Chapter 6 - On Sensei's Orders

"What?! Marriage! No! It's too early for that!" Mikoto gave him a flustered look, glancing towards Fugaku from the corner of her eyes, who nervously looked away from her. There was a time that the two used to have arranged marriage, but since the Uchiha Clan changed their focus from war, policing, to earning money and using their dexterity for other purposes, the arranged marriage agreements were nulled and everyone was free to chose their mate. Though, those who wanted to marry their partners did.

"Really? Because Fugaku is going to war," Decimo rubbed his chin, calling Mikoto over, who despite her nervousness from Fugaku's presence still walked over. Her cheeks became flushed as he took off her jacket, pulling out her undershirt until she stood there in her bra. He had her stand in front of him, resting his palms on her shoulder, showing her off to Fugaku, "want to lose your virginity before you leave?"

Fugaku gulped, letting a few emotions appear on his stoic face that he kept buried inside, staring at the boobs in front of him, which Decimo released from the bra and pulled it down. Mikoto took a deep breath, "Sir Fugaku isn't a virgin?"

"Really? He does look a virgin with that face," Decimo teasingly whispered.

"I am not," Fugaku cleared his throat, looking into Mikoto's eyes, watching her lips part as she sucked on her Sensei's fingers, keeping her eyes on him, "But…if Miss Mikoto would have me…I would love to spend the night with her."

Mikoto looked up towards her Sensei, looking for his permission and he removed his fingers from her mouth, kissing her head, "well, you don't get her for the night. You can have sex on the porch right now."

"I'll take it," Fugaku hurriedly said, worried that he might take back the offer before he nervously looked towards Mikoto, "if…Miss Mikoto doesn't mind."

Mikoto gently smiled, walking up to Fugaku as she cupped his cheek, peering into his eyes, "Sensei has trained me well. Sir Fugaku can have me in whichever way you like the most."

Fugaku felt his fingers tremble, gripping her shoulder as he pulled her close and push her lips against Mikoto's, kissing her in front of the eyes of the others. He was nervous, and his kiss might not have been the best, but she kissed him back, taking control of the kiss without letting him feel it, guiding his tongue with hers. She didn't dislike this feeling, since her sensei rarely gave her the chance to lead.

She took his hand, pulling him towards the porch, "Please sit. Master Uchiha."

Fugaku sat down on the porch while she leaned over him, untying his clothesthat he had worn from when he came from training and exposing himself in their yard. When Mikoto had freed Fugaku from his clothing she couldn't help but stare at his body. She knelt down in front of him, caressing the underside of his shaft, "you are great."

He sighed softly, "Thank you."

Mikoto put her hands around the base of his cock, stroking along its length until she could wrap them around his girth, squeezing tightly as she pressed closer to him, kissing his neck. He shuddered under her touch, Mikoto smirking in satisfaction as she slowly began to move her head down towards his lap. His cock throbbed in excitement and he placed one of his legs over her shoulders.

Mikoto giggled, sucking the head of his cock into her mouth before pulling off and stroking his shaft again before sliding her mouth all the way down his shaft. His hands tightened around her hair as she sucked and licked along his shaft until she got to the base.

She moaned softly in pleasure as he slid his cock through her mouth before reaching the back of her throat. His hands clenched into fists as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. His breathing quickened as she took more and more of his cock into her mouth and throat.

Fugaku grabbed her hair tightly with one hand as his hips rose off the porch to meet her downward motions, "Aah!"

She pulled off his cock, blowing some air from her nose, "More?"

"Yes, please," he nodded eagerly.

She pushed herself to the edge of the porch and stood up, leaning over Fugaku and placing her hands on his thighs, spreading them open and looking down at his erection.

"How is it?"

"It's...good..." Fugaku admitted, his voice shaky, "but I think I need more."

"I'll see what I can do," she teasingly smiled at him, placing her lips around the head of his cock, sucking it into her mouth before moving her head down to the base, holding it there and stroking it with her tongue.

Mikoto smiled with joy as she pushed her lips against Fugaku's opening, letting her tongue slip out. She sucked on the tip of his shaft, wetting it with her saliva, teasing the ridge that led to his tip, then let her tongue slide up against his sensitive skin, making him squirm.

