Naruto's back in the village after three years of hardcore training with Jiraiya, and now he's teaming up with Sakura for Kakashi's classic bell test.
Yup, the same old challenge, but it's still wiping the floor with them! They've been at it since the sun came up, and now it's pitch-dark, in the middle of the night.
In a quiet forest clearing, under the shadow of a massive tree, the only sounds are the soft rustle of leaves and Naruto and Sakura's heavy breathing. They're sprawled out on the ground, totally wiped, after a whole day of chasing those tricky bells—and still coming up empty.
Naruto flopped onto the grass, arms spread out, eyes fixed on the starry sky. He let out a loud, over-the-top sigh.
"Ugh, this bell test is gonna be the end of me! We've been at it all day and still haven't even touched those dumb bells!" His voice was full of frustration, but there was still that fire in him — stubborn as ever, not ready to give up.
Sakura sat beside him with her legs crossed, still tense. She kept messing with her ninja pouch, clearly deep in thought.
"He's too fast,"she muttered, shaking her head.
She slammed her fist into the giant tree trunk beside her, grumbling under her breath.
"Every time we make a move, he's already got us figured out. It's like Kakashi-sensei knows what we're doing before we even do it."Her voice was annoyed but focused — always thinking, always trying to find a better plan.
Naruto shot her a pouty look, his face all scrunched up in frustration.
"Come on! I didn't train my butt off with Pervy Sage for three years just to get wrecked like this! How are we supposed to beat a guy who's basically a ninja ghost?!"he complained, his voice loud and dramatic, like always — full of energy, even when whining.
Sakura let out a long sigh and rubbed her forehead like she was getting a headache.
"That's why we need to think, Naruto,"Sakura said, her tone sharp as she tried to keep him on track.
"Not just charge in like some raging bull. I bet he's watching us right now, just waiting for us to mess up."
Her voice had that bossy edge again — the one she always used when she was trying to take control of a situation.
Naruto's eyes darted around the trees, suddenly looking nervous.
"Watching? From where? The trees? The shadows? Oh man… what if he's right behind us?!" he whispered loudly, voice jumping with that mix of panic and playful drama only he could pull off.
Sakura whipped her head around, glaring at him.
"Don't creep me out like that, you idiot!"she snapped, lowering her voice just in case Kakashi reallywasnearby.
Naruto gave her a goofy grin, trying to lighten the mood.
"Heh, just kidding, Sakura-chan. But seriously... my brain's fried trying to figure this out."His voice was playful, but there was a tired honesty behind it — he really was out of ideas.
Sakura groaned and stretched her arms high above her head, then leaned back against the rough bark of the tree with a yawn.
"Ugh, I'm so over this. My head's pounding, and I've got nothing."Her voice was flat, worn out. Still practical as always, but softer now — more from exhaustion than frustration.
As she stretches, her shirt lifts slightly, revealing her armpit, glistening in the dim moonlight after a long, sweaty day of fighting. Her skin is flushed pink from hours of dodging, punching, and flipping through the forest.
Sweat coats the smooth curves, tiny droplets catching the light as they slide down the soft hollow where her arm meets her torso. The area's a bit red from all the action, with faint streaks of dirt smudged along the edges from diving to avoid Kakashi's attacks.
The sweat pools in the creases, creating a slick, shiny look that feels oddly intimate in the quiet night. A faint musky scent wafts from her, raw and heavy from pushing her body to the limit, with a few tiny hairs sticking to the damp skin, adding a rugged edge.
Naruto glances over, and his eyes lock onto her armpit like he's been hit with a genjutsu. His breath catches, and he swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as he takes in every detail—the sweat tracing her skin's curves, the flushed redness, the way the moonlight makes it glisten.
His heart pounds, palms sweaty, and his brain short-circuits. He knows he shouldn't stare, but he's caught in a mix of embarrassment and intense fascination, his body reacting in ways he didn't expect.
Sakura notices the sudden silence—Naruto not whining is a major red flag—and cracks one eye open. She catches him staring, his face frozen in a trance. Her expression shifts from confused to outright *what the heck*.
"What the!? Naruto! What are you staring at?!"she snaps, her voice sharp and accusing, her fiery temper flaring.
Naruto jolts like he's been zapped, whipping his head away so fast he nearly falls over. His face turns bright red, and he stammers, trying to cover it up.
"Uh—n-nothing! I wasn't staring! I just thought I saw a shadow, y'know? Maybe Kakashi-sensei sneaking around or something!"
With an explaining gesture, His voice is high-pitched, a nervous mess, but his eyes betray him, flicking back to her armpit.
Sakura narrowed her eyes, lowering her arms and quickly folding them, tucking them close to her sides. Her expression tightened somewhere between annoyed and genuinely confused.
"You're acting super weird right now, Naruto." Her tone is suspicious, like she's trying to figure out what's gotten into him.
Naruto chuckles nervously, rubbing the back of his neck, but his eyes keep darting to her now-hidden armpit.
