[Content Warning: Ryona (Light violence), Humiliation, Choking, Rape (This one's DARK - BEWARE)]
A dog with brown hair, floppy ears, and a dark brown mouth leaped from tree to tree leading a trio of Ninja. He was a Ninken of Kakashi's, leading them through a forest.
"They're just ahead of us. Their scent is getting much fresher by the moment, so they must have stopped after they discovered our pursuit. Be on guard."
Suddenly one of the trio turned, his eyes turning from pure black to a spinning red. "Who's there!"
A black haired man swung down from the trees behind them, wearing what looked like a sheet note on his headband. He was an Otogakure ninja.
"It seems we've been discovered, haha."
Two more showed themselves, all wearing black and white splotched scarves around their necks. Team Seven's expressions grew serious. Suddenly one of them showed up right behind the pink haired girl, trying to take her hostage first.
"SAKURA-CHAN!"
Sakura however, did not play the damsel in distress. Her reaction was instant. She slashed the man behind her with her kunai, forcing him to change his grab into a block. He leapt back with a scowl on his face. Pakkun, the Ninken that Team Seven had been following, widened his eyes and shouted.
"We gotta deal with these ninja, quick! Team Baki is approaching!"
Naruto summoned a bunch of shadow clones, while Sasuke dropped low to the ground, ready to spring out at any moment. Suddenly though, before any of them could react, they saw the chests of the Sound Ninja in front of them exploding into blood and guts. Then they heard the sound of the supersonic arrow's travel.
*Bang, bang, bang!!!"
"Go! You guys have to stop Gaara before he's able to release the Tailed beast inside of him! I'll deal with this sand woman. Understood? And Hinata, don't kill any of them under any circumstance. These guys are the children of the Kazekage - they could be extremely useful as hostages."
"Yes, Saul-kun."
They jumped away, in pursuit of the two sand siblings. Leaving Saul alone with Temari.
The blonde scoffed, brandishing a single Kunai. She was extremely beautiful as always. Dressed in her usual white blouse, with fishnets covering the bit of cleavage that peeked out from her chest. And she wore a short, pencil skirt with a slit in it that allowed her to move freely.
As she matched eyes with Saul though, her eyes were emotionless.
*Tch* "So it's just the two of us now."
Her grip tightened on the Kunai in her hands. The man before her had bested her in their spar. Despite her daily training afterward, preceding the beginning of the final round, she had never felt that she ever caught up with the Saul from that day. His duel with Rock Lee proved her suspicions correct. The distance between them had only widened. And yet... He was still no match for Gaara. He had not listened to her earlier warning.
"So it is."
Temari pursed her lips.
"Do you really think I have any value as a hostage? My father, Rasa, has sent assassins after my brother ever since he was young. To make sure he either died, or grew stronger. The moment you try, the Sand will order our deaths instead."
Saul smiled. "Regardless, I would prefer not to kill you, Temari. And now I see you must have felt the same way about me too. It's obvious now, thinking back to that cryptic warning of yours."
"It wasn't to help you, idiot!"
She lunged now, thrusting her Kunai directly at his throat.
Saul sidestepped her blow, twisted her arm, and forced her to drop the weapon. Then he kicked her back down onto the ground before she could react.
Temari rolled along the forest floor and stood back up again, clutching her stomach.
"You think... I'd care if you died...? You're delusional, pig."
She spoke between each breath, hissing in pain, yet still putting on a strong front. Her blouse had torn at the shoulder from the fall, hanging open. Her large breasts heaved up and down with every deep breath, squeezing together deliciously from the tight remnants of her clothing.
Yeah, right. This bitch's true emotions were written all over her face. There was no point in arguing with her on it, though. Instead he'd have some fun.
Saul smirked. "Aren't you going to cover that, Temari?"
"Shut up!" She shrieked. "Control where you're looking, pervert!"
She launched a kick at his groin. Saul caught her leg and took the chance to remove her sandal. The sole of her sweaty bare foot was revealed to his gaze, and an earthy feminine musk wafted out. She wiggled it out of his grasp, breasts bouncing violently.
"Stop playing around!"
"Make me."
Temari pulled both her hands into a seal, then drew her last Kunai. Winds laced with sand swirled around it. She lunged at him and swung it as fast as she could.
Saul had to take this one a little more seriously than her previous attacks. He dodged the blade of wind by circling around to her side, then kicking the Kunai out of her hand. Another strike sent her tumbling to the ground. When she finally got back up, she saw Saul dangling her ninja pouch in his hand.
