Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

After not seeing each other for a long time, another extreme entanglement was inevitable, and the urgency contained a catharsis that needed no words.

Fortunately, this time, it was rare for Kamui to take the initiative. Seeing such an active Kamui for the first time, Madara felt a little overwhelmed.

Like a stimulated little beast, it uses its hands and feet, even its teeth.

Except for the low table, everything else in the room was placed against the wall, making the room seem very empty. Even if the two people entangled at the moment were wrestling here, it would not affect the performance at all.

Because he had never seen such "enthusiastic" Kamui, Madara was a little confused. The blood in his body was mobilized, and his whole body felt a strange feeling of both strength and exhaustion.

The fatigue of traveling long distances came to him at this time, and it was difficult for him to change from passive to active, so he simply lay on the tatami and let Kamui do whatever he wanted.

The cold teeth bit his chin, and then from the chin to the neck. Shenwei stopped here, wrinkled his nose and sniffed a few times, and then smelled the fragrance of medicine.

A hoarse voice muffled in Madara's neck, he asked: "How did you get hurt?"

According to Uchiha Madara's current ability, how could he be hurt by someone in such a fatal place like his throat?

"I was careless. That battle took a long time, and the opponent's blood limit was a bit troublesome for Uchiha."

"Hey, what do you say?"

"The ice of the ice escape ninja is too dazzling in the sun. Many of our ninjas are injured, and it will be more troublesome for us to fight."

Are the ice escape ninjas from Bai's family?

Kamui raised his eyes to look at him. Being so close, Madara lowered his eyes guiltily. When their eyes met, they saw Kamui's dark pupils staring at him.

Madara smiled guiltily, "A group of orphans strayed into the war zone. I wanted to save them, but I was careless."

"..." Kamui didn't know what to say. This was indeed what Uchiha Madara would do before he turned black.

Seeing that Kamui was still staring at him, Madara could only say: "A few ice senbons flew past my neck, so it's just some skin injuries. Harumi made a fuss and had to bandage them for me."

"You still want to keep hiding it?" Shenwei's eyes and tone became obviously cold.

He knew that Harumi was a doctor and would make treatment measures based on the condition of the injured. If it was a simple skin injury, Harumi would definitely not go so far as to bandage Madara.

Madara saw that Kamui was not easy to fool, so he could only tell the truth, "The poison has been quenched on Senbon, but the poison has been removed. It is bandaged like this to heal faster, and it can be removed tomorrow."

Thinking like this, Madara regretted it again. When he was taking a bath in the bathroom just now, he should have taken off the bandage and thrown it away, lest Kamui thought he was seriously injured.

Kamui sighed and closed his eyes before approaching him again.

With a low groan, the hand holding Shenwei's clothes suddenly tightened, and his fingers tightly grasped the person in his arms, even grabbing the other person's flesh without any lightness or weight.

Uchiha Madara opened his mouth slightly, and divided the air into several mouthfuls, slowly sucking it in and spitting it out.

All the sensory cells in his body seemed to be concentrated on his neck, and Kamui's soft long hair rubbed against his face, which was very itchy.

The shell-like teeth bit his Adam's apple through the clean bandage that smelled of hard work with a little bit of herbs, which made it even more itchy.

There was a moan that couldn't be suppressed and wanted to break through the throat. It was as if the whole body was plunged into boiling water, and a layer of sweat evaporated instantly.

"I'm a bit strange." Kamui lingered on Madara's Adam's apple, and his voice was as soft as a whisper. People could barely hear what he said in a breathy tone. "I obviously think you did the right thing, but when I think about it, You can get hurt but don't feel the need to put yourself at risk to save others."

All of Madara's nerves were concentrated in his neck, and he couldn't even think clearly. He listened to Kamui's words vaguely, but he didn't hear them clearly.

"What did you say?" he asked with a trembling voice.

A delicate kiss fell on the extremely sensitive neck through a layer of bandages. Shenwei said: "If I lose your life because of others, I may go crazy again."

The half-opened eyes were full of confusion, "Well... I, I will pay attention next time."

"A vicious dog cannot die silently without the owner's consent, remember?"

If he had heard this in normal times, Madara would have felt ashamed, but now, in such an absolutely private space with only each other, everything was just right.

The feeling of being owned, absolutely owned and cared about makes people feel very fulfilled.

He wanted to laugh but because of the ant-gnawing itchiness, he could only frown, "Ah, remember."

Shenwei was not skilled in this kind of thing, and just a period of gentle touching had exhausted his energy.

At this moment, he was lying in Madara's arms, his ears facing Madara's heart.

He had never listened to the heartbeat of a human being before, but now, hearing the strong heartbeat coming from his ears, he suddenly felt full of security.

Kamui thought a little melancholy that this should be a bond brought about by emotion.

The person who cares will worry about the other person's life and death, and whether he will be injured. On the contrary, the one who is worried about him will never think that anyone in the world will worry about him when he puts himself in danger, and therefore stops what he wants to do next.

Kamui suddenly wanted to ask Madara if he had thought of himself during the countless life-and-death situations on the battlefield.

But this kind of question sounds a bit funny, like an immature boy or girl who takes love too seriously.

He didn't ask, but he had an answer in his heart.

No, the answer is no.

I have had a few brushes with death. At that time, I was thinking about how to survive and how to reverse this unfavorable situation. I never thought of anything else. There was no one's face in my mind.

When faced with the danger he was about to face, he never stopped to think of others.

"Aren't you going to continue?" Madara asked from above Kamui, his deep and hoarse voice full of lust.

It was only then that Shenwei's face turned red. He buried his face into the person's chest and said angrily: "What are you continuing on? How can you continue?"

"This is the first time you've taken the initiative like this. I like it very much."

Kamui's face turned even redder. He was not as free and easy as a woman in this matter.

"I went to clear the way for you, shouldn't you reward me?"

Shenwei got up in embarrassment and muttered, "I don't know what you are talking about..."

The person who sat up suddenly grabbed his wrist, and then the other person turned his attention and changed from passive to active.

This time, he lay on his back on the tatami, watching the panicked person on his body turn into Kamui. He opened his peach blossom eyes wide, and his black glass-like eyes were full of panic.

"Madara, you, you, you... what do you want to do?"

His long, stiff hair fell down, and a few strands of hair brushed against Kamui's cheeks and forehead from time to time. His entire body was shrouded in Uchiha Madara's figure, and even the light of the candle seemed to be dimmed due to the obstruction of his body. Come down.

With a "gumble" sound, Kamui swallowed dryly, his eyes fixed on Madara's handsome face with a hint of danger.

When Uchiha Madara curled one corner of his mouth and smiled evilly, there was a very special X-attractiveness that did not make people feel greasy, as if this extremely confident expression was extremely suitable for this man.

Their breathing gradually became faster, and he heard Madara lower his head and kiss his eyes before saying, "I use my hands, just... so don't be afraid."

Before he could respond, Madara's figure suddenly retreated downwards. When the light of the candle illuminated his field of vision again, Kamui felt a little chilly.

"no, do not want!"

He stretched out his hand to stop it, but the shudder that followed made him retract his hand instantly as if he had been burned by live coals.

His teeth suddenly bit down hard on the back of his hand, and the words he wanted to stop were stuck in his throat. Only the increasingly obvious trembling betrayed him.