Team Snake (CH 1) (Patreon)

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

All characters engaging in sexual or mature relationships are eighteen years or older.

This story was commissioned by darkfox12

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Chapter 1: Team Anko

Village Hidden In The Leaves - The Forest Of Death

The Forest of Death was never meant to be a place of comfort, but for the members of the newly formed Team Anko, it had become a second home, or a living hell, depending on who you asked.

Giant centipedes skittered through the undergrowth, and the canopy was so thick that sunlight only reached the forest floor in jagged, sickly pale needles. In the center of a small clearing, three Genin stood panting, their clothes torn and faces smeared with dirt.

Naruto Uzumaki leaned against a tree, his chest heaving. His twin brother, Menma, stood a few feet away, wiping a smudge of blood from his lip with a cold, calculated stoicism. Kiba Inuzuka was hunched over, Akamaru whimpering at his feet, his wild hair even messier than usual.

"You guys suck," Kiba spat, glaring at the twins. "If Naruto hadn’t rushed that tiger-leech, I could’ve flanked it. You’re too damn impulsive!"

"Me?" Naruto barked back, his blue eyes flashing. "You’re the one who started howling and gave away our position! You think you’re the Alpha, but you’re just a loudmouth!"

Menma sighed, his voice low and steady. "Shut up, both of you. We failed the coordination exercise because none of us trusts the other to hold the line. Anko-sensei is going to kill us."

"I am not kill you, brat," a voice purred from the shadows above.

Anko Mitarashi dropped from a high branch, landing with a silent grace that belied her loud personality. She wore her usual mesh shirt and tan overcoat, a wicked smirk playing on her lips. She popped a dango into her mouth, chewing slowly as she looked over her disheveled team.

"You three are a mess," she said, tossing the empty skewer aside. "The chemistry is non-existent. You’re like three stray dogs fighting over a bone, except the bone is a C-rank mission and the dogs are incompetent."

"We aren't incompetent!" Kiba yelled, though he winced as he shifted his weight.

"Prove it," Anko challenged. She pointed to a massive, gnarled cedar tree that stretched toward the clouds. "Tree climbing without your hands. A basic chakra control exercise, I explained how to do it to you all before. I want all three of you to hit the top branch. But since you’re clearly unmotivated by 'duty,' let's make it interesting."

She leaned forward, her voice dropping to a sultry rasp that made the boys' ears turn red. "Whoever reaches the top first gets a special reward. A personal one. I might just show you what a Tokubetsu Jounin can do with her... hands. Or her chest."

The air in the clearing changed instantly. The boys froze, their hormones screaming louder than their fatigue.

"What?" Naruto stammered, his eyes drifting involuntarily to the curve of Anko's chest under the mesh.

"You heard me," Anko laughed, enjoying the sudden surge of 'motivation.' "First place gets a titty-fuck. Second and third? You just get to watch and wish you were faster. Go!"

They moved before she even finished the word.

Naruto, driven by a lifelong obsession with the "forbidden curves" he’d only seen in Icha Icha books, pushed his chakra to his soles with reckless abandon. He bolted up the trunk, his feet thudding against the bark.

Kiba wasn't far behind, his animalistic instincts kicking in. "No way am I losing to a blonde idiot!" he roared, Akamaru barking encouragement from the ground.

Menma, however, remained focused. He didn't yell. He kept his chakra flow steady, knowing that over-exertion would lead to a slip. He watched Naruto pull ahead, his brother's desperation fueling his speed.

Naruto’s heart hammered against his ribs. He could see the canopy thinning. His feet slipped once, twice, but he dug in, his competitive streak with Menma and his desire for Anko merging into a singular, frantic drive. With a final burst of speed, he leaped onto the highest sturdy branch, panting like a marathon runner.

"I... I win!" Naruto yelled, pumping a fist into the air.

Seconds later, Menma landed beside him, followed by a frustrated Kiba.

"Damn it!" Kiba slammed a fist against the trunk. "So close!"

Anko appeared on the branch above Naruto, looking down at him with an amused smirk. "Well, well. Looks like the loud one has the most drive today. Come here, Naruto."

She sat back against the trunk, spreading her legs slightly and pulling her overcoat open. She hooked her fingers under the collar of her mesh shirt and pulled it down, exposing her pale, ample breasts.

Kiba and Menma stood frozen, their eyes wide. Naruto felt his face go nuclear.

"The winner gets the prize," Anko whispered. She grabbed Naruto by the collar and pulled him forward, pressing his face into her cleavage.

Naruto let out a muffled squeak. The scent of her, cinnamon and sweat, was intoxicating. Anko let out a throaty laugh, pushing his head back to get the rod of his pants before guiding it between her tits. She squeezed her breasts together, trapping his hardening member between them as she began to slide him up and down.

