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[detectivestucks]

girlieee are you abandoning this page?😭

You know what's hilarious is that I literally just got inspo to write a headcanon for both of my pages today.

No, I'll never abandon you guys! I'm just a bit focused on my series on my other page and planning out my novel as part of my 2025 resolutions.

Nothing beats my readers on this page though. You make me laugh and give me all the warm fuzzies. Thanks for checking in on me! I'm gonna start opening requests up again too now that I've found new inspiration.

Sending love your way!!

[detectivestucks]

Obito as your Arranged Husband

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact.

Pairing: Obito x F!Reader

Warnings: Violence, Unprotected Sex, Baby-Trapping

Art Credit: Kodek_Manga on Instagram

A/N: I got some inspiration during an early morning Tumblr read and this story started spinning in my head. I definitely see myself making more of these for both men cause they're fun and quick to write which means I'm gonna pick back up with my requests and publish them as headcanons

Arranged Husband Obito who has always loved Rin even though he’s been betrothed to you since birth. 

Arranged Husband Obito who ignored you most of your days at the academy because he was always seeking her out. You remember bringing him rice cakes only to be told a weary ‘thanks’ before he left them on the ground to chase after Rin in a game of kick the can.

Arranged Husband Obito who you never stopped trying to connect with because you thought the world of him. He sometimes felt intimidated by the light behind your eyes when you’d stare at him. Your look of admiration brightened the room when he was late due to assisting the elderly, a look that made him shy.

Arranged Husband Obito who became a different man after Rin’s death. Dark and violent. Someone you didn’t recognize anymore.

Arranged Husband Obito who broke your heart when you discovered he was helping Itachi slaughter your clan. The screams of your family echo around the compound leaving you trembling before him.

Arranged Husband Obito who couldn’t stomach the look in your eyes, so different from when you looked at him growing up. Tears brimming the rims of them, the light gone and a darkness of fear taking its place.

Arranged Husband Obito who spared your life, telling himself it was so someone could raise Sasuke when really he couldn’t stand the thought of snuffing out your light even more than he already had.

Arranged Husband Obito who kept visiting the village for many years after to check on you. He watched from afar as you took Sasuke to school and taught him the secrets of your clan.

Arranged Husband Obito who can’t stand it when you go on dates because you are still promised to him, even if you don’t know it. You wonder why you’ve never been on a second date and no one seems to be willing to tell you what you did wrong.

Arranged Husband Obito who leaves small gifts on your kitchen table between missions to remind you that you belong to him. The gifts never say who they’re from but you take a guess, feeling a mix of comfort and fear. You look out of your window intensely every time you find one, trying to verify what you know to be true.  

Arranged Husband Obito who thinks about dismantling the Akatsuki so he can return to the village to be with you. Missions become fewer and his vision for the future turns blurry as he wrestles with what he wants.

Arranged Husband Obito who slips into your bed at night to lay with you. His body carefully pushing flush against your curves. His hand tracing your arm as his face, free of his mask, rests in the crook of your neck. When you wake, he always teleports away, leaving no trace of his presence other than the warm mattress next to you.

Arranged Husband Obito who decided to wait in the dark for you to come home while Sasuke is off on a mission. He scares you half to death and you try to stab him with your kunai before you realize it’s him. 

Arranged Husband Obito who finally made his presence known as he watches your face ping pong between emotions. You don’t know whether to be terrified, excited, relieved, or incredibly sad. You settle on pensive anticipation, waiting for him to explain himself.

Arranged Husband Obito who holds you in his arms as he steals the kiss you’ve been waiting for your entire life. In spite of all he’s done, you still love him. He’s the only man you think about when you’re alone and you always wondered what this moment would feel like. 

Arranged Husband Obito who pulls you into him so your body is crashing against his. His grip on you possessive, hands wandering to where they shouldn’t before lifting off your shirt and slipping below your undergarments.

Arranged Husband Obito who lays you on the bed, crawling over you as your breathing becomes shallow. Your eyes light up once more as you look up at him. His intense stare driving you wild with need.

Arranged Husband Obito who takes you the way he wants to because your body has always belonged to him. He thought about this moment on a loop for the past ten years. How you would feel, what noises you would make, how well you would take him.

Arranged Husband Obito who makes you see stars when he buries himself inside of you over and over again. Your core barely able to wrap around him, your consciousness fading in and out with how hard he makes you cum. It was everything you ever wanted and more.

Arranged Husband Obito who makes you forget his past crimes by pulling orgasm after orgasm from you. Any shame you had at first for sleeping with the enemy has long disappeared with your sanity for surely you’ve gone mental, longing for a warlord the way you do.

