Chapter 41: Chūnin Exams Preliminaries part 3

As the seventh match begins, Naruto, still affected by the Five Elements Seal, faces off against Kiba of Konohagakure's Team 8. The fight starts off poorly for Naruto, with Kiba's ninken, Akamaru, joining the battle and transforming into Kiba using the Beast Human Clone technique. Naruto, struggling to keep up, makes a daring move by transforming into Akamaru and then into Kiba in a layered fashion. When Kiba attacks Naruto, the second transformation gives way to the first, causing Kiba to attack Akamaru instead.

Kiba, determined not to lose, focuses on attacking Naruto relentlessly, trying to prevent him from counterattacking. However, just as Kiba seems to have the upper hand, Naruto accidentally breaks wind, an act that stuns Kiba due to his magnified sense of smell. Naruto, seizing the opportunity, quickly creates shadow clones and launches a flurry of attacks with a new technique, the Naruto Uzumaki Combo. The powerful assault overwhelms Kiba, who is unable to defend against it. Naruto emerges as the victor, panting heavily and covered in sweat.

As the crowd erupts in cheers, Naruto turns to Kiba, who looks shocked and embarrassed by the unexpected turn of events. It's then that Naruto notices something unusual about his opponent - Kiba is, in fact, a girl. Naruto feels a rush of surprise and confusion, but he quickly recovers, offering Kiba a hand to help her up. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, Naruto shows respect for Kiba's strength and determination. As Malik and Tenten stand together, their bond strong and their love for each other evident, Kin walks over to join them. She looks at Malik with a grateful smile, still feeling the effects of his healing touch. Malik notices the change in Kiba's appearance and can't help but feel a mix of surprise and confusion. He tells Kiba shes cute. As Malik utters those words, a sudden realization dawns on Kiba. She blushes, her eyes widening in surprise. "Y-you think so?" she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. Tenten, noticing the exchange, smiles and gives Kiba a nod of approval.

Malik, sensing Kiba's discomfort, quickly reassures her. "Of course, I do. You have a unique strength and determination that's truly admirable," he says, his voice filled with sincerity. Kiba looks at Malik, her expression softening. She can't help but feel grateful for his kind words, and for his acceptance of her as a kunoichi.

As the three of them continue to chat, Tenten notices that Malik's eyes keep drifting towards Kin. She smiles knowingly, understanding the depth of their connection.

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As the next match is about to begin, Malik takes a moment to himself, wandering the halls of the stadium. He soon comes across a familiar sight - Naruto, receiving oral pleasure from Hinata Hyuga. Malik observes silently, admiring their intimacy and the evident love between them. As Naruto approaches climax, he asks Hinata to let him cum on her ample chest. She obliges, removing her hooded-jacket to reveal her cream-colored undershirt. Naruto releases himself onto the fabric, leaving it adorned with streaks of his essence.

Malik, unable to contain his curiosity, approaches them. "Perhaps you should find a more private location for that," he suggests, his voice gentle yet firm. As he speaks, he glances at Naruto's cock, admiring its cute appearance. Naruto, slightly embarrassed but still aroused, nods in agreement. Hinata, blushing deeply, quickly puts her jacket back on, covering the evidence of their passionate encounter.

As Malik continues to watch them, he feels a stirring in his own loins. He decides to indulge himself, beginning to stroke his own impressive length. Naruto and Hinata, noticing Malik's actions, can't help but stare in awe. The sight of Malik's large, black cock is both intimidating and captivating, leaving them both feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation.

Just as Malik is about to reach his own climax, Neji suddenly appears, grabbing his cock with surprising strength. She presses her generous breasts into Malik's back, her nipples hard against his skin.

Neji's grip on Malik's arm is firm as she leads him away from the sight of Naruto and Hinata, who are still recovering from their intimate moment. Her eyes are filled with a mix of anger and concern as she pulls him down the hallway. "How could you waste your time with someone like Naruto and that slut Hinata?" she snaps, her voice filled with contempt. "They're not worth your time or energy. You should be focusing on your own growth."

