Naruto/Fate: The Servant Tamer (CH 2) (Patreon)

A/N: This story is rated M for mature content not suitable for children.

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Chapter 2: The Goddess of Beauty and the King of Heroes

Location: Mesopotamia - The Outskirts of Uruk

The heat of the Babylonian sun was oppressive, but Naruto Uzumaki didn’t feel it. His new body, tempered by the Element of Life and his previous life’s experiences, regulated his temperature perfectly. Beside him, Mordred trudged through the sand, her heavy armor clanking with every step.

"I still don't see why we have to walk," Mordred grumbled, wiping sweat from her brow. She looked at Naruto, her eyes lingering on the way his shirt clung to his frame. Even after the "lessons" he’d taught her back at Chaldea, she couldn't help but feel a pull toward him, a mixture of fear, resentment, and a deep-seated, primal attraction she refused to name.

"It builds character, Mordred," Naruto said with a lazy smirk. "Besides, if we fly in, we miss the welcoming committee."

As if on cue, the sand ahead erupted. A pack of Demonic Beasts, monstrous, multi-limbed creatures, leaped from the dunes, snarling with hunger.

Mordred’s hand went to the hilt of Clarent, but Naruto held up a hand.

"Stay back. I need to test the Leylines in this era."

Naruto clapped his hands together. He didn't need long seals; his connection to the "Helix of Life" was instinctual. "Wood Style: Deep Serpent Bind!"

Thick, thorny vines exploded from the arid sand, defying the laws of nature. They moved like living snakes, wrapping around the beasts and crushing their carapaces with sickening crunches. The beasts didn't just die; as the vines tightened, their very life force was drained, flowing back through the roots and into Naruto.

Naruto exhaled, a faint green aura flickering around him. "The mana in this era is thick. Dense. It’s going to make things very... interesting."

"You're a monster," Mordred muttered, though there was a hint of awe in her voice.

"I'm your Master," Naruto corrected, reaching out and flicking her ear. She winced, her face flushing crimson. "Now, let’s go see the King. I can feel a massive presence in that city."

Location: Uruk - The Royal Ziggurat

The city of Uruk was a marvel of ancient engineering, a bastion of humanity standing against the tide of the Three Goddess Alliance. As Naruto and Mordred approached the Ziggurat, the guards moved to intercept them, but a sharp voice rang out from the top of the stairs.

"Stand down! These are not the mindless thralls of the Gorgon."

A woman descended the steps. She was elegant, with long green hair and a calculating gaze. Beside her was a woman Naruto recognized from the files: Siduri, the Chief Priestess.

"I am Siduri," the priestess said, bowing slightly. "The King has been expecting guests from 'the future.' He will see you now."

Naruto walked through the halls of the Ziggurat with a confidence that bordered on arrogance. He didn't care about the grandeur; he was looking for power. When they entered the throne room, they found a man sitting on a throne of gold, surrounded by tablets.

Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, looked different than the records suggested. He was a Caster, holding a heavy tome, his eyes narrowed as he looked at Naruto.

"So," Gilgamesh’s voice boomed, echoing in the chamber. "The mongrel from the future finally arrives. You smell of the earth and the soul, boy. Tell me, do you intend to save my city, or are you just another looter in the wake of the end of the world?"

Naruto didn't bow. He stood his ground, his blue eyes meeting the King’s crimson ones. "I'm here to fix the Singularity. How I do it is my business. But I wouldn't mind a few 'rewards' for my trouble."

Gilgamesh laughed, a harsh, metallic sound. "Arrogant! I like it. Very well. Siduri will find you quarters. But know this, Master of Chaldea, in this era, I am the only law."

"We'll see about that," Naruto replied, his gaze already wandering toward Siduri’s retreating form, noting the way her robes hugged her hips.

Location: Guest Quarters - Uruk

The quarters provided were luxurious by ancient standards, filled with soft silks and bowls of fresh fruit. As soon as the door closed, Mordred collapsed onto the bed, her armor vanishing into spirit form, leaving her in her skimpy tube top and shorts.

