Chapter 176: Restoring the Clan
After spending two days reconnecting with his fiancées and giving them each some much-needed alone time, Malik felt a sense of calm settle over him. His time with each of them helped ease their stresses, but it was also a reminder of how delicate his balance was between them all. With their various missions, battles, and struggles, it wasn't always easy. Yet, moments like this—quiet, personal—reminded him why he was doing it.
Late one night, he found himself in TenTen's bed, her soft, rhythmic breathing filling the room as she slept soundly on his chest. Her arms wrapped around him possessively, and her head was nestled comfortably against his chest. Malik had promised her he wouldn't sneak off in the middle of the night, and for once, he was sticking to it. The warmth of her body against his, the peace of her breathing—it was enough to keep him grounded.
But Malik, being Malik, wasn't one to fall asleep easily. He lay there, eyes fixed on the ceiling, his mind wandering, waiting for sleep to take him. That's when a new quest window appeared in his mind:
New Quest: Help Restore the Fūma Clan in the Land of Sound.
Malik's eyes narrowed as he read the text hovering in front of him. The Fūma Clan? He hadn't heard much about them in a long time, especially not in the Land of Sound. But something about it intrigued him. Maybe it was the challenge or the mystery of the Fūma Clan's decline. Or maybe it was just that he needed something new to focus on after the chaos of the past few days. Either way, it was something to do.
He glanced down at TenTen, her soft brown hair brushing his chest, her face calm and peaceful in sleep. He smiled softly to himself, not wanting to disturb her. The night was quiet, and the cool breeze drifting in through the window made everything feel serene.
Well, he thought to himself with a wry grin, that's something to do at least.
He exhaled deeply and shifted slightly, making sure not to wake TenTen. He wasn't about to head off on a new adventure just yet, especially after promising her he wouldn't leave during the night. No, this could wait a little longer.
For now, Malik was content to lay there, his thoughts swirling around the idea of the Fūma Clan and what restoring them might entail. But that would be a problem for tomorrow. Right now, he had a promise to keep and a fiancée to hold.
His eyes closed, and eventually, sleep took him.
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Malik's eyes fluttered open to the soft morning light filtering through the window, casting a gentle glow over TenTen's face. Her eyes, a warm shade of brown, were already open, watching him with an expression that combined tenderness and gratitude. She smiled, a small, sleepy smile that made his heart skip a beat.
"Morning," she whispered, her voice still thick with sleep. She shifted slightly, her hand trailing down his chest, resting just above the waistband of his pants.
"Morning," he replied, his voice husky from sleep. His mind was still catching up, but the sight of TenTen made it easier to shake off the cobwebs. He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face, and she leaned into his touch, closing her eyes briefly.
"Thank you for staying," she murmured, her voice barely audible.
Malik felt a warmth spread through him at her words. "Anytime," he replied softly. "You know I wouldn't leave you like that."
She smiled, a genuine, heartfelt smile that made him want to pull her closer. Her hand moved lower, teasing the edge of his waistband, and he felt a surge of desire.
TenTen's fingers slipped under the fabric of Malik's pants, her touch gentle yet firm as she began to explore. Her eyes never left his, and he could see the passion simmering just beneath the surface. It was a side of her he hadn't seen in a while, and it made his heart race.
He let out a low groan as her fingers found their mark, and his muscles tensed in response. TenTen's smile widened, her eyes sparkling with mischief and something deeper, something that spoke of the bond they shared.
"I think someone's happy to see me," she teased, her voice low and sultry.
Malik chuckled, the sound almost primal as he reached for her, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed together. "You have no idea," he replied, his voice husky with desire.
TenTen's fingers continued their dance, and Malik's breathing grew more labored. Her free hand traced patterns on his chest, her touch sending shivers down his spine. The morning light seemed to enhance the intimacy of the moment, casting a soft glow over them both.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. TenTen's tongue explored his mouth, and he could taste the remnants of sleep on her breath, mingling with the sweetness that was uniquely her. His hands roamed over her back, pulling her closer, wanting to feel every inch of her against him.
As they broke the kiss, TenTen's eyes shone with a mix of love and desire. "I love you," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I love you too," Malik replied, his voice equally soft.
TenTen's tongue traced a slow, deliberate path down the length of Malik's abdomen, her eyes never leaving his. Her touch was feather-light, sending jolts of pleasure through him as she continued her descent. Malik's muscles tensed with anticipation, and he felt a shiver of pleasure run down his spine.
