[Hokage] I'm Madara Uchiha

Ding dong.

A faint sound came from afar.The sound waves are exhausted, and the soft aftertaste is still gently pulling the heartstrings, shaking slowly.

Hashirama stood alone in the dark corridor of the hotel, staring blankly at the only light ahead.

... what am I doing here?

A feeling of something wrong surfaced in my heart, but it was suppressed silently by another force.

The column did not notice.

Maybe he noticed it, but his body instinct didn't issue a warning, so he let it go unconsciously.

The sliding doors on both sides of the corridor were closed tightly, the lights were all turned off, and the surroundings were quiet... or dead silence, the kind of dead silence that only occurs in the middle of the night.

Taking a step in the direction of the light, the clogs collided with the floor, making a muffled sound.

Ding dong.

The response was mediocre, and the sound came again.The aftermath slowly rippled through the dark corridors in the dead of night, and the ordinary sound of dripping water seemed to be a different kind of ethereal at this moment.

It's... there!

Gathering his mind, Hashirama Xunsheng walked forward.When I walked to the end, I found that it was a soup bath.The sound of gurgling water came faintly through the wooden sliding door.

It's so late, who is still taking a hot spring?

The sign on the door was flipped over to read "in use".The hand pushing the door hesitated for a moment, years of upbringing, he still can't do the thing of rushing into other people's bathroom.But there is a force in my heart that is ready to move, and the thought of opening this door instantly overwhelms everything else!

Wow -!The door had already been opened, and Hashirama stared blankly at his hand.

What happened just now?How could he - would do such a thing?

No, something is wrong...

"Pillar?"

A slightly surprised voice interrupted his thoughts of being about to touch the truth, Hashirama looked up, "Madara?" Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help taking a step back, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Uchiha Madara was half covered in a snow-white yukata, and his slender but toned figure was trying to hide it.His naked|exposed legs were immersed in the pool water, and the clear warm water slowly flowed out from the bamboo tube, winding along his legs and falling into the pool.In stark contrast to this was his long hair hanging down and those pure black eyes looking over.The hair that was wet with water lost a bit of its rigidity, and it was attached to the top of the head and the bathrobe.

This situation reminded him of how Madara leaned on the edge of the pool and glanced lazily at yesterday when he was in the hot spring bath... Now the half-covered and half-covered is more heart-warming than the full|naked back then...Full| bare……?

Hashirama felt the hot air rise up suddenly, and his thoughts were in a mess.He couldn't help taking another step back, almost daring to look in that direction.

Madara got up and walked slowly, the yukata slung over her shoulders and the belt around her waist tied loosely.Hashirama wanted to back away, but when his back felt cold, what he touched was the wooden door frame.

... When did the door close?

Before he had time to think about this question, Madara had already walked in front of him, his handsome face was so close that he could hear his shallow breathing, the warm breath on his neck, which aroused a slight shudder in his heart, not for defense , is... looking forward to?

This distance is by no means a safe distance for both parties.Madara can break his neck in an instant, and he can pierce Madara's heart in an instant.But the charming and ambiguous atmosphere blurred the vigilance of the ninja, and no one bothered to think about it.

The two pairs of black eyes faced each other, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the mouth was inexplicably dry.Madara stared at him, and suddenly smiled slightly: "What are you afraid of?"

Afraid that some thoughts in the subconscious will break through the confinement of reason and come out brazenly?

Afraid that once he faced up to the desire in his heart, he would sink even more irresistibly?

Fearing that they would not get the desired result after revealing their feelings, the two would go further and further apart?

still afraid...

"Well?!"

With the chaotic thoughts and hot atmosphere, now is really not the time to think.Seeing Madara hugging his neck and kissing him, Hashirama's brain froze for a moment.

The feeling of the lips and teeth being intertwined is so different, the humidity and warmth spread from the place where they meet, and the heart bursts hot instantly, and the numbness spreads along the spine like an electric shock all over the body, and the soul is boiling.The first thing he reacted was not to push away, but to hug Madara with his backhand, using his height advantage to take the initiative.

Compared to Madara, Hashirama, who was in such intimate contact with a person for the first time, is not really skilled.Madara didn't mind, she raised her head slightly in cooperation, and let him kiss her chaotically with a dizzy smile on her lips.The hot breath was entangled with each other, and the palms were pulling randomly, and the bathrobes of the two fell to the ground in the confusion.Move from the lips to the tip of the chin, and nibble down the neck.The long hair on the forehead and the kiss scratched the neck, the itching feeling was more like a child's mischief, Madara couldn't help laughing out muffledly, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Feeling the slight vibration, Hashirama's brain instantly became sober, and his movements froze involuntarily.He... what the hell is he doing? !