Malik, sensing Neji's distress, tries to reassure her. "I understand your concerns, but I promise you, my energy or magic is stable. I can rest when I need to," he says, his voice calm and measured. "Besides, I don't see the harm in showing "kindness" to others, even if they're not as strong as you are." Neji's gaze softens, but her grip on Malik's arm remains firm. She knows he's right, but her competitive nature sometimes clouds her judgment. "I suppose you have a point," she concedes. "But don't let your guard down around them. They might take advantage of your kindness."

Malik smiles warmly at Neji, appreciating her concern for his well-being. "Thank you for looking out for me," he says, genuinely touched by her words. "But I can handle myself. I have you and my other friends to keep me grounded."

As they continue walking, Neji's expression becomes thoughtful. "I've been thinking... perhaps we should train together more often. I want to get stronger, and I believe you can help me achieve that."

Malik nods in agreement. "I'd be happy to train with you, Neji."

As Neji and Malik engage in their intimate moment, they move in sync with each other, Neji's hand expertly playing with her hairy pussy while she uses her thighs to stimulate Malik's hard length. Their moans fill the air as they both reach the peak of their pleasure.

Just as they're about to reach their climax, Neji pulls out her wet fingers and pushes them into Malik's mouth. He eagerly tastes her essence, his body trembling with pleasure as he fills her thighs with his own release.

When they're both spent, Neji pulls away, her face flushed with satisfaction. "Wish me luck in my next match," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. Malik nods, his eyes filled with admiration for the strong and determined kunoichi.

The eighth match commences, showcasing a family rivalry as Hinata and Neji of the Hyuga clan face off against each other. Neji resorts to psychological warfare, exploiting Hinata's fears to persuade her that victory is impossible. However, inspired by Naruto's courage, Hinata decides to fight, aiming to demonstrate her own bravery.

Both combatants employ the Hyuga Gentle Fist style and the Byakugan, a kekkei genkai surpassing the Sharingan's power. At first glance, they seem evenly matched. Nevertheless, Neji disrupts Hinata's chakra flow in her arms, impairing her capacity to utilize Gentle Fist. Despite her disability, Hinata perseveres. Hinata's determination is unwavering, and she continues to engage Neji in combat, albeit with noticeably less effectiveness due to her impaired chakra flow. The exam proctor, monitoring the situation closely, intervenes just in time to prevent Neji from delivering a potentially lethal blow.

Hinata's bravery leaves a lasting impression on Naruto, who watches the match intently. As the crowd erupts in cheers and murmurs, Naruto vows to face Neji in the third exam and prove his own strength and determination.

Malik walks up to Neji, and tells her he loves her but she should not have done that to Hinata, Neji not backing down says she should have been stronger than! Malik looks at Neji with a mixture of admiration and concern. "I understand your desire to be strong, Neji," he says, his voice filled with understanding. "But what you did to Hinata was uncalled for. She's just as deserving of respect and kindness as anyone else."

Neji, still visibly upset, crosses her arms over her chest. "She's weak, and I needed to prove a point," she insists, her voice defensive. "Besides, she's not my friend."

Malik shakes his head, a small smile playing on his lips. "Friendship isn't about being the same or agreeing on everything," he explains. "It's about accepting each other for who we are and supporting each other through thick and thin. I think Hinata could use a friend like you, Neji." "No," she tells him. Neji's stubbornness is clear, but Malik doesn't push the issue further. He knows that she needs time to process and understand the importance of kindness and empathy in forging strong bonds with others.

"I'll leave you to your thoughts then," Malik says softly, giving Neji a gentle pat on her shoulder. "Remember, I'm here for you if you ever need someone to talk to." Neji nods, her expression softening slightly.

"Thank you, Malik," she replies, managing a small smile. "I know I can always count on you."

Malik smiles back, feeling content that he has at least planted a seed of understanding in Neji's heart. As he walks away, he makes a mental note to check on her later and see how she's doing.

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As Malik watches the intense battle between Lee and Gaara, he can't help but be amazed by the sheer strength and determination displayed by both combatants. Lee's relentless taijutsu attacks and Gaara's impenetrable Shield of Sand create a breathtaking spectacle.