The way her shirt clings to the damp creases makes his mouth go dry. His grin was shaky, lopsided—and a trickle of drool slipped from the corner of his lips.
He didn't even notice, too busy stealing glances at Sakura's underarm, his mind wandering to something totally inappropriate.
"Hm hm hm… ufffff…. hehehe,"Naruto chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous spark.
Sakura's eyes widened, spotting the drool and his creepy stare.
"Okay, seriously, Naruto, you're really creeping me out! What's wrong with you?!"Her voice was razor-sharp, a mix of disgust and exasperation, her no-nonsense attitude kicking into high gear.
She glanced around, confused, trying to figure out what he was staring at. Naruto quickly wiped his mouth, his face flushing a deeper red. He let out a nervous laugh, trying to play it cool, but it came out wobbly.
"H-hey, chill, Sakura-chan! I didn't mean to be weird! It's just…"He trailed off, his brain scrambling for an excuse, but, as usual, his filter was nowhere to be found.
"Do your armpits always look so… shiny after fighting?"he blurted, his voice hesitant, like he knew he was stepping into a minefield.
Sakura's jaw dropped, her expression shifting from annoyed to utterly baffled.
"My armpits? Shiny?! Huuuuuh?" Said her in her mind, weirded out.
"Naruto, what are you talking about?!"She instinctively tucked her arm closer, her cheeks burning with a mix of embarrassment and anger, her voice hitting a high, incredulous pitch.
"Uh, I mean… it's been three years since I last saw you, y'know? So, maybe, uh, I noticed something… different? It just kinda caught my eye,"Naruto stammered, rubbing the back of his neck, his face practically glowing red.
Sakura raised her left arm, inspecting it with a frown, then rubbed it with her right finger.
"What do you mean by shiny? Looks pretty normal to me,"she muttered, shooting Naruto a skeptical look, her tone laced with suspicion.
As Sakura absentmindedly rubbed her finger against her armpit, Naruto's eyes widened, his imagination spiraling into wild, untamed territory. His cheeks burned brighter than a Hidden Leaf sunset, and he couldn't peel his gaze away.
"Whoa, holy—THAT'S SO FREAKIN' HOT—uh, I mean, NO, NO, NO!"he yelped, flailing his arms like a windmill in a storm, desperately trying to backtrack.
"I didn't mean it like that! I'm sorry, Sakura-chan!"His voice cracked, teetering between panic and his usual goofy bravado.
"I just meant… it's, like, super cool, y'know?"he stammered, words tumbling out in a chaotic jumble.
"After all that fighting, with you kicking kakashi sensei's butt back then, it's just… intense! Like, your armpits looks so ninja-level intense!"His eyes darted back to her armpit, betraying his attempt to sound casual, as his nervous babbling took over.
Sakura froze, staring at him like he'd just sprouted a second head. Her hand slowed, still absentmindedly rubbing her armpit, as her expression morphed from irritation to pure, baffled disbelief.
"Cool? COOL?!"Her voice sliced through the night, sharp as a kunai, laced with a mix of scolding and utter confusion.
"Naruto, are youseriousright now?"
She thrust her arm up, gesturing at her armpit with an exasperated huff.
"Look at this! It's just like any other normal armpit, you knucklehead! What's so 'cool' about it? You're acting like you've never seen my armpit before!"
Her eyes narrowed, a spark of suspicion flaring."Hmph. I swear, three years training with that master Jiraiya must've turned you into some kind of weirdo!"
Naruto slumps, looking like a scolded puppy, but his eyes keep stealing glances at her armpit, like he's drawn to it against his will. The tension's thick, and the forest feels smaller, the air heavy. He takes a deep breath, trying to sound casual.
"Okay, I'm sorry! But… can I just… maybe… smell it?" His voice is small, almost pleading, his face a mix of guilt and desperate curiosity.
Sakura froze, her eyes ballooning to cartoonish proportions. Her arms slowly went down.
"Smell it?! You want to smell my armpit?!"she shrieked, her voice piercing the night so sharply it sent a flock of birds exploding from the treetops.
"Naruto, have you completely lost your freaking mind?! Why do you want to smell my armpits?"Her fists clenched, knuckles whitening, looking ready to launch him straight into the next village with one punch.
Naruto threw his hands up, panic mode in full overdrive.
"I know, I know! It sounds bad! I don't even know why I said it!" he yelped, words tripping over each other like a clumsy genin.
"It's just… all that sweat and armpit scent from training, it's like… I dunno, your sleeveless top lets the smell burst out, no filter, y'know? I'm just thinkin'—Kakashi-sensei's nose is sharper than the whole Inuzuka clan! I'm tryin' to make sure he can't sniff us out! Like, what if your armpit smell is giving us away? I just wanna check the smell to, uh, protect our stealth!"
His face was a desperate mix of stubborn Naruto logic and pure, unfiltered chaos, his eyes still sneaking guilty glances at her arm.
Sakura snapped, chucking a rock at him with deadly aim. It whizzed past his ear as she let out a long, exasperated sigh, like she was wrangling a hyperactive toddler.
