147 Chapter 147: Mizukage's Last Stand (r-18)

Step by step, she gave in, only to protect the lives of the Kirigakure ninja...

She was a great Mizukage, but Natsuo still overwhelmed her with his strength, she faced great pressure, Terumi Mei took turns fighting and the Kiri ninjas retreated step by step...

This kind of battle continued.

Until one day.

And before Terumi Mei could try her previous methods again, she discovered that she couldn't stop the Susanoo's movements no matter what.

"So, are you going to continue resisting?" Natsuo smiled, happy to see a flame of defiance and desire burning in her eyes, her auburn hair surrounding her face beautifully.

"Don't think you can conquer me easily." Terumi Mei responded before breaking away and brandishing a kunai at him, then things turned into a delightful duel, where she tried trick after trick, only to repeatedly fail.

Defending himself was a monotonous task for Natsuo, allowing him to focus his attention on her spectacular body. She was beginning to show the first signs of exhaustion, sweaty, out of breath. But her condition was not what he focused on. No, his attention belonged to the way she dressed. She was wearing a dark blue long-sleeved dress. The dress only covers up to the top of her arm and the bottom of her breasts. Underneath her dress, she wears a mesh shirt that covers more of her upper body than her dress, but that wasn't important, not when the mesh could still show off her voluptuous contours. Her spectacular body was becoming more and more visible due to her sweat.

But soon, his attention was focused on her face once again. The look of concentration on her face was understandable because she was trying to take advantage of the last opportunity to show that as a strong woman she can still make things difficult for him. At the same time Natsuo managed to capture another emotion on her face. A thick layer of excitement.

A sudden suspicion appeared in Natsuo's mind, and he increased the intensity of his assault, taking the initiative instead of allowing her to attack at her own pace, completely overwhelming her before she could even make an attack.

And her excitement increased with Natsuo's dominance. Apparently, his manipulation of her subconscious, coupled with Kirigakure's respect for the strong, affected her more than Natsuo expected.

Excitedly, Natsuo smiled as that particular detail significantly accelerated his plans.

Then Natsuo swung his kunai with all his power, opening her guard completely, the perfect opportunity to end the battle, but he decided to take a step back. "You just have to say that you surrender to me, no one will judge you. Is that clear?" Natsuo added giving her an intentional exit so that she could rest, fully aware that her pride would not allow her to utter those words even though she had already accepted what was about to happen.

"You don't..." She began, but he didn't give her a chance to finish her words, charging forward. Even when she was surprised, she managed to defend herself against it by making the kunai collide with each other. Natsuo then grabbed her dress, trying to turn the battle into a hand to hand fight. She swung her kunai at him, forcing him back. He did so, but not before tearing off a large piece of her dress and her mesh shirt, leaving her arm and shoulder bare, with her cleavage being even more visible.

Natsuo dodged her attacks again before lunging forward, getting close enough to her that he could deliver an explosive slap to her rear. Which made her gasp before screaming, "You're dead!" But, paradoxically, her embarrassment and excitement colored her tone instead of anger.

"If you think so..." Natsuo replied before dodging another assault and tearing off another piece of cloth in the process. Then, they fell into a routine, she attacked him, he dodged, but not before retreating with another 'reward'.

This entire exchange took place in no more than a few minutes, but Terumi Mei's attacks became increasingly furious, a behavior that contrasted greatly with the way excitement filled her face, ignoring her nakedness. Her dress was gone for all intents and purposes, the few remnants of her mesh shirt remaining failing to cover her spectacular breasts. Her shorts and her mesh leotard were in better condition, but only relatively. They were still torn enough to give a full view of her underwear, a sexy little black piece. Apparently, once she accepted what our 'fights' would end up in, she expected it more than she wanted to show.

Natsuo decided to end the games, and when he dodged her attack the next time, he grabbed her wrist instead of trying to tear her clothes. He then twisted her wrist to force her to release her kunai. She tried to resist despite her cry of pain, looking at Natsuo sinisterly, but the important thing was that her arousal had not dimmed, not even the slightest bit. Natsuo applied more force, enough to threaten a fracture, and she finally dropped her kunai, but instantly followed up with a punch, trying to turn it into a taijutsu fight.

Natsuo let go of her wrist, because from the previous confrontations he already knew that she was only good at ninjutsu. So he didn't even bother to continue defending himself, he just gave her chest a playful squeeze. Her kicks resulted in further loss of the remains of her clothing, then she decided to use a grappling skill since it was the last thing she hadn't tried.

Natsuo let her succeed with her technique. Her eyes widened in shock when their bodies collided, but not as much as when she found herself on the ground, arms linked behind her back and legs pinned. Slowly, Natsuo leaned forward, pressing his body against her butt, which was barely covered by the tatters of her clothes and the skimpy panties she was wearing. "Are you going to give in to me?" Natsuo whispered in his ear with a hoarse voice.

"Never." Terumi Mei whispered through her teeth as she struggled. Although her resistance was not a desperate attempt to free herself from Natsuo's grip, but rather a game of friction against Natsuo's powerful presence that pressed against her rear. Each touch ignited a palpable excitement in her.

"Are you sure?" Natsuo whispered, as he got rid of his clothes without letting go. When Natsuo approached her butt again, it was his naked member that merged with that part of her body, her delicate panties were barely a barrier to prevent friction between their parts. "And now?"

Noticing Natsuo's actions, Terumi Mei loudly declared her intention to fight until the delicious end. "I'll never give in to you. I can handle anything you do."

"Anything?" Natsuo responded, using a guttural whisper, enough to make her shiver.

Then, with agonizing calm, he began to strip her of the last fragments of her clothing, slowly tearing them apart. Each whisper of fabric tearing off her made her shudder, until only her panties remained on her body. Tiny, suggestive lace garments, too thin to hide her palpable arousal.

Natsuo grabbed the hem of her delicate garment, and Terumi Mei arched her back in anticipation of her next move, subtly lifting her bottom to grant him deeper access. However, he only chuckled and let his fingers slowly slide up, calmly tracing the path of her spine. "Aren't you giving up yet?" Natsuo inquired.

"Never." She whispered, attempting to emulate her previous determination, though her voice was laced with obvious longing that altered her tone.

"I'm curious to know how long you'll last." He whispered, one hand still firm, maintaining control over her arms behind her back. While his other hand caressed her skin with slow movements that caused a wave of sensations that made her skin crawl, rising firmly towards her captivating breasts.

She let out an involuntary moan as she felt his fingers sink into her breasts with overwhelming intensity, altering the rhythm to a more passionate one. Her response was a delight of pleasure as he explored her skin with passionate intensity. Without warning, he took his hand away from her, gently caressing her again, to which she unleashed a cry of surprise that echoed in the air, a mixture of indignation and excitement, creating a spectacular moment.

"What a naughty girl." Natsuo said as he ran his hand through her auburn hair in a surprisingly gentle caress.

Little by little Terumi Mei got carried away by the situation and her pride quickly lost importance. The reason was clear. Not only was it the manipulation of her subconscious to make her think this situation was okay, there was also the power that Natsuo had displayed, a power that completely overwhelmed her.

As a Kage-level kunoichi and one of the strongest women in Kirigakure, Terumi Mei has always sought a man strong enough to dominate her as her partner. And now Natsuo meets her requirements, and the suggestion from her subconscious makes Terumi Mei accept Natsuo more easily.

Natsuo continued caressing her, exploring with his tongue and occasionally brushing his teeth against the most sensitive areas of her. Finally, with deliberate slowness, he removed her panties, finally revealing her bare skin.

After the little game Natsuo had played with Terumi Mei, he needed her to give in before continuing. Thus, he slid his shaft along her backside, grazing the entrance to her intimacy just enough to moisten the tip between her folds, without pushing forward. Suddenly, she arched her back, seeking the connection, but Natsuo was quicker, retracting just in time.

She squirmed and cursed and moaned, but in the end she ended up pinned to the ground again, with her arms outstretched and Natsuo directly on top of her.

"I give up." She whispered in sweet defeat. She couldn't say anything else because Natsuo's lips were on hers.

After a few moments, Natsuo enveloped her with passion, penetrating her with a sudden and determined impulse that marked their union, breaking her barrier with a fiery gesture. Terumi Mei's eyes widened in surprise, as she had no experience in that aspect. Also at that moment Natsuo activated his Renshu no Kankei, and upon noticing that he managed to form the mental link with Terumi Mei, he realized that Terumi Mei had completely surrendered to him. He then began to share a small part of his life energy and mental power with Terumi Mei, since the bond had barely formed. Meanwhile Terumi Mei closed her eyes, trying to process her experience.

For someone who was experiencing this for the first time, aside from the obvious pain from the intensity of the experience, what Natsuo saw in her eyes was a kind of fierce determination. Suddenly, Terumi Mei raised her head enough to reach his shoulder. Although he wasn't surprised by her bite, he didn't expect her to be firm enough to cause an injury.

"You didn't imagine that I would surrender so docilely to your wishes, did you?" Her radiant smile was interrupted by moans that drowned out her words. Although the increase in the intensity of Natsuo's actions caused a sharp pain in her intimacy, the only thing he perceived in her eyes was an unbridled, defiant and jubilant passion.

Under this intense experience, her pleasure steadily increased until she suddenly overflowed in a whirlwind of sensations, leaving her trembling and moaning.

Natsuo pulled out of her for a moment, grabbed her shoulder and moved her to a position where her chest rested against the floor. In a moment of surprise, she gasped as she realized his intentions and tried to break free of him. However, her brief hesitation gave Natsuo the opportunity to grab her arms and bring them together, keeping her under control with just one hand.

Terumi Mei let out a moan as she felt Natsuo's movements again, which intensely stimulated her exhausted nerves. Despite her annoyed expression, her pleasure was evident. A series of moans came from between her lips while, from time to time, he pressed hard on her breasts. However, the most intense moment came when he grabbed her hair, tilting her head back to get the perfect angle, thus increasing their bond.

Seeing her body glistening with sweat, with her magnificent figure and her curves... It was a captivating image. A few moments later, as she contracted around him in another moment of ecstasy, she brought Natsuo to the edge as well, triggering an explosion of sensations that culminated in the next instant, filling her as she intensified her moans.

Terumi Mei fell exhausted, barely managing to roll over onto her back, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath, adding a delicacy to her appearance. The marks Natsuo left on her told a story of shared intensity, as she tried to assimilate the wave of sensations. Feeling tempted, Natsuo leaned forward to seal the moment with a soft, lingering kiss on her lips.

The surprise on her face was simply charming. Terumi Mei let herself be carried away by the delicate caresses of Natsuo's lips, that unexpected closeness on his part caught her off guard more than any other action. A fleeting vulnerable expression crossed her face. Just at that moment Natsuo felt his mental connection with Terumi Mei grow a little stronger. He gently explored her figure with his hands, his touches light and ephemeral, while his fingers traced her curves. Her lips began to respond, initially cautiously and slowly, but soon her enthusiasm surpassed even Natsuo's, in a lively play of tongues.

Then, her movements slowly changed, obviously planning something. Natsuo was curious enough to cooperate with Terumi Mei and kind enough to act shocked when she pinned his arms to his sides as she sat on him. "It's time for revenge..." She said pretending to be threatening. However, unfortunately for her, the Sharingan was sharp enough to pick up her growing blush even in the dark.

Natsuo joined the game by trying a symbolic fight while she smiled, appearing to be threatening, although she only conveyed enthusiasm and excitement.

Then, without him having a chance to say anything, she lowered her hips onto him, enveloping him with her presence once more, and began to ride him with unbridled passion.

Natsuo remained still, even as the grip around his wrists loosened due to the pleasure she was experiencing, giving him the opportunity to release himself from her.

Why would he do it, when the feeling of being dominated represented an exceptional change of pace and at the same time provided Terumi Mei with the long-awaited victory? It was clear that her subconscious had accepted this situation due to manipulation, but her pride as Mizukage drove her to fight. Despite knowing that he was stronger, she longed for enough strength to gain the occasional victory.

Noticing that her face was twisted with pleasure, an unmistakable sign that she was approaching climax, Natsuo, considering his previous surrender as a sufficient gift, chose for that precise moment to free himself from her control. Her legs wrapped around him as he hugged her. Natsuo rolled and she was trapped between his body and the ground.

He didn't bother to hold her arms, allowing her fingers to dig into his back, adding a slight pain to the pleasure. However, Natsuo had the Sage Body, so any injuries would be insignificant and would heal quickly. Satisfying her implied a small sacrifice as he kept her immobilized on the ground under her weight, penetrating her without mercy, her lips joined to his in an indescribable passion...

The position lasted about twenty minutes and concluded as expected, with Natsuo depositing his seed into her. At the same time Natsuo also shared more of his life energy and mental power with her, through his Renshu no Kankei.

After doing that, Natsuo leaned forward once more.

"Again?" She muttered dazedly.

Then her lips connected with an unmatched passion. Two hours passed before they finally emerged from the Susanoo, and the only reason Terumi Mei was able to walk properly was because Natsuo shared his life energy with her.

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