Bothering Anko

Anko heard the distinct sounds of Naruto following behind her. To her dismay, it appeared as though she acquired an unhelpful perverted tagalong... Great... She should've just ignored him from the beginning. Maybe ask him to sign her panties when in front of Lady Tsunade. He wouldn't dare to do anything perverted under her watchful gaze. But it's always easy to regret things in hindsight.

"Okay." She stopped in place and turned around, her arms crossed below her chest. "Do you have nothing better to do? Or am I just THAT alluring, and your little brain can't think straight?"

For once, Naruto stayed silent. Wow that's new. It honestly doesn't sit right when he chooses not to react to her teasing. But whatever, right now she's not in the mood to bother with him.

All he did was write in that book in his hands.

Anko stared at him for a few seconds, then just rolled her eyes. Knowing Naruto, he was just as clueless as her about what's going on and didn't want to admit it. Or maybe-- The irresistible aroma of her juicy and musky crotch had him helplessly ensnared. She couldn't blame him for that. Her pussy juice was the most sought-after liquid in all of Konoha, second only to Naruto's cum. She couldn't help but lick her lips at the thought of his white seed. Maybe she could offer the pervert a trade later. She purposely works out in the hot sun just to stir up a sweat between her legs in an effort to amply the sheer amount of musk her pussy can generate. All of that effort to make her juice enticing should deserve a taste of Naruto's warm cum.

Mmm...

Later.

Later...

Currently, the village as a whole seemed to be awfully vacant. Naruto was as clueless as ever, but Lady Tsunade probably had answers, so she'd just head to the Hokage tower.

"Where are you going?"

"Pffft. None of your beeswax!" She said with an annoyingly girly tone of voice.

"Fine.." Naruto resumed scribbling.

Okay, that was her cue to get away from him. He'd be following the clearly potent aroma of her stinkingly arousing crotch like a literal dog if she didn't create a significant distance between them. And he can't follow her if his focus is stuck in some stupid notebook.

Anko effortlessly leaped into the air and-- Turned around to cross her arms deliberately in a manner that lifted up her sizable rack. "I'm going to Naruto's Palace."

Naruto seemed to cough or stifle a laugh, she couldn't be sure. "You mean.. that?" He pointed a finger towards Naruto's Palace. It was the largest building in the village. He really didn't need to point it out.

"Yeah? Did you bump your head on someone's boobs?" Anko rolled her eyes. "You know, just because the tower has your name on it doesn't mean you can act all privileged about it. Last time I checked, you're not the Hokage."

"But what's the Hokage office called?"

"Naruto's throne room?"

"Hahahahaaaa! That's awesome!!"

"I'm sure it is." Why he thought now was a good time to joke around when something could have happened to the village is beyond her. "If you want to continue drooling like a pathetic perv, you can find me in Naruto's throne room."

Anko ignored the audible scribbles coming from Naruto's frantic writing and performed a hand sign to-- poof her panties onto her face as was the custom for all females in Konoha. She raised her hands to carefully fixate the pantie into an appropriate position on her face. The material was entirely moist and actively leaked her musky pussy juice; she couldn't help but shoot out her tongue to lick up her delicious liquids. It wasn't as good as Naruto's jizz, but it'll do. The small taste she got pushed her into cupping her pulsing pussy in her palm to gather up some more of her fresh juice.

"Hey, can I sign you pantie?"

Anko stopped. She cocked her head to the side and raised her eyebrow. For some reason, the moment Naruto saw her face, he burst out into laughter.

"Only if you don't pull anything." She said with a knowing tune. Obviously, she'd want him to sign them, but if he was going to be such a perv, she could wait until someone like Tsunade makes him do it correctly.

"No. No... I mean yes! Yes, I'll do it right... heh..."

Without a word, Anko crossed her arms. With a raised brow, she turned around and let Naruto step forward to sign his name. It was annoying how long it took. He had to write something down before approaching her. Eventually, he wrote down what he was supposed to. She had to check just to be sure, but one look at her reflection through a window showed that he did write down ''Naruto's Whore,'' so he didn't try to pull a fast one and humiliate her by writing anything other than her name. And he didn't even do anything outlandish while standing well in her personal bubble; all he did was squeeze her nipples and reach his hand around her waist to stick a finger in her asshole. But the words ''Naruto's nipples'' and ''Naruto's asshole.'' were written over her nipples and anus for a reason.

Good thing she remembered to leave behind her skirt and jacket this morning. The only thing covering her body was the tight formfitting fishnet shirt and leggings that were almost literally glued to her body. Of course, there wasn't a mesh to hide her female form underneath. The fishnet was entirely seethrough; as she's a public whore, everyone needs to see her always erect nipples and pulsing pussy. Especially Naruto, the fishnet was tight enough that her erect tits pushed and jutted out between the thin strands so that he could squeeze, suck, and bite them without having to deal with removing her clothing. It felt nice having the air breeze all across her skin, and it allowed her leaking pussy juice to dry easily.

"Alright," Anko said after three minutes of Naruto biting down on her inch-long erect nipples. "If you're done being a perv, I need to report my complete mission to Tsunade. And hopefully find out where everyone is."

"Ohh. Yeah." Naruto licked the tip of her nipple while ruthlessly squeezing her other breast. "About that."

Anko raised an eyebrow upon noticing his tone of voice. She tried to at him, but her panties obstructed her view.