"Ugh, shut up! What kind of nonsense are you spewing now?!"she barked.
Then she angrily shows her left armpit.
"Look, I've been wearing sleeveless tops forever, Naruto, and nothing like that's ever happened—not in training, not on missions! And for your information, I always wear deodorant, so you're saying my armpits stink now, huh?!"Her voice was a mix of outrage and disbelief, her glare daring him to dig his grave deeper.
Naruto is scared, looking guilty but still stealing glances at her arm. Sakura's face twisted as she imagined him sniffing her own armpit, then fake-gagged dramatically.
"Yuck! That's not happening—it's next-level weird"she snapped.
"And how the heck do you even know what kind of scent a ninja like Kakashi-sensei can detect? You're not some smell-tracking expert!"
She groaned, rubbing her face with her free hand, clearly torn between decking him and just giving up.
Then, almost on instinct, she lifted her arm slightly, gave her armpit a quick sniff, and muttered under her breath,
"Ugh… okay, maybe it does stink a little… ew."She froze, her cheeks flushing as she realized what she'd just admitted.
Naruto's eyes lit up, his puppy-like enthusiasm bursting through despite the absurdity.
"Yeah, I know, I know, Sakura-chan, I'm sorry!"he said, practically bouncing now.
"But, It's just… when I was training with Pervy Sage, he was always goin' on about how ninja gotta use all their senses, right? Like, he'd make me sniff out different herbs in the forest to 'sharpen my instincts' or whatever!"
Sakura listened while crossing her arms below her chest.
"One time, he even had me track this weird-smelling toad for three days straight! I'm telling you, I feel like i'm practically a pro at this smell stuff now! i just.. need to know if the smell will give us away or not… like, you know… "
"So… Please, just one quick sniff? I swear I'll never bring it up again I swear!"His voice was earnest, his hands waving wildly as he tried to justify his bizarre request with classic Naruto flair.
Sakura stared at him, her expression a mix of exhaustion and disbelief.
After a long, awkward pause, she muttered,"Ugh… I can't believe I'm even considering this. You're so gross, Naruto."
She hesitated, then slowly lowered her right hand, slightly exposing her left armpit again, her face screaming reluctance.
"Fine. One second. One tiny sniff. And if you make this any weirder, I'm knocking you out cold, got it?"Her voice was low, dripping with authority, like she was laying down in ironclad law.
Naruto's eyes light up, but he tries to play it cool, scooting closer on his knees. His heart's pounding as he leans in, staring at her armpit—the slick sweat, the flushed curves, the musky scent already hitting him.
With a hesitant but daring move, Naruto gently grab sakura's left arm and lifted it
Naruto stared at every curve in Sakura's left armpit, gazing at the beautiful sight.
"Come on, what's wrong? You said you wanna sniff it, What are you waiting for? Don't just stare at my armpit like a total weirdo."
Naruto trembled. "O-okay, okay." Then he moved behind her and raised both of her arms high above her head, fully exposing her armpits.
The sharp, intense scent of her post-training sweat hit him like a chakra-charged punch—overpowering, wild, and strangely captivating. His nose twitched, caught in a weird tug-of-war between repulsion and fascination, but he pressed on, his curiosity outweighing his better judgment.
Slowly, his hands slid from her elbows down to her armpits, his fingers brushing the taut muscles and soft, sweat-slick skin. Naruto's touch lingered, tracing the contours with an almost reverent focus.
His fingers danced lightly over her armpits, and Sakura let out a stifled giggle, her arms trembling as she squirmed.
"I-Idiot! Y-You'reticklingme!" she sputtered, her voice a mix of embarrassment and irritation.
"Why are yourubbingyour fingers like that? How does that even work for sniffing?!"
Naruto, undeterred, kept playing with his fingers, trembling himself as the soft, slick skin of Sakura's armpit brushed against his fingertips.
"Ah, uhmm, t-this is just part of it, y'know!"he stammered, his voice a nervous jumble.
"Like, every object's got its own… uh, way of being checked out! So I gotta do this to, uh, get to know!"
His words were pure Naruto nonsense, but his eyes stayed glued to her armpit, his face a mix of determination and awkward fascination.
Sakura squirmed harder in the awkward position, her face twisting in disgust.
"For fuck's sake, Naruto!"she snapped, her fiery temper barely held back.
"Just hurry up and sniff it already before Kakashi-sensei catches us like this! This is beyond disgusting!"
She shot him a glare over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and rage, looking ready to knock him into next week if he pushed her any further.
Naruto inched his face closer, his breath hitching as he took a long, slow sniff, followed by a louder, almost comical snort, pulling in the raw, post-battle aroma of Sakura's armpit.
The salty, earthy tang flooded his senses, hitting him like a tidal wave of pure ninja grit. His head spun, a dizzying rush coursing through him, his body heating up as his heart pounded like a taiko drum. His breath came out shaky, the overwhelming sensation dragging him deeper into this bizarre, trance-like moment.
