Mikoto's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a cold wave of shock wash over her. She gulped, trying to maintain her composure. "What! The Raikage?”

“What happened, do you have an issue with this request?” Hiruzen Asked

“No sir, I'll do my best," she replied, her voice was steady despite the turmoil within her.

Hiruzen nodded, satisfied with her response. "I know you will, Mikoto. This is a crucial visit, and your assistance will be invaluable. Make sure everything is prepared for his arrival."

“Of course, Lord Hokage,” Mikoto replied, her voice steady. With a resolute nod, she turned to leave the office.

After Mikoto left the Hokage's office, her mind was racing with the thought of being in close proximity to Raikage again. She knew she had to face him, to confront the memories and the feelings that still lingered within her. But for now, she had two days to prepare, two days to steel herself for the inevitable encounter with the man who had forever changed her.

Mikoto spent those days meticulously planning. She organized her thoughts and emotions, practicing her routine while balancing her responsibilities as a mother. Each evening, she found herself standing before the mirror, adjusting her attire, ensuring that every detail reflected her dignity. As the day of the Raikage's arrival approached, anticipation coiled tightly in her chest, merging with the thrill of the unknown.

As Mikoto stood waiting at the gates of Konoha to welcome Raikage, her heart raced with a mixture of dread and excitement. The moment she spotted Ay approaching, a familiar rush of conflicting emotions flooded her.

“Hey, Mikoto! Long time no see… What are you doing here?” he said with a surprising yet excited expression.

“Welcome to Konoha, Raikage-sama,” she replied, trying to keep her composure. “Lord Hokage has assigned me to be your guide for this visit.”

“Oh great! I really enjoyed your company last time, hehe,” he responded in a teasing tone.

Mikoto did her best to ignore the smoldering look in his eyes, filled with desire that made her skin tingle and sent heat rushing to her cheeks. She clenched her fists, reminding herself to remain professional despite the memories of their past encounter flooding her mind.

Ay didn’t wait long before he started making his moves, compliments were sliding off his tongue like honey. "You look stunning today, Mikoto. That outfit really accentuates your curves," he said, leaning in closer than necessary.

Mikoto forced a smile, trying to maintain her composure. "Thank you, Raikage-sama," she replied, “but I guess you should concentrate on the village affairs and not my curves”

Ay leaned closer, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Oh, is that so? Playing hard to get, Mikoto?”

Mikoto felt her cheeks heat up at his playful accusation. “We are on duty now, we should behave professionally” she replied, trying to maintain her professionalism even as her pulse quickened under his gaze.

“Okay, Mikoto, as you say,” he said, teasingly. “Let’s begin the tour.”

As they walked through the streets of Konoha, Ay maintained his proximity to Mikoto, his presence both intoxicating and overwhelming. “You know,” he began, a sly grin spreading across his face, “I’ve been thinking about our time together at the training camp. You were incredible, Mikoto. I still can’t believe how good you were in bed.”

Mikoto’s breath hitched, but she forced herself to respond casually. “Thank you, Raikage-sama. I appreciate your compliments, but we should focus on our duties here.”

“Oh, come on. You can’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it as much as I did,” he continued, his voice low and teasing. “I mean, the way you surrendered yourself to me at the moment… it would be a shame not to explore that again.” He stepped closer, his eyes glinting with mischief. “I’d love to fuck you again, you know.”

Mikoto’s heart raced, a mix of shock and anger flashing through her. “I think I made it clear it was a one-time thing,” she said firmly, fighting against the heat creeping up her cheeks.

Ay chuckled softly, undeterred. “You can say that, but I see the way you look at me, Mikoto. Deep down, I know you want it again too.” He leaned in closer, a teasing glint in his eye. “I mean, how could you possibly forget?”

Mikoto straightened her posture, her voice steady as she replied, “I assure you, Raikage-sama, I have no intentions of repeating the past. That was a mistake, nothing more.”

His grin widened, clearly enjoying her resistance. “Is that so? You’re a stubborn one, Mikoto. But even the most resolute can be swayed.” He stepped even closer, his breath warm against her ear. “and I’m quite good at breaking down walls.”

Mikoto took a breath to steady herself, determined not to show weakness. “What I shared with you was a moment of weakness, and I won’t let it happen again.”

“Then tell me,” he pressed, his voice low and intimate, “how have your nights been with your husband lately?”

Mikoto’s heart raced, and she struggled to form a coherent response. “They’re… fine,” she stammered, but deep down, she felt the weight of unspoken truths hanging in the air. She was trying to find the right words to address his insinuation when she felt the pressure of his gaze intensify.

Ay’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he sensed her inner turmoil. “Just fine? That doesn’t sound very convincing. You can do better than that, Mikoto.”

Her pulse quickened at his words, tension radiating from her. She opened her mouth to respond, but the anxiety clawed at her throat. “That’s not-”

Before Mikoto could complete, a familiar voice rang out across the courtyard.

“Mikoto! There you are!” Kushina called cheerfully, weaving through the crowd toward her friend. Her vibrant red hair shimmered in the sunlight, catching more than a few eyes - including the man standing just behind Mikoto.

Kushina slowed as she noticed him. A tall, imposing figure with a confident air, dressed in the formal attire of a foreign dignitary.

“Kushina,” Mikoto greeted warmly. “I was wondering when you'd show up. It has been quite some time since we last met” She turned slightly, motioning to the man behind her. “This is Lord Raikage. Konoha’s arranged for him to be given a proper tour, and they decided I’d be his escort.”

Kushina blinked. “The Raikage? Wow, welcome to Konoha!” she said politely, bowing her head just slightly.

The Raikage’s gaze swept over her with interest, a charming smile spreading across his face. “So this is the famous Kushina Uzumaki. They didn’t tell me Konoha had such beauty walking its streets.” His voice was low, smooth, and far too amused.

