The night was dark, punctuated only by the silvery light of the moon shining through the trees, casting dappled shadows across your path. The air feels cool against your skin as you carefully keep the time scroll, clutching it tightly to your chest where the fabric of your shirt grows warm from your body heat. The woodsy scent of pine mingles with the faint earthiness of the forest floor beneath your boots.

Suddenly, a figure emerges from the deeper shadows between two ancient oak trees. It's Sakura Haruno, her pink hair catching the moonlight like scattered cherry blossoms, her green eyes shining with an intensity that matches her determined expression. The faint rustle of her clothing and the soft crunch of leaves underfoot are the only sounds besides the distant hoot of an owl.

"Look," she says, her voice low and husky, carrying a strange mix of urgency and something else you can't quite place as it cuts through the night air, "I really want this scroll. If I give you a blowjob, will you give it to me?"

You weren't stupid, so you accepted. The offer was bold, unexpected, but... irresistible. Your heart pounds in your ears as you nod silently, watching as Sakura slowly bends down, her nimble fingers already working at the zipper of your pants with surprising confidence.