...st embarrassing... and that was my favorite jacket!" He was all business when he started but was pouting at the end.
"Yeah... good tim- wait what? Untie me now! We could go get some Ramen." She suggested sing-songingly.
"While that is tempting. I have a better offer. Do me a little favor and maybe i'll let you go." unzipping his pants with a smirk his half erect manhood slipped out of his boxers, only a couple inches from her face.
Blushing bright red she was in shock at the size of it, she had felt him up before he left Suna almost eight months ago but he was limp and smaller back then. Looking up at him defiantly she shook her head, the subtle licking of her lips gave her away though. "N-no, I won't do it. You'll have to torture me first!"
"I was hoping you'd say that." His smirk turned diabolical as he pushed her forehead back causing her to fall backwards. Lifting up her legs, ignoring her half-hearted struggling, he was able to undo the ribbon that held he battle dress together. Almost immedietly after pulling the bright red ribbon off the cloth slid off her legs and fell to the ground, still wrapped around her at the shoulders. He set her butt down on her dress, it shielding her from the itchy grass and dirt, pushed her knees against her chest, and looked at her now exposed panties.
"A G-string Temari-chan? A little daring don't you think?" he teased as ...