"Bastard!" Temari snarled.
He was just playing with her. All of his attacks were aimed at her weapons or were way too light for someone of his caliber. She didn't feel any of the monstrous strength he displayed when he ripped away her fan. He wasn't even using any of his clones. Temari's body instinctively knew where this was going, even though her mind hadn't come to terms with it yet.
Saul disdainfully tossed the pouch off to the clone who stood there spectating, holding Temari's fan, sandal, and now her ninja pouch. To try and get them back would mean facing two Saul's at once. And she couldn't even handle one.
She threw a half-hearted punch towards his face, but Saul grabbed her wrist. With his other hand he completely tore off her blouse. Her nude tits bounced completely free now, and the flesh continued to quiver because of their weight. Each one was almost as big as her head. They were too big to fit in the palm of his hand.
Temari launched a high kick now, trying to get him while he was distracted with the sight of her tits. Saul however, could read such signs of an attack from a mile away. It was almost instinct at this point. He grabbed her leg, feeling up her soft thigh.
"Let me go!" She screamed, trying to escape his grasp.
Her tits swayed and bounced with the movements, the soft flesh jiggling with each twist of her leg. The way her dark pink nipples drew light, enticing circles with each ripple was almost mesmerizing.
Saul let her go, but at the same time grabbed onto the fabric of her skirt. It tore off completely as she pulled away.
"Why don't you just give up?" He asked the blonde haired girl. "I'm not going to kill you. I swear."
Temari stood across from him almost naked. Her creamy white thighs, glistening with sweat, were now exposed to view as she pressed her legs together. The small, damp triangle of her purple panties were the only piece of clothing left that still defended her sex.
She glared at him, cheeks burning red, before covering up her tits. Her soft breasts spilled over her forearm where she tried to cover them, large and heavy mounds of pale flesh as they jiggled with each angry breath.
She huffed furiously now after his question, her eyes bulging with anger and humiliation before tears started streaming down her face.
"YOU~!" Her voice cracked. Temari wheezed before she could even manage to continue. Her voice was much quieter now, weak, "You think this ok? Look at me!"
She shrieked, her voice now taking on a high pitched whine.
"What are you doing to me!? If you wanted to kill me, you should have killed me already! If you wanted to take me hostage, then, do you think your village would be ok with... This!?"
She tried to scream, but her broken voice came out as a high pitched whisper, "I can't believe I actually liked you~!"
"Shut up."
Saul grabbed Temari's throat, choking the woman and raising her up in the air. Her nails scratched at his arm as she flailed uselessly, struggling for air. Her soft tits sloshed helplessly against his arm with her struggles, jiggling.
Then he threw her to the ground. Temari landed on her elbows and knees. She cradled her bruised throat in her hands as she gasped for air desperately.
"Do you think I'd like some woman who kept calling me a pig? Some arrogant bitch who doesn't even know how to show the most basic respect?"
He grabbed her by the hair, causing Temari to cry out. He forced her to her feet. His other hand found its way down to her panties, damp from the Kunoichi's sweat and something slick. He pulled them down to investigate as Temari began to cry.
"Did you like what I was doing during our little spar? Why are you so wet down here?"
Temari choked with sobs, tears streaming down her flushed face as arousal, humiliation, anger, and betrayal all swam inside her chest.
"...S-Shut up, you pig! I hate you!"
Her ass cheeks, now bare, jiggled obscenely as he removed her panties completely. She could feel the warmth of his clothed groin press against her. She shivered, squeezing her thighs together instinctively while closing her eyes tight. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. None of this could be real.
Saul stuck his finger in-between her thighs, brushing against the tight lips of her pussy.
Temari's eyes reopened with a gasp. Her entire body felt numb now, except for the burning hot sensation between her legs. She wanted him now. She actually wanted this fucking bastard now, even after all he did. Sweet, soft moans leaked from her lips as his finger moved deeper inside, stirring up her tight, slick, and quivering honey pot.
After a while, they began pushing against the elastic barrier of her chastity. Temari's eyes widened as she broke out of her trance.
"Don't touch me!"
She twisted out of his grasp, attempting to run away. Her ass cheeks rippled and jiggled with each step, the cheeks clapping together as she moved. He could see tantalizing glimpses of her dark little asshole and tight, pink pussy with every step. Temari probably didn't even realize how seductive the sway of her hips was, even as she tried to flee.
Saul nodded at his clones who looked back at him, and they vanished to secure the surrounding area. His hands then formed into the seal for the body flicker Jutsu, and he turned into smoke. Saul reappeared directly in front of her.
