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Chapter 82: Back on the road
🕑 Added 2025-07-10 18:25:20 +0000 UTCKoji breathed in the fresh air as they ran along on top of a random river, he was honestly still feeling a little tired from the three days of rest Yuki had ordered in the last little town.
Not that they had gotten much resting done, in fact, they hadn’t left their room for more than a few hours in total during those three days.
All that time locked in there wasn’t spent sleeping either, they barely had any sleep at all. No, the entire three days had been spent fucking one another.
From having Yuki crawl around on her knees, sucking him off, and then taking her on all four treating her like a bitch, with her calling him master, to her getting her revenge.
She had been relentless, and he had cried out for mercy as she tied him down and rode him until he feared his dick would break. She then spent an hour sitting on his face, having him eat his own cum out of her as she had her dinner, and that was just the beginning.
Hours melted together and days passed without breaks, dozens of positions, dozens of loads in all of her holes, he even got to try her ass, it was tight as damned hell.
They had spent every moment locked together, moaning in pleasure or pain, his entire back was carved up by her nails, and in return, he had covered her entire body with bite marks. There was hardly a spot on her body he hadn’t marked as his.
Now, however, he was regretting skipping out on sleep, because somehow Yuki, despite going as hard as he did, or even harder, she seemed full of energy, glowing even.
“I can’t believe she beat you. Are you even sure you are the Inuzuka here?” Kuro barked beside him as he ran.
“Please, she didn’t beat me, she just recovered faster, is all.” He didn’t accept that at all. He didn’t lose; she just didn’t work as hard as he did, was all. Yeah, it was her fault really.
“Koji, you better not be talking behind my back up there.” Yuki called out from her spot behind him.
“Well, technically, you are speaking behind my back.” He joked, only to yelp as a stone flew from her hand and hit his ass. “Hey!”
“Don’t be a smart ass.” Yuki said, causing both Haruto and Arata to laugh at his misfortune.
“You weren’t this cocky when I was fucking your ass. Aww!” He cried as another stone hit him, this time targeted at the back of his head.
“You deserved that one.” Even Kuro didn’t support him.
“One more word, Koji, and I will have you carry both Haruto and Arata for the rest of our mission.” Yuki threatened, and it was more than enough to have Koji lower his head.
They continued to run for another few minutes, no one saying anything. Just them, and the sound of the river running beneath their feet, the minutes giving Koji another chance to think.
Those three nights had without a doubt been the best in his entire life, and he still wanted more. Even though he pumped Yuki full of his seed, he was sure it wouldn’t stick.
Kunoichi had plenty of ways to prevent unexpected pregnancies. And while the Inuzuka clan had a few ways of getting past that, it required things, drugs he didn’t have with him.
Still, he wasn’t her to have his pups, no other woman could do it for him, not after Yuki, she was made for him, he just knew it.
“You are stinking of lust.” Kuro barked.
“Shut up.”
“Care to share with the rest of us?” Yuki asked, growing more curious about what Kuro was saying all the time.
“Nothing important, just talking about our scents.” Koji lied, but it did make Yuki shut up, because she knew well what kind of scents covered the two of them.
It had come up a lot over the past few days. Koji loved the scents, and even Kuro had been in quite a mood after smelling the ever-growing scents of lust and sex.
That was why Koji knew Yuki was the one, because she accepted Kuro, she allowed his tongue, and she offered her hand. They were still a few steps away from Kuro's goal, but Koji was sure they would reach their destination in time.
“Koji, hard left, now.” Yuki yelled, and Koji obeyed, shooting to the left, his feet leaving the rushing water, and instead hit trees as they cut into the wood.
“Large enemy force coming towards us, or rather, following the river, we were just in the way.” Yuki explained her call.
“Really? How many?” Koji asked.
“Didn’t let the full party enter my range, afraid they might notice, but at least two dozen.” Her words caused their guards to get up.
Because so many shinobi running around? On a river? That wasn’t normal, not at all.
They ran along the river to use it as a hiding place, leaving no tracks. Because water wasn’t good for leaving footprints on, though it also made it a lot harder for Koji and Kuro to smell things as the rushing river dispersed scents, both friendly and enemy.
Still, their running on the river was already abnormal, so for such a large enemy force to do it? highly suspicious.
“What’s the plan, partner?” Koji asked as they continued running further away from the river.
Yuki was silent for a few heartbeats as we moved through the trees, the sound of rushing water behind us growing quieter.
“We stay clear, that large a force? Even if they are just Genin, they could kill us, and there were plenty of chakra sources bigger than that.” She finally said, her voice low and sharp. “We send a clone out,” she formed a shadow clone that instantly separated from the group. “And we get away from them.
Koji nodded his head, and moved on, not slowing down at all, but now away from the river, he also started to drink in the scents around, trying to pick up anything of interest.