When Lee removes the weights on her legs, her speed increases dramatically, leaving Gaara's sand struggling to keep up. Gaara, surprised, realizes that she needs to adapt her strategy. She creates an Armour of Sand to protect herself from Lee's powerful strikes. However, Lee's Front Lotus technique proves ineffective against Gaara's sand clone.

In a desperate move, Lee opens five of the inner chakra gates, significantly enhancing her strength for a brief period. However, this comes at a great cost as Lee sustains severe injuries and risks no longer being able to practice as a ninja. Despite this, Lee's Reverse Lotus technique overwhelms Gaara, who barely manages to break her fall using her Sand Gourd. In a final attempt to defeat Lee, Gaara unleashes her Sand Binding Coffin, crushing Lee's left arm and leg, much to the horror of the onlookers.

Might Guy, Lee's mentor, jumps down to protect her student from further harm and deeply regrets teaching Lee how to open the inner gates. The medical ninja informs Guy that Lee's injuries are so severe that she may never be able to practice as a ninja again. Gaara wins the match, leaving the crowd in stunned silence, reflecting on the price of victory and the true meaning of strength.

As the medical ninja tends to Rock Lee's injuries, Malik quietly enters the room, closing it gently behind him. He takes a deep breath and approaches the bed where Lee lies, her body battered and bruised. Malik's heart aches for her, but his determination to heal her drives him to act.

He reaches out a hand, hovering it just above her injured arm and leg. He closes his eyes, focusing on the energy within him. Then, with a soft glow emanating from his palm, he gently places it on her arm. A faint hum fills the room, and the air grows thick with magic.

The wound on Rock Lee's arm begins to mend, the torn flesh weaving itself back together, followed by the bruises fading away. The healing process moves steadily down her leg, repairing the bone and muscle damage. The medical ninja watches in awe as Malik's healing magic mends Rock Lee's injuries. The wound on her arm slowly disappears, and the discolored bruises on her leg fade away, revealing smooth, unblemished skin. The medical ninja, impressed by Malik's abilities, steps back, giving him space to work.

As the healing process nears completion, Malik takes a deep breath, opening his eyes. The magical glow around his hand dissipates, and he carefully removes his hand from Rock Lee's leg. He smiles gently at her, relieved to see her looking more comfortable and at ease.

"How do you feel?" Malik asks, concern etched on his face. Rock Lee takes a moment to assess her body, and then smiles weakly at him.

"I feel much better, thanks to you, Malik," she replies, her voice barely above a whisper.

"How do you feel?" Malik asks, concern etched on his face. Rock Lee takes a moment to assess her body, and then smiles weakly at him.

"I feel much better, thanks to you, Malik," she replies, her voice barely above a whisper.

Malik, surprised but delighted, returns the kiss with fervor. As they part, Rock Lee looks up at him with a playful glint in her eyes. "Malik," she whispers, "can you make me feel good?"

Malik, always eager to please his girlfriend, nods, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Of course, Lee," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire. He begins to explore her body with his hands, starting at her shoulders and gently tracing a path down to her hips.

Rock Lee sighs contentedly, her eyes fluttering closed as she revels in Malik's touch. She feels his fingers deftly unfastening her clothes, revealing more of her skin to his gaze. He leans in, placing tender kisses along her collarbone, making her shiver with pleasure. Malik's lips continue their journey down Rock Lee's body, igniting a trail of fire on her skin. His hands glide over her body, caressing and exploring every inch of her. Rock Lee responds with moans of pleasure, her body writhing under his touch.

As Malik reaches the apex of her thighs, he finds her already wet and ready for him. He gently parts her folds, teasing her clit with his tongue. Lee arches her back, gasping at the intense sensation. Malik continues to pleasure her, his tongue exploring her depths, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

Suddenly, Malik pulls away, leaving Rock Lee panting and wanting more. He looks into her eyes, filled with desire, and a playful smirk crosses his face. "You want more, don't you?" He asks, his voice low and seductive. Rock Lee nods eagerly, her eyes filled with desire. Malik positions himself between her legs and slowly enters her, drawing a moan from both of them. He starts to move, building a steady rhythm, their bodies moving in sync. With each thrust, Malik's pace quickens, driving Rock Lee closer to the edge.

