Chapter 29: Walk ab--out
[Day 5]
As the sun rises, casting a warm glow over the village, Malik wakes up early and begins to prepare breakfast. The smell of sizzling bacon and eggs wafts through the air, eventually reaching Kin Tsuchi's room. Exhausted from her rigorous training, she emerges from her room, heading towards him.
"Why are you doing this?" she asks, her voice tinged with Lascivious.
Malik looks at her and reassures her with a gentle smile. "I'm just cooking, but you look tired maybe . . .," he says while getting back to the food. "Get some more rest today."
Kin walks up behind Malik, grabs him, and pulls him closer to her so that their bodies are touching. She then sticks her tough into his ear, making the side of his face wet with her saliva. Looking at the bacon, she says,"Do you know what else is hot, sizzling, and smells good," while pushing her large chest on his back, "My pussy."
"Girl you are all horny also that didn't sound as sexy as you think it did."
Kin ignores him, rubbing her hands all over his body.
Kin's hands explore Malik's chest, her touch sending shivers down his spine. He can't help but chuckle at her playful advances, enjoying the moment. However, he remains focused on cooking, careful not to let anything burn.
"Kin, I appreciate the attention, but I'm trying to make breakfast here," he says, gently disentangling himself from her grasp. He turns to face her, holding up a plate of food. "How about you have some breakfast first? We can continue this later."
But when Malik sees Kin she is already bents over the table her pants down, and her hairy pussy is matted with her juices. Kin Tsuchi, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, looks over her shoulder at Malik. "I couldn't wait," she says, biting her lower lip. Her hips are already moving rhythmically, grinding her wet folds against the edge of the table.
Malik sets the plate down, feeling a stirring in his loins. He takes a deep breath, trying to maintain his focus on the situation. He walks over to Kin, gently running his hands over her hips, feeling the heat emanating from her core.
"Well, I can't say no to that," he says, a hint of amusement in his voice. He leans down, breathing in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. With one swift movement, he pulls her panties aside, exposing her pink, swollen lips. Malik can't help but be drawn to the warmth and wetness of Kin's inviting entrance. He gently runs his fingers along her folds, feeling her shiver in response. He then leans in closer, teasing her with the tip of his tongue, tracing it along her sensitive skin.
Kin Tsuchi moans softly, pushing her hips back towards Malik, eager for more. He takes the hint, parting her lips with his tongue and diving deeper into her honey pot. He explores her thoroughly, tasting her sweet nectar and relishing in her gasps and moans of pleasure.
As he feasts on her, Malik's hands wander to Kin's large breasts, gently massaging them through her shirt. He can feel her nipples harden under his touch, her entire body trembling with desire. Kin Tsuchi arches her back, pressing her breasts further into Malik's hands as he continues to pleasure her. Her moans grow louder and more frequent, her breath hitching with every stroke of his tongue. Malik takes his time, savoring the taste of her arousal and the feeling of her body responding to his touch.
Suddenly, Kin Tsuchi's body tenses, and she cries out in pleasure as she reaches her climax. Malik continues to lavish attention on her, drawing out her orgasm until she can take no more. Slowly, he pulls away.
Kimimaro's chest heaves with each breath, her body still reeling from the intense pleasure. She looks down at Malik, her eyes shining with gratitude and admiration. "Thank you, Malik." Malik starts to pull out his dark cock. Kin Tsuchi, catching her breath, looks down and notices Malik starting to undo his pants. She watches with wide eyes as he pulls out his dark, thick cock, already half-hard and ready for her. A shiver of excitement runs down her spine as she thinks about what's to come.
Malik, seeing her reaction, can't help but smirk. "Do you want this, Kin?" he asks, his voice low and seductive. Kin nods her head eagerly, her heart pounding in her chest.
Malik takes a step closer to Kin, closing the distance between them. He runs his hands over her hips, pulling her closer to him. His cock presses against her wet folds, and they both gasp at the sensation.
"Tell me what you want, Kin," Malik whispers in her ear. "Do you want me to fuck you?" Kin Tsuchi's breath hitches as she hears Malik's words. She nods her head eagerly, unable to find her voice. Malik smirks, knowing exactly what she wants. He slowly starts to enter her from behind, taking his time to let her adjust to his size.
