Naruto stirred.
Barely.
His body was sore, aching in ways he couldn't name. His muscles twitched. His cock, somehow, was still thick — not hard, not soft, just waiting. His lips parted, breath shallow.
He didn't open his eyes yet.
But he felt it.
Warm hands.
Soft lips.
A tongue… on his thigh.
"Ugh… what…?"
"Shhh," came a silky voice. "Don't speak yet. You've been through a storm."
Another voice—deeper, sultry. "We're here to help you recover."
Naruto groaned.
He cracked one eye open—
And stared straight up at three strangers, all crouched around him like predators around prey.
One had dark cocoa skin and white hair tied in a tight braid, her cleavage pushed up in a black combat halter, eyes glinting with curiosity and heat.
The second had lightning tattoos trailing across her collarbone and under her breasts, her fingers already dancing lightly along Naruto's abdomen.
The third knelt between his legs.
Licking.
Slowly.
Deliberately.
From the base of his cock… to the tip.
"G-Guh—! Wh—who—"
"The Kumo welcoming party," the braided one purred. "You're Uzumaki Naruto. Our… diplomatic guest."
Naruto tried to move.
Couldn't.
Chakra strings—faint, gentle—held his limbs down. Nothing forceful. Just enough to keep him still while they worked.
"You're still leaking," the red-eyed kunoichi whispered, licking another bead of cum from his tip. "So much chakra inside you. Your cock's still radiating heat."
She kissed the head.
He twitched.
"Y-you shouldn't—"
"Shhh," the tattooed one cooed, straddling his thigh, grinding her soaked panties against him. "You just fucked your Uchiha companion into a coma. That's impressive."
The white-haired kunoichi knelt beside his face, cupping his jaw.
"And we're here to reward you."
They began slowly.
The red-eyed girl licked and kissed his cock—never rushing—trailing her tongue in figure-eights around the head, savoring every reaction.
The tattooed one kissed his chest, rubbing her nipples against his skin, moaning softly.
The leader sat on his face—softly—her pussy soaking through her thin shorts.
Naruto gasped. Her scent was rich, musky, lightning-sweet.
She ground down slowly.
"Breathe me in, fox boy."
He did.
And licked.
She shuddered.
"Oh gods, yes—he's good—"
His cock hardened fully now.
Helpless.
Hot.
Throbbing.
The red-eyed girl moaned, her breath hitching. "I can feel the chakra in your balls, Naruto… You're full again."
She mounted him.
No teasing now.
She sank down with a wet squelch, taking his full length in one go.
Her eyes rolled back.
"F-FUCK—"
The tattooed one moaned and kissed her, rubbing herself as she watched him stretch their comrade wide.
Above him, the white-haired leader rolled her hips on his tongue.
He sucked her clit.
She screamed.
The three moved as one.
Riding him.
Using him.
Worshiping him.
Kissing each other while fucking him in perfect tandem.
And Naruto—
Naruto could only moan.
Could only thrust.
Could only give.
Again.
And again.
Until the thunder rolled inside him…
And he came.
Hard.
The girl on his cock cried out as hot seed flooded her womb, squirting as her orgasm slammed through her.
The others moaned.
And licked his cum off each other's fingers.
He faded again.
Too much.
Too soon.
And as he blacked out, he heard the leader whisper:
"Your week here… has just begun."