"Look at you," Anko teased, looking over Naruto’s shoulder at Menma and Kiba. "While your brother is getting a taste of heaven, you two are just standing there in the dirt. Maybe next time you’ll be faster, huh?"

Menma’s eyes darkened, a smirk playing on his lips despite his jealousy. Kiba looked like he was about to explode, his hands trembling. The rivalry was no longer just about being a ninja; it was about dominance.

Naruto stared at the canopy of the Forest of Death, his mind drifting back to the day this madness started. Before the "incentives," before the sweat, and before the heavy realization of what it meant to be a shinobi under the village’s most unpredictable kunoichi.

Flashback Scene Ahead

The Hokage Tower had been buzzing with the usual post-graduation chaos. Dozens of fresh Genin were being sorted into three-man cells, their futures decided by folders and political maneuvering.

Inside the Third Hokage’s office, the air was thick with tobacco smoke and the scent of old parchment. Lord Sarutobi sat behind his desk, looking weary. Across from him, Anko Mitarashi was leaning against the window frame, tossing a kunai into the air and catching it by the tip.

"I’m not taking a team, Lord Third," Anko snapped, her eyes tracking the spinning blade. "I’m a tracker, an interrogator. I don't have the patience to teach brats how to tie their sandals."

"You have a unique set of skills, Anko," Sarutobi said softly. "And I have three boys who need a specific kind of... firm hand. They are high-energy, high-conflict, and potentially high-reward."

He slid three folders across the desk. Anko sighed, snatched them up, and flipped them open.

"Naruto Uzumaki. The loud one. Menma Uzumaki. The quiet, intense one. And Kiba Inuzuka. The one who thinks he’s an alpha wolf," she muttered, a slow smirk spreading across her face. "You’re giving me the village's biggest headaches."

"I am giving you a pack of hounds," the Hokage corrected. "They don't work together. They compete. They clash. I need someone who can turn that friction into fire."

Anko looked at the photos. Naruto’s grin, Menma’s cold stare, and Kiba’s feral smirk. Something dark and playful stirred in her gut. She didn't see students; she saw clay.

"Fine," she purred, slamming the folders shut. "But don't complain to me when they come back with a few scars. I don't do 'gentle' training."

Fast Forward

The three boys had been waiting in Academy Room 301 for two hours.

"Where is this sensei?" Kiba growled, pacing the floor while Akamaru let out a bored whine. "If it's some old guy like Kakashi, I’m gonna lose it."

"Patience, Kiba," Menma said from the back row, his arms crossed. He was leaning against the wall, his eyes closed. "The longer they take, the more they’re testing us."

"Testing us? It’s just rude!" Naruto yelled, sitting on the desk and swinging his legs. "I bet it’s someone super cool! Someone who’s gonna teach me the ultimate Ninjutsu right away!"

The door didn't open; it exploded.

A smoke bomb detonated in the center of the room, filling the space with thick, grey haze. The three boys scrambled, reaching for kunai as a blur of motion swept through the room.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Before any of them could react, three kunai slammed into the wall behind them, pinning their sleeves or collars to the wood.

"Slow. Pathetic. Dead," a female voice echoed through the smoke.

As the haze cleared, Anko was standing on the teacher's desk, her trench coat fluttering. She looked down at them with a look of pure, unadulterated hunger.

"So, you’re my little projects," she said, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. She hopped down, landing inches from Naruto’s face. She smelled of dango and snake. "I’m Anko Mitarashi. From today, your lives belong to me."

Naruto gulped, his face turning bright red as he took in her mesh shirt and the wild look in her eyes. "Uh... hi?"

She grabbed him by the chin, forcing him to look at her. "Don't 'hi' me, brat. You three are a disaster. You have no chemistry, no discipline, and way too much ego."

She moved to Kiba, who tried to growl, only for Anko to flick him hard on the nose. "And you? You're not the Alpha here. I am. If you want to prove you're more than just a loud puppy, you’re going to have to work for it."

She finally stopped in front of Menma, who stared back with narrowed eyes. "And the quiet one. You think you're better than them? Prove it. Or I'll break you first."

She walked toward the door, not looking back. "Meet me at Training Ground 44, the Forest of Death, in ten minutes. If you’re late, I’ll feed you to the giant leeches. And boys?"

She looked over her shoulder, a predatory grin on her face.

"I like to reward my favorite pets. So try to make this interesting."

Flashback Scene End

"Shit, I am going to cum," Naruto groaned as Anko's soft tits squeezed his cock making him unable to hold himself back "Oh sweet kami."

Anko looked amused at the blonde brat as squirt his dick milk all over her chest, covering it in his white spunk.