Sakura squeezed her eyes shut, refusing to even glance at Naruto as he sniffed her armpit.
"U-ughhh…gross," she groaned, her voice a mix of disgust and her body tensing as she tried to block out the absurdity of the situation, her cheeks burning brighter than ever.
Naruto, lost in the moment, kept his face buried close to Sakura's armpit, sniffing far beyond the promised one-second mark. One minute stretched into what felt like an eternity, his loud, exaggerated sniffs filling the quiet forest with an almost comical intensity.
The raw, salty tang of her post-battle sweat consumed him, his eyes half-lidded as he leaned in deeper, completely oblivious to the ticking clock of Sakura's patience.
Sakura's body went rigid, her free hand twitching like she was one second away from shoving him into a tree.
"Enough,enough, Naruto! That's ENOUGH—get away!" she hissed, her voice a sharp cocktail of shock, disgust, and a strange.
Her face burned red, her eyes still squeezed shut, as she fought the urge to either punch him or just bolt from the scene entirely.
Naruto was totally lost in the moment, his self-control gone like a puff of smoke. Without thinking, his tongue slipped out, licking a slow, careful line across Sakura's sweaty armpit up and down. The salty, earthy taste hit him, a mix of sweat, dirt, and her natural scent, making his head spin.
Sakura's eyes popped wide, her jaw dropping as she watched Naruto—Naruto—licking her armpit. She stood frozen, too shocked to speak, her mind blank as she stared at the unbelievable scene, unable to find a single word to say.
Naruto licking a slow, deliberate stripe across her damp armpit, tasting the salty sweat mixed with dirt and her natural flavor.
"Mmm… damn, Sakura-chan… your armpits are so salty… mmhmm," Naruto mumbled, his voice low and almost reverent as his tongue glided over her slick armpit skin.
His breath came out hot and shaky, the warm, damp creases under his tongue driving him wild. A low groan escaped him, his body reacting intensely, a noticeable bulge straining against his pants.
Sakura remained frozen, her wide eyes locked on him, still too stunned to speak, her mind reeling from the sheer absurdity and shock of Naruto's actions.
Then, after what felt like an eternity, her shock exploded. "GWAAAAAHHH! Naruto, you—what the fuck?!"
She shrieked, jerking her arm back and lunging forward, grabbing him by the collar with both hands, her face blazing with fury and disgust.
She pulls him close, her face inches from his, her green eyes blazing with fury.
"You saidsniff! Why the hell did you lickit, you disgusting freak?! This is unforgivable!"she screams, shaking him by the collar, her voice sharp and venomous, her fiery temper cranked to eleven.
"you're dead, you're dead, you're dead!"
Naruto's eyes are still glazed, mesmerized by the glistening sweat on her armpit, the musky scent lingering in his nose.
His mind's spiraling, caught in a haze of awe and impulse. Before he can stop himself, he blurts out,"Sakura-chan… I know this sounds crazy, but… can I… rub my… my dick on your other armpit? Just the right one? Please!"
His voice is raw, desperate, and totally Naruto—impulsive and unfiltered, his face a mix of nervous awe and reckless honesty.
Sakura's jaw drops, her eyes widening so much they might pop out.
"Rub your whaton my armpit?!"she shrieks,
She then punches him hard, sending him tumbling onto the grass with a thud, a red mark blooming on his cheek from the force. Her fists clench, chakra sparking around her knuckles, her body shaking with rage.
"Are you completely insane, Naruto?! You just licked one like a total creep, and now you want to—what?!"
"you freaking pervert! I'm gonna crush your balls so hard they burst! I'll punch them until you're crying and bleeding, you moron! I'm marching straight to Lady Tsunade and spilling every detail of this disgusting mess to her and the entire village, and you'll be begging for mercy while scrubbing prison floors untilyou're old and gray i swear!"
Her voice is a fiery explosion, her usual take-charge attitude dialed up to max.
Hearing Tsunade words, Naruto's eyes go wide with pure terror, his face paling as he scrambles back on the grass, hands up in total surrender.
"S-Sakura-chan, no! Please, don't hit me! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! It was an accident—I swear on all the ramen in Konoha, I'll never do it again! Mercy, mercy! Don't tell Granny Tsunade, she'll skin me alive!"he begs, his voice cracking with fear, waving his hands frantically like a scared kid, his usual goofy energy replaced by desperate panic.
"S-Sakura-chan! I-I didn't mean for this! It just… happened!"he stammers, his voice cracking with panic and embarrassment, his big blue eyes wide with desperation.
Sakura towers over him, her green eyes locked on his crotch, her hands glowing with chakra, ready to throw a punch that'll make him wish he'd never been born
But then, her gaze drops lower, and her fury freezes mid-rant. She spots the blatant bulge straining against Naruto's pants, thick and hard, practically bursting through the fabric.
She leaped back and her jaw drops,"Kyaaaa!"and she stares a moment too long, her mind reeling.
Is this idiot… actually getting hard from licking my armpit?!" she thinks, her inner voice a mix of disbelief and outrage.
