After Mabui had recovered somewhat, Shun said, "Now, it's time for the main event."
Mabui nodded. "Mm."
Shun said, "Turn around."
Mabui obeyed without hesitation. She turned away, her back facing Shun—knees and hands on the ground.
Seeing the plump ass before him, Shun couldn't resist giving it a firm squeeze.
Mabui involuntarily let out a sound. "Mm..."
Seeing a shine from the corner of his eyes, Shun moved his hands towards the source. He stretched his fingerss towards Mabui's pussy and felt a wet touch.
Feeling the touch on her sensitive spot, Mabui let out a moan. "Ahh..."
Shun rubbed his two fingers together, feeling the sticky touch and said, "I thought I would have to get you ready but it seems you are already wet. Well, it saves time."
Shun guided his cock to Mabui's pussy's entrance and gently entered her.
Feeling a strange object stretch her pussy, Mabui gasped. "Ugh..."
Shun gently asked, "Does it hurt?"
Mabui stubbornly said, "It's fine. As a warrior of Kumogakure, this little pain isn't enough to make me give up."
Getting Mabui's green light, Shun moved further. His dick explored Mabui's insides bit by bit. With each discovery of new territory, Mabui felt a surge of pain but she managed to persevere.
'So big... It feels like I am being torn apart.' Mabui thought while clenching her fists.
Seeing that she was in pain, Shun comforted, "Don't worry. It'll feel good in a while."
By now, Shun had a plentitude of experience with virgins and could take them through the experience with the least amount of pain. Under his guidance, soon Mabui forgot about the pain and started to feel pleasure.
Thwack... Thwack...
Plap... Plap...
Amidst the sound of flesh colliding with flesh, Mabui's moans filled the room. "Ahn... Mmnn..."
There was no sign of pain on her face, only extreme pleasure.
Shun grasped both of Mabui's hands and started pounding away.
Plap...
Bang...
Thwack...
With Shun's vigorous thrusting, Mabui's generous breasts swung frantically. Unfortunately, Shun wasn't appreciating this wonderful sight right now as his attention was on her thick asscheeks. Every time he slammed his hips forward, the flesh on Mabui's butt rippled in a hypnotising manner.
Shun's frantic thrusts proved to be too much for Mabui to handle as she ultimately approached her climax.
She yelped, "Ahhh! I'm about to come."
Right after she said that, her body quivered as she let out her fluids.
"Ohhhhh!"
Shun said, "I'm also there."
Seeking release, he slammed deep within Mabui and let himself go, releasing his jizz inside her.
Shun exhaled. "Haa..."
— — —
Time flew by, and in a blink, it was the 57th year of Konoha.
Itachi, dressed in black clothes with the clan emblem, was walking slowly down the street, holding a several-month-old baby boy in his arms.
This baby boy was Kurenai's child, named Uchiha Ikki, only six months old, with a bewildered expression on his delicate, rosy face. He occasionally reached out his chubby little hands to grab Itachi's collar, letting out gurgling laughter.
"Ikki, be good, we're almost home." Itachi looked down at the child in his arms, his eyes exceptionally gentle, as if seeing a young Sasuke.
In these past years, he rarely participated in village missions, spending most of his time accompanying his younger brother and sister.
Last year, after Sasuke, Karin, and Shiryu turned 6 and were sent to the Ninja Academy by their father, he had a rare period of leisure. But not long after, Kurenai and Mei, successively gave birth to Ikki and Mirai.
He again voluntarily took on the responsibility of caring for his young siblings, picking them up, feeding them, and coaxing them to sleep daily, enjoying every moment of it. As a result, 13-year-old Itachi was still only a Chunin.
No one knew that this seemingly "idle" Chunin had already awakened his Three-Tomoe Sharingan, his strength far surpassing other ninjas of the same rank.
Itachi had always been low-key, unwilling to display his strength in front of others, and even less willing to get involved in the clan's power struggles, wishing only to protect his family and live a peaceful life.
"Itachi!" A clear female voice sounded from behind him.
Itachi turned his head to look. Izumi, dressed in a blue-purple outer garment, walked quickly towards him.
13-year-old Izumi had grown into a graceful young woman, with long black hair and the vivacity of a young girl on her face. She wore wrist guards on both hands and a Konoha ninja forehead protector on her forehead, clearly having just completed a mission.
Izumi was Itachi's deskmate and one of the rare geniuses in the clan. Not only had she awakened her Three-Tomoe Sharingan early, but she had also been promoted to Jonin due to her outstanding strength, becoming a key talent for the clan to nurture.