Temari skidded to a halt, her face flushed with both fear and arousal. She tried one last time to resist, kicking at him high with a creamy, fishnet covered leg. Saul caught her ankle mid-kick. He raised her leg high, revealing the glistening pink slit between her legs covered by wild, blonde hairs that indicated her lack of experience. Her foot dangled helplessly in the air. Temari gasped as he forced her to continue to balance on one leg.
Saul didn't hesitate at all. With his other hand, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. It was big, thick, veiny, glistening with pre-cum. There was no need to even bother with foreplay. Temari was already wet enough.
He slammed himself inside her forcefully, piercing past the barrier inside her with one motion. He hilted himself inside her pussy, stretching it to its limits.
Temari screamed. The pain from the penetration was white hot at first, then a painful throbbing that accompanied the delicious warmth that spread within from her nethers.
"F-Fuck you!" She gasped, feeling too full and stretched for her voice to come out as anything other than a whisper.
"Why... Why are you doing this!?" Tears streamed down her face.
Saul started moving. Slow, small, careful movements.
"Ah!"
Her pussy clenched around him. The walls rubbed against his cock. Slick. Tight. She moaned, an instinctual sound that betrayed her body's need.
"Because... I want you, Temari. Maybe I liked you too...?"
Her heart twisted painfully at his words. And then he began thrusting. Temari moaned again, whiny and loud, as she tried to push him away. But there was no strength left in her body. Her tits bounced and jiggled wildly with every impact. And then they smashed against his chest.
Now he kissed her, claiming her lips forcefully as she tried to turn her head away. But Saul was persistent. Demanding. Small needy whimpers escaped her throat as he claimed her despite her resistance. Waves of pleasure rocked her body now with every single thrust.
Temari's vagina felt so hot, so wet, so tight. Her slick juices coated his cock, easing his thrusts and increasing the pleasure for the both of them. In Temari's case, she could feel her insides clenching around him, her walls squeezing his cock. It felt so wrong, yet so good... As for Saul, he groaned from the sensation of her tight cunt squeezing around him like a vice as he continued to move inside her.
Temari struggled to keep standing, her bare foot locked helplessly against his shoulder. The leg she was standing on trembled, but he was supporting most of her body weight. She had to do something, anything.
She looked into his handsome, yet hateful, clear brown eyes. She saw the sight of her own dilated pupils in them. And then she bit his lip, drawing blood.
Saul pulled back and smirked, his teeth turning bloody. His free hand shot up to her right nipple and twisted it painfully in retaliation.
"Ngh! Bastard!" Temari cried, her voice a mix of pain and arousal as white hot pain shot up from her chest.
"You asked for it."
He sloshed her tit back and forth while her nipple was still twisted, jiggling obscenely with every motion. Her nipple turned a deep crimson red now, throbbing with pain. Yet her pussy only felt hotter and hotter as he continued to thrust. Her other breast bounced freely with his movements. The flesh of her heavy tit rippled deliciously with every impact against his chest.
He released her tit after a little while. Temari let out a sweet exhale of relief, but her lips were captured once again by the greedy, domineering Saul. She didn't dare to bite him again this time. Instead she looked down where his cock continuously entered her, dripping with her juices mixed with the blood of her hymen.
She hated him. She hated this. Yet she also wanted him to keep stirring her wet pussy with his huge, hard cock. It clenched around him with every thrust, refusing to let go. She was so close already. So close to the edge.
Temari's breath hitched. Her muscles tensed as she quivered. Her eyes rolled up. She tried to scream, to cry out, but her lips were mashed against his as he sucked out every sweet breath. She came, hard, all over him as her pussy clenched the tightest it had ever been, practically milking his cock.
Saul wasn't able to put up much resistance at this point. His release came as well, sticky fluid that shot out and inseminated her deepest depths. Temari moaned again, unable to muster the slightest resistance. Saul continued to use her like his personal bitch. She didn't resist any longer, just continuing to stare upwards with empty eyes.
Author's Note: That was a little darker than intended, but I think this chapter accurately reflects how Temari might actually act here. Also sorry it took so long to come out, I got home late from work due to having to work overtime. My coworker showed up really late -_-
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed the Ryona scene! Tell me the parts you did and didn't like if you actually read it! I know this one was pretty dark LOL.
Also this monster of a chapter was the length of two chapters, so no extra release later XD. I don't like splitting smut chapters after all. No sense in blue balling you guys.
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