[NSFW] SakuIno - Post Mission Embrace

 Ino walked through the crowd, stretching, happy the mission was over, her team talking about what they were going to do next.

Food; Rest; Drinking;

Everything sounded reasonable, but the long haired blonde had her own post-Mission tradition to attend to.
She waved farewell and parted with a smile, acting like she was tired, but really, any exhaustion she had was slowly being melted away with anticipation; the antiipation of seeing her friend, Sakura.

As she walked, memories of how this tradition came about entered her mind; both tired, frustrated and grouchy, sat late at night in a teahouse. THey were alone, irritable, talking about ways to relax since the tea wasn't happening.

It started as a joke; getting laid, making them laugh and blush, but the idea was seeded, and grew from a joke, to an option.
Ino remembered the alley had been dark and old; the only noises were hers and Sakuras heavy breathing; feeling her fingers inside the pink haired girls wet private place, while she did the same to her.

It changed them that night; they denied it meant anything, but doing it alone felt wrong after, no matter what they did to themselves the pleasure missed something.
It was weeks later that Sakura came home after a mission, and Ino ran in to her, they skimmed over the topic for a short while, but it was inevitable.

Ino had never licked a girl before, but with Sakura sat on her bed, legs spread, Ino was eating out her friend deeply, making her moan out.

After every mission that followed, the one would seek out the other; and for over a year this continued, up to today.

Ino was blushing, hoping Sakura was home.

As she approached Sakura was in the window of her room, sitting, waiting, and upon seeing the blonde, moved and opened the door, just as Ino reached it.
Ino smiled as they stood staring, Sakura reahing out a few moments later, and taking her by the hand.

THe door of her room burst open as the two moved in, Sakura holding her from behind, her hand already reahing around and in her panties, rubbing her fingers across Ino's wet folds.

Ino unged forward, on to the bed, pulling dow her panties, her wraps already undone and falling to the floor, Sakura pushing up her skirt, kneeing and Ino yelps with pleasure as she felt her pussy get stabbed by Sakuras tongue, spreading her folds, liking the insides.
"Ooo... Sakura... I... want... to... w-with you.. t-too..." she gasps out.
Sakra stops and looks to her, as Ino rolls on to her back, and slides up the bed; Sakura smiling and moving on top of her, her hips over Ino's head, who was pulling them down in a hurry, and leaning in to lick her friends wetness as Sakura resumed her own; this was a tradition, but would it be forever?