Tsunade's face twisted into a look of guilt and shame as you reminded her of the day she left you on the battlefield. "I... I'm sorry, Luke," she stammered, trying to find the words to explain herself even as tears welled up in her eyes. "It wasn't that I didn't care, it was just..." She trailed off, shaking her head slowly.

She felt your hand on her cheek, gently wiping away a tear that had escaped down her face.

"Luke..." She closed her eyes tightly as your hand made contact with her cheek again, feeling the sting of the slap as tears trickled down her face once more. "I understand that I deserve some punishment... but please, Luke, don't make me feel any worse than I already do." Tsunade took a deep breath and forced herself to meet your gaze. "If you want me to take my punishment, then fine. But I need you to know that I truly am sorry for what happened, and for leaving you behind."

Her breath hitches as she feels your hard length pressing against her. She moans, rubbing herself against you harder, desperate for the sensation of skin on skin. Her nipples are rock-hard and her body trembles with need as she writhes beneath you. "Please," she whispers, arching her back further to press her aching breasts into your cock. "Take me."

Her eyes roll back in pleasure as she feels your thick length slide past her lips and into her mouth. She moans around you, sucking and licking hungrily as she takes more of you deeper into her throat. Her hands rake through your hair, urging you to thrust harder, faster.

Her hips buck against the bed, grinding against your stomach as she feels the pressure building inside her. "Oh God," she gasps around your cock, feeling herself growing wetter and more needy with every passing moment.

Tsunade smiled, her heart skipping a beat as she felt the words leave his lips. "I love you too," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She pressed herself closer to him, reveling in the warmth of their embrace and the strength that came from being together. For the first time in many years, she knew with certainty that everything was going to be alright.

"Hmm? No," she murmured drowsily, her eyelids growing heavy as the effects of their lovemaking began to take hold. "Just comfortable." Her voice trailed off into a contented sigh as she snuggled deeper into his embrace, already drifting off to sleep.

As Tsunade slipped into dreams, her subconscious mind filled with images of Gunzo and the life they would build together. She smiled softly in her sleep, secure in the knowledge that he was by her side - forever.

Tsunade's eyes narrowed as she stared at you, taking in the obvious bulge in your trousers. She leaned back against the cushions with a satisfied smile and reached beneath the table, slowly but surely undoing your belt and lowering your zipper. Her fingers found their target, and with a wicked grin she wrapped them around your erection, stroking it slowly as she looked up at you through her lashes. "Is that what you wanted?" she asked, her voice husky with desire.

Tsunade's grin widened as she continued to stroke your length, her other hand moving up to cup your testicles, squeezing gently. She leaned in closer, letting the soft flesh of her breasts brush against your chest as she whispered in your ear, "You know, I'm not supposed to like this... But it feels so good..." Her hips began to move in time with her strokes, grinding against your hand.

With a sigh of relief, Tsunade looked up at the clock and saw that it was indeed time to call it a day. "Well done, Agus," she said with genuine appreciation. "You've really impressed me today. I think we make quite the team." She paused for a moment before continuing with a mischievous glint in her eye, "

But don't get too comfortable; you still have plenty of room for improvement."

Tsunade chuckled at your remark and stood up from her desk. "Very well then," she said with a grin. "I'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning, ready to tackle whatever paperwork the village throws our way." She paused for a moment before adding, somewhat more seriously, "Oh, and Agus? Thank you again for all your help today. It truly meant a lot."