She reached the sensitive skin of his inner thighs and paused, her breath hot against his skin. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of playfulness and desire. Malik could only nod, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he watched her. TenTen's tongue flickered out, lightly tracing a circle around one of his balls. The sensation was intense, and Malik couldn't help but let out a low moan.
TenTen's lips closed around the first of his balls, her mouth warm and wet.
TenTen's tongue danced around his ball, swirling and teasing with delicate precision. Her hands reached higher, gripping his thighs with just the right amount of pressure. Malik closed his eyes, surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure that coursed through him.
Her other hand slipped into his pants, fingers gently fondling his other ball as her mouth worked its magic. The combined sensations had him squirming and panting, his fingers tangling in her hair as he tried to steady himself.
Her grip on his thighs tightened just slightly as she began to explore further, her tongue tracing a wet path to the base of his shaft. Her thumb brushed over the sensitive underside, sending electric shocks of pleasure coursing through him. Malik's breath hitched as she slowly started to take him in, each inch a testament to her skill and dedication.
The warmth of her mouth enveloped him, and Malik felt a deep, primal connection. Her movements were deliberate, each stroke precise and measured. Her tongue danced along his length, adding a layer of excitement that made him shiver.
TenTen's hand slid up to meet her mouth, wrapping around the base of his shaft and synchronizing her movements. Malik could feel every sensation intensifying, each touch amplifying the pleasure that surged through him. He let out a low groan, his hips instinctively bucking forward, pushing deeper into her mouth.
TenTen's grip tightened momentarily, her nails lightly digging into his thighs in a way that sent a fresh wave of pleasure crashing through him. Her other hand continued to work his balls, rolling and squeezing with the perfect amount of pressure to drive him wild.
As TenTen's mouth worked relentlessly on Malik's shaft, she didn't forget about his balls. Her free hand moved lower, encircling them with her fingers before gently squeezing. Malik's muscles tensed, and he let out a groan, feeling the intense pleasure building inside him.
TenTen's other hand continued its slow, deliberate strokes, synchronizing with the movements of her mouth. The combination of sensations was overwhelming, each touch amplifying the pleasure coursing through Malik's body. Her mouth was warm and wet, her tongue working him in a way that made his knees weak.
With a deft twist of her wrist, TenTen's hand tightened around his balls, applying just the right amount of pressure to send another wave of ecstasy through him. Her eyes locked onto his, filled with a primal hunger that matched his own.
TenTen's lips continued their relentless assault on Malik's shaft, her skilled mouth sending waves of pleasure through him with each deliberate stroke. Her fingers, now more confident, squeezed and teased his balls with a rhythm that mirrored her mouth's movements. Malik's breath hitched as he watched her, the intensity of the moment amplifying his arousal.
Her free hand traced patterns on his thigh, her touch light yet firm, sending shivers up and down his body. Malik's muscles tensed as the sensations grew more intense, each touch and kiss driving him closer to the edge. TenTen seemed to sense his approaching climax, her pace quickening just enough to keep him on the brink without pushing him over the edge.
TenTen's eyes never left Malik's as she increased her tempo, her mouth and hands working in perfect harmony to bring him to the brink. Her lips stretched wide around his shaft, and her fingers moved with precision, squeezing and releasing in a rhythm that had Malik's breath coming in ragged gasps.
As Malik neared his release, TenTen's grip tightened around his balls, her fingers applying just the right amount of pressure to intensify the pleasure coursing through him. Her other hand continued its steady rhythm on his shaft, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip with expert precision. Malik's entire body trembled, his muscles tense with the effort of holding back.
Suddenly, TenTen's mouth released him with a soft pop, and her hand moved to replace it, continuing the relentless strokes.
TenTen's hand moved with practiced ease, her fingers wrapped firmly around Malik's shaft, her thumb tracing slow, teasing circles over the sensitive tip. Her eyes shone with a mischievous glint as she looked up at him, the intensity in her gaze matching the pleasure she was giving him.
Malik could feel the orgasm building within him, the intense pressure threatening to overwhelm him. He closed his eyes, savoring every sensation, every touch. TenTen's rhythm was flawless, her hand never pausing in its relentless strokes. The warmth of her mouth, the gentle pressure of her fingers, it was all too much.
With a guttural moan, Malik's release surged through him, his body shuddering as the pleasure washed over him in waves.
TenTen's eyes locked onto Malik's the entire time, her gaze never wavering as he reached his peak. His body convulsed with pleasure, and he felt a surge of hot, sticky semen spill over her hands. The warmth and the sensation sent another wave of ecstasy through him, and he could only groan in pure, unadulterated bliss.