Suddenly, Rock Lee's body tenses, and she cries out as she reaches her peak, her orgasm washing over her in waves of pleasure. Malik continues to thrust, drawing out her climax until he too reaches his peak, spilling his seed inside her.

As their breathing slows, Malik pulls out, lying down next to Rock Lee, wrapping his arm around her. They lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Malik's heart is filled with warmth and contentment as he holds Rock Lee close, feeling her soft breath against his chest. He gently strokes her hair, whispering soothing words into her ear, expressing his love for her. Rock Lee responds by snuggling even closer to him, her body still glowing from the intimate encounter they just shared.

Meanwhile, the medical ninja and the others outside the room give them some privacy, waiting patiently for them to finish their personal moment. As the door remains closed, they assume that Malik and Rock Lee are taking the time they need to recover and reconnect after the intense match.

Eventually, the door opens, and Malik steps out, a gentle smile on his face. He nods at the medical ninja, signaling that Rock Lee is now ready to leave the room.

Malik sees Gaara, and wanting to give her a piece of his mind he follows her into an empty room, Malik cautiously enters the empty room, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. He notices Gaara standing in the middle of the room, her gaze fixed on something in front of her. One of her hands is slightly wet as if she had just washed it. Malik realizes that she might have witnessed his intimate moment with Rock Lee through a crack in the door or perhaps from a distance.

{Careful, Malik}

He takes a deep breath, gathers his thoughts, and then approaches Gaara. He stops a few feet away from her, giving her space while also making it clear that he wants to talk. Gaara turns to face him, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions: curiosity, confusion, and perhaps even a hint of sadness.

"Gaara," Malik begins, his voice gentle yet firm. "I noticed your hand is wet. Did you...did you see us earlier?" He asks, choosing his words carefully. Gaara looks at her hand, then back at Malik, meeting his gaze. She nods slightly, acknowledging that she had witnessed their intimate moment. "Yes, I did," she says, her voice soft. "I couldn't help but watch. I've never seen anything like that before."

Malik takes a step closer to Gaara, maintaining a respectful distance while also showing his willingness to continue the conversation. "It's understandable to be curious," he says, his tone comforting. "But I hope you know that what we shared was a private moment between two people who care deeply for each other."

Gaara nods again, her eyes never leaving Malik's. "I understand that," she says. "But I can't deny that it was intriguing. I've never felt such... intensity and connection before."

Gaara unleashes her sand and holds Malik with it. She then lowers him, and Gaara, still holding Malik with her sand, pulls him closer to her crotch. He feels the warmth radiating from her as she starts to masturbate, her hands eagerly working inside her pants. The sound of her arousal fills the room, growing louder and more intense as she continues.

Suddenly, Gaara tense up and cries out, her orgasm taking over her body. Malik can feel the tremors as she convulses, her juices flowing from her. With a swift motion, she pulls her hands out and whips them all over Malik's face, covering him in her essence. The smell is potent and intoxicating, and Malik can't help but feel a sense of awe and excitement at this unexpected encounter.

Gaara, spent from her release, slowly lowers Malik to the ground.

Gaara, with a determined look in her eyes, uses her sand to rip off Malik's clothes, leaving him standing there, exposed. The sand swirls and twirls around him, cutting through the fabric of his clothes as if it were made of paper. In a matter of seconds, his shirt, pants, and underwear are reduced to tattered remnants, falling to the ground in a heap.

Malik stands there, stunned, as he feels the cool air on his skin. His heart races, both from the sudden exposure and from the anticipation of what's to come. Gaara follows suit, removing her own garments with the same ease. Her small, firm breasts with long, hard nipples are revealed, perky and erect. Her areolas are a light brown color, contrasting beautifully with the pale skin of her chest. Gaara's voluminous, unshaven pubic hair comes into view next, a thick and wild bush that seems to have a life of its own. It's clear that she takes pride in her natural beauty, and Malik can't help but admire the sight before him. Her hips are wide and curvaceous, leading down to her toned thighs and calves.

As they stand there, fully exposed, Gaara takes a step closer to Malik. She reaches out, her fingers tracing lightly along his chest, causing him to shiver with anticipation. Her touch is soft and gentle, yet there's an undeniable strength behind it. Gaara's eyes meet his, and Malik can see the desire burning within them.

