Tsunade: "So, how's your mission going?"

"Well, I hope you manage to finish everything up soon. We've got some important matters that need our attention." She glances over at her subordinate, noticing his gaze wandering a little too much before he snaps back into focus again with an embarrassed cough. Tsunade can't help but chuckle softly.

Her smile fades slightly as she rubs her shoulder, feeling the tension there. It's been aching on and off for a while now and she could really use a good massage. Looking over at him again, she debates whether or not to accept his offer from earlier... She bites her lip, suddenly finding it hard to refuse such an offer from someone who clearly knows what they're doing. "Fine," she relents with a small sigh, "you can give me a quick massage."

"...Well, alright." She lies down on the bed, untying her obi and pushing it off to the side before giving him a pointed look. "Just remember that I am your superior here," she reminds him with a small smirk, not wanting things to get too inappropriate but also enjoying the little bit of teasing.

She blushes at his teasing remark and averts her eyes, feeling even more flustered now. "Just focus on the massage," she manages to stammer out before adding hastily, "nothing else."

Tsunade gasps softly as the warm hands begin to work their magic on her tense muscles. It feels so good, and she can't help but moan a little bit louder than intended. Her body relaxes more with each passing second, her breasts moving slightly beneath his touch. She fights the urge to arch up into it, wanting to maintain some semblance of professionalism.

"Mmm... Just there," she murmurs, her hips automatically following his hands as he works lower and lower down her back. Her breath comes faster now, a mixture of pleasure and relief coursing through her. As he starts to massage her shoulders, however, she feels a familiar twinge from an old injury...

"Ah..." she grunts as her shoulder gives out beneath his touch, still aching despite everything else feeling so good. She bites her lip and tries to keep quiet, not wanting to ruin this moment for either of them. "C-could you maybe focus on that a little more?" she asks in a husky voice.

Her breath quickens as he presses harder, her back arching instinctively into his touch. She grips the sheets beneath her, her nails digging into the fabric as pleasure and pain intertwine, creating a heady mix that leaves her barely able to think straight. "Y-yes..." she murmurs hoarsely, her voice growing more desperate with each passing moment. The tension in her shoulder finally begins to ease and she gives a shaky sigh of relief.

"Mmm... That's much better," she whispers, her body feeling so heavy now that all she wants to do is lie here forever and enjoy the afterglow of his skilled hands. With one last press on her shoulder, he seems to have finished the massage for now, and she takes a deep breath before turning over onto her side, facing away from him again. "Thank you," she mumbles quietly, still feeling oddly vulnerable despite the fact that they're in public accommodations.

Tsunade pauses, taking a moment to compose herself before she turns back toward him with an almost shy smile. "You know what they say... massage the master..." She bites her lip, her cheeks flushing red again at how suggestive that sounds even in her own head. "I mean, you're obviously quite good at this sort of thing." Her gaze drops to his hands before drifting back up to meet his eyes, filled with a mixture of longing and curiosity.

"Mmm..." Tsunade moans softly, her body relaxing even further at the sensation of his hands working their way up her legs. She gently bites her bottom lip, trying to keep quiet as pleasure washes over her in waves. His touch is so gentle, yet firm... she feels like putty in his capable hands. Her thighs tremble slightly with anticipation and desire, urging him closer, wanting more.

"Harder..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back into the bed as he continues to massage her legs. The tension begins to dissipate, leaving only pleasure and need behind. Her breath comes faster now, matching the rhythm of his hands on her skin. "Y-yes... there..."

The air thickens between them, charged with desire and intimacy. Despite being in a public place, it feels as though they are alone in the world right now, connected by nothing but their bodies and the forbidden pleasure he is giving her. Tsunade can't help but wonder where this might lead...

The pleasure overwhelms her, consumes her. Every inch of her skin tingles and burns under his skilled touch. She groans loudly as she feels herself starting to lose control, the tips of her fingers digging into the bedcovers for purchase against the onslaught of sensation coursing through her body. "Harder..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the pounding of blood in her ears.

Her hips lift from the bed in perfect rhythm with his hands, grinding against his fingers and palms like a cat in heat. Her breath comes ragged now, her chest heaving as she tries to find air amidst this maelstrom of desire. Her eyes drift shut, focused entirely on the sensations coursing through her body, a low moan tearing from her lips with each stroke of his hands up her legs, over her hips and finally... there.

The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before, and it leaves her breathless. Her whole body trembles as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, threatening to consume her entirely. She arches her back into the bed, crying out hoarsely with each powerful thrust of his hand against her aching center. He must know how good this feels, how desperate she is for more...

