Naruto Yandere Series

Tobirama Senju Part 2

which made her buck, then rolling her now swollen c**t between his teeth. She came again and he buried his tongue into her. She was f*****g delicious. Her juices tasted like honey. Tobirama’s mind was fighting for control. How dare this happen to him. Who was this that thought he could take over his body and force him to f**k his enemy. Woman or not. His c**k was raging hard again, he watched as he shoved his c**k into the woman and f****d her. All the time she was begging for more. He f****d her harder, his balls slapping into her so hard it was painful. And yet he continued. “Yes, f**k me.” He pulled out of her p***y and spread her ass cheeks. Emi gasped and then screamed as he shoved his c**k into her ass. He grabbed her hips and again pounded into her. “Yes, yes.” Her words only forced his speed to increase. Tobirama growled. Now he saw why she was called a w***e. If that’s how she wanted to be treated, then so be it. He relented. He would f**k her like the enemy she was and he would enjoy it. Whoever this presence was would not take that from him. He built up chakra and f****d her even harder. Until he heard her beg him to stop, he would have his way with her. His c**k refused to release. He pulled out of her ass and put his c**k back into her p***y and f****d her again. Emi gripped his arms and screamed as she came over and over. He took his fingers and rubbed her c**t as well. He had rubbed her c**t so raw it had begun to bleed. He smiled to himself. All those times his brother told him to take it easy on the Uchiha, use diplomacy. He f****d her harder still. Emi began to hit him then, she had had enough. And yet she was unable to form the words as she continued to c*m. He forced her to her hands and knees and kept f*****g her. She began to tire and couldn’t even remain on her hands anymore. She fell forward. And still he f****d her. He noticed that she was unconscious and actually didn’t care. He hit her, so that she was awake and continued. “Please stop.” Emi’s words didn’t seem to reach him. He was in a sort of trance, she had to die, and he would derive pleasure from her for as long as she lasted. He kept f*****g her and was amazed that she still continued to c*m, wave after wave. Her p***y was getting tighter. When he forced himself into her to make use of it, she came again, but this time she bled heavily. He kept going until he finally blew his load. It was only after he pulled his limp member out of her p***y, that he realized something was wrong. “Woman?” He called. When he went to check on her and moved her hair back from her face, he saw that her eyes were wide open and unmoving, her mouth in a grimace. Tobirama fell back. What had he done? Outcast or not, the Uchiha would not forgive him for the death of one of their clan. They were looking for any excuse to begin another war with the Senju. He may have given them the opportunity. His heart began to pound. Suddenly everything froze, as if time had stopped.

Indra watched for a moment. Had he come to late? He touched Tobirama’s forehead. His uncle was indeed gone. Damn. The fact that he had inhabited the brother of the Hokage and had participated in such c*****e. Indra shook his head. He would need to speak to his father. His uncle was still very powerful. His essence being that of desire and the violence that could stem from it. Why had no one noticed? It seemed that his uncle had been free from his imprisonment for some time. Indra watched all the encounters and the chaos that had occurred. As much as he admired his uncle’s brutality, crossing through time was forbidden. They could not chance anyone finding out that abilities such as that existed. Indra touched Tobirama’s forehead once again. Tobirama disappeared.

When Tobirama woke, he found himself in his own bed. Hashirama sat in a chair next to the bed. He had a smile on his face. How annoying. “Elder brother, what reason could you possibly have to be so damn happy this early in the morning.” Hashirama laughed. “It isn’t often that my brother is brought home by a bunch of drunk and happy Uchiha. I’m told, you went to a bar and when a group of Uchiha tried to start a fight with you, you bought them all drinks. You all sat around until closing time and enjoyed each other’s company. Do I dare you were bonding, little brother?” “Don’t push it.” Tobirama growled. Is that what had happened? He didn’t remember. Hashirama stood up. “No matter what happened, little brother, its helped our relations with the Uchiha a great deal. Even Madara couldn’t believe it when his clan members told him. Madara was actually laughing.” Tobirama rolled his eyes. “Be gone, big brother.” Hashirama chuckled and handed him a glass. “This should help with your hangover. You can take the day to rest. Your one act has improved relations dramatically and for the better. On top of that, the conflicts have stopped and peace talks are underway.” With that, Hashirama left his brother alone to recuperate from his night of diplomacy. As unorthodox as it was. Tobirama lay there for a while. Something seemed strange. Almost to good to be true. But, what mattered to him is that the war was over. And somehow he had had a hand in it. His elder brother was proud of him and happier than he had seen him in a long time. Tobirama sighed and drank the elixir his brother had given him. Once his headache ceased, he showered and dressed. When he stepped outside, he flinched from the brightness of the sun and groaned. He walked over to the Uchiha compound. Instead of the glares and feeling of tension that usually greeted him, the clan members were smiling and nodding their heads in greeting. Tobirama nodded in return. This would take some getting used to.