Kin Tsuchi moans softly as she feels Malik filling her up. She pushes back against him, urging him to go deeper. Malik complies, gripping her hips tightly as he thrusts into her. Their bodies move in perfect harmony, the slick sound of their skin slapping together echoing through the room.
As they continue to fuck, Malik reaches around to touch Kin's clit. He rubs slow circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves, causing Kin to cry out in pleasure. Her moans grow louder and more frequent, her body trembling with each thrust. Malik's fingers deftly tease Kin's clit, applying the perfect amount of pressure to send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her breath hitches as she feels herself nearing the edge, her hips bucking wildly against Malik's thrusts.
Sensing her impending climax, Malik increases his pace, driving into her with reckless abandon. Their bodies slap together, creating a sensual rhythm that echoes through the room. Kin Tsuchi cries out, her orgasm washing over her in a tidal wave of ecstasy.
Malik continues to piston in and out of her, drawing out her pleasure as long as possible. He feels her walls tightening around him, pulsing with the aftershocks of her release. As her breathing begins to slow and her body relaxes, Malik slows his pace, eventually coming to a stop. Pulling out his cock he shoots a few more ropes of his cum on to her ass, then he starts to push into her asshole. As Malik begins to enter Kin's tight anal passage, she tenses up initially, then relaxes as she feels herself being filled with his girth. He takes it slow, allowing her to adjust to the new sensation. Kin Tsuchi's breathing quickens, and she moans softly as Malik starts to thrust in and out of her.
The feeling of Malik's cock in her ass is intense for Kin, but she finds herself becoming more and more aroused with each thrust. She reaches down to touch herself, her fingers playing with her clit as Malik continues to drive into her from behind.
With one hand on Kin's hip and the other around her waist, Malik pulls her back against him as he thrusts deeper into her ass. The slick sounds of their skin slapping together fill the room, punctuated by Kin's soft moans and gasps. Malik feels Kin's body shudder with another orgasm, her inner walls clenching around him. He can't hold back any longer and empties himself deep inside her, filling her ass with his warmth. As their bodies come down from the high of their passionate encounter, they remain still, connected in the most intimate way.
Once their breathing returns to normal, Malik gently pulls out of Kin, leaving her with a satisfied smile on her face. He offers her a towel to clean up, and they both get dressed. The atmosphere is filled with a sense of contentment and a deeper bond between them.
Kin Tsuchi looks up at Malik, her eyes soft and grateful. "Thank you, Malik. That was... intense." Malik smiles at her, feeling a warmth in his chest. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Kin."
"Now take a seat and have some breakfast," he said to her.
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Later that day while he was making his rounds around the base
Malik moves through the base, checking in with the various teams and ensuring everything is running smoothly. He notices a group of genin huddled together, whispering and pointing towards a secluded area. Curiosity piqued, Malik decides to investigate.
As he approaches, he sees Kimimaro sitting by herself, staring out at the landscape. His heart swells with affection for the young woman, and he feels compelled to speak with her. Malik walks up to Kimimaro, taking a seat beside her.
"Hey, Kimimaro. How are you doing today?" Malik asks, his voice gentle and sincere. Kimimaro turns to look at Malik, a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"I'm... okay, I guess. Just feeling a bit overwhelmed with everything," Kimimaro responds, her voice low. Malik nods, understanding her feelings. Kimimaro looks at Malik, a small smile playing on her lips.
They sit in comfortable silence for a while, enjoying the scenery and each other's company. After a while, Kimimaro turns to Malik, her expression serious.
"Malik, can I ask you something?" Kimimaro asks, her voice hesitant.
"Of course, Kimimaro. You can ask me anything," Malik replies, giving her his full attention.
"I've been thinking about what you said earlier, about enjoying life" Kimimaro turns to face Malik, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and determination. "I want to experience more of what life has to offer, and I think you can help me with that. Will you take me on a walk around the Village Hidden in the Grass again? I've never really explored it before like we did."
Malik smiles at Kimimaro, his heart warmed by her request. "Of course, I'd be happy to show you around. But it's going to have to be tomorrow." Malik gives her a soft kiss, then starts to get up. Kimimaro looks up at Malik, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Malik. I'm looking forward to it."
