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Forest Technique
🕑 Added 2025-07-29 18:00:04 +0000 UTC(Deep in the forest, daylight filters through the canopy. Two masked ninjas stand face to face — one silent and seasoned, the other slim, agile, with a hint of teasing energy in his movements.)
Haru:
(turns back slightly, catching his breath)
— You said you'd show me a special technique today… something advanced?
Tenzo:
(standing in shadow, voice low and calm)
— It can’t be explained. You have to feel it. Your body must be completely open to it.
Haru:
(pauses, then nods)
— Then use me as you need to. I'm ready.
(Haru turns away, tension running down his spine. Tenzo steps closer, his gloved hand brushing against Haru’s hip through the tight fabric. He leans in, heat radiating through the suits.)
Tenzo:
(quietly, near his ear)
— Don’t hold your breath. Let your body respond.
(He enters slowly but firmly. Haru grips a nearby branch, stiffening with a quiet inhale.)
Haru:
(muffled through his mask)
— T-this… feels strange… but warm…
(short gasp)
— You’re pushing something into me… energy?
Tenzo:
— You’re absorbing it. That’s a good sign. Feel the flow. From me, into you.
(He moves with deliberate rhythm. Every push feels precise, carrying both weight and chakra. Haru trembles at the depth, slowly losing himself in the sensations.)
Haru:
— You move like you’ve studied my body... I didn’t know this could feel so...
Tenzo:
— You were made for this. You take it better than most in the clan.
(He leans down, pressing his forehead to the back of Haru’s masked head. Breath hot even through the fabric. The pace deepens, grounding them both in a silent ritual of control and release.)
Haru:
(stifling a moan)
— I… can’t hold back… But I don’t want you to stop…
(Tenzo’s hands tighten around Haru’s waist. Each thrust lands heavier, deeper. Their breath syncs, bodies locked in perfect tension.)
Haru:
— W-wait… what are you— are you close?
Tenzo:
— Prepare yourself. Take everything.
(He suddenly pushes in fully and holds. His body tenses. A pulsing wave of heat flows into Haru, deep and full. Haru’s body jerks, startled.)
Haru:
(muffled, surprised)
— You… finished… inside?
(He stays still, only breathing — wide-eyed beneath the mask. The warmth spreads, thick and slow, seeping deeper until he feels it beginning to trickle downward.)
Tenzo:
— You handled it. Even unexpected. That shows real readiness.
(He steps back. Haru remains bent forward, feeling the heat inside start to slide lower — thick, heavy, seeping past the suit's inner layers.)
Haru:
(softly, head bowed)
— It’s… still in me. I can feel it. Like a mark…
Tenzo:
— Remember it. This isn't just a technique. It's a bond. You’re part of it now.
Haru:
(straightening slowly, voice low)
— I’m proud… that I took it all. Without resisting.
Tenzo:
(approvingly)
— You did well. With this kind of response, you're ready for the next level.
