**Chapter 3: Moonlit Transgression**

The darkness of the night seemed to embolden Naruto, as he quietly threw off his covers and got out of bed. His heart racing with excitement and a hint of fear, he crept out of his room and made his way to Tsunade's door. He hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the doorknob as he wondered if he was really doing this. His mind seemed to make up its own mind, as he slowly turned the handle and slipped inside. The room was dimly lit, with only the faint moonlight streaming through the windows to illuminate Tsunade's sleeping form. She lay on her side, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath, her body a vision of tranquility. Naruto's eyes were drawn to her, his gaze drinking in the sight of her peaceful form. He felt a surge of desire mixed with guilt, as he quietly approached her bedside. His heart pounded in his chest, as he reached out a trembling hand to gently push aside the covers. Tsunade's body was a vision of loveliness, her curves and contours on full display. Naruto's breath caught in his throat, as he took in the sight of her, his mind racing with fantasies and desires. Without thinking, he slipped onto the bed beside her, his body aligning with hers as he lay down. As he lay there, his hand involuntarily reached out to touch her, and he felt a jolt of electricity run through his body. Tsunade stirred slightly, but didn't wake up, her body relaxed in a deep sleep. Naruto took this as a sign to proceed, his body taking on a life of its own as he began to grind against her. His actions were those of a trespasser, a violator of boundaries, and yet he couldn't seem to help himself. The fantasies he'd had earlier seemed to pale in comparison to the real thing, as he felt his body responding to the proximity of hers. His breathing grew more ragged, as he felt his arousal grow, and his movements became more urgent. Tsunade stirred slightly, her body responding to the pressure of Naruto's movements. She murmured something incoherent, her eyes still shut tight, but her body language was one of growing awareness. Naruto froze, his heart pounding in his chest, as he realized she might be waking up. For a few moments, they lay there, Naruto's body pressed against Tsunade's, as the world outside seemed to melt away. The sound of the rain and the creaking of the old wooden house seemed to grow louder, as if to bear witness to Naruto's transgression. He lay there, unsure of what to do next, his body torn between desire and guilt.