Madara Uchiha
1003 Words
Madara was exhausted. After days of fighting, he just wanted to go home. He enjoyed the battles, but when they start running together and you can’t discern one enemy from the next, you need a break. He washed his hands and face in the river and checked on the fish he was cooking over the campfire. Not too much longer. He grabbed a towel and dried himself off before grabbing the tea kettle. After pouring himself some tea, he lay back for a moment. This was his favorite spot. You would never know there were battles going on all around you. Mere miles away, people were dying. And yet in this place you could hear birds chirping, see animals scurrying about. He sat up and checked the fish again. Good, now he could eat. Then if he was lucky, he could sleep for a while before the battle found him again. He ate his fill and began cleaning up. When he finished, he lay back down and closed his eyes. He heard a scream and for a moment, he thought it was part of his dream. The sounds of battle seemed to be a constant soundtrack when he slept. “Help me.” He heard. His eyes snapped open and he grabbed the sword at his side. A woman ran towards him from the main road. “Get down,” He ordered her. The woman ducked just as shuriken appeared where she had been. In a split second, Madara found his mark with those same shuriken. “Stay there.” He ordered the woman. He found the bodies and checked their headbands. Cloud Ninja, he spat. He searched their bodies for any useful information before leaving them be, for now. The woman was still cowering on the ground when Madara returned. “It’s safe now.” He tells her simply as he looked her over. What was a civilian doing here? She may have been a woman, but she was dressed more like a man. Smart. Women seemed to invite the wrong attention no matter where they went these days. “What are you doing out here, woman?” He asked. She stood up and dusted off her pants. “I’m trying to find my brother. He’s on the front lines.” Madara grunted. “Foolish thing to do in the midst of battle.” Madara poured a cup of tea and handed it to her. “Thank you.” He raised an eyebrow. She had no idea who he was apparently. She showed no fear, least of all recognition. “Who is your brother?” The woman looked at him. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. When he heard the name, he wasn’t surprised. “He’s of the Yamanaka Clan.” Madara nodded. “Are you hungry?” She nodded. He handed her a plate with some fish and sat back down. She took a seat across from him. He looked her up and down then, she blushed as he inspected her. “His squad is supposed to be a few miles from here.” She tells him. He nodded with a grunt. “Well, its a treacherous route. The Hidden Cloud is fighting for an advantage in this war.” He looked her in the eye. “As you found out, apparently.” “Yes, thank you for helping me. My name is Zuri.” She offered him her hand. He ignored it. She blew a strand of her hair out of her face and dropped her hand. She began to tap her fingers on her leg in the awkward silence. She felt a chill despite the warm breeze. “Thank you for your hospitality.” Zuri says simply. She started to stand up. Madara listened closely for a moment. “Why are you in such a hurry?” He asked her in a low growl. “Id like to find him before nightfall if I can.” She answered simply. Madara felt an unfamiliar tingling sensation run through his body. What was this? When Zuri went to step passed him, Madara stood up suddenly, grabbed her around the throat and slammed her down on his makeshift bed hard enough that she had the wind knocked out of her. He smiled when he saw the flash of recognition run across her face. She began to dig her nails into his hand in a futile attempt to free herself. With a few quick movements, her clothing lay in tatters. She crossed her legs to hide her most vulnerable part of herself. Madara straddled her and watched as her juices escaped. “Quite the w***e, aren’t you?” She cried out when he shoved his fingers into her. When he pulled them out, he saw a tinge of a blood. “And a virgin, until now.” He pulled his manhood out of his pants and positioned himself over her. He pushed his c**k into her mouth. The heat was wonderful. He pulled a kunai and put it at her throat. “You even graze me, and I will slit your throat.” Zuri nodded. Madara began to f**k her face, enjoying the fact that she was struggling to breath as he began to grow. She gagged, her eyes watering. He grunted as he forced his c**k into her throat. As he got close, he grabbed her hair and pulled. She cried out as he came, choking and spitting his c*m out as she coughed. Before she could fully recover, he shoved himself back into her until he was hard. He lifted himself off of her allowing her to free her hands. He laughed as she began to scratch him. He grabbed both her wrists with one hand. There was a sickening snap and she screamed in pain. This only made him harder. Madara pulled her legs apart and shoved his c**k into her. She cried out. He was much too big for her small frame to handle. Knowing that he f****d her slowly at first. He could feel his c**k overwhelm her insides. Her p***y tightened enough that he had to shove his manhood deeper. He felt something give and he pushed deeper. allow him to perfect his method better than he imagined.
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