Caring for her man

A few minutes later, Sasuke had unceremoniously left a passed-out Kushina lying in a small puddle of his semen. He dressed himself, still visibly angry with Naruko. Without saying another word, he was ready to leave, when the girl noticed something.

"W-wait?" Sasuke turned to look, a sharp, frigid countenance about him. He uttered not a word, yet his eyes said it all.

"Your hands. Let me see them."

Now that she was paying attention, Naruko could see that they're red and bruised on the knuckles. Shinobi were experts at enhancing their bodies with chakra to avoid such wounds. If they were bruised, Sasuke must have punched very hard and quite a few times to be hurt like this.

The Uchiha simply stared at her for a moment, as if judging her worth, if he would giver an answer or not, then said.

"Think nothing of it. The Mutt's state is far more pitiful."

Naruko wouldn't know it until much later, but Kiba ended up in the hospital with several broken bones, and bruised kidneys.

Before he could say anything further, Naruko seized the Uchiha's fingers, a jade green light enveloped his elegant hands, slowly mending the skin. The girl checked the results of her work with a tender kiss, enjoying the feel of Sasuke's renewed skin on her lips.

The same hands that had hit her so hard and so angrily earlier today...

And, now, Naruko had healed their wounds, kissing them so lovingly.

It made her pussy wet again.

Surprise flickered for a moment in Sasuke's eyes, but, as soon as it appeared, it was gone.

"I'm sorry for letting him touch me." Said Naruko, with a nervous smile. "For what it's worth, I did ran away. I know who my pussy belongs to."

Sasuke said nothing for a moment, but Naruko felt something move inside him. At least she thought she did.

"I know. Had he fully **** you, or even if you simply submitted to him, our relationship would be over. An Uchiha doesn't settle for sloppy seconds." His piece said, Sasuke left.

Naruko decided, for a second time today, to use her new medical ninjutsu.

She needed to suppress her Uzumaki and Jinchuuriki healing abilities. In doing so, the red prints in her butt would take much longer to vanish, and she could enjoy the reminder of what a filthy, unworthy whore she was for allowing another male to touch her.

Naruko felt very secure in the knowledge that she had made the right choice a few days ago. Medical ninjutsu was a far better tool to please Sasuke than some stupid new rasengan.

Rasengan was a shinobi weapon, and, as a kunoichi, she felt perfectly content under Sasuke's firm grip.