Lucid Dream

"What the…" Naruto groaned, struggling to open his eyelids. A chilling shiver ran down his spine. The dampness of the room seeped into his skin, and the musty smell churned his stomach. Slowly, he opened his eyes, his vision still blurry, distorted by a pounding headache. Darkness surrounded him, disturbed only by a faint ray of light seeping through what seemed to be a metal door.

"How did I get here…?" he muttered, grimacing as the pain clung to him. "More importantly, where am I…? Damn it."

He tried to move, but the metallic clink of chains sent ice through his veins. His wrists and ankles were bound by heavy shackles, securely fastened to the cold stone walls. Adrenaline surged, making his heart pound.

"What the hell is this situation…?"

His hoarse voice echoed weakly, as if it no longer belonged to him. He tried to recall… but everything was a blur. His last clear memory was… that he was home? Yes, he was with… someone.

"Damn it… why can't I remember anything?!"

He clenched his teeth, forcing his mind to remember. Faint images surfaced: Sakura stepping out of her bathroom…

"What happened to her…? Is she in the same situation?" Questions raced through his thoughts, relentless.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm the tremor in his arms. He pulled once, then twice against the chains. Solid. Too solid. An idea flashed through his mind: his chakra? He closed his eyes and tried to channel it… but something was off. His flow was unstable, as if it were asleep—suppressed.

"How the hell did I get into this mess?" he muttered through gritted teeth, venting his frustration on the unyielding chains.

At that moment, a dull sound echoed. A silhouette approached. Slow, measured footsteps resonated through the corridor beyond the door. The echo dragged on like a fatal sentence. Naruto held his breath.

The lock creaked.

The door opened.

And a cold voice rose from the shadows:

"You're finally awake, Uzumaki."

The figure stepped out of the darkness, and as soon as Naruto saw his face, his heart skipped a beat—it was Danzō Shimura.

"What do you want from me?" Naruto growled, his tone menacing. "I'm going to—"

Before he could finish, a violent strike from a staff hit him square in the solar plexus.

"Insolent brat!" Danzō retorted coldly. "Your naivety is the only reason you're in this situation. If you hadn't given in to your desires, you might not be here."

At those words, Naruto rolled his eyes. "What is that supposed to mean?" he thought aloud.

"You still don't understand, foolish boy. You were manipulated by the one to whom you gave your heart," Danzō said, his half-covered face showing nothing but disdain. "Either way, struggling is useless—you won't leave here unless I will it."

Danzō's words tore away the veil clouding Naruto's mind. Now, he remembered everything.

A Few Hours Earlier in Naruto's Room

The door opened, and Sakura stepped out of the bathroom, her slightly flushed complexion perfectly complementing her pink hair and emerald-green eyes. She walked toward Naruto, who was sprawled out on his bed, eyes closed.

"At least take a bath. After a training session, that's the bare minimum," she said, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

It had been about a week since she had confessed her love to Naruto. At first, he couldn't believe his ears—he even thought it was some kind of cruel joke from her.

But as the days passed, it became clear that she was serious. Bit by bit, she began to grow closer to him, sometimes even hanging around at his place. Despite how strange the situation felt, Naruto couldn't help but be happy. After all, he had loved her for a long time. Maybe fate was finally on his side.

"Hmm, you done?" Naruto asked, sitting up while rubbing his eyes.

The moment he opened his mouth to say something else, he froze—his eyes widening in shock at the scene unfolding before him.

The slender and slightly pinkish body of Sakura was just a few centimeters away from him, a towel covering the most essential parts without spoiling the pleasure. Naruto blushed instantly.

Noticing Sakura's reaction, she let out a amused smile. She approached a little closer and whispered a few words in his ear. The excitement was at its peak, the young ninja's heartbeat quickened, and he could feel that his body was ready for any possible situation.

Suddenly, memories of his sensei's writings flooded his brain, trying to find the most suitable way to react. During his training with Jiraiya, Naruto had also made it a habit to train in his own way by exploring the various methods and techniques hidden in the scrolls of the pleasure paradise. The time had finally come for him to test the veracity of his sensei's words.

With a swift movement, Naruto slid a hand around her waist and threw her onto the bed with the other. Caught off guard, Sakura didn't have time to react as Naruto slowly brought his lips to hers in a languorous kiss, his hands exploring her body.

The kiss intensified, Sakura's towel sliding down gradually, revealing the softness of her skin. Naruto's hands explored every curve, every inch of flesh, awakening new and burning sensations.

"Ahhh"

Sakura let out a muffled moan, her fingers gripping his shoulders. She wanted to stop him, but her body disagreed, she had just experienced this rather exceptional sensation, and deep down she wanted even more.

The breathing of the two young people became faster, their bodies intertwining in a sensual dance. Their lips did not part, exchanging greedy and passionate kisses. Guided by a primal instinct, Naruto pulled Sakura closer, their bodies pressed together, the contact of their skin increasing the intensity of desire. He moved lower, letting his warm lips travel over Sakura's shivering body, arriving at her breasts, sucking on the right one, making his way, his middle and ring fingers slowly entering her, overflowing with Sakura's warm liquid.

Hmmm…ahhh…ahh

Sakura couldn't hold back any longer. The room, bathed in soft light, became the stage for an intimate and torrid scene. The bed creaked slightly under the weight of their bodies, moving together, every touch, every kiss, every gesture increasing the tension between them, while their hot breaths mingled.

Sensing instinctively that the moment was right, Naruto pulled back a bit before quickly undressing himself. Revealing his well-defined muscles forged by years of training.

He then advanced, grabbing Sakura's neck, with an unusual gentleness, placing kisses along Sakura's throat, slowly moving down to her chest. His hands molded her breasts, causing increasingly loud moans.

The pace quickened, their bodies pressing against each other, seeking to merge. The boundaries between them seemed to disappear, leaving only warmth and desire.

"Na…Naru…aah…aaah…ahh"

With her eyes closed, Sakura let out a cry of pleasure as Naruto entered her. Their bodies began to move in unison, each rhythmic movement intensifying the sensation. Warmth enveloped them, their breaths becoming labored. The pleasure grew, bringing them closer to ecstasy.

Moans and sighs filled the room as they lost themselves in the present moment. The excitement was at its peak, their bodies tense and vibrating. Finally, together, they reached the peak of their passion, a cry of pleasure escaping their lips.

Their bodies fell back on the bed, covered in sweat, their hearts beating as one. They remained entwined, their breath returning to normal gradually, a feeling of satisfaction washing over Naruto, he got up and went to drink the tea that Sakura had made for him earlier, after which he collapsed on the bed...