The two of them are now completely naked, and Hashirama hardly has the courage to look at Madara's expression.

Madara opened her eyes and met the almost dull face, the smile on her lips remained unchanged. "Do you like me? Senju Bashirama?"

"I……"

"Don't you like me?" Madara changed the phrase.

"No..." Hashirama immediately denied it, feeling something was wrong as soon as the words came out of his mouth.

"That's why I like it." Madara concluded irrefutably, seeing the tangled expression on Hashirama's face, he chuckled lightly: "Seeing how active you are, I wanted you to come here for the first time, but now it seems hopeless .Hey, he is almost 30 years old, why don't you be so innocent. This appearance makes me embarrassed to say anything!" As he spoke, his palms ran down his muscular abs...

Hashirama woke up suddenly.

The room was dark, and the sound of his rapid breathing could be clearly heard in the silent night.He glanced sideways at Madara on the other side: breathing evenly, eyes closed, fine, not waking up.

He got up and straightened his bathrobe, but his hands froze when they touched his lower body.As a man, of course I understand what this situation is.

The scene in the dream can't help but come to mind, and the feeling of emotion surged up again.He suppressed Qi Si severely, and left the room in embarrassment.

The corridor of the hotel is similar to a dream, there is a light at the end of the darkness, and I remember that it is the soup bath.Wandering for a moment in the hallway, he finally approached there.

The sound of water as in a dream...

He looked at the unturned sign outside Tangyu in astonishment.There should be no one, why is there the sound of water?

Is it still in a dream? ...

Hold your breath and open the door, there is no one inside, only the clear water in the bamboo tube is gurgling, and the water falling to the surface of the water makes a slight sound of water.He didn't know whether to be happy or sad in his heart.

He took off his bathrobe and slowly submerged himself in the water.The half-cold pool water calmed him down both physically and mentally.Quietly sinking in the water, he frowned and thought deeply.

How can I have that kind of dream...

Thinking day by day and dreaming at night, could it be that he really treats him——

"Do you like me? Senju Hashirama?"——How did I answer?

I……

"Do you like me? Senju Hashirama?"

Like it?

……like……

"It's late at night, what are you doing?"

Startled, Hashirama turned around and saw Madara standing at the door.His face became hot. "How did you come!"

Madara raised an eyebrow, "Can't you come?"

Hashirama choked, and muffled: "... When did you wake up?"

"Your breathing is so loud, how could I not wake up." Madara found a dry place to sit down, "What, did you have a nightmare?" The habit of ordinary ninjas is to hide their voices, let alone Senjuju between masters of this level.

Having no time to pay attention to the loopholes in Madara's words, Hashirama looked away in embarrassment, "...No."

"Is that a erotic dream?" Seeing his sudden tense expression, Madara smiled, "What's the matter? I won't laugh at you. Okay, deal with it yourself, I'm leaving first."

After uncovering this topic, Hashirama's heart relaxed, and he nodded to him: "I'll be fine soon."

Gently pulling the door of the hot spring bath, Madara looked back with a smile on his lips.Quietly walking through the corridor and returning to the house, he pulled out a ball of curled fluff from his cuff and put it on the ground.

"Thank you, Cat again."

The fluff stretches into a night blue cat, and the golden eyes shine brightly in the night. "Hmph, he was so unlucky to meet you!"

"That's not what you said." The magic claw attacked the little pompom again, but was quickly dodged by the other party.Madara lay back on the tatami indifferently, "I'm just helping him see his mind."

"Scheming Emperor! Scumbag!" the cat criticized mercilessly again.

Madara snorted softly, "This secret, I hope it will always be a secret. You understand, Maoyou. Huh?"

Forced to take a step back by his invisible aura, the cat raised its head and flicked its tail unwilling to be outdone: "Got it, scumbag!"

"I want to call the master, cat again..."

The author has something to say:******

Tucao Jun:

The part of the dream has the visual sense of Zhou Xun's print skin...

Mr. Madara, you have lured me!

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There are so many sisters in one chest~ so big... so soft... so fragrant!Satisfied, satisfied!

Why didn't Loli come forward?The devil's claws are about to move...