The Other Side Of the Story

Rescue Not Requested

don’t you join us, we could have some fun.” A man said. His companions cheered him on. Kiko rolled her eyes and they decided to try to ignore him and pick up their pace. “Hey! We’re trying to talk to you.” He yelled. Kala felt a hand grab her shoulder and reacted immediately. She grabbed the gentleman’s hand, twisted it and flipped him face first on the ground. Pulling his arm behind his back painfully. “I’m not interested.” Kala tells him plainly. The other men started laughing at their comrade. Kala let the man go. When she stood up, the laughing had stopped. The man was hauled up on his feet by none other than Madara Uchiha. Kala put her hands on her hips watching him. Madara pushed him into the waiting arms of two Uchiha Police officers. Kiko blushed. What woman wouldn’t seeing a display like that. Kala was not impressed, and somewhat annoyed. “What are you doing out here?” He demanded. “I was on my way home.” Kala responded. “Who’s this?” He inquired of Kiko. Kiko bowed, “I own the laundry here, I was showing Kala around. I was going to take her home.” Madara scowled. “l’ll you escort you back to your shop before I take Kala home.” “Excuse me?” Kala responded. Madara watched her. “You could ask if I want to be escorted home.” He glared at her and started walking towards Kiko’s shop. Kiko shrugged and followed him. Kala took a breath. They walked back in silence, neither woman daring to say a word. When they got there, Madara stood back arms crossed and waited. Kala hugged Kiko. “Thank you, I had fun.” Kiko smirked. “At least you’re not going home alone.” Kala blushed. “We’ll see.” She retorted. Kiko smiled. “We’ll have to go out again, you make things interesting.” Kala smiled. “Looking forward to it.” Kiko waved as Kala and Madara began walking towards her apt. Despite Kala’s best efforts to act annoyed with Madara’s behavior, his demeanor and demanding presence made her body respond accordingly. “You really don’t need to babysit me.” Kala tells him. Madara looked at her. “You may be a Shinobi, but as a women, you should know better than to travel at night unsupervised.” Kala shook her head. “I was with Kiko.” Madara looked at her. “So, you expect me to be escorted by a man whenever I choose to go out?” Madara rolled his eyes, “I’m certainly not going to ask you to escort me every time. It defeats the purpose of a girls night out.” When they reached her apt, Kala opened her door. Madara stood there waiting. “Would you like to come in?” That was all he needed to hear. By the time they made it to her bedroom, Madara had Kala out of her clothes. He put his hand around her neck and put her up against the wall. Kala dared him with her eyes. Madara smirked, admiring her naked body. After letting go of her, he began to kiss her neck and work his way down slowly. Kala closed her eyes and focused on the sensations her body answered with. He worked his way down to her breasts grabbing one and rolling her hardened n****e between his fingers. He did the same with the other. Kala bit her lip enjoying it when he pulled and twisted them hard. Kala moaned making him smile. “Don’t move.” He ordered. Kala could feel the growl behind the words. Her legs almost buckled as Madara roughly pulled her p***y lips apart with his teeth to get to the prize. Kala yelped as he found what he was looking for. He was ravenous. “Madara, Oh God.” She breathed. She could feel the pressure rise. As she reached her peak, he shoved his tongue deep into her p***y and f****d her with it. Kala moaned loudly and reached for his hair. He stopped in response. “I said don’t move.” Madara breathed. Kala let her hands fall and braced herself against the wall instead. She was so close. Her body shivered as she came, he hungrily and relentlessly devoured her sweet juices and then began again. She grimaced as he began beating her very swollen and tender button. There was some discomfort, but she came again quickly and Madara cleaned her thoroughly until no drop was left. She finally began to fall from the intensity, only to have him pick her up and lie her on the bed. He undressed and when she saw him free his hardened member, her eyes glistened. Madara put her legs up on his shoulders and buried himself deep. He grabbed her and proceeded to pound into her. “f**k me, Madara. Please.” Kala begged. Madara’s lip curled and then he proceeded to do exactly as she asked. Kala couldn’t tell where one orgasm ended and another began. He flipped her over on her stomach in one fluid movement, parted her ass cheeks and shoved his c**k into her. She buried her face into the pillow to scream, but Madara wrapped her hair around his hand and pulled her head up. “I want to hear you.” He growled in her ear. He pounded into her even harder. “Yes, please.” She begged. “Rape me.” Madara’s eyes widened. “Damn,” was all he could say. When he had had his fill of her, she lay next to him exhausted and sore. “I underestimated you.” He tells Kala. “I know you can take care of yourself.” He kissed her shoulder. Kala smiled at him before she fell asleep content in his arms. Madara lay with her playing with her long hair. Who was this woman? He wondered. She was powerful, that much he could sense. He saw it when she sparred with Tobirama. But there was something beyond her abilities as a shinobi. Tobirama told him what he witnessed during her “test”. Multiple chakra natures, speed. What he witnessed tonight only intrigued him more. When he got to the site of the disturbance, Kala had incapacitated her would be attacker in one move. When his fellow clansman arrested the man for disorderly conduct, they vocalized their surprise. And almost an admiration. Not an easy feat with an Uchiha. He remained with her til close to dawn, finding it more difficult to leave her after each encounter.