Fast Forward

Two weeks later, the team returned to the village from a mission to the Land of Valleys. It had been a simple escort, but a group of bandits had tried their luck. Driven by the "incentives" Anko had continued to dangle, kisses, brief touches, and the promise of more, the boys had dismantled the threat in record time.

The client was so impressed by their efficiency that he’d added a substantial bonus to the pay.

As they stood in Anko’s small, cluttered apartment, the sun setting outside, the atmosphere was heavy. The mission was over, the bonus was collected, and the promise was due.

"You boys did good," Anko said, tossing her trench coat onto a chair. She was wearing only her mesh top and a pair of short shorts. "Quick, efficient, and lethal. I think that deserves the ultimate reward."

The boys stood in a line, looking everywhere but at each other. They were nervous, terrified, actually. They were virgins, and the reality of what was about to happen was hitting them harder than a Kunai.

"I’m going to take a shower," Anko said, walking toward the bathroom. "Decide among yourselves who goes first. Or don't. Maybe I'll just pick the one who looks the least like a frightened rabbit."

As the bathroom door clicked shut, the silence in the room was deafening.

"I'm first," Kiba snapped, though his voice cracked. "I’m the Alpha here. I should set the pace."

"You’re a loudmouth," Menma countered, his arms crossed. "You’ll probably finish before she even gets her clothes off. I should go first to make sure she actually enjoys herself."

"Hey!" Naruto yelled. "I’m the one who’s been winning the most contests! I should get the honor!"

The bickering continued until the bathroom door opened. Anko stepped out, steam billowing behind her. She was wrapped in a short towel that barely covered her hips, her hair damp and clinging to her neck.

She saw the three of them standing there, red-faced and arguing. She rolled her eyes, walking over to the couch.

"Sit," she commanded.

They scrambled to obey, sitting in a row on her worn leather sofa. Naruto ended up in the middle, with Menma on his left and Kiba on his right.

Anko dropped to her knees in front of them. "You're all so tense," she purred. "Let's loosen you up."

Lemon Scene Ahead

She moved like a predator. She started with Kiba, pulling his pants down just enough. Before he could protest, she took him into her mouth. Kiba’s eyes nearly rolled out of his head, his hands gripping the cushions. Then she moved to Naruto, her tongue swirling with a practiced ease that made him gasp. Finally, she reached Menma, who let out a low growl, his fingers digging into the back of the couch.

She pulled back, licking her lips. "Better?"

She looked at Naruto, who was vibrating in the middle of the couch. "Naruto, you've been the most eager. Let’s see if that translates to the bedroom."

She reached into a drawer and pulled out a condom, sliding it onto him with her teeth, a move that nearly sent him over the edge then and there. She climbed onto his lap, straddling him, her breasts pressed against his chest.

"Look at them, Naruto," she whispered into his ear, nodding toward Kiba and Menma. "They’re watching you take what they want. Don't disappoint me."

She lowered herself down. Naruto let out a choked cry as he entered her. The heat was unlike anything he’d imagined. Anko began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, agonizing rhythm.

"Is it too much for you, blondie?" Anko teased, her voice dripping with sadistic glee. "Are you going to cum from just this little bit of pussy? You're shaking, Naruto."

Naruto tried to hold on, his eyes locked on her smirk, but the sensation was overwhelming. He looked at Menma, who was watching with a mixture of envy and calculation.

"I... I can't..." Naruto gasped.

"Already?" Anko laughed, picking up the pace. She ground her hips down hard. "Come on, squirt for me!"

With a loud groan, Naruto arched his back, his muscles locking as he finished within seconds. Anko didn't stop immediately; she gave him a few more hard grinds, enjoying the way his face twisted in a mix of pleasure and shame.

"A premature little fox," she mocked gently, kissing his nose. "Don't worry. We'll work on your stamina."

Lemon Scene Pause

Before she could move to the next eighteen year old boy, a sharp whistling sound cut through the room. A messenger hawk fluttered at the window.

Anko sighed, reaching out to take the scroll from its leg. Her expression shifted from playful to professional in an instant.

"Duty calls, boys. Team Kurenai is in trouble on a Wave mission. We’re being sent as backup. Pack your gear. We leave in ten minutes."

Kiba and Menma exchanged a look of pure agony.

"Wait!" Kiba yelled. "What about us?!"

Anko smirked as she headed for her gear. "Patience, boys. Consider this a cliffhanger. If you survive the trip to Wave, I’ll finish what I started."

Fast Forward

The journey to the Land of Waves was grueling. They pushed through the night, the tension between the boys thick enough to cut with a kunai. Naruto was embarrassed by his performance, Kiba was frustrated by the blue-balls, and Menma was simmering with a quiet, dark desire to outdo his brother.

By the time they made camp in a dense thicket, the temperature had plummeted.