TenTen's expression remained unreadable as she continued to stroke him gently, milking every last drop of pleasure from him. Her fingers were coated with his seed, and she lifted them to her mouth, tasting him with a sensuality that was both exhilarating and slightly intimidating. She licked her lips, her eyes never leaving his, and a soft smile played at the corners of her mouth.
Malik lay there, completely spent, his body still trembling from the intense release.
TenTen's tongue flicked out, capturing a bead of his semen that had escaped her fingers. She licked them clean, her eyes never leaving his. Her actions were slow and deliberate, each lick a promise of more to come.
As she savored the taste of him, she moved closer, her body brushing against his. She placed a soft kiss on his lips, her tongue tracing the contours of his mouth before she pulled away. "I have to go, Malik," she whispered, her voice thick with arousal and regret.
She stood up from the bed, revealing her curvaceous figure in just her white cotton nightshirt and matching lacy panties. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the look in her eyes was both tantalizing and tormenting.
TenTen moves around the room, gathering her things for the training session. The soft fabric of her nightshirt clings to her curves as she bends over, giving Malik an enticing view of her round backside. Her panties hug her hips, and as she bends, her pussy lips press slightly against the material, creating a tantalizing outline.
His eyes are drawn to the inviting cleft of her cheeks, where the subtle glint of her brown anus can just be seen. As she stands up, her movements are slow and graceful, showcasing her athletic build. Malik's gaze lingers on her as he rises from the bed, his cock already responding to the erotic sight before him.
"TenTen," he murmurs, his voice thick with longing. She glances over her shoulder, her eyes widening as she sees him approaching, his hardened shaft ready for more.
TenTen's eyes widen as she sees Malik approaching, his cock standing at attention. She bites her lip, her breath hitching as she considers his intentions. She knows she should resist, knowing that she has to leave for the training session with Might Guy and the rest of her team, but the desire in Malik's eyes is impossible to ignore.
Malik's hands gently grip TenTen's hips, pulling her closer. Her body instinctively arches towards him, her rear pressing against his hardness. The heat radiating from her skin only fuels his desire, and he can't help but lean in, nuzzling her neck and inhaling her intoxicating scent.
TenTen's breath catches as Malik's lips find the sensitive spot behind her ear, his tongue darting out to taste her. She lets out a soft moan, her resolve weakening with every touch.
As Malik's lips continue to explore TenTen's neck, he feels her body yield to his touch. Her hips sway gently against him, and he can sense her desire mirroring his own. She presses herself back against him, her round buttocks brushing against his hard shaft.
For a moment, time seems to slow as Malik savors the sensation of her body against his. His fingers dig into her hips, pulling her closer, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her nightshirt. She lets out a soft gasp as his fingers trace a path across her hips, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
But just as quickly as the moment began, it seems to slip away. TenTen's body tenses, and she pulls away, her eyes showing a conflicted mixture of desire and determination. "I can't," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper.
Malik's grip on TenTen's hips tightens, but he releases her, understanding the gravity of her words. He watches as she turns to face him, her eyes glistening with unspoken emotion.
TenTen's breath hitches as she stands before him, her nightshirt clinging to her damp skin, revealing the slight outlines of her hardened brown nipples. Her eyes lock onto his, and there's a moment of shared longing and regret.
"I'm sorry, Malik," she whispers, her voice trembling. "I really can't." She bites her lip, trying to gather her resolve. With deliberate movements, she slips out of her nightshirt, letting it fall to the floor. 75% Naked, she steps closer her panties moist, her body glowing with a mixture of arousal and vulnerability.
TenTen's lips meet Malik's in a passionate kiss, her tongue darting into his mouth. Her fingers deftly slip into the waistband of her wet panties, pulling them down her legs and then wrapping them around his hard, black dick. She strokes him a few times, her touch electric, before she abruptly pulls away, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, hon," she says, her voice breathless but determined. "I really don't have time."
Before Malik can react, she spins on her heel and dashes out of the room, her bare feet making soft pattering sounds against the floor. She glances back over her shoulder, sticking her tongue out playfully as she disappears around the corner, her panties still wrapped around Malik's throbbing cock. "Well, damn, guess she realy has to go," Malik says to himself as he sees Tenten dash past the back door with more clothes on,
Malik stands there, a mixture of amusement and frustration etched on his face. He looks down at the black lacy panties wrapped around his hard member and chuckles. As he begins to untangle them, he wonders how he'll manage to concentrate on anything else today, knowing TenTen is out there training with the rest of Team Guy, her body still pulsating with the heat from their shared moment.