He flipped her onto her back and entered her again in one hard thrust. No warm-up. No teasing.

Just raw, rough force.

"Yes—!"Tsunade gasped, back arching.

He slammed into her with fast, deep thrusts, her body clapping against the futon, her large breasts bouncing as he pounded her. She clawed at his back, moaning louder with each thrust, but not once asking him to slow down.

Kakashi groaned behind her, sweat running down his body. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, slamming into her from behind, her ass bouncing back against him in rhythm.

"Come on, Kakashi!" she growled, her voice filled with lust. "Give me more!"

He did.

The sound of skin slapping echoed through the room as he drove into her, deeper and rougher. Her walls gripped him tight, soaking wet, making every thrust feel like lightning through his spine.

She came again and still didn't stop.

That's when Kakashi snapped.

He pulled out suddenly and grabbed her by the throat, gently, but firm enough to show he was in charge, and dragged her across the futon until her head was hanging off the edge.

"What are you—" she started, but then she saw the look in his eyes.

Kakashi stood at the edge, towering over her, and pressed his cock to her lips.

"Open," he ordered.

Tsunade obeyed.

He pushed into her mouth slowly, then slammed deep. Her eyes widened as he began to fuck her throat, hard and fast, her head tilted back with nowhere to go. Her moans vibrated around him as she gagged slightly, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

He held her head still with both hands, hips thrusting fast and deep, hitting the back of her throat over and over. Her spit coated his shaft, dripping down her cheeks and chin, but she didn't pull away.

She loved it. She wanted to be used by him.

"You take it so well," he growled, voice thick.

She gagged again, throat twitching as he shoved even deeper, and then pulled out with a slick pop.

Before she could recover, he bent her knees to her chest and slid back inside her soaked pussy, thrusting with raw, brutal rhythm. She cried out, her nails scratching at the futon, her body starting to shake with every thrust.

"Kakashi—oh my god—it's too much—!"

But Kakashi didn't stop.

He lifted her legs higher, folding her in half, and slammed into her even harder. The bed creaked beneath them, and Tsunade's cries turned into helpless moans as her body was pushed to its limit.

Her tits bounced wildly with every rough thrust, her eyes rolling back as her third orgasm hit. But Kakashi wasn't slowing down. His stamina had long surpassed normal. He was deep in the zone now, a mix of strength, lust, and complete control.

"You said you wanted it rough," he growled.

"I—I did—" she panted, her voice broken.

"You said I could go all out."

"Yes!"

He flipped her again, this time riding her from behind, one hand wrapped in her hair, the other gripping her hip as he drove into her like a machine.

Tsunade's voice cracked from how loud she was screaming his name.

Her entire body was twitching.

Kakashi leaned down, biting her shoulder as he thrust faster, harder. She came again, violently, her body jerking under him as she sobbed from the overwhelming pleasure.

Even then, Kakashi didn't stop.

He flipped her onto her back one last time, spreading her legs wide, slamming into her so hard the futon shifted beneath them.

He grabbed her wrists, pinned them to the bed, and fucked her with everything he had left.

Tsunade screamed, back arched off the bed, legs trembling uncontrollably.

And finally… her body went still.

Her head rolled to the side, mouth open, eyes shut, breath shallow.

She had passed out.

Kakashi stopped instantly, panting hard. He pulled out slowly, watching her twitch slightly as the aftershocks of her final orgasm ran through her.

Her legs were still spread, slick and glistening, her body trembling even in unconsciousness.

He dropped to his knees beside her, brushing her hair from her sweaty face. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, his touch soft again.

"You really meant it," he whispered.

He pulled the blanket up over her, lay down beside her, and finally let himself breathe.

She had taken all of him, the roughest, deepest, most primal version of himself, and she wanted it.

He smiled quietly, pulling her into his arms.

Tsunade's body still twitched against his chest, completely wrecked, completely his.

And for once, Kakashi didn't feel unsatisfied.

…..

Suddenly the door slid open quietly.

Anko stepped in first, followed by Kurenai. Both paused when they saw the sight in front of them.

Tsunade was out cold, her body still twitching slightly, covered in sweat, her legs parted beneath the blanket. She looked completely ruined.

And lying beside her, still shirtless, was Kakashi, calm, awake, and watching them with that quiet look in his eyes.

"Holy shit," Anko whispered, eyes wide. "You broke the Hokage?"

Kurenai's gaze flicked from Tsunade to Kakashi. "That's not fair. We didn't get anything like that."

"Then come get yours," Kakashi said as he sat up slowly.

Neither woman hesitated.

Kurenai dropped to her knees first, pulling his cock out and licking it from base to tip. Anko joined her, moaning as she took the head into her mouth.

They worked together, messy and hungry, spit trailing down his shaft as Kakashi groaned and grabbed both their heads, guiding them roughly.

After a few minutes, he pulled them up, one by one.

Anko bent over the side of the bed, and he slammed into her hard, fast, her moans loud and filthy.

When he finished inside her, he turned to Kurenai, bent her over the windowsill, and gave her the same.

Short, Deep, and Intense.

Both women came fast.

And neither complained.