Kushina laughed, a bit flustered but seemingly unaware of the flirtation. “Thanks! But you’re giving me too much credit. Mikoto’s the real beauty between the two of us.”

Mikoto arched a brow, shooting a subtle look at the Raikage - a quiet warning. But he either didn’t notice or chose to ignore it.

“Don’t sell yourself short,” he said, his tone thick with charm. “A woman like you must leave chaos in her wake. That hair alone could start a war.”

Kushina laughed again, clearly amused but not quite catching on to the flirtation. “You’re funny. People usually say my hair makes me look scary.”

The Raikage leaned in slightly. “I like scary women.”

Mikoto stepped between them, her tone clipped. “Okay. The tour’s not over yet, Raikage-sama. Let’s keep moving.” Grabbing his arm, she gently but firmly began to lead him away from the conversation.

She turned back to Kushina, a hint of apology in her eyes. “Sorry, Kushina! I’ll see you soon,” she called out.

Kushina smiled brightly, waving her hand. “No worries, Mikoto! Best of luck with your duties!”

He let himself be guided, though with an unmistakable grin on his face.

As they walked a few paces away, she dragged him into a lonely dark alley and added under her breath, “What were you even doing? Kushina’s about to get married! And her fiancé is in line to become the next Hokage.”

The Raikage chuckled, not the least bit chastened. “So? I was just having a little fun. Why are you so eager to shut it down?”

Mikoto gave him a sharp side glance. “Huh? I’m making sure you don’t start a diplomatic incident by flirting with the wrong woman.”

“So, I can’t even enjoy the view now?” he said, a playful smirk on his lips as he glanced at her.

Mikoto scoffed, trying to mask her flustered feelings. “Tch. You’re impossible,”

He gave her a teasing look, clearly enjoying her reaction. “What’s the real problem? Are you jealous?”

Mikoto’s cheeks flushed faintly, but she immediately looked away with a huff. “Wh-what? Don’t be ridiculous. As if I’d be jealous over something like that.”

He smirked. “Sure. You just dragged me off because you care so much about diplomatic protocol.”

“I do,” she snapped, arms folded. “Unlike you, some of us take our jobs seriously.”

“Mm-hm.”

Mikoto tried to maintain her composure despite the heat rising in her cheeks. “I’m not staking any claims! I just think you should behave more professionally. You’re the Raikage, after all.”

Ay chuckled softly, his eyes never leaving hers. "You're adorable when you're flustered, Mikoto. But you can't deny the truth. You want me just as much as I want you."

Mikoto glared at him, her heart pounding in her chest. "I don't want you! I just think you should stop flirting with every girl you see."

“You know, you’re such a cute Tsundere Mikoto” Ay said amusingly.

“H-huh? I-I’m not a Tsunde-“

Before she could say something Ay grabbed her ass and forced a kiss on her, she was surprised at first but she melted into the kiss soon, it was more than enough to put an end to her faking and let her true desires out

"Mikoto," Ay said, his tone smooth and inviting, "why are you fighting this? We both know what you want."

She turned to him, her heart racing. "Raikage-sama, this is wrong. I can’t betray Fugaku. I can't do this again."

Upon seeing the cloudedness in Mikoto’s eyes Ay added “You can't run from this, Mikoto. You can't deny what your body wants. I can see it in your eyes,"

Mikoto's breath hitched, her heart racing. "Raikage-sama, we can't... This is wrong."

He pressed her against the wall, his body pressed hard against hers. "Tell me you don't want this, Mikoto. Tell me you don't crave the pleasure we shared."

Mikoto's mind raced, her body aching with need. She looked into his eyes, seeing the raw desire reflected back at her. "I... I can't," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

"I want to fuck you right here, Mikoto. I want to make you feel everything you've been denying yourself." Ay said in a voice heavy with desire

Mikoto's breath came in short, desperate pants. "But Raikage-sama... someone might see us," she murmured, her voice filled with a mix of fear and excitement

Ay smirked, his eyes filled with a wicked gleam. "Let them. Let them see how much you want this, how much you need it."

Mikoto's heart raced as Ay began to undress her, his fingers deftly slipping off her clothes, revealing her smooth, flawless skin. The cool air sent shivers down her spine, but the heat of Ay's body against hers kept her warm. She watched as he dropped his pants, his cock was already rock hard.

Ay turned her around, pressing her against the wall, his body molding against hers from behind. He lifted her dress, his fingers tracing the curve of her ass before slipping between her thighs. Mikoto gasped as his fingers found her wet pussy, already slick with desire.

"Mikoto, you’re too wet for someone who is denying this," Ay growled, his voice filled with raw lust. He slid two fingers inside her, his thumb circling her clit, making her moan with pleasure.

Mikoto's body arched against his touch, her breath coming in short, desperate pants.

Ay positioned himself behind her, his massive cock pressing against her pussy hole. He pushed into her slowly, inch by thick inch, filling her completely.

Mikoto gasped, the sensation of his cock stretching her, filling her, was driving her wild with need.

‘Fuck, this feels so good,’ she thought, her body automatically started moving in sync with his thrusts.

Ay's hips moved faster, his cock started thrusting deeper into her. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles, driving her closer to the edge.

Mikoto's moans filled the night air, the pleasure was intense and overwhelming. She could feel her orgasm building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter within her.

"Ah... I'm gonna cum," she panted, her voice filled with desperation.

Ay groaned, his body started tensing as he thrusted deeper and harder. "Come for me, Mikoto. Let me feel you cum all over my cock."

With a powerful thrust, Mikoto's orgasm exploded, her body convulsed with waves of pleasure. She cried out, her voice echoing through the night as Ay continued to fuck her.