Kasumi shook her head and pouted, "I've got to<em>find</em>it first. If it's not in my bedroom, it's probably in the dojo. Depends on if I packed it for the last training session I had with my sensei..."<br/><br/>She shrugged, "In any case, I'd best be off then, hmm?"<br/><br/>After Yuki thanked her, Makoto managed a pathetic, "T-thank you." as well.<br/><br/>Kasumi waved and leaped off and away from them, leaving the two Suna nin to their own devices. After a short pause, Makoto asked, "So... how was that kiss?"<br/><br/>She didn't sound as mewling before, but even a little mischievious. With her camera inert, it became apparent than her vision was severely limited- constrained to an innocuous part of the sky. Well, it was for a while after Kasumi just sat right ontop of it.<br/><br/>Yuki, however, might as well have been completely invisible to her. Which meant that he was given free reign to look upon the puppeteer's... compromising position without any recompense. Makoto's skintight suit ended at her thighs, exposing pale skin down to her ninja sandals. The suit itself clung to her so snugly that he could see the small valley of her navel and the bottom of her ribcage. Most astonishingly, with her knees spread as they were, she displayed to the world the shape and form of her womanhood.<br/><br/>"I guess you owe me one, huh?" She smugly said, completely unaware of her exhibition.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Ah, that's good!" Tenten laughed, "You'll have to be real patient with girls your age... luckily for you, I'm feeling generous."<br/><br/>She swung her leg over his body and sat up, mounting him on his thighs and resting her palms on his flat stomach. The underside of his cock rubbed against the smooth silk of her underwear.<br/><br/>"A little thank you for yesterday's performance." She reached down and grabbed his member, sensually stroking him, "I made sure to keep well rested. I forgot how much energy guys your age can have..."<br/><br/>The jounin closed her eyes, "So you can have me any way you please."