With a flick of her wrist, Gaara sends a wave of sand flowing towards Malik. It swirls around his feet, encircling him in a tight embrace.

She resumes masturbating, her hands buried in her fiery triangle. Her moans fill the room once more, growing louder and more intense as she approaches another orgasm. Just as she did before, Gaara cries out, her body shuddering with release. This time, however, she continues to stimulate herself, determined to reach another peak. Gaara's persistence pays off, and she reaches a second orgasm, her body trembling with pleasure. The scent of her arousal fills the air, making the room feel charged with energy. She finally collapses onto the ground, her chest heaving as she catches her breath.

Malik, still reeling from the unexpected encounter, watches Gaara with a mix of awe and fascination. Gaara, still lying on the ground, begins to pee all over Malik's body. The warm liquid cascades down his chest and legs, soaking him completely. The sensation is unusual yet oddly comforting, and Malik can't help but feel a sense of vulnerability mixed with excitement.

At the same time, Gaara continues to masturbate, her hands working furiously between her legs. Her moans grow louder, and her body tenses up once again. Gaara reaches her third orgasm, the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. With each climax, her juices mix with the pee, creating a unique and intense scent that fills the air.

Malik, now drenched from head to toe, watches in awe as Gaara releases all inhibitions, surrendering to her desires. Gaara, still lying on the ground, manages to muster the strength to move closer to Malik. She positions herself so that her hairy mound is placed directly over his face. Without hesitation, she starts to grind against him, her wet folds sliding against his skin. The sensation of her warm, damp pubic hair against his face is intense, and he can feel her juices seeping through, coating his skin.

Gaara continues to hump him with wild abandon, showing no signs of stopping. The room is filled with the sounds of her heavy breathing and moans of pleasure, drowning out any other noise. Malik can feel her climax building, and just as he braces himself for it, Gaara cums hard, her body trembling as she releases all inhibitions. Her juices flow freely, drenching Malik's face in a warm, sticky mess. Gaara, still astride Malik's face, continues to hump him with renewed vigor. Her breath comes in short gasps, and her moans fill the room, creating an intimate and intense atmosphere. She grinds her hips harder, allowing her wet folds to slide against Malik's skin. The sensation is both erotic and overwhelming, and he can feel her juices trickling down his face, mingling with her earlier releases.

Her movements become increasingly urgent, and Gaara's breath hitches as she feels another orgasm building. She closes her eyes and throws her head back, lost in the moment. With a cry, she reaches her climax, her entire body trembling as she releases another wave of pleasure. Her juices flow freely, soaking Malik's face and hair, leaving him gasping for air. Gaara, still showing no signs of stopping, continues to hump Malik's face with renewed energy. Her breath quickens, and her moans grow louder as she chases another orgasm. She grinds her hips harder, allowing her wet folds to glide against Malik's skin. The feeling is intense and almost overwhelming, but he remains still, taking in the unique experience.

Her movements become increasingly urgent, and Gaara's breath hitches as she feels another climax building. She throws her head back, her hair cascading down her back, as she surrenders to the waves of pleasure. With a loud cry, she reaches her peak, her entire body trembling as she releases yet another wave of ecstasy. Her juices flow freely, soaking Malik's face and hair, leaving him drenched in her essence. Gaara, still straddling Malik's face, continues to hump him relentlessly. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her moans fill the room, creating an intense and primal atmosphere. She grinds her hips with a fierce determination, her wet folds sliding against Malik's skin with each movement. He can feel her juices trickling down his face, mixing with her earlier releases, creating a warm, sticky mess that coats his entire head.

Her movements become more urgent, and Gaara's breath hitches as she feels another climax building. She surrenders to the waves of pleasure. With a loud cry, she reaches yet another peak, her entire body trembling as she unleashes another wave of ecstasy.

Gaara, with a determined look in her eyes, continues to hump Malik's face, seeking yet another release. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her moans fill the room, creating an intense and primal atmosphere. She grinds her hips with fierce determination, her wet folds sliding against Malik's skin as she chases another orgasm.