Sakura freezes, her chest heaving, her face a storm of rage, shame, and a flicker of something darker she's fighting to ignore.
"That's it, I'm done—I'm out of this stupid training! Talk to me again, and I swear I'll crush your balls so hard you'll never walk again!"
Her voice is venomous, but her eyes keep flicking to the throbbing bulge in his pants, betraying a spark of twisted curiosity as she begins to walk away.
"No way! How could he… This is beyond disgusting, so fucking disgusting"muttered sakura over and over.
Naruto scrambles forward on his knees, grabbing her wrist gently but desperately.
"No, no, no, Sakura-chan, wait! Don't go!"he pleads, his blue eyes wide and glistening with a mix of fear and chaotic need.
"I'm begging you—don't walk away! I know it's crazy, but I can't stop thinking about how amazing your armpits looks! T-The way it shapes, the sweat, the curves—it's like… Gosh! Please, just… can I do that… on your other armpit? Just the right one? I swear, I'm losing it here!"said naruto as he stare at her armpit from behind
His words spill out in a frantic, unfiltered rush, his face flushed with embarrassment but burning with his signature reckless honesty, his gaze locked on her glistening right armpit, shimmering under the moonlight.
Sakura whips around, her eyes widening in sheer disbelief. "Dowhat?!" she shrieks, her voice slicing through the forest like a thrown shuriken.
"R-rub my… my dick… on your right sweaty armpit,"Naruto stammers, his voice barely above a whisper, his face turning an even deeper shade of red.
Sakura falls silent, stunned, her jaw practically hitting the ground as she processes his words.
Naruto scoots closer on his knees, hands clasped like he's begging a furious deity, his voice breaking with desperation.
"Please, Sakura-chan! I'll do anything! I'll give you all my ramen money—every last yen, everything! Just let me feel it, that sweaty armpit… it's so perfect after all that training. I'm going crazy here!"
His cock twitches visibly in his pants, the bulge straining hard, and his eyes remain locked on her arm, pleading with every ounce of his chaotic energy.
Sakura froze, her jaw practically hitting the dirt as she processed his words, her gaze accidentally dropping to his crotch. Her face burned with embarrassment, and for a moment, the forest fell dead silent, the tension so thick it could choke a tailed beast.
She bit her lip, her mind racing.
"This is Naruto", she thought.
The same idiot who'd thrown himself in front of a giant sake for her, who'd spent three years training to keep his promise to bring Sasuke back—for her, for Team 7. His dumb, reckless heart was always out there, bare and unfiltered, even if it led to moments as insane as this.
And deep down, Sakura knew Naruto's loyalty ran deeper than anyone's. He'd never betray her trust, no matter how ridiculous this was. Plus, she couldn't ignore how exhausted they both were from Kakashi's bell test.
She then looked at her closed armpits for a second and finally, she groaned, rubbing her face with her free hand, her voice low and dripping with defeat.
"I can't believe I'm even considering this, you absolute freak,"she muttered.
"Okay listen little brat, since you've always had my back. Through every mission, every stupid promise, every time I thought we'd never make it…"
Her tone was sharp and reluctant, then she pointed at him in fearful expression
"So, fine. One time. And if you breathe a single word of this to anyone—Sensei, Ino, Lady Tsunade, anyone—Got it?"
Naruto stared at her, his eyes wide with disbelief, Then, in a burst of excitement, he leaped to his feet, hands grabbing her shoulders.
"S-S-S-Sakura-chan, are you serious?! Y-You're really gonna let me… slide my?!"His voice cracked, teetering between shock and pure, chaotic joy.
Sakura shot him a glance, then quickly looked away to the left, her face a mix of embarrassment and forced indifference.
"yea.. yea… You owe me big, Naruto. Like, 'I'll-never-ask-for-anything-again' big. Now hurry up before I change my mind."
Naruto then jumps around in excitement.
"Holy molly.. Sakura-chan, you're seriously the best!"he blurted, his voice high and jittery, barely containing his excitement.
"W-Whatever, it's just an armpit so.. I don't see it as a big deal even though it's still hella disgusting.."she rolled her eyes.
"but still, you're such a weirdo. You know that? dont u ever think i enjoy this! Who even wants to slide their dick in sweaty, stinky armpits? Eugh!""she grumbled, her voice tight, confused face.
"I'm gonna owe you forever, I swear! I will protect you forever! You're like… the ultimate teammate!"His heart pounded so hard he could feel it in his throat, his pants painfully tight.
He stole a quick glance around the dark forest, making sure Kakashi wasn't lurking around–All clear.
Sakura sank to her knees, her face glowing red, lips pressed into a tight, grumpy line. She looked like she was regretting every life choice that led to this moment.
"This is officially the weirdest thing I've ever done,"she muttered, her voice low and shaky, like she was half-talking herself out of bolting.
Sakura lifted her right arm, hesitantly sniffing her own armpit, her face twitching with a nervous edge. Her eyes flicked to the ground, trying to hide the burning embarrassment creeping up her cheeks.