Arranged Husband Obito who marries you in secret. Only Sasuke and Itachi know of your affair, being sworn to secrecy, not that they would ever betray a fellow Uchiha...again.

Arranged Husband Obito who plays villain by day and loving husband by night. Harsh to his enemies and tender at home with you. The boy you knew and loved as a little girl knelt at your table each night, sitting before you as a man who you thought was long lost, shoveling rice cakes into his mouth two at a time.

Arranged Husband Obito who quietly becomes sensei to Sasuke, helping him unlock his mangekyou and showing him how to rein its power. 

Arranged Husband Obito who feels guilty about the Uchiha’s demise and bears the need to revive the clan he helped destroy. When you're not home, he replaces your birth control with sugar pills and finds an excuse to stuff your heat every night. Cumming in you so often that it begins to make you feel nervous.

Arranged Husband Obito who fills you with his seed till your shaking from sensitivity before shushing your sweet cries and flipping you over for a second and third round. 

Arranged Husband Obito who finally sees you holding a pregnancy test, anxiously waiting to hear you tell him it’s positive.

Arranged Husband Obito who is the best father you could ever have dreamed of. He’s warm and goofy while always ensuring the safety of the family. He leaves his organization behind and is already trying to stuff baby #2 inside of you.

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[detectivestucks]

Akatsuki Concubine V

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Itachi x F!Reader x Sasuke

Summary: You rinse off after passing out from your breakfast adventures with Tobi. On your way back from the bathroom the Uchiha brothers spot you, anxious to finish what they started last night.

Warnings: NSFW, Bondage, DubCon, slight degradation, unprotected penetration, facial, choking, biting, oral female receiving

Word Count: 2.5k

Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3 I Chapter 4

You wake up in Tobi’s room confused and alone. You notice that your body has been wiped off and your hair tied up. You pull off the covers to walk towards the bathroom, still sporting Tobi’s baggy tee and use the toilet. You feel excess deposit slip out of your slit as you do so and take a mental note to ask for some cranberry juice given how active you new role is. After washing up you walk back down the hall to your room where you bump into Itachi. 

“Hello little one” he says in a caging stance. 

You suddenly realize the way he stands blocks you off from the rest of the hallway. 

“Good morning sir” you greet with downcast eyes, trying to avoid conversation. 

“It’s afternoon, sweet girl. Did you just wake up?”

“Well I- um”

“I guess we did keep you up late last night, didn’t we?” He says as he grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles. A twisting sensation in your stomach tells you that this conversation needs to end immediately and you need to return to your master’s side. 

“It’s okay. It’s my job, sir. Now if you’ll excuse-“

“Yes, true. But you didn’t finish your job because there was some - interference. So technically we will need to remedy that.” 

Itachi steps closer to you. So close that you shared the same breath as he informed you of your debt to him. His eyes, similar to Tobi’s, blinked and reopened to reveal blood-red orbs. Terror winds through you. He was perfectly kind but something about how he presented the situation spooked you. 

“I see” you say hesitantly. 

“Itachi, let’s go!” You hear an impatient voice shout from down the hall. You twist your head, turning to see the source, when the younger Uchiha perked up upon seeing your face. 

“Well, well, if it isn’t our little Uchiha slut.”

A dry swallow signals your discomfort and he doesn’t miss it. 

“What? Not interested in serving us?”

“No, sir. Tobi has already told you that I am for his personal use. I don’t want to defy the master.”

“You can’t honestly say that you don’t want more. Or are you more afraid of him than us?”

You step backwards in retreat, but bump into itachi’s chest. Whirling around you see there is no escape past the two brothers. They close in on you, backing you against the wall. 

“Please gentlemen, I don’t want to get caught defying the master.” you plead

“We won’t get caught then” the younger one says as his mouth lunges for your’s. His lips lock you in a sealed kiss where his tongue explores the cavern of your mouth. His hands pull up the hem of Tobi’s shirt in search of your nipples only to pinch them and roll them between his fingers. A small moan of satisfaction slipped out in response and that was all the validation the brothers needed to keep going. 

You tried to pull back, to unlock your lips, to tell him no, but you are already shoved against the wall and your head had nowhere to go. 

“My turn, little brother”

Sasuke released your lips with a gaze drunk on desire before you felt Itachi’s strong fingers grip your jaw and turn your head to the side so he could get a taste. 

“Please, no-” but your plea was lost as he bit your lip and ravaged your mouth. 