But he found it hard to ignore the scent of Yuki, or rather, how closely and deeply his scent covered her. She was smelling of him, broadcasting to the world who she belonged to.
She was just so amazing, and he wanted to bring her home, introduce her to the clan, his friends, and family.
The thought of Yuki standing proudly beside him, wearing her usual smug smirk while his mother grilled her with pointed questions, made Koji grin.
He knew she would handle it, his family would love her, her fire, the wildness in that girl.
He wanted that future. Really wanted it.
But first, they had to survive.
“Nothing new on scents,” he called back to the others as he slowly did his best to track a course through the landscape, trying to remember what he had seen on maps before they set out.
Sadly, he had to admit that he was paying zero attention when Yuki went over the plan and the surrounding terrain. So he was running blind.
Thankfully, the others didn’t say anything, so he assumed he wasn’t doing anything wrong.
“No trace of anyone else nearby. I think your detour did the trick.”
“Let’s hope,” she replied, not turning back. “I don’t like unknowns.”
“You just like control,” he teased.
He swore he could hear her roll her eyes. “Please, you are the one who…” she stopped herself.
Koji grinned like mad, knowing what she was about to say. He really had enjoyed his fun with Yuki, playing around for a while, and she looked good wearing nothing but a collar. “What was that?”
“Shut it, Koji, focus on the path ahead.” She growled and flicked another small stone at him, one he dodged this time.
Arata, still bandaged but steadier on his feet now, piped up from behind. “Any idea where they were headed? Think it was a patrol, or are they tracking someone?”
“Too tight for a patrol,” Yuki answered. “And they were moving in formation. I think it was a troop movement, likely something big has happened.”
Haruto's voice was quiet. “You think the war started in full?”
“I don’t know,” she admitted. “But I don’t think they are going after Konoha, not at most, they will take River, and hold the line.”
Koji frowned. “Won’t Konoha stop that?”
She shook her head. “River isn’t important, not for now, the Hokage will likely let them hold it until he is sure there isn’t anyone else attacking the land of fire itself.”
“That sucks,” Arata muttered, his voice taut. “We’ve been out here risking our asses for weeks, and they’re just gonna let Suna walk in and plant a flag?”
Yuki’s tone turned colder. “That’s the reality of war. You have to pick your battles carefully, look at the bigger picture, and sometimes, that means throwing away entire teams, so here it's just letting Suna benefit a little.”
Koji clicked his tongue but said nothing. He understood, but it still stung. All the blood, pain, and tension for ground they might not even hold by winter.
“Still,” Haruto added, “if they’re making open moves like this, we should assume things are going to get messier. Fast.”
“They already are,” Yuki said grimly. “So we gotta be careful, no messing around.”
“Not even a little? During the nights?” Koji couldn’t help but tease, hoping she would say yes, but fully expecting a no.
“Koji, be serious.” Was Yuki’s response.
“Oh, but I am, when it comes to making love with you, I’m always serious, and always giving it my all.” He made his voice deep, ending with a growl as he shamelessly flirted.
Yuki sighed—loudly, dramatically, and completely unimpressed.
“Koji, you are a walking hormone,” she said, sighing heavily.
Yet Koji didn’t care, just being able to breath in, and picking up the scent of hers, thoroughly mixed with his scent, a hint of Kuro’s mixed in, all three of them covered in the smell of the others, it made his heart skip a beat and a smile on his lips.
“We are in enemy territory, potentially surrounded, and you’re flirting like we’re already home.”
“I flirt better under pressure,” he shot back smoothly. “Life-and-death tension brings out my best lines.”
“I’ve read better lines in those smutty scrolls Kuro keeps under your bed,” Haruto added dryly.
“They’re not mine!” Koji barked, almost tripping over a root. “And Kuro can’t even read!”
“Woof,” Kuro said, the sound perfectly flat and entirely unconvincing.
“You traitor,” Koji hissed at him.
“Focus,” Yuki cut in again, voice sharp but still calm. “We need to figure out what's happening and decide what to do based on that. We still have a month before we are supposed to report in, and I would rather not spend it hiding in a hole.”
“I would gladly spend it in your hole.” Koji couldn’t help himself, and gladly accepted another stone shot at his ass.
Haruto decided to ignore Koji’s flirting for a minute to instead get the discussion back on track. “I guess we will keep moving until Yuki’s clone reports in.”
Yuki nodded, her tone switching smoothly into mission mode. “Exactly. We don’t engage, not unless we’re forced. Our objective now is to observe, survive, and if possible, gather information.”
Koji straightened a little, brushing off the sting from her latest stone, though the grin stayed on his lips. “Fine, Kuro and I will make sure nothing can sneak up on us.”
“Should I make sure you won’t sneak up on Yuki?” Kuro teased him as they jumped from one tree to another.
Koji ignored him; he was still riding high, nothing was ruining that, not Suna, not Kuro, nothing.
And then suddenly, he smelled something, something bad.
(End of chapter)