"I must be crazy to let you do this,"she muttered, her voice shaky but sharp.
"ugh, so gross. Gross, gross, gross! My armpits are gonna stink even worse after this"
Naruto's breath hitched, his chest heaving as he gently grabbed her arm, holding it up to perfectly expose her armpit.
"Hey, one time thing, okay?"Said sakura, looking at naruto in the eyes
"O-okay.. Sakura-chan.. this is only time thing and i'll never bring this up again, anytime, anywhere, i swear.."said Naruto.
With sakura arm up, her musky unlickened armpit scent slammed into him like a tidal wave, making his head spin and his cock throb painfully in his pants.
His hand trembled as he fumbled with his zipper, yanking it down in a clumsy rush.
In seconds, His cock suddenly sprang free hit Sakura's face. His penis is thick and hard, the head glistening with pre-cum that dripped in a slow, sticky bead.
Sakura's eyes darted to his erection, her face flushing a deeper red, her mouth dropping open in shock."Naruto, oh my god!"
she snapped, her voice sharp but cracking with embarrassment.
"I can't believe I'm actually letting you do this. This is so wrong!"
Her words dripped with frustration, but her gaze lingered on his throbbing length for a split second before she tore her eyes away, her cheeks practically glowing in the moonlight.
She put her right armpit up again and said,"H-Here… my armpit… rub it here…"
But then, the tension shattered with a ridiculous twist.
Naruto, lost in the heat of Sakura's stare, wiggled his hard cock right in front of her face and rubbed it onto his cheeks.
A goofy grin spread across his lips.
"Hehehe, uff, Sakura-chan, your stare's so hot! Mwehehehe! I'm so turned on right now,"he teased.
His voice was playful, and he was totally clueless about the line he'd just crossed.
Sakura's face twisted into a funny mix of disgust and shock.
"YOU FUCKING IDIOT! DON'T RUB YOUR STINKY ASS DICK ON MY FACE!"she yelled, her patience breaking like a twig.
In a flash, she threw a quick, light but powerful punch right at Naruto's balls.
It sent him doubling over, rolling around on the grass while clutching himself in pain.
Naruto crumpled to the ground, grabbing his crotch with a scrunched-up face full of agony.
"Aw, awa, wa, owww! Fuck, fuck, it hurts! My balls… aghhh… Gosh, Sakura-chan, it huuuurts!"
Sakura just stared at him in silence, her gaze full of disgust as she grumbled under her breath.
"RUB ON ARMPIT ONLY OR NOTHING AT ALL! YOU GOT THAT!?"Shouted sakura.
But after a few moments, he shook it off. His horny determination kicked back in. His eyes locked onto her armpit again. He walked over to her and started moving his penis closer.
A drop of pre-cum fell, landing on the slick curve of her armpit skin. It slid down in a thin, shiny trail, mixing with her sweat.
Sakura's eyes snap to it, her face twisting in disgust.
"Ugh, Naruto! That's so nasty! Your… stuff is on me.. UGH fucking god dammit!"Her voice is high-pitched, a mix of horror and irritation, and she tries to pull her arm back, but Naruto's gentle grip holds it steady.
"gah, so-sorry.. I didn't mean to!"Naruto blurts, his voice cracking as he tries to focus, but he's mesmerized by the sight—his pre-cum mixing with her sweat, making her armpit even slicker.
Sakura glares at him, her green eyes narrowing, but her arm stays raised, trembling slightly.
"Just… do whatever you're gonna do and get it over with!"Her voice is sharp.
Naruto swallows hard, his throat dry, and leans in, pressing the head of his cock against her armpit. The warm, sweaty skin feels like a spark against him, soft and slick, and he lets out a shaky,
"da-damn, this is…"His body tenses, a shiver running through him as he starts to rub, slow and cautious, like he's testing something fragile.
The sensation is wild—hot, wet, and so weirdly intense it makes his head spin. Sakura's arm twitches slightly, the ticklish feeling catching her off guard, and she squeaks, her face scrunching up.
"hey that tickles! Can't you just rub it more slowly?"she snaps, her voice sharp but flustered.
"my armpit feels so weird, like… ugh, it's all slimy and gross!"
Naruto can't help himself, his eyes glued to the sight—his cock sliding against her sweaty armpit, the sweat and pre-cum mixing into a slick, shiny mess.
He pauses after a few strokes, staring at how her sweat clings to his skin, his cock red and throbbing against her flushed armpit.
"Sakura-chan…"he mumbles, his voice low and almost reverent,
"your sweat's all over my dick. It's… kinda hot."His usual goofy tone creeps in, but it's laced with raw, nervous excitement.
"Hot?!"Sakura's voice spikes, her eyes flashing with irritation as she glares at him.
"Hot, you say?! Naruto, you do realize you're fucking an ARMPITS right!? it's fucking disgusting! And it stinks so bad! I'll be showering for a week after this mess!"