Once Sasuke gave away your lips, his hands release your tender nubs and run down your stomach. He sinks to his knees and slides two fingers into your exposed center.

You clench around the digits, lifting your foot in protest but Sasuke sees it all as a reason to wrap his lips around your clit and suck on it till the pressure pulls the nub from your body. 

You squeal as Itachi kisses you, keeping you pinned against the wall. One hand gripping your face firmly, the other clenching around your tit. You try to close your legs and cut off Sasuke’s access but he firmly swats at your center just as Itachi slaps your breast. 

“Open up, whore.”

You nod and allow them to keep using you, hoping that Tobi would never know of this. That after this time it would be over and you would belong to him and only him. 

Sasuke continues to stroke two fingers inside you, enjoying the steady increase in arousal that forms around them. His mouth mimics your entrance and begins to drool. 

“Can’t wait anymore. Need a taste.” He mutters to himself as he leans in with an outstretched tongue.  It snakes in the hole his fingers occupy so he can lick the arousal puddling there. He then hooks his muscle on the top of your entrance before swiping up to your clit. His lips close around the nub and his pointed tongue lifts the hood of your clit to reveal the sensitive ball of nerves exposed and ready to be toyed with. 

You twist and moan but between sasuke’s grip on your legs and itachi’s grip on your face, you were helpless to escape. 

The men were beautiful. More gorgeous than any man who entered the pleasure house but they weren’t your Tobi. 

Itachi’s hand plays with the fat of your breast, enjoying how it squishes in his palm. “So beautiful and well behaved. Come to my room.”

You shake your head in resistance. Not wanting to put yourself in an even more compromising situation by heading off into a secluded room but one look into his eyes and you suddenly realize you’re already there. When did that happen? 

“I’ll let my brother have you first. He seems more excited.”

“Wait!”

But it was for not. You are shoved down on your stomach and you feel spit drop between your cheeks before a swollen head prods at your heat before slipping in. 

He wasn’t gentle. Not a bit. He thrust into you as if you were a toy, knocking the wind out of you. You try to crawl away but he grabs you by the hips and pistons in. 

He takes you from behind, pushing your waist down with his body weight with both hands as you slowly submit. You melt into the mattress with each pump. He reaches so deep and strokes along a spot that only Tobi had found, making you moan against your will. You couldn’t believe yourself and immediately shoved your face into the mattress out of sheer embarrassment. 

This isn’t right. You know your job is to pleasure men. That’s been the only occupation you’ve ever known. Your body has not belonged to you for years but you hate that these two think they’re above Tobi’s orders and you hate that your body is turned on , even a little, at this moment.

Your legs slowly spread apart as he pushes down into you. Your stomach kissing the bed with how arched he forced your back to be. Your face buries into the blanket, your hands clawing at the cloth, trying to brace yourself from how he pumps into you. He grunts in approval, your walls squeezing around him, pulling him into you while he smashes you down. 

After you’ve been fully flattened into a pancake, he spanks your cheeks, turning them red like his eyes. Once they reach the right shade, he grabs two fistfuls and slows his pace, mesmerized by how he disappears inside of you.

“Flip” he orders plainly.

You scramble back up to your knees and roll over to your back, facing him and finding it hard to look him in the eye. He grabs your legs, manhandling them and pinning them above your shoulders. You felt your flexibility tested as he shifts his weight to his hands, further pressing your knees into the skin just above your chest. 

His hips roll in and out of you fluidly, the fine tuned movements of a skilled ninja stroking exactly where you like it most. You watch where your bodies connect, imagining it was the oldest of the Uchiha men. You bite your lip, almost letting his name slip off your tongue. 

Sasuke’s hand releases the back of your leg and grasps your jaw. “Look at me.”

You let your lip slip through your teeth as your eyes gaze into his. He, like his clan, had eyes that turned red from the excitement, with a black pupil and three tomoe. You focus on his eyes, they are like Tobi’s. His skin is far too smooth and young to be him, but if you focus on his eyes, just focus… Suddenly you flutter around his member.

“That’s a good little slut. Cum around my dick.” 

He thrusts with mounting enthusiasm, banging into your hips for what feels like an eternity when suddenly he pulls out, pumping his fist till hot ropes spring out and coat your face. He collapses forward, panting above you. You look down, blinking away the drying cum and then gaze back up at him. His lips part into a smug smile as he lifts his right hand, dips his finger in his seed and spreads it over your lips, glossing them before standing up and closing his pants. 

Relieved it’s over you begin to sit up. However, a gentle hand pushes your shoulder back down. “Now me.”

The older brother rounds the bed and pushes your knees apart. “This time I want something more than just that cute mouth of yours.”