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Malik, carrying trays of food and clean water, makes his way down to the cells. The air is heavy with tension, but he remains focused on his mission. He knows that these small acts of kindness can make a big difference to the test subjects and prisoners.
He stops at each cell, offering food and water through the small openings. Some of the prisoners look up at him with surprise, their eyes widening in disbelief. Despite their circumstances, they accept his offerings with gratitude.
At last, Malik reaches Gen'yūmaru's cell. Knowing that Gen'yūmaru is one of Orochimaru's test subjects, he approaches with respect and compassion. He presents Gen'yūmaru with food and water, seeking to ease his hardship.
Malik approaches Gen'yūmaru's cell, holding out a tray of his Super Snacks. "Gen'yūmaru," he begins, his voice steady, "I've been giving you these snacks for a while now. I was wondering, have you noticed any changes? Any improvements in your performance, gains, or regeneration?"
He waits for Gen'yūmaru's response, hoping that his Super Snacks have been making a positive impact. After all, the snacks are designed to enhance performance, promote gains, and aid regeneration, all while tasting good. Malik's goal is to help improve the conditions for Gen'yūmaru and the others, and he hopes that his Super Snacks are contributing to that goal.
Gen'yūmaru looks at Malik, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He's not used to anyone showing concern for his well-being, especially in this place. After a moment, he nods, acknowledging the positive effects of the Super Snacks.
"I have noticed some changes," he admits, his voice quiet. "I feel stronger, more energetic. And my wounds… they seem to heal faster."
He looks at the tray of snacks, then back at Malik. "Your food… it's different. It's good. And it helps. Thank you, Malik."
Malik looks at Gen'yūmaru, his expression serious. "Gen'yūmaru," he begins, his voice steady, "I want you to know that I'm working on a plan. A plan to get you and as many others as possible out of here."
He pauses for a moment, letting his words sink in. "I don't know how long it will take, or how difficult it will be. But I want you to know that I'm committed to this. I believe everyone deserves freedom, and I'm going to do everything I can to make that happen."
His words hang in the air, a promise of hope in a place where hope is often in short supply. He doesn't elaborate on the details of his plan, knowing that it's safer to keep them to himself for now. But his determination is clear, and it's a testament to his character and his commitment to helping others.
Gen'yūmaru looks at Malik, his expression unreadable. But there's a glimmer of something in his eyes - hope, perhaps, or maybe just the reflection of Malik's own determination. Either way, it's a start. And in a place like this, a start is all they need.
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Making his way back to his room, Malik sees Kabuto Yakushi waiting for him.
"You are a popular one aren't you," she said not really asking the question.
"I do my best," Malik says smiling, "How have you been?"
"hhhhmmm, you know for someone who claimed to love Orochimaru, you sure do spend a lot of time with everyone else," Kabuto said to him.
"I have literally no idea where she is, hell do you know where she is right now?" He answered.
Kabuto shrugged, "Fair but what I'm more curious about is your . . .,"
"Food," Malik interrupted, "My food has magical properties, to be honest, I'm like a short fat black wizard at this point, but what I'm best at is my backed good," he said while pulling out a cookie and moving it towards her mouth.
Kabuto grabs the cookie from his hand and starts to walk away her face unreadable to Malik but her emotions are on full display, "well see," she says putting the cookie away in a bag.
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In the dimly lit laboratory, Kabuto Yakushi, Orochimaru's right-hand woman and a skilled medical ninja, carefully picks up one of Malik's cookies. Her eyes, sharp and analytical, study the seemingly ordinary baked good. Malik had claimed it to be magical, a statement that piqued Kabuto's scientific curiosity.
She places the cookie under a specialized microscope, designed to detect chakra flow and energy signatures. As she adjusts the lens, she can't help but feel a sense of curiosity. If Malik's claim is true, this could be a significant discovery.
The microscope hums to life, casting a soft glow in the otherwise dark room. Kabuto leans in, her gaze focused on the cookie. She's looking for any signs of unusual chakra concentration or energy patterns.
Minutes turn into hours as Kabuto conducts her tests. She uses every tool at her disposal, from sensory jutsu to advanced chakra flow analysis. The cookie, under the intense scrutiny, reveals nothing out of the ordinary at first glance.