She looks away, her cheeks burning, but her eyes flick back to the slick trail on her armpit, grimacing as she watches his cock move against her skin.
Her arm twitches again, the ticklish sensation making her squirm, and Naruto lets out a soft,"ah.."the movement sending a jolt through him.
"Fu-fuck.. this is amazing.. feels so good.. I-I can't stop,"Naruto mumbles, his voice hoarse as he starts rubbing again, still slow, savoring every slick inch of her armpit.
After a few more rubs, his hips start to move faster, the sensation overwhelming him as he loses his careful control. The slick friction of her sweaty armpit is too much, and he picks up the pace, rubbing up and down with steady, eager strokes.
The wet sound of skin against skin echoes in the quiet forest, and his cock throbs harder, the head swollen and leaking more pre-cum with every pass.
Her armpit is bright red now, raw from the constant rubbing, the sweat and pre-cum blending into a slick sheen that coats them both.
"Mhmmm.. Sakura-chan…"Naruto groans, his voice cracking as his hips twitch, the rhythm growing more urgent.
"It's just… your armpit's scent, mixed with my… well, cock juice… it's so warm and slippery, I'm kinda losing it here!"
His eyes are wide, locked on her armpit, the red, irritated skin driving him wild. His usual goofy grin is gone, replaced by a look of pure, overwhelmed need.
Sakura remains frozen, her body stiff and awkward, her face turned away as she stares into the dark forest, avoiding Naruto's gaze. Her cheeks blaze a deep red, and under her breath, she mutters,
"Why the hell did I agree to this? It's so damn nasty! You're just lucky I'm not on my period"Her voice quakes with embarrassment and irritation, softer than her usual fiery snap, weighed down by the sheer oddity of the situation.
Suddenly, a faint *jingle* of bells cuts through the air—Kakashi's bells. They both freeze, eyes meeting in a shared moment of panic, mouths open wide.
The forest feels suffocating, the air heavy with dread that their sensei is nearby. For a heartbeat, they just stare, pulses racing.
"Gah! That sound!"Naruto yelps, his voice sharp with alarm.
Sakura's face twists in a frenzy.
"That's it, alright, we're done!"she hisses, her voice urgent and panicked as she tries to pull her arm away.
"Naruto, stop this right now!"But Naruto, lost in a haze of lust, grips her wrist tighter, his eyes wild with desperation.
"No way, Sakura-chan, you said it's a one-time thing, and I'm not gonna waste this… I-I'm so close!"he pleads, his voice rough and frantic.
"I gotta keep going!"His hips move faster, his cock sliding up and down her armpit with feverish intensity, the slick heat overwhelming him."So close… almost there!"
"Ugh, I can't believe you're still rubbing your smelly dick in this situation! Just cum already—it's not that hard, just let it out now! You said my armpits are hot, huh?! Ugh, come on!"Sakura shouts, her voice sharp with exasperation.
The moment is chaotic, a wild mix of absurd and intense, but Naruto's too far gone to care.
A sudden idea sparks, and he presses his cock against her armpit like a hotdog sausage, the tight, slick space making his head spin.
He blurts,"That's it, Sakura-chan, trap it! Put your arm down—headlock my dick!"
Sakura's eyes widen, her face a mix of shock and confusion.
"Headlock your dick?! What the hell, Naruto?! How am I supposed to do that?!"she snaps, her voice high-pitched and flustered, yanking her arm to pull free.
But Naruto gently but firmly presses her arm down, about to trap his penis between her armpit
Slowly, He shove his penis in from behind, trapping his cock between her sexy armpit and her side.
The pressure is instant—hot, tight, and mind-numbingly snug. He stares, mesmerized by the way his cock is squeezed, the red, sweaty skin hugging it perfectly.
"Holy fuck, Sakura-chan, why didn't I try this sooner?!"he groans, his voice raw with awe,
"Move your arm, squash it… wiggle it around!"His voice is a desperate growl, dripping with primal need.
Sakura gasps, her tone a fiery mix of exasperation and disbelief.
"Move my arm?! Ugh, what, like this?!"she mutters, reluctantly shifting her arm, clamping down on his dick, moving her arm slowly, making every movement feel insanely intense.
Her voice is sharp, dripping with her usual sass, but there's a waver of embarrassment.
The tight space squashes his cock back and forth, the slick friction driving him wild. His face twisting into an exaggerated ahegao—eyes rolling back, tongue lolling out, a thin trail of drool slipping from his mouth.
As each her armpit move, Naruto's ahegao deepens, eyes rolling so far back they're almost white, tongue flopping out, drool dripping as he moans,
"Ohhh, yes… yes… YES, fuck! That's it, Sakura-chan! Move it fast, move your arm like.. yo-you're running! Mhmmm… Fuck! Ahhh.. This feels amazing… khhhh…"His voice is loud, unhinged, pure Naruto energy.
He stops his hips completely, letting her arm's movement take over, his cock twitching and sliding in the tight, sweaty grip, his ahegao intensifying—cheeks flushed, mouth open in a sloppy, blissed-out grin.