He stands before you, grasps the bottom of his shaft and slaps his head against your clit. You flinch from overstimulation, juices seeping out of your center. Itachi rubs his length along your lips, spreading fluid over the entirety of your sex. 

You moan, the action reminding you of who your body actually belongs to but when you look up, instead of your scar-faced dom, you see the flowing locks of his talented clan member. 

Itachi lines himself up and sinks his mushroom head into your entrance. The sexiest of groans reverberating from his throat as he pushes in further. 

He bottoms out and holds still, letting you feel the stretch. His hand traces up your stomach to your peaks and his fingers lightly trap one of your nipples between his finger pads, pulling it up. You squeeze, eyes shut, teeth grit, and walls clench around him. Yet, the pleased growl coming from this hunky man had your eyes reopen. There is a kindness behind the hunger and it sucks you in, allowing you to fall into his trap. 

His grip adjusted from your perky nubs to grabbing the entirety of each of your tits. He held them in his hands, squeezing them, feeling how they gave way to his grip. His hips mindlessly begin stroking as his focus lingers on your chest. 

His thumb brushes your peak, stiffening it more before he leans forward to trap it between his lips. You felt suction pull your skin further into his mouth at the same time that the power of his hips begin to rock you up and down on the mattress. 

You quietly moaned, the perfect amount of pressure making you tingle until Itachi switched things up and began to use his teeth, biting down on your tit and causing you to cry out. His pace between your legs picks up as the same time. It is almost as if some type of switch has been flipped. Your sounds become louder, volume increasing when a hand slaps down over your mouth and a deep voice scolds you. 

“Quiet whore, or else we’ll gag you.”

With teary eyes you look up to see Sasuke standing over you, his brother’s teeth still biting down on your flesh. He was going to leave a mark and Tobi would know that you were used by someone else; not by him. You struggle, trying to make it stop but Sasuke was quick with restraints. 

Your wrists are tied together over your head and your ankles are tied to your thighs, keeping your knees bent and leaving you unable to crawl away. You continue to struggle but Itachi is completely oblivious to it all. He’s consumed with lust, his entire focus still on your chest, nibbling and marking your breasts as if they belonged to him. 

Tired of listening to your yelping, Sasuke brings another piece of rope to your neck and connects it to the ties holding your wrists together. Your elbows are above your head, arms bent backwards and wrist tied behind your head, with each struggle to escape you choke yourself. 

“Make any more noise and this is going in your mouth.” he said, palming the bulge in his pants. Your eyes widen in understanding, your entire body shifting up and down from the pounding against your core. Restrained and vulnerable, you are completely at their mercy. The two brothers seemed to love being in control. Their eyes bright with lust, their gaze burning into you. Once more you try to focus on the eyes, so similar to Tobi’s. Forgive me Tobi.

Itachi’s teeth explore the expanse of your skin, nipping up to your collarbone but unable to sink into your neck from the rope blocking his access. You are certain that bruises and marks will be left on your skin as souvenirs once this is all over and the Akatsuki’s fearsome leader would be livid. Your mind races, thinking about the other girls and what they must be experiencing. Was this their reality too? Tied down and taken like nothing more than the whore the bandits purchased. 

The pressure of the rope choking your neck grew itchy and uncomfortable. Your face grew crimson from the blood caught by the fibers that dig into your skin. 

However, Itachi’s grunts and sounds of pleasure increase, his pace becoming more punctuated. His beating deep, thrusting all the way to the hilt with every entry. Your toes curl and your hips tilt, angling yourself to increase your pleasure. “Yes” he breathes, finally lifting his face, “right-there.” 

Just as you begin to shake from the way his tip pets your insides, he too pulls out to shove his seed all over your tits. Opulent liquid slides down the slope of your curves and onto the bed, leaving behind a sticky trail that matches the drying liquid on your face. 

Just like his brother, Itachi tucks himself away, closing his pants. “Your debt is paid.” he says softly before turning to walk out the door. Sasuke follows him, but not without first slapping your sex. You squirm from the impact but are stuck on your back. The assholes leave without untying you, perhaps because they find the idea kinky but not you; you are panic-stricken. For starters you can barely breathe, secondly, the door is open and anyone could find you, third, what if Tobi is the someone who finds you like this? 

Your fingers frantically feel for a knot or some kind of weakness in your bindings. You can’t see what you’re doing and you let out a squeal of frustration when you come up short. There is no way to free yourself. You have no idea how to get out of this mess. 