"That King... he’s dangerous," Mordred said, her voice low.

"He is," Naruto agreed, sitting on the edge of the bed. "But he's also distracted. The city is under siege. Which means we have a free hand to do as we please."

He turned his gaze to Mordred. The "refueling" he had done in the desert was a start, but the thick mana of Babylonia required a more thorough "synchronization."

"Come here, Mordred," Naruto commanded.

The blonde knight stiffened. She knew that tone. It was the tone that preceded her complete undoing. Slowly, she crawled across the bed, her eyes fixed on the floor.

"You're still tense," Naruto noted, his hand moving to the back of her neck, his fingers tangling in her hair. "How can you fight for me if your circuits are clogged with hesitation?"

"I'm not... hesitant," she whispered, though her breath was hitching.

"Prove it."

Lemon Scene Ahead

Naruto pulled her head back, forcing her to look at him. He didn't kiss her with tenderness; he claimed her mouth with a dominant force that left her breathless. Mordred whimpered into the kiss, her hands coming up to clutch at his shoulders. She hated how much she craved this, the way his power seemed to overwhelm her very essence.

He pushed her back onto the silks, his hands moving with practiced efficiency. Her top was discarded, revealing her firm, athletic breasts. Naruto didn't waste time with foreplay; he used his magecraft, a faint glow emanating from his palms as he massaged her breasts, sending jolts of raw magical energy directly into her core.

Mordred’s back arched, her toes curling. "N-Naruto... it’s too much..."

"It’s exactly what you need," he growled.

He stripped quickly, his own desire evident. He moved between her legs, his hands gripping her thighs and forcing them wide. He looked down at her, the proud Knight of Treachery, reduced to a panting, needy mess beneath him.

He entered her in one swift, powerful thrust. Mordred let out a choked scream, her fingers digging into his back. The connection was instantaneous. Because of his soul-based magecraft, she didn't just feel his body; she felt the sheer, overwhelming pressure of his magical circuits. It felt like being filled with liquid fire.

Naruto began to move, his pace relentless. Every thrust was a reminder of who was in control. Mordred’s head thrashed against the pillows, her pride crumbling with every wet slap of their bodies meeting.

"Whose... pussy... is this?" Naruto demanded, his voice a low vibration that seemed to echo in her bones.

"Yours!" Mordred cried out, her eyes glazed with pleasure. "It’s yours! Master... please... more!"

Naruto smirked. He reached down, his fingers finding her clitoris and applying a steady, rhythmic pressure. The combination of the internal friction and the external stimulation sent Mordred over the edge. She began to shake, her internal muscles clamping down on him with desperate intensity.

"That's it," Naruto whispered. "Give it all to me."

He felt the surge of mana, the "mana burst" that Mordred was famous for. Usually, she used it to enhance her swordplay, but here, in the heat of passion, it was being channeled directly into him. He met her climax with his own, his seed filling her as he felt her magical energy stabilize and expand.

Lemon Scene End

The Following Morning

Naruto stood on the balcony of their quarters, looking out over the city. Mordred was still asleep, a look of exhaustion and contentment on her face.

Suddenly, a streak of light descended from the sky. It crashed into the courtyard below with the force of a meteor. Naruto narrowed his eyes as the dust cleared.

Standing in a crater was a woman with long, flowing black hair, dressed in a revealing outfit of gold and crimson, floating on a massive, bow-like construct.

"Finally!" the woman shouted, her voice carrying across the Ziggurat. "Where is that golden idiot? I have a bone to pick with him!"

Naruto’s smirk returned. Ishtar. The Goddess of Beauty and the guardian of Uruk.

"Well," Naruto murmured to himself, his eyes scanning her perfectly sculpted legs and the defiant curve of her hips. "I think I found my next project."

Chapter End

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A/N: Things are heating up in Babylonia! Naruto has secured his footing in Uruk, but a Goddess has just crashed the party. Will he be able to "tame" the Goddess of Beauty as easily as he did Mordred and Olga? Stay tuned for the next update!