But as Kabuto delves deeper, she starts to notice something unusual. There's a faint, almost imperceptible, not a chakra signature embedded within the cookie but something else. It's unlike anything she's seen before - subtle, yet unmistakably present.
A slow smile spreads across Kabuto's face. The cookie, as it turns out, does hold a secret. It's might not be magic in the traditional sense, but it's certainly not ordinary either. Malik's claim, as unbelievable as it seemed, was true.
As Kabuto continues her analysis, she can't help but feel a sense of respect for herself, "Damn, I'm good". The cookie, with its hidden properties, is a testament to Malik's unique abilities. And it opens up a world of possibilities for Kabuto's own research.
The laboratory, once filled with skepticism, now buzzes with excitement. The cookie, once an ordinary snack, now holds the potential for extraordinary discoveries. And Malik, once just another "member" of the base, now holds Kabuto's interest. It's a moment of revelation, a moment that changes everything. "What else can he do?" She says to herself.
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In the dimly lit room, Kabuto approaches Orochimaru, her face serious. "Orochimaru," she begins, her voice steady, "I have something important to report."
Orochimaru turns to face her, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "What is it, Kabuto?" she asks, her voice smooth and calm.
Kabuto takes a deep breath and then starts to explain. "I've been analyzing the cookies that Malik has been distributing. He claimed they were magical, which piqued my interest."
She pauses for a moment, gauging Orochimaru's reaction. Seeing no change in her expression, Kabuto continues. "My tests revealed a faint signature within the cookies. It's subtle but unmistakably present. It's unlike anything I've seen before."
Orochimaru raises an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Interesting," she murmurs. "This could have significant implications for our research. Keep me updated on your findings, Kabuto."
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When Malik returns to his room, he finds Tayuya waiting for him. Her dark pink hair, untamed and falling past her shoulders, is a stark contrast against her black shirt and tan tunic. Her brown eyes, usually impassive, are now filled with a spark of anger.
"Tayuya," Malik begins, his voice calm despite the tension in the room. "I realize I haven't spent much time with you lately. I apologize if that upset you."
Tayuya crosses her arms, her expression softening slightly. "It's not just about the time, Malik," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's about feeling… left out."
Malik nods, understanding her feelings. "I see," he says. "I didn't realize you felt that way, Tayuya. I'm sorry."
He pauses for a moment, considering his next words carefully. "As an apology, would you like a massage?" he offers. "It might help you relax."
Tayuya looks at him, surprised by his offer. But after a moment, she nods, a small smile appearing on her face. "Alright, Malik," she says. "I'll take you up on that offer."
"Would you like me to give you some privacy while you change," he says while handing her a body towel.
Tayuya takes the towel from him and shakes her head. "No, it's fine. I can change here." She begins to undress, revealing her toned body. Her small breasts with pale nipples, draw Maliks' attention until Tayuya sees Malik looking at her and turns around giving him a look at her large ass.
Once she's ready, she lies down on the makeshift massage table (his bed), facing away from him.
He begins to apply oil to his hands, warming them up before placing them on Tayuya's shoulders. Malik starts to knead the muscles in her shoulders, feeling the tension slowly dissipate. Tayuya lets out a sigh of contentment as he works his magic.
As Malik moves down her back, he can feel the knots in her muscles begin to loosen. His fingers glide over her skin, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. Tayuya's breathing deepens, and she seems to be completely relaxed.
Malik takes his time, working on each muscle group with care.
"You know, I perfer a big ass over a big pair of breast, just like the one you have Tayuya my love," Malik tells her. Tayuya chuckles softly at Malik's comment, her body relaxing further under his touch. "I'm glad you think so," she replies, a hint of amusement in her voice.
Malik continues to massage Tayuya, moving down to her legs and feet, making sure to apply equal pressure on both sides. He takes his time, ensuring that she is completely relaxed and at ease. The room is filled with a peaceful atmosphere, the only sound being their soft breathing and the occasional sigh of contentment from Tayuya.
After a while, Malik finishes the massage, and Tayuya gets up, stretching her body. "Thank you, Malik. That was just what I needed," she says, a genuine smile on her face.