Just as you wiggle and pout at your own poor luck, a tall, hulking, blue man with small shark-like eyes comes walking by with one of your concubine sisters on a leash. He spots you struggling on the bed and stops in the doorway of Itachi’s bedroom, “Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

Fuck.

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Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3 I Chapter 4

[detectivestucks]

The Akatsuki Concubine IV

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Tobi x F!Reader

Summary: You wake up in Tobi's arms after the first night of your new role. Breakfast gets hot and heavy till you pass out.

Warnings: NSFW, Stockholm syndrome, Oral female receiving, unprotected penetration, cream pie, nipple play, light restraint.

Word Count: 2.1k

A/N: AU where all the members of the Akatsuki are alive and together at the same time.

Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3 I Chapter 5

When morning comes you wake in Tobi’s arms just as intertwined as when you fell asleep. Your face is turned to his chest, buried in his pecs, and your little fists cling to his skin-tight shirt. 

“G’mornin Kitten”

You yawn and stretch, still recovering from the exhaustion of yesterday.“G’morning T-Tobi” 

“How’d you sleep?”

“Well, thank you for asking. You’re very comforting to share a bed with.”

“Am I now?”

You notice a dust of pink on his cheeks and ears at your admission.

“Yes” you state plainly with a wiggle to nestle further into him.

He holds his breath for a second, almost as if he’s checking to see if this is all a dream before making up his mind and deciding that you are indeed reality. 

“Now I’m not so sure about the answer to my next question, but, how ‘bout some breakfast?”

“That sounds good.” you agree sleepily.

“Excellent, lay still for me.”

You look at him questioningly when he folds you in half to sink his tongue into your hole, still sore from yesterday’s activities. The feeling was so soothing and blissful that you immediately gasped and tried to arch your back. However, the folded position he pinned you in for easy access prevented you from doing so. 

“I said sit still. I’m tryin’ to eat.”

You bite your lip at his demand. His voice is deep and smooth, like butter to the ears. The sound of it makes you gush on his chin in delight. 

He continues to run his tongue along the walls of your warmth, the licking motions continuing to relieve the ache from yesterday’s adventures. It seems to you that these men have not laid eyes on a woman in years from the way they behave. However your eyes were only set for one man, which is a terrible flaw given your occupation. 

Your fingers twist in Tobi’s hair as you push him against your labia, your breathing rapidly increases along with your pulse. He ate eagerly, full of lust. His gaze lifts up, peering at you with desire when you catch how his eyes spin red. The realization caused you to gasp in fear. 

“Sorry baby. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I got too excited.”

You found it amusing that the man who, yesterday, was a ruthless and evil villain is suddenly apologizing for scaring you.

“No, it’s not scary. I just wasn’t expecting it, is all.”

“Good, cause you’re likely to see my sharingan a lot. It has a habit of making itself known when certain…feelings give rise.”

“Is that so?” you say with a smug smile.

“Yes. You are mine, and in this organization that means something.”

You are floored. You can’t fathom what made him link to you this way so, in response to his words, you gently put a finger under his chin and lift it so he crawls over you and meets his lips with your own. You press the most tender of kisses against his lips, exposing your softer side. 

“Thank you.” you breathe against his cheek. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you tight. Something about this entire situation felt far from being a normal concubine but you weren’t about to question it. 

“Come. Let’s grab actual food. …unless you don’t wanna stop yet.”

You blush at that deep baritone again. His tongue really did ebb the soreness from yesterday but it was time for real nutrients so, you stand up, ready to join him. 

Striding  down the hall together, him in his pants and cloak, you in his shirt, you come to a door left slightly ajar. He steps through, pulling you behind him, and you see a long table preset with food waiting to be eaten. 

“One of the Pain puppets usually prepares food for the troops. This room is mainly used for my dining and for meetings.”

You look around before nodding.

“This is my seat.” He says. 

You go to pull out the chair next to him when he tugs you down to his lap. “And this is your seat.”

You squeal as you fall down against his lap and realize his bulge is hardening. Duty calls and for once you’re excited about it. You freed his towering length in a second before sinking yourself down on him. 

The growl that came from the man gave your legs goosebumps. Involuntarily you clench around him and he bucks his hips up into you. 

You grunt out a pleasured noise as you fall forward. Legs straddling him, you face the table and do your best to make a plate, but Tobi is running his hands all over your body, cupping your breast, pinching your nub, rubbing circles around your clit. It was hard to focus or even balance the plate in your hand. 

Eventually you give up and turn around to kiss him only to be denied. “Sorry baby, I need to eat first.” he says sarcastically. You chuckle and the action tightens your grip around him. He moans, not expecting how it would feel to be inside a woman when she laughed. 

