Tsunade heard Li Fan's promise.
She remained silent, offering no response.
With one free hand, she brushed aside the stray strands of hair on her forehead.
Then, her cherry-red lips slowly descended toward Li Fan's manhood.
Li Fan shut his eyes, a low moan escaping his lips.
A few seconds later, he suddenly opened them again, frowning.
"I know you're inexperienced, but you can't just suck mindlessly. Use your tongue."
Tsunade paused, considering his words.
She had already come this far—what difference would a few more techniques make?
Reluctantly, she resumed, this time experimenting with her tongue.
True to her reputation as one of the Legendary Sannin, her movements were deft.
Her soft lips and agile tongue drew another pleased sigh from Li Fan.
He could feel the warmth of her mouth, the delicate flick of her tongue against his sensitive tip.
Her technique was still unrefined, but Li Fan wasn't complaining. There would be time to teach her.
After savoring the moment for another ten seconds, he opened his eyes.
His hands drifted to Tsunade's head, fingers threading through her smooth, honey-blonde hair.
She tensed at his touch, shooting him a glare—but she didn't stop.
"Tell me," Li Fan mused, "have you ever done this for a boyfriend before?"
The moment the words left his mouth, Tsunade's movements grew rougher.
Li Fan blinked in surprise. "You're not answering? But judging by how clumsy you are, I'm guessing… no?"
Still, she remained silent, focused solely on the task at hand.
Her reaction only piqued his curiosity further.
His gaze trailed downward—and then he understood.
"Ah. That's why you're not talking. You're getting worked up again."
"Your nipples are stiff, and your pants are soaked."
"Does mentioning your boyfriend really turn you on that much?"
Finally, Tsunade pulled back just enough to mutter, muffled:
"Shut up."
Then she resumed, her mouth working diligently.
But inwardly, she was conflicted.
Li Fan was right—the mention of her first love, Dan Kato, had stirred something in her.
Her relationship with Dan had been chaste, almost spiritual.
They had never even held hands, let alone… this.
The shame of what she was doing now gnawed at her.
Yet, paradoxically, the guilt only heightened her arousal.
Tears welled in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks and onto Li Fan's skin.
Watching her cry, Li Fan felt a dark thrill.
There was something primal in the urge to ruin something beautiful.
But he restrained himself.
Originally, he'd planned to force himself on her after this—to see her despair when he broke their agreement.
Now, though, he reconsidered.
Breaking his word now would destroy any future leverage.
But if he played the honorable man—at least in her eyes—he could manipulate her further.
In the real world, Tsunade would rather die than debase herself like this.
But here, in this dream, she was powerless.
Step by step, he could erode her boundaries.
Once she surrendered her virginity, what else would she compromise?
The thought sent a jolt of heat through him.
His body tensed, pleasure coiling tight—
Then release.
With a growl, he came, filling Tsunade's mouth.
Her eyes flew wide in shock.
She tried to pull away, but Li Fan's grip on her hair held her in place.
"Mmph—! Mmph!"
When the last shudder passed, Li Fan looked down at her, satisfied.
"Good girl. I thought you'd spit it out."
He tilted his head. "Now swallow."
Tsunade froze, her lashes lowering slightly—hesitating.
Li Fan wasn't surprised. Even in his world, many women balked at this.
And in this conservative shinobi society? Unthinkable.
But that only made it sweeter.
"If you refuse," he murmured, "I'll make your other mouth take it."
Tsunade's glare could have melted steel.
Her chest heaved as she fought back nausea—then, with visible effort, she swallowed.
The sound of her throat working filled the silent dream.
When she finally finished, Li Fan smiled.
"Clean me up. Use your mouth."