She ran to Itachi, her gaze instantly drawn to Ikki in his arms, her eyes lighting up. "This is Kurenai-sama's child, isn't he? His name is Ikki, right? He's so cute."
She leaned closer, carefully reaching out a finger to gently touch Ikki's cheek.
Ikki was not afraid of strangers. Instead, he giggled, and even tried to grab Izumi's finger.
Itachi looked at their interaction, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips.
He asked, "Yes, it's Ikki. Did you just return from a mission?"
Izumi smiled and nodded, her gaze slowly falling on Itachi. "Yes, I just completed a mission and was about to go home. I didn't expect to run into you here, what a coincidence. By the way, where are you taking Ikki?"
A gentle smile appeared on Itachi's face. He looked down at Ikkī in his arms and said, "I just took him out for a walk, and now I'm also preparing to go home."
Izumi's gaze was drawn by Ikki's adorable appearance, her eyes filled with anticipation and affection.
She hesitated for a moment, then said in a slightly pleading tone, "Itachi, can I hold him? I promise I'll be very careful, and I definitely won't hurt him."
Itachi was silent for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.
He carefully handed Ikki into Izumi's arms, cautioning, "Be careful, he just finished his milk, don't shake him too much."
Izumi quickly reached out to take Ikki, supporting Ikki's bottom with her left hand, her movements gentle. She let the little guy lie comfortably in her arm.
Ikki seemed to like her. Not only did he not cry or fuss in her arms, but he also reached out and grabbed Izumi's hair, laughing even more happily.
Looking at the warm scene before him, a hint of warmth rose in Itachi's heart.
He knew Izumi had feelings for him. Since their Ninja Academy days, Izumi often actively sought him out to discuss Ninjutsu, and occasionally even gave him homemade bento.
However, his heart was entirely devoted to his family, and he had never reciprocated those feelings.
Izumi held Ikki, gently rocking him, and said to Itachi, "Everyone in the clan thinks you only know how to accompany your younger siblings, and don't even perform many missions, saying you're wasting your talent."
Hearing this, Itachi paused. "Talent is enough if it's used to protect family. I'd rather watch them grow up than perform missions. You, on the other hand, are very impressive, becoming a Jonin at 13. The clan must have high expectations for you, right?"
Izumi stuck out her tongue, a hint of helplessness in her tone. "It's alright, just a lot more missions, and sometimes I miss home. Not like you, who can be with your family every day. By the way, how are Sasuke and the others at the Ninja Academy? Is anyone bullying them?"
When his younger siblings were mentioned, Itachi's eyes grew even gentler as he said, "Their strength is very great, no one dares to bully them. When they're on vacation, I'll take them to play with you."
Izumi's eyes lit up. "Really? That's wonderful."
As they chatted, they unconsciously walked to a small lake.
The sun was setting, golden afterglow spilled onto the lake, shimmering, and the peach blossom trees on the shore swayed in the wind, dropping pink petals.
Izumi sat on the grass by the lake, holding Ikki, while Itachi sat beside her, occasionally helping her adjust her posture for holding the baby to prevent Ikki from slipping.
After being in Izumi's arms for a long time, Ikki gradually became sleepy. He let out a yawn, rested his head on Izumi's shoulder, and slowly closed his eyes.
Izumi gently patted his back, her voice also lowered. "Itachi, have you ever thought about what kind of ninja you want to be in the future?"
Itachi looked at the lake, was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "I just want to protect my family, and protect the Uchiha. As long as everyone can be safe and happy, I can do anything."
Izumi looked at his serious profile, a slight stir in her heart.
She knew Itachi's strength far surpassed his appearance, and she also knew he possessed maturity and wisdom far beyond his peers.
She whispered, "Itachi, no matter what happens in the future, I will support you. If you need help, you can always find me."
Itachi turned to look at Izumi, a flicker of gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you, Izumi."
The sky gradually darkened, and the wind by the lake also became a bit cool.
Itachi carefully took the sleeping Ikki from Izumi's arms and said, "It's getting late, I should take Ikki home. Mother Kurenai must be worried."
Izumi nodded. She stood up, and watched Itachi's retreating figure holding Ikki, her heart full of reluctance.
Her cheeks flushed, and she bravely said, "Itachi! Next time… next time when you're free… can we… take Ikki out to play together again?"
Itachi looked at her expectant eyes and nodded slightly. "Okay."
After speaking, he held Ikki and turned to walk towards the palace.