The morning sunlight was warm on Tsunade's skin when she stirred.

Her body ached, everywhere. Her thighs, her back, her throat. She tried to move and winced, every muscle sore and trembling with memory.

She opened her eyes slowly and blinked in confusion.

On her right, Kurenai lay naked under a light blanket, her bare back to Tsunade. On her left, Anko was just as nude, one leg tangled with the sheets, her hair a wild mess.

Tsunade's face flushed.

What the hell…? They were here all night?

She tried to sit up, groaning as her body protested. Her thighs still felt weak. Her lips parted to speak, but Anko rolled over first, yawning.

"Well, well," she grinned. "Look who's awake."

Kurenai turned, eyes half-lidded. "Morning, Tsunade. Or what's left of you."

"You two saw…?"Tsunade narrowed her eyes.

Anko laughed. "Saw? We heard every scream. Felt the walls shake. And you were even twitching in your sleep."

"You looked like a training dummy after a taijutsu beatdown," Kurenai smirked.

"I didn't mean for you to… watch me fall apart." Tsunade covered her face.

"Oh, we didn't watch," Anko said, standing up slowly. "We admired. You were a full-on mess."

Tsunade tried to hold back a smile but failed.

At the far side of the room, Kakashi leaned against the wall, shirtless, sipping tea. He watched them all with a calm stare, his silver hair falling just right, a smile hanging on his lips.

"Kakashi," Anko said, licking her lips, and walking over to him. "You got more left in you?"

"Always." He raised an eyebrow.

Anko dropped to her knees without hesitation, pulling his pants down just enough. She took him in her mouth, moaning as she sucked him slowly.

Kurenai walked over next, kneeling beside her. "Don't hog him."

Together, they took turns, licking and sucking along his shaft, their tongues meeting as they worshipped him in sync. Kakashi groaned softly, his hands in their hair, guiding them gently.

Tsunade sat on the bed, watching.

Despite her soreness, her pride flickered. She wasn't about to be left out.

She slowly pushed herself up, wincing, and crawled over, settling beside the other two.

Kurenai looked over, smiling. "You sure you can handle it?"

"Watch me," Tsunade smirked.

She leaned in and gave a long, slow lick from base to tip, her lips wrapping around the head as her tongue teased the underside.

"Now that's the spirit." Anko grinned.

All three women took turns, mouths, hands, lips, working together in perfect rhythm, eager to please him.

Tsunade, even sore and shaking, didn't hold back.

And Kakashi?

He just leaned back and enjoyed being worshipped by the three strong kunoichi, one moan at a time.

...

The scent of grilled fish, steamed rice, and miso soup filled the air.

Morning light streamed through the kitchen windows, golden and gentle. Kakashi, for once, had actually woken up very early, though judging by the slight redness at the corner of his eyes, it hadn't been by choice. He stirred the miso slowly, his other hand expertly flipping the fish in the pan.

Anko sat at the table with her hair still messy from sleep, yawning loudly while chewing on a pickled plum. Kurenai sipped tea beside her, neat and elegant as always despite the early hour.

Tsunade finally walked in wearing one of Kakashi's shirts, oversized on her and very much on purpose. Her hair was loosely tied back, and despite the tired look in her eyes, there was a glow in her expression. She sat down beside Kakashi with a soft grunt, rubbing her neck.

"Morning, slug queen," Anko teased with a smirk.

"Morning, snake brat," Tsunade shot back without even blinking, reaching lazily for the rice bowl.

"Ladies," Kakashi said with a mock warning, setting the fish on the table. "Let's not start another breakfast war."

"Only if you keep feeding us like this," Kurenai said, smiling softly at him. "It's hard to argue on a full stomach."

Everyone began eating comfortably, a rhythm forming naturally around the table. Kakashi sipped his tea slowly before turning to Tsunade. His tone was light, but the spark in his eye meant he'd been thinking.

"Tsunade," he said, "what do you think about Karin and Sakura signing a summoning contract with Katsuyu?"

Tsunade blinked. "Huh. You know, I actually forgot. I was supposed to do that last week after training them."

"You forgot? That's rare." Anko raised a brow.

Tsunade gave a small shrug, poking at her rice. "A lot's been going on, you know."

Kakashi nodded. "Think you could handle it this afternoon?"

"Yeah," Tsunade said. "Katsuyu will be fine with it. Sakura's got a good head for chakra control, and Karin's got that Uzumaki endurance. She'll bond well."

Kakashi leaned back a little and looked thoughtful. "Speaking of Katsuyu… I've been meaning to ask. Could I get some of her enzymes?"

Tsunade looked at him like he'd just asked for a piece of the moon. "Enzymes?"

"Yeah," he said, setting his cup down. "Remember that Serpent Seal I created? The one I gave Sasuke?"

She nodded slowly, she had seen that seal and was intrigued.

"I stabilized it using senjutsu enzymes from Garaga my summon. That's how I added natural healing and improved body functions into the seal. With Katsuyu's enzymes, I could probably replicate that effect, make a variation of the seal for medical purposes. Healing-oriented instead of combat."

Tsunade stared at him for a long moment.

"You're telling me… You combined a senjutsu enzyme sample with a chakra absorption seal and modified it for enhanced regeneration and sensory traits?"

Kakashi nodded casually, sipping his tea like he hadn't just invented something most seal masters would faint over.

"Our man's a genius." Anko gave a low whistle.

"You're amazing, you know that?"Tsunade blinked again, this time smiling widely.

"I try."

"Fine," she said, grinning. "You can have a sample. I'll call Katsuyu myself after lunch. Just don't go turning it into a monstrous slug seal without warning me."

"Wouldn't dream of it," Kakashi said.

After they finished eating, they moved into the living room. Kakashi sat on the couch and pulled Tsunade into his lap. She curled into him naturally, arms around his neck while the others quietly cleaned up in the kitchen.

"You okay?" Kakashi leaned into her golden hair and murmured.

Tsunade didn't answer right away. Her fingers traced slow circles on his shoulder. "I am now."

They stayed like that in quiet for several long minutes until, with a heavy sigh, Tsunade shifted.

"I have to go," she grumbled. "Hokage duty calls."

"You sure you can't convince Shizune to fake your handwriting again?" Kakashi asked lazily.

She laughed, pulling away. "Nope. Paperwork doesn't forge itself."

He let her go reluctantly, watching her disappear down the hall to get dressed, already missing her warmth.