You run your hips in circles, stimulating him when his thick fingers wrap around your throat and pull you back to his chest where he can lick your neck before sucking hickies on it. 

The tingling sensation of his lips sealed on the skin of your column caused your nipples to stiffen. Soon you’re grinding on him, gasping as your head lulls back. All thought of eating leaves your mind. There was no time for food when your desires need feeding. 

Your hips roll against his, fluids seeping out of you and down his shaft when suddenly, a shinobi walks through the door with urgency. 

“Lord Madara- Oh.”

“Yes, Pain. What is it?”

“I uh, I- I didn’t see this one last night. Where’ve you been hiding her?”

The man clearly here for another reason, gets distracted by your presence. It seems you caught him off guard with your beauty and compromised position. 

“You didn’t see her cause she’s not yours to have. Only I get toy with this one.” He says to the orange haired man as his fingers find your bud and begin to rub in slow circles. You hitch forward and lose your breath in front of the one named Pain. Used like a proper sex doll right in front of Tobi’s subordinates. Is it always going to be like this?

The purple eyes of the man linger on you for far longer than you liked before he looked back up at Tobi’s scar-lined face. “I came to ask if the missions are set for next week.”

“You’re really going to talk to me about missions at this time?”

“No, I guess not.”

“Good, now leave.”

The man wordlessly turned around and walked through the door. 

Tobi reaches around you on both sides, his arms wrapping around your torso and pulling you back. His mouth, warm behind your ear, tells you what a treat you tasted like this morning and how he needs you again for dessert. 

The fluids that had been leaking down before now gush out of you once more in a slippery mess. Embarrassment hot on your cheeks, you try to turn your face away from him but he presses your cheek against the side of his face. Back arched, legs spread, elbow pinned behind you by his free hand, you are the picture of a bought woman. Squelching rings from where your bodies connect as he continues to thrust up into you. It was sinful how your whorish moans tickled his shaft. 

“C’mon baby. Sing for me.”

Squelch squelch squelch

“Lemme hear how bad you need it.”

You gasp and moan, all of it too much to handle. You try to close your legs but his thighs hold you open. His hand slides from your face to your neck and he closes his grip, choking you as he uses his new hold to leverage you up and down along his length. 

The impossible strength of this man makes you shudder. Chills run the expanse of your extremities while your overused hole is harshly stuffed once more by your mesmerizing captor. You feel yourself grow dumb on his cock as he smashes you down into his lap, letting your chest fall heavy with each stroke. 

Your legs grow tired just as your orgasm strikes. Moans turn into grunts; legs shake from exertion. 

Tobi pets your hair and your neck while cooing in your ear, “good girl, that’s it baby, cum all over my cock. Yeah, make a mess for me.”

You fall limp but how naive of you to think your responsibilities were fulfilled. 

“I gave you your turn. Now it’s mine.” he whispers.

You try to clear your head but it’s groggy. You turn around and straddle his lap while facing him. You begin to bounce up and down along his shaft, letting the entire thing sink into your plush walls and be enveloped in the pink squish that wraps around him. Your legs continue to shake but you must fulfill your duty. He's good to you now but there’s no telling how he’ll react to disappointment. 

You muster the strength to keep your body light as you ride him and work your slit against his staff, piercing yourself with his manhood and grinding till you thought you were going to drop. 

Tobi throws his head back in ecstasy as you slide up and down his lap till his hands grab your hips and take control. He pulls you up and he slams you back down on his spear. His raw power is mind boggling and you can feel yourself give way to his demanding grip. 

You scream out approvals and thank the gods with each stroke of his pen between your legs. It all felt so good to your sensitive folds still recovering from the last orgasm. His pounding forces whining cries from your throat. You quiver and lose control of your limbs just as hot ropes fill your stomach. The seed spurts up inside of you, filling your walls and seeping out at the bottom. 

“Stay” he demands when you shift to get up. 

“But Master Tobi, I need to clean up.”

“You’ll eat with it in.”

You look at his stern expression with a dry swallow. 

“Yes,Sir”

You sit back down but facing the table where you eat your meal with him erect in your puffy folds. The sticky mixture of his fluids with yours leak out of your gaping heat and onto the fabric of Tobi’s unbuttoned pants. Occasionally you feel him twitch inside you followed by a quick and involuntary squeeze of your cunt still wrapped tightly around him. 