Sakura's arm keeps moving, the ticklish, slick pressure making her squirm, her cheeks burning brighter as her eyes flick to the mess.
"Ugh, I can't believe you're using my armpit like some kind of… of pussy! You're such a freaking pervert! So gross…"she snaps, her voice sharp and biting, her classic fiery temper flaring, though it wavers with a mix of disgust and flustered shock.
Naruto's ahegao is almost comical, his head tilting back as he moans, "It's… so damn tight, Sakura-chan… your armpit pussy is squeezing my dick so good… it's unreal!"His voice is raw, reverent, his body trembling as he savors the sensation.
He starts thrusting his hips again, sliding his cock in and out from behind, the tight, wet friction making sweat and pre-cum drip down her arm, pooling in the creases.
"Keep moving it… hah… hah… mmmhh… just like that!"
Sakura's panic spikes as the faint jingle of bells lingers in the air.
"Those bells are getting closer! Kakashi-sensei's nearby, you moron!",She said as she moves her arm faster and faster
Naruto grits his teeth, his thrusts growing harder, the tight, slick sensation overwhelming.
"Can't stop… feels too damn good!"he growls, the wet *schlick* of his cock sliding through her armpit echoing in the forest. His hips move like he's possessed, each thrust more desperate.
"Squeeze it more, Sakura… squeeze it… guwaahh, *fuck*!"His voice is raw, pleading, his ahegao peaking—eyes rolling completely back, tongue hanging out, drool pooling on his chin as he chases the edge.
Sakura groans, her voice laced with irritation and embarrassment as she also moving her armpits on his penis more brutally fast
"Just get this disgusting crap over with, Naruto! I swear, if you don't hurry up, we're gonna get caught!""Her tone is fierce, her usual take-no-nonsense attitude shining through, but her cheeks are blazing red.
Naruto's ahegao is absurdly intense now, his face a mess of flushed cheeks, rolled-back eyes, and a wide, sloppy grin.
"Squeeze it, Sakura-chan… *guwaahh*! I'm gonna… fuck, I'm gonna explode!"
Naruto then raised her left arm and rubbed his left hand's fingers on her left armpit while fucking the right one
With a final, shuddering thrust, he comes hard, hot ropes of cum shooting out with such force they arc several meters into the grass, snapping a giant tree trunk in half.
His ahegao hits its peak—eyes practically disappearing into his skull, tongue flopping out, drool dripping as he rides the high.
Sakura stares at the cumshot in horrified disgust, her jaw dropping as the mess splatters across the ground.
"Holy fuck, Naruto…"she mutters, some of the cum dripping down her arm and soaking her clothes.
Staring at the slick, red mess, and leans in, taking a cautious sniff. Her face twists in revulsion. With his cock still trapped in her armpit.
"Ugh, that's disgusting!"she snaps, her voice sharp and indignant."It smells like… a rotting fish!"
Naruto, still panting, chest heaving, flashes a dazed, dopey grin.
"Huff… Sakura-chan, half of that smell's your stinky armpit!"he teases, his voice weak but playful, even as he slumps back, his cock softening but still nestled in her armpit.
Sakura's temper flares, her face burning with fury.
"My armpit?! You're the one who made this mess with your smelly dick, you jerk!"she shrieks, her voice cracking as she gestures at her soaked clothes and red armpit.
"You're cleaning this up, Naruto! Quick, before sensei sees us.."
"Uuuhh… can you wait a few minutes? My dick's starting to feel itchy,"Naruto says.
He scratches his head with a dumb look on his face, glancing down at his penis, which is now covered in lint from Sakura's armpit.
But suddenly, the bushes in front of them rustle, making both of them freeze and looking in that direction.
Kakashi steps out, his lazy smile visible under his mask, his eye crinkling with amusement.
"Well, well," he says, his voice calm but teasing, "what do we have here?"
Naruto and Sakura go rigid, their faces paling as they stare at him, Sakura's arm still awkwardly clamping Naruto's red cock. Kakashi tilts his head, his smile widening.
"Three years of training, Naruto, and the only thing you developed is… an armpit fetish? That's really something."
"And also… Cumshot Cannon no Jutsu, I guess?"Kakashi adds, glancing at the broken tree trunk splattered with Naruto's cum, his tone dripping with sarcastic amusement.
Both of them scream in embarrassment, Sakura clamping Naruto's cock so hard it feels like it's about to burst. Naruto's scream is a mix of pain and shock.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"The absurdity of the moment cuts through the forest, their voices echoing as birds scatter into the sky, and the scene freezes on their shocked, humiliated faces.
From a distant tree, Tsunade, Shizune, and Jiraiya, who had been secretly watching their students the whole time. Tsunade and Shizune grimace in disgust at what they've witnessed.
Jiraiya, however, sports a nosebleed and turns to Tsunade with a lecherous grin, his expression suggesting he's tempted to try the same thing.
Tsunade's face twists in revulsion, and without a word, she punches him with chakra-fueled force, sending him flying out of the training forest.