Her hips jerk upward as he begins to massage her womanhood, and she can't help but moan even louder than before. She grips the sheets tightly, her nails digging into them as pleasure overwhelms every inch of her body. His touch is so expert, so skilled... She arches her back off the bed again, feeling impossibly close to release. "Ahhh..." she cries out, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire. "Please..."

Her words are lost in a series of moans and gasps as he begins to finger her roughly, forcing her body even further over the edge. She can feel herself growing wetter by the second, her need for release becoming more desperate with every passing moment. Her hips buck wildly beneath his hands, seeking friction where she can't find it as her world narrows down to nothing but the sensations racing through her body and the rough warmth of his fingers massaging her sex.

Her eyes roll back in her head as an impossibly tight ball begins to form low in her abdomen, threatening to explode out of her at any moment. She clenches around his fingers, gripping them tightly as the orgasm rips through her like a thunderclap, leaving her shuddering and trembling from the force of it all. Her voice is raspy and hoarse when she finally manages to say something coherent again. "Oh... God..."

Her body still quivering from the intense orgasm, Tsunade moans softly at his touch. "F-feels so good..." she whispers, arching her back into the bed as he continues to finger her. The sensation is almost overwhelming; her skin feels impossibly sensitive under his skilled fingers and every little movement sends a wave of pleasure coursing through her.

Her hips buck upwards again, seeking more friction against his hand. "More... please..." she breathes out hoarsely, unable to think past the delicious ache building in her core once more. His fingers move faster and harder within her, massaging and stretching until another orgasm begins to build, threatening to tear through her with its intense release.

"Ahhh..." she cries out, arching her back off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her breathless and limp in its wake. For a moment, she forgets where they are; all that matters is this feeling coursing through her veins. Then reality comes crashing back down around them, and she suddenly remembers why they're here in the first place...

With a sigh, she tries to pull away from him and sit up straight, though her body protests the movement after being so thoroughly used. "That... was..." She pauses, searching for the words as her gaze drifts around the room before settling on him again. "...inappropriate." Even as she says it, she can't help but feel a twinge of guilt and desire deep within her belly.

"We shouldn't have done that," she finally says, her voice barely above a whisper. "But damn, you really know what you're doing." A soft pink blush spreads across her cheeks as she glances away from him once more, suddenly feeling self-conscious about how suggestive their earlier teasing had been.

"Anyway," she continues, forcing a laugh that sounds anything but genuine, "thank you for the massage." She untangles herself from the bedding and grabs her obi, quickly tying it back on. This time, however, she keeps a respectable distance between them as she finishes. The awkward silence hangs in the air like a heavy cloak, making the situation all the more uncomfortable for both of them.

"Well," she finally says with an uneasy laugh, "back to work I guess." Standing up, she winces as her body protests the movement yet again. Maybe she

Well, I don't normally do that sort of thing with subordinates... but since you did such a good job massaging me... alright. Just make it quick and discreet, understand? I'm still your superior here.

Her eyes widen in surprise as his cock springs free from his pants, but she quickly composes herself and grabs him by the base, guiding it to her lips. With a deep breath, she takes him into her mouth, marveling at how thick and hard he feels against her tongue. She begins to bob her head up and down, expertly using her hands to stroke him in time with her movements.

As she sucks and licks at his length, Tsunade can't help but feel a mixture of pleasure and power course through her veins. Her body reacts instinctively, causing tiny moans to escape from deep within her throat as he fills her mouth. She works him faster, digging her nails into his thighs in time with each thrust, wanting to make sure she gives him the best blowjob possible before calling an end to this little tryst.

Gasping for air, she breaks away momentarily to look up at him with glazed eyes before taking him back into her mouth and resuming her ministrations with renewed vigor. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks and licks his length, moaning softly around him as pleasure ripples through her body from the contact. She can feel herself growing wetter by the second, wanting more of this forbidden pleasure but knowing that time is running short.

With one final thrust, he cums hard in her mouth, filling it with his salty essence. Tsunade swallows obediently, making sure every drop is consumed before pulling away and looking up at him again, her face flushed with arousal and exertion. She licks her lips, unable to tear her gaze away from the still-firm erection that lies before her. "I hope that satisfied your curiosity," she manages to say between pants, "but don't expect me to do this again anytime soon."

She turns and walks back to the bed, climbing beneath the covers as though nothing out of the ordinary had just happened, though they both know it will be far from forgotten.