"We're sharing one tent to keep the heat in," Anko ordered. "And to keep you three from wandering off."

The tent was tiny. Once their bedrolls were laid out, there was barely enough room to breathe. Naruto was sandwiched between the tent wall and Menma, with Kiba on the other side. Anko crawled in last, her presence filling the small space.

"It’s cramped," Kiba grumbled. "I can’t even move my legs."

"Then move them where I tell you," Anko’s voice came from the darkness.

She crawled over Naruto, who held his breath, and slid into Kiba’s sleeping bag. The Inuzuka let out a muffled yelp.

"You were talking a big game back at the apartment, Kiba," Anko whispered loud enough for the twins to hear. "Something about making me cum 'a bunch'?"

"I... I will!" Kiba hissed, his bravado returning. "Just watch me."

"Oh, I'll be doing more than watching," Anko purred.

Lemon Scene Resume

In the cramped darkness, the sounds of fabric shifting and a condom being unwrapped were amplified. Anko didn't waste time. She flipped Kiba onto his back.

"You like the view from back here, don't you, doggy?" She slid onto him, taking him in a reverse cowgirl position.

Kiba let out a strangled roar at the sensation of his sensei's surprisingly tight cunt. He reached up, his hands finding her ass and gripping it with bruising force. "Yeah... that's it..."

Anko’s sadistic nature flared. She didn't go slow. She began to ride him with a violent, jarring pace. Kiba’s overconfidence shattered within a minute.

"Wait... Anko-sensei... slow down..."

"What happened to all that confidence, Kiba?" she mocked, her voice rising. "I thought you were a alpha dog! Are you losing to a pussy? Don't be a bitch!"

She leaned back, reaching to grab him by the neck, her fingers digging into his skin as she forced him to look at her through the dark. Kiba’s breath hitched. He hit his limit, his body shuddering as he came, his voice a pathetic whimper.

But Anko didn't stop.

She kept riding him, harder and faster, even as he tried to push her off. "Stop... it hurts... it's too much..."

"Take it!" she commanded. "A real Alpha doesn't quit just because he’s sensitive."

Kiba was left gasping, his body quivering as she finally slid off him, leaving him a shaking mess in his sleeping bag.

She turned her attention to the twins. Naruto was staring, his mouth agape. Menma was watching with a strange, intense focus.

Anko slid into Menma’s bag.

"Your turn, level-headed one," she whispered.

Menma didn't hesitate. As she reached for the condom, he grabbed her wrist. "Suck that dick, you snake bitch," he hissed, his voice surprisingly cold and dominant.

Anko’s eyes widened in the dark, a thrill of genuine excitement running through her. "Ooh, a dark side. I like it."

She went down on him, her tongue working with a ferocity that made Menma’s breath hitch. He didn't pull away. He leaned into the sensation, even when his body started to shake.

When she finally rose to ride him, she leaned down, her hair brushing his face. "Don't cum now, Menma. Your brother lasted longer than I expected. Can you handle it better than him?"

"Fuck you," Menma growled, thrusting up into her. "I'll handle anything you've got."

As they moved, Menma’s fetish came to the forefront. He pushed himself to the brink, and when he finally exploded, he didn't try to get her to stop. As Anko continued to grind against his over-sensitive member, Menma let out a broken, half-sobbing laugh. His body began to quiver and shake, tears pricking his eyes from the sheer intensity of the overstimulation.

"That's it," Anko whispered, watching him break. "Cry for me, Menma."

Naruto watched, a pit of jealousy and awe in his stomach. He saw Menma’s superiority, how he could endure the pleasure-pain that had made Naruto pull away.

Anko noticed Naruto’s gaze. She reached out, grabbing his balls through his pants while she was still riding Menma.

"Don't look so sad, Naruto," she teased. "Get that smug look off your face, Menma. Naruto can still handle my deepthroat without tearing up faster than you can."

Naruto felt a small, triumphant smile tug at his lips as Menma’s smirk vanished, replaced by a gasp of pure sensation.

Lemon Scene End

As the sun began to peek through the tent flaps, Anko finally pulled away from both of them, breathless and glowing.

"Listen up," she said, her voice regaining its authoritative edge. "We reach Wave by midday. Team Kurenai is waiting. Whoever performs best on this mission, whoever shows me they’ve actually learned how to be a shinobi, gets to do it again."

She paused, a wicked glint in her eyes. "And this time? We go raw."

The fire that ignited in the eyes of all three boys was enough to burn the forest down.

Chapter End

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A/N: In the chapter, Team Anko joins forces with Team Kurenai (comprising Hinata, Ino, and Sakura) in the Land of Waves to help combat enemy ninjas. With the assurance of a reward, Team Anko strives to impress and surpass Team Kurenai. Thank you all for your support, and see you later!