She looked up, seeing him moan, feeling her cheeks heat up. He was staring up at her with wide eyes as she lowered herself down onto his member, gasping quietly as his hot member slid into her warm depths.

She was filled with a great sense of pride as she took more of his cock inside of her, making him groan in pleasure. She felt full and heavy, his balls pressing against her own as they swung between their bodies. She used her hips to begin moving, her breasts rubbing along his chest as he pulled her close.

Mikoto took a deep breath, releasing his shaft and wrapping her arms around him. Fugaku reached up, grabbing her waist, pulling her down against him, kissing her neck.

"You're amazing, Miss Mikoto," he whispered, kissing her cheek, "I can't believe how lucky I am to have this changce with you."

"I am lucky too," Mikoto whispered, pushing him back until Fugaku's back touched the floor. She looked up from him, seeing her Sensei sitting on the chair, resting his cheek on his curled fingers as his scarlet eyes watched her with a detached look. He gave her a nod, and a smile, encouraging her, which filled her with joy.

But, while her attention was on her Sensei, Fugaku only had eyes for her. He held her hips, enjoying the feel of his cock wrapped around her wet walls, and he lifted her up and down his cock, watching as her breasts bounced in time with her movements. The firmness of her body felt so good as she bounced against him.

She grabbed his arm, guiding it behind her, holding him close to her as she took him into her tight channel, "Come on, Fugaku. Fuck me. Fuck me hard."

Fugaku started to thrust into her, making her squeal in delight. Her breasts jiggled in front of his eyes as she took him inside of her, the tightness of her walls giving him an amazing sensation. She continued bouncing on him, her butt smacking against his stomach and his legs. He had never seen her like that, making that face in front of him. He couldn't help but think that she showed that same face to her Sensei.

Thinking that, he couldn't help grab her more tightly, sinking his fingers inside her soft flesh, feeling her asscheeks against his palms. And he slammed harder, with burning desire, until she finally fell forward, her breasts slapping against his chest.

Fugaku groaned, kissing her neck, "You're so amazing, Mikoto. I'm going to cum."

"Yes," she gasped, "cum inside of me."

He buried himself in her, feeling her squeeze him with her muscles, and he thrust against her, trying to hold back his release, "Fugaku, no. I want to feel it. Cum in me. I want to feel your cum."

Fugaku was surprised, but also very turned on by her request, and he pulled out of her, holding her close and kissing her.

"Please, Fugaku. Don't hold back. I want you to shoot your seed deep inside of me. Come on, give it to me."

He rolled over, putting her against the floor, and he moved between her legs, looking down into her eyes.

"Do it, Fugaku," she whispered, egging him on, wanting him to fuck her harder, and he did. He knew he was about to cum and so he started hammering his cock inside of her pussy, looking at her face twist in pleasure from his touch, and he swung harder, relishing her moans and screams.

He felt his cock twitch, and he stopped, breathing heavily as he stared at her, "Mikoto, I'm going to cum."

She bit her lip, her eyes brightening as she nodded.

"Now," Fugaku growled, as he grabbed her thighs, pulling her against him, and he thrust inside of her one last time, feeling his cock pulse as he shot his load deep inside of her, "I'm going to fill you up."

She was a mess. Her hair was a mess, her body was a mess, and her face was a mess. She was covered in sweat, her hair sticking to her forehead, and her lips were red from the way she was screaming.

She lay on her back, her arms stretched out to the sides, and she moaned as she felt his cum drip out of her stroking Fugaku's head who fell on her body. She ran her fingers through his hair, softly smiling as she looked over, watching her teammates shower her sensei with kisses, their hands roaming over his body, but his eyes were on her, making her smile.

She abruptly felt the time around her slowed down, and her teammates stopped moving, frozen in time while she stood up, looking at her naked body pressed under's Fugaku.

"Sensei."

Decimo called her over, and she stepped towards him, looking downwards when she his warm and heavy palm on her head, "You did well."

"Mm...Sensei...would you please fuck me and make me yours tonight?"

"Sure."