The air in the tent crackled with chakra.
Tsunade stood at the threshold, golden chakra radiating from her every pore, eyes locked onto Naruto's twitching, cum-slicked cock like a weapon that had been stolen.
"Move," she said again.
The white-haired Kumo kunoichi—still seated on Naruto's chest, breasts gleaming with sweat and cum—smirked.
"Make me."
A beat passed.
Then chakra exploded.
Sakura charged first, fist glowing pink, slamming into the ground beside Naruto's head — just inches from the Kumo girl's thigh. The earth split, bedsheets flew, and everyone screamed.
But not from fear.
From heat.
Ino was on the tattooed girl instantly, shoving her down, straddling her face. "Let's see who can drain chakra better, bitch."
Temari swung her fan, blowing the red-eyed girl off Naruto's hips, pinning her to the wall with wind pressure.
"You ride him after you beg me."
Hinata slid beside Naruto, whispering his name as her hands glowed soft lavender, checking his pulse — and stroking his cock back to life.
He groaned.
Eyes fluttered open.
"…harem?"
Lady Jiraiya cackled from the rafters.
"Nah, baby boy. Battle harem orgy."
Tsunade stepped forward.
She yanked her top down, massive tits spilling free, glistening with chakra condensation.
"Everyone back. I'm taking him."
The Kumo leader rose, eyes wild.
"You'll have to go through me."
They clashed — not with fists.
But by straddling Naruto together.
One on his cock.
The other on his face.
Naruto screamed.
And was silenced by a flood of pussy.
Then all hell broke loose.
Sakura and the tattooed kunoichi were 69'ing in the corner, locked in a battle of tongues and moans, their slick thighs quivering as they sucked the fight out of each other.
Ino had two fingers in the red-eyed girl, growling, "Say his name. Say it."
Temari fucked herself on Naruto's knee, gripping his thigh with both hands, howling.
Hinata sat calmly on his chest, holding his hand, moaning softly as she grinded her soaked panties into his ribs.
Lady Jiraiya? Naked. Riding Sakura's face. Shouting encouragement like a coach.
And at the center?
Naruto.
Pinned beneath Tsunade and the Kumo leader, both riding him from opposite directions — pussy and mouth — bouncing in rhythm, chakra flaring with every twitch of his cock.
He came.
Hard.
Inside the Kumo kunoichi.
She screamed.
Tsunade came next—on his mouth—her entire body quaking.
But they didn't stop.
No one did.
The orgy-fight kept going — a storm of sweat, chakra, moans, and possessiveness.
Each girl marking him.
Claiming a round.
Fighting with pussy, mouth, chakra, and love.
And Naruto?
He blacked out.
Again.
With a smile on his cum-covered face.