Each time Tobi leaned in for another bite of his food you felt his muscles bulge against your back. The cool skin grazing the goosebumps that run along your spine through the shirt still loosely covering your upper body. He hums in contentment as he chews. You keep waiting for him to be done, to release you from your duties so you can bathe but he prolonged his meal. Soon the need grows between your legs again and you begin grinding into his hips once more, sitting astride the mysterious leader of the band of criminals. 

“Feelin needy f’me again?” He whispers in your ear. 

“You’re taking too long.” 

“Slut, can’t be happy with a cunt full of cum. She needs another deposit to be satisfied.”

“Hurry up!” You whine as you rock into him again. 

His deep chuckle is enough to tell you that you’re in trouble. He stands up abruptly and knocks you off his lap causing globs of cum to stream down your inner thigh all the way to your knee. Plates and food are shoved to the side before you’re thrown on your back, pinned between him and the table. “She needs another cum dump in that sloppy little cunt of hers?”

You look up at him with glassy eyes and nod. “Fine, I guess you can have one.” 

He trusts in harshly and you feel yourself jolt against the table. His pace is wild, pistoning into you with such speed that you unravel under him like a ball of yarn. Stretched out and played with, you are nothing more than a few wet holes after everything within the past 24 hours. 

“Please” you beg, “more. Need…more.”

His pace is impossibly fast. You can hardly breathe with how fast he beats against your diaphragm and soon you feel yourself snap, screaming and crying with sheer ecstasy. Your orgasm is incredibly powerful and intense when everything fades to black and soon there is nothing.

Masterlist

Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3 I Chapter 5

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I hope you’re doing well. I wanted to take a moment to express how much I’ve enjoyed your Kakashi series; I recently reread it, and I continue to be amazed by your talent for storytelling and character development. Your writing truly brings the characters to life in a way that resonates with many of us.

I also wanted to ask if you plan to continue the Obito one-shots in the near future. Your unique take on these characters has left a lasting impression, and I am eager to see where you might take them next.

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Y'all are so sweet! I saw several messages like this in my inbox and I have to say you guys are just the absolute best.

I actually finally decided to write an Obito/Tobi series that's been floating in my drafts for nearly 10 months. It's a mini-series on if the Akatsuki were to have concubines. Naturally, focusing on Obito cause...boyfriend.

As far as life goes, it's been hectic but really blessed. I got to leave the country for a few weeks with my boo and grad school is chugging along. This summer was truly hectic but all the changes were good ones. (Including a much-needed divorce.) Hopefully, I have more time for my stories, but I always appreciate my readers. You make it so fun to be on this platform and you entertain me more than you know.

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The Akatsuki Concubine III

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Tobi x F!Reader x Itatchi x Sasuke

Summary: Your first night at the hideout isn't over yet. You wake to find Itachi and Sasuke want to take you for a test run, only to be interrupted by Tobi.

Warnings: NSFW, DubCon, Stockholm syndrome, Oral male-receiving, DP, bondage

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: This is an AU where all the Akatsuki members are alive and together. Also Sasuke is aged up in this story.

Part 1: The Purchase Part 2: The New Master

Back in your room you turn on your hands and knees and spot the mattress that lay close to the floor with only a modest frame supporting it. You crawl over to it wondering how the other girls were holding up. You hope they are okay but you are so exhausted you don’t have time to think too much into it. Satisfied and tired, you fall asleep still naked, wearing nothing but your cuffs.

A few hours later, in the middle of the night you wake to two fingers inside your heat, toying with your slit. You stir to realize you are restrained. Your cuffs are tied so that you are sprawled out on the bed, holding you down with your arms and legs spread wide. 

As you realize your predicament you begin to struggle.

“Relax whore, I’m tryin to be nice n' prep you.” 

The voice came from another midnight haired ninja resembling Tobi but younger, much younger. 

“It’s only her first night little brother, give her some time to adjust.”

“What do you think I’m doing?”

His fingers drag in and out of you quickly and your juices loudly swish around the digits as he scissors you open.

“So tight, this one”

You look up towards your hands and see the ropes threaded through the metal loops of your cuffs.

“Don’t fret little one. You’re doing a good job.” 

The hand of the older brother with long hair collected in a low ponytail gently strokes the top of your head as you look up at him in panic. 

Distracted by the older brother, you don’t notice the  younger one disrobing and lining himself up with your slit until he slots himself inside you. Your entire body seizes up and a loud choking noise emanates from your mouth. 

“Guess she likes it girthy.” The younger says with a smirk. 

Your stomach was in knots but you couldn’t help the way you wrap around him. Your grip is tight as a drum, squeezing him as his tip bullies inside of you. The shape of his manhood reminded you of Tobi. ...how you wish for Tobi at this very moment. You wanted him to walk in and save you even though he is the very reason you are in this mess to begin with. 