Malik smiles back, happy to have helped. "You're welcome, Tayuya. I'm glad you enjoyed it." "Did you want me to offer you a different type of massage," he says kissing her on the lips. Tayuya responds to Malik's kiss with equal passion, her arms wrapping around his neck as they deepen their embrace. She breaks the kiss, her eyes shining with desire. "Yes, I would like that very much," she says, her voice husky with desire.
Malik leads Tayuya to the bed, his hands exploring her body as they make their way there. They tumble onto the bed, their limbs entwined as they continue to kiss passionately. Malik's hands roam over Tayuya's body, feeling her curves and the heat radiating from her skin.
Tayuya responds by running her fingers through Malik's hair, pulling him closer as she deepens their kiss. Her body responds to his touch, her nipples hardening and her breath coming in soft gasps. "Set on my face, I want that fat ass," he tells Tayuya. Tayuya complies with Malik's request, positioning herself so that her ass is hovering over his face. He admires the view, taking in the softness and fullness of her cheeks before diving in. He starts by planting gentle kisses all over her ass, making Tayuya moan softly.
Malik then uses his tongue to trace the curves of her ass, savoring the taste and feeling of her skin against his lips. He can't help but notice how wet she already is, her arousal evident on her inner thighs.
As he continues to explore her ass with his mouth, Tayuya starts to grind her hips against his face. The movement presses her ass further into his mouth, allowing Malik to delve deeper with his tongue.
The sensation is overwhelming for Tayuya, and she reaches down to touch herself. As Tayuya touches herself, her moans become louder, filling the room with a rhythmic symphony of pleasure. Malik continues to lavish attention on her ass, his tongue exploring every inch of her soft, supple flesh. The smell of her arousal fills the air, intensifying the moment and driving Malik's desire to new heights.
Sensing that Tayuya is close to climaxing, Malik reaches up to caress her breasts, gently kneading her nipples between his fingers. The combination of his mouth on her ass and his hands on her breasts sends Tayuya over the edge, and she cries out in ecstasy as she reaches her peak. Malik feels her body trembling with the intensity of her orgasm, and he revels in the pleasure of bringing her to this state of bliss. "Now its time to give the kitty some attention too," Malik says while starting to kiss her pussy. As Malik's lips meet Tayuya's sensitive folds, she gasps at the sudden contact. He explores her with his tongue, tracing the lines of her labia and seeking out her clitoris. Tayuya responds with a low moan, her hips bucking slightly as she grinds against his face.
Malik continues to pleasure Tayuya with his mouth, teasing her entrance with his tongue before focusing on her clit. He skillfully circles and flicks the sensitive bundle of nerves, causing Tayuya's breath to hitch and her moans to grow louder. She reaches down to tangle her fingers in his hair, holding him in place as she rides the waves of pleasure.
As Tayuya's orgasm builds, Malik slips a finger inside of her, curling it upward to hit her G-spot. The sensation is overwhelming for Tayuya, and she cries out as she reaches her peak once more. Her body trembles with the intensity of her release, and she collapses onto the bed beside Malik, panting and spent.
Malik smiles, satisfied with himself for bringing her such pleasure. He lies down beside her, pulling her into a tight embrace. Tayuya nuzzles against him, her breathing slowly returning to normal.
"Thank you, Malik," she murmurs, her voice soft and content. "That was incredible."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he replies, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
They lie there for a few more moments, enjoying the closeness and intimacy between them. Eventually, Tayuya gets up, stretching her body.
"I should get going," she says, a small smile on her face. "If you love, stay and sleep in my room tonight, you can still leave in the middle of the night if you're so worried about it," Malik says while rubbing her back. Tayuya looks at Malik, considering his offer. She hesitates for a moment before nodding. "Alright, I'll stay," she says, a genuine smile spreading across her face. Malik returns her smile, happy that she has decided to stay.
He gets up from the bed and rummages through his drawers, pulling out a clean t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants for Tayuya to wear. He hands them to her, and she changes into them, her toned body disappearing underneath the oversized clothing.
Once she's dressed, Tayuya slides back into bed, snuggling up next to Malik. He wraps his arms around her, pulling her close and feeling her warmth against his body. They lie there in comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company.
As they drift off to sleep, Malik can't help but feel content.