In the devastated forest, where rubble mixed with a carpet of damp leaves and exposed roots, Tsunade fought against the fog in her mind. 'My head must be damaged after that treacherous lightning bolt,' she reflected, her body still tingling with echoes of wild emotion.
How could the powerful Hokage surrender like this, vulnerable and eager, to a boy like Neji? The dense forest air carried the smell of earth and burnt wood, piles of fallen stones and broken tree trunks forming a chaotic labyrinth around them. But none of that mattered now; desire isolated them in a private world, where the sound of distant birds was lost amidst growing sighs.
Li Shang, his gaze burning like embers under the light filtered through the scarred canopies. His hands slid over Tsunade's skin, tracing lines of fire from her neck to the curve of her waist. He leaned in, his warm lips brushing her collarbone, descending in a trail of kisses that explored every exposed inch. When he reached the daring peaks that rose on her chest, full and sensitive, he kissed them with a reverent urgency, sucking and licking with hungry delicacy.
Tsunade arched her body against the burnt ground, a moan escaping her lips: "Ahh...", followed by a trembling murmur: "Neji...". The sound reverberated through the makeshift clearing, mixing with the rustling of leaves stirred by a light breeze, as he intensified his touches, making those peaks harden under his eager mouth.
The fervent desire between them was a force of nature, more impetuous than any storm that had destroyed that forest. Tsunade, despite the doubt flickering in her mind, felt the heat spread like deep roots, pulling her into the abyss of pleasure. She gripped his broad shoulders, nails digging into his firm flesh, as Li Shang continued his descent, kissing the soft plain of her belly, circling her navel with the tip of his tongue. "You drive me crazy," he whispered, his hoarse voice echoing against her skin, and Tsunade, surrendering, threaded her fingers through his dark hair, guiding him to the epicenter of her vagina. The moist, flavorful flower between her thighs throbbed with an inviting sweetness, and when his lips brushed it for the first time, a more intense moan erupted: "Mmm... ohh!", murmuring his name in a breath: "Neji... continue...".
They plunged into desire without reservation, their bodies entwining in a symphony of touches and movements on the uneven ground of rubble and foliage. Li Shang lifted her with gentle strength, positioning her so their faces turned towards each other's essences, in a 69 configuration that united them in an exchange of pleasure. Tsunade's mouth found his firm, pulsating shaft, enveloping it with slow licks and deep sucks, the musky taste filling her senses as the forest enveloped them in dancing shadows. At the same time, he plunged into her floral sweetness, his tongue tracing precise paths over the sensitive petals, sucking the nectar with a voracity that made her tremble.
"Ahh... Tsunade...", he murmured against the warm dampness, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure through her, eliciting another moan:
"Haa... Neji... like this...". The sounds filled the air, wet and rhythmic licks, broken sighs, the occasional crackle of dry branches under their movements, and they synchronized, each caress elevating the ecstasy in growing spirals.
Tsunade felt him pulsate in her mouth, sucking with an intensity that made him groan low, while Li Shang's exploration of her flower brought her to the edge of the abyss, the muscles of her thighs contracting around his head.
That initial ecstasy left them breathless, sweat mixing with the forest's humidity, but the fire of pleasure demanded more. With a fluid movement, Li Shang repositioned her on all fours on a pile of soft leaves and debris, her knees sinking into the burnt earth as he fit himself behind her, their hips perfectly aligned.
He penetrated slowly, feeling the tight, welcoming warmth of her flower envelop him like a veil of wet silk, and Tsunade pushed back, finding the rhythm with a primal urgency.
"Ohh... more... ahh!", she moaned loudly, the sound echoing among the fallen trees, murmuring in supplication: "Neji... faster..."
He obeyed, firm hands on the generous curves of her buttocks, thrusting with a growing cadence, the impact of colliding skins resounding like soft thunder in the clearing. Each advance was a deep invasion, brushing hidden sensitivities that made her gasp, her daring peaks swaying with the back and forth, while the forest air carried the scent of excited earth and burning bodies.
Li Shang leaned over her, kissing her sweaty neck, murmuring: "You're perfect... mmm...", intensifying the thrusts until pleasure made them tremble collectively.
Not content with the ferocity, they rolled to the side, embracing in an intimate pose that allowed penetrating gazes and prolonged touches. Sideways, with one of Tsunade's legs raised over his hip, Li Shang penetrated her again, the angle allowing a friction that explored deeper layers of the moist flower.
His movements were deliberate now, a rhythmic and deep slide that united them like intertwining vines in the dense forest. "Mmm... Tsunade...", he whispered, his lips brushing her ear as he moved in and out, feeling the warm contractions around him.
She turned her face, capturing his mouth in a devouring kiss, moaning against him: "Ahh... Neji... harder... haa!".
Pleasure accumulated in slow waves, each brush provoking shivers that ran up her spine, their sweat-slicked bodies moving in harmony over the uneven ground, with roots and stones serving as improvised support. The setting sun filtered through the leaves, painting their silhouettes in golden tones, while the sound of heavy breathing mixed with the chirping of nocturnal insects.
Desire guided them even deeper into the destroyed woods, where, miraculously, an ancient stone bathtub emerged semi-buried among the rubble, fed by an underground spring that kept the lake full. They dragged themselves there, hands clasped. Li Shang entered first, the water splashing softly against the mossy edges, and pulled Tsunade onto his lap, positioning her facing him as he penetrated her with torturous slowness.
The liquid resistance amplified every sensation, and she began to move, mounting him with feline grace. "Ohh... this is so good...", she moaned, her daring peaks brushing his chest, which he captured with eager palms, massaging and lightly pinching. "Tsunade... you are beautiful... ahh!", he murmured, thrusting upwards with vigor, the water splashing around like fine rain, wetting their skin and hair.
The lake transformed into an oasis of lust, isolated in the chaos of the ruined forest. Tsunade threw her head back, blonde strands clinging to her damp skin, moaning in a crescendo: "Haa… Neji... more intense... mmm!".
He held her by her slender waist, dictating an accelerated rhythm, her flower tightening around him in growing spasms as the water enveloped them like a cloak. The sounds were an erotic orchestra — vigorous splashes, hoarse moans, murmurs of names intertwined like spells: "Neji... I'm going...", "Tsunade... now...".
The climax struck them in unison, an eruption of sensations that made them scream for each other: "Neji! Ahh...", "Tsunade!". They collapsed into the water, embraced, hearts pounding in echo, while the forest guarded them in complacent silence, with the moonlight beginning to filter through the canopies.
That first chapter of their bond was forged there, amidst debris and wounded nature, a fervent love that dissolved doubts and healed invisible wounds. Tsunade, catching her breath, rested her head on his chest, a secret smile on her lips. 'Maybe that lightning bolt cleared something in me,' she thought, as Li Shang traced gentle circles on her back.