You lift your head up to look at where your body connected to the younger brother with teary eyes when you feel two fingers jab your forehead back down. 

“Hold on little one. I need some attention too.”

You realize that he has shed his robes as well, and despite how handsome he was, you still just wanted Tobi to be the one doing these things to you. However, instead of your master, what you got was a pet to your throat as you looked up at him in fear. He prodded your face with his round head before sternly demanding, “Open wide and take it like the good girl I know you are.” 

You did as you were told and parted your lips. As soon as you did, they were stuffed with his girth, feeling it jam in the back of your throat while your entire body was thrusted up the bed by the younger brother.

The two spit-roasted you as you lay on your back, strapped down by your restraints, fighting to free yourself between breaths. You gag and scream around the long-haired shinobi’s cock while his younger brother pistoned against your special spot and despite yourself, you felt a coil in your core ready to snap. 

Your gargled screams grew louder, the vibrations making Itachi moan when the door suddenly swung open and the whole room came to a stop. At first the sudden and silent entrance of the masked man seemed like a silent rage had flooded the room. His masked face unreadable, the boys withdraw and your rigid body falls, sinking into the mattress. Tobi sits on the bed beside you and cups your slobber soaked face. He is tender and kind. 

Finally he speaks in his soothing deep voice, “Can you be good for daddy?”

You look up at his with uncomprehending eyes and nod. Slowly he removes his mask and he cuts the rope holding you down. You sit up to hug him, burying your head in his chest. He shushes you and moves you to the side as Sasuke lays in your place. 

“Get on top of Sasuke” he orders. You look at him in disbelief. “Don’t make me ask again. You belong to the Uchiha now.”

You nod and get on top where you feel the one named Sasuke slip back into your slot. Tobi stands behind you, slowly removing the ties of his pants. He leans down and whispers in your ear, “now stick out your tongue for Itachi.”

You comply and just as his weight rests on your open mouth you feel a third tip prod your puckered hole. 

“Breathe deep for me baby”

You inhale through your nose, with Itachi on your tongue, when you feel Tobi sink inside. You gargle around Itachi’s length as all three boys begin the thrust in tandem. 

Tobi reaches down and grabs your wrists, pulling them behind you and folding them across your back. He pins them there with one hand while his other cradles the front of your neck. His warm breath is hot against your ear as he praises you for servicing his clan.

Such a sweet girl you are. A newly discovered gem. A secret ninjutsu user, hiding her fire style from the world. What a wonder you are. His sweet nothings pacify you as every hole in your body is stuffed by the men.

At this point you had been put under genjutsu twice and fucked stupid three times in the same day. Your body and mind had no energy left to fight. It just caved to the pleasure pulsing between your legs and gave way to the whorish satisfaction of an erection down your throat.

Itachi’s fingers run through your hair as his hips thrust against your face, his tip catching the back of your windpipe and gurgling in your mouth. His head lolls back in bliss while Tobi’s panting is steamy against your ear. 

Sasuke’s moans fill the room. His pounding increasing in pace before he announces, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

Suddenly you are ripped away from the men and across the room in Tobi’s covetous grip. 

“She’s not yours to fill”

“Funny, I remember filling her hole two seconds ago.”

“Tobi, you said she was for the exclusive use of the Uchiha. Did you not?”

You look over your shoulder at Tobi who’s face is cold and stern. 

“Circumstances have changed, she is now for my exclusive use only. You’ll have to share with the rest.” 

Sasuke begins to charge forward to argue but Itachi’s hand flys out and thuds across Sasuke’s chest. 

“Don’t. This man is more capable than you think.”

“I’m not weak older brother!”

“Foolish little brother, I never said you were. I’m only saying not to underestimate our leader.”

Sasuke scans your naked body up and down with hunger before sneering at Tobi and snatching his clothes as he storms out of your room, silently followed by Itachi. 

Tobi pulls you close, hugging you tight before spinning you around. 

“You are mine now. Do you understand?”

In silence, you hug him back, grateful that is only the two of you.

“Come. You’re staying in my room tonight. I don’t trust that they won’t come back.”

You loosen your grip and look up at him with a nod. Your body was sore from being used and you’d like nothing more than to remain safe in Tobi’s arms.

He grabs his mask off your bed before draping his clouded cloke over your shoulders. You are ushered out of your room and down the hall towards his own chambers. 

As you pass the threshold, you notice how tidy and plain the room is. It is barren, with only a few small touches of home. You almost