Her movements become increasingly urgent, and Gaara's breath hitches as she feels another climax building. With a loud cry, she reaches her peak once again, her entire body trembling as she unleashes another wave of ecstasy. Her juices flow freely, soaking Malik's face and hair, leaving him drenched in her essence. Gaara, still straddling Malik's face, takes a moment to catch her breath. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she then starts to pee on his face, adding another layer to the mixture of sensations he's already experiencing. The warm liquid flows down his face, mixing with her juices and the sweat from their intense encounter. Malik's eyes widen, but he manages to keep his composure, taking in the unique and slightly disconcerting sensation.

Gaara, seemingly pleased with her actions, continues to hump Malik's face, seeking yet another release. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her moans fill the room, creating an intense and primal atmosphere. She grinds her hips with fierce determination, her wet folds sliding against Malik's skin as she chases another orgasm.

Gaara's body shudders with pleasure as she reaches yet another climax, her juices and pee mixing together, creating a warm and wet sensation on Malik's face. He can feel her muscles contracting and releasing, her breathing intensifying as she fully embraces the moment.

("AMORA . . WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING") Malik yells at her.

{Her lust is off the charts, it seems her usual bloodlust has transferred into sexual lust, and with your powers, the simple touching of your skin is enough to set her off}

("I'm not doing this all day,") Malik then cast "Heart's Echo" to get rid of her current lust and hopefully a little of her love for him.

Exhausted and satisfied, Gaara slowly lifts herself off of Malik's face. She looks down at him, her eyes sparkling with a mix of satisfaction and amusement. "I hope you enjoyed that," she says, a playful smile on her lips.

Malik, still dazed, tries to sit up, wiping his face with the back of his hand. "That was... intense," he admits, still processing what just happened. "I've never experienced anything like that before."

Gaara chuckles, offering him a hand to help him up. "I'm glad you could handle it."

"I didn't even get to cum once," he says to her. Gaara looks at you with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "That's because it was all about me," she says, a smirk playing on her lips. "But don't worry, there's always next time."

He blinks, processing her words. Malik feels a mix of emotions - surprise, confusion, and perhaps even a little excitement. He just shared an incredibly intimate moment with Gaara, and while it was intense and overwhelming, he can't help but feel curious/fearful about what the future holds.

As he stands up, he notices that the room is still filled with the intoxicating scent of Gaara's arousal, mixing with the wetness on his face. His clothes are still soaked from the pee and juices, making him feel sticky and uncomfortable.

"Let me help you clean up," Gaara says, noticing your discomfort. "No need," he said using his new Skill:

Mr.Clean Lv.6-Superior Cleaning: Just like the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser, they would be able to remove stains and dirt from any surface with a simple touch. This could extend to all types of materials and surfaces.

With a wave of his hand, the wetness on Malik's face and clothes disappears, leaving him feeling fresh and clean. He looks at Gaara with an impressed expression, who just smiles and nods in return, acknowledging his powerful skill.

"I must admit, that was quite a surprise," Gaara says, breaking the silence. "I didn't expect you to join me, but I'm glad you did."

Malik feels a bit embarrassed, but also excited at the same time. "I've never seen you (anyone) like that before," he confesses. "You were so... fierce and unapologetic."

Gaara chuckles, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "I guess that's what happens when you let go of your inhibitions," she says. "It can be liberating, don't you think?"

Malik, feeling emboldened by the recent turn of events, decides to make a request. "Gaara," he begins, his voice steady and confident. "I was wondering if I could have your panties as a keepsake from today's... experience."

Gaara raises an eyebrow, intrigued by his request. She looks around the room, her eyes scanning for her discarded undergarment. Malik can't help but admire the view as she moves, giving him a clear sight of her hairy pussy and asshole, which glisten with moisture from their intense session.

Finally, Gaara spots her green panties near the corner of the room. She bends down to pick them up, providing Malik with an even more enticing view. The panties themselves are a darker shade of green, almost black, with intricate lace details along the edges. Gaara's panties are made of a soft, delicate material, and they still retain her warmth and scent from their intimate encounter. The crotch area is damp with her juices, and there's a faint stain of pee on the fabric. It's clear that these panties have been well-used, and Malik feels a rush of excitement as Gaara hands them to him.

"Here you go," she says, her voice low and sultry. "Consider it a token of our... special moment."

(Skill Quest): Attained 20 pairs of Underwear from people deeply in love with you "They must be wearing them when asked": (8/20)

Reward: Skill Golem Creation.

("So she does love me?")

{Yes but her lust is much, MUCH higher}

Malik takes the panties with a grateful smile, his heart racing at the thought of possessing such a personal item from Gaara. He can't help but bring them up to his nose, inhaling her scent deeply and savoring the memory of their intense encounter.

"Thank you," he says, looking into Gaara's eyes. "I'll treasure this always."

As Malik uses his Skill: Mr.Clean-Superior Cleaning to remove the wetness from Gaara's body and clothes, he notices something interesting. He observes that Gaara's nipples begin to harden, poking through the fabric of her clothes. Her arousal from their earlier encounter seems to be returning, and her breath catches as she watches Malik clean her off.

Her hot juices start to run down her legs again, leaving a trail of wetness on her skin. Gaara's eyes lock onto Malik's, and he can see a deep, horny fire burning within them. Her gaze is intense, and he feels a surge of excitement run through his body as he realizes that Gaara is getting turned on once again.

Her breath hitches as she feels another wave of pleasure building up inside of her. Gaara's cheeks flush, and her nipples become even more erect, straining against the fabric of her clothes. She squirms slightly, her hips twitching as she fights the urge to give in to her desires. Malik, noticing her growing arousal, can't help but feel a stirring in his own loins. He swallows hard, trying to maintain his composure as he continues to clean Gaara off.

The atmosphere in the room grows thick with tension, and Gaara's breathing becomes shallow and ragged. Her eyes never leave Malik's, and he can see the hunger in her gaze. She reaches down to touch herself, her fingers tracing the wetness that has begun to gather between her legs. Malik watches, transfixed, as Gaara begins to moan softly, her hips rocking back and forth in a slow, steady rhythm. Gaara's fingers delve deeper, parting her folds and revealing the swollen, pink flesh beneath. She begins to massage herself, her breath hitching as she feels another wave of pleasure building. Malik watches, unable to look away, as Gaara's moans grow louder and more urgent.

Her hips buck wildly, and her fingers move faster, plunging deep inside herself. Her juices flow freely, coating her fingers and hand in a slick, wet sheen. Malik can't help but feel his own desire growing stronger, his body responding to the erotic sight before him.

Gaara's moans reach a fever pitch, her entire body trembling with pleasure. She throws her head back, her long hair cascading down her back as she cries out in ecstasy. Her orgasm washes over her, leaving her breathless and spent. Gaara's eyes flutter open, and she looks at Malik with a satisfied smile. "That was incredible," she breathes, still panting slightly from her exertions. Malik nods in agreement, his own body humming with the aftereffects of his own arousal.

As they catch their breath, they hear footsteps approaching outside the room. Gaara quickly pulls on her clothes, just as the door opens to reveal Neji standing in the doorway. She raises an eyebrow at the pair of them, noticing their disheveled appearances and the lingering scent of arousal in the air.

"Is everything alright in here?" Neji asks, her gaze flicking between Gaara and Malik. Gaara smiles innocently, while Malik feels his cheeks growing warm with embarrassment.

"Yes, everything's fine."

Gaara, now dressed, gives Malik a knowing smile as she leaves the room. Neji raises an eyebrow at his nakedness, her gaze taking in his disheveled appearance and the lingering scent of arousal in the air. "Is everything alright in here?" she asks, her tone carefully neutral.

He feels his cheeks growing warm with embarrassment as he scrambles to find his clothes. "Yes, everything's fine," he stammers, trying to compose himself. Malik can sense Neji's curiosity, but she doesn't press the matter any further. Instead, she changes the subject.

"I wanted to speak with you about something," she says, her tone serious. He nods, still feeling flustered but eager to hear what she has to say. "I've been thinking about what you said earlier," she continues, referring to their conversation about her harsh tactics.

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P.S

Chōji Akimichi lost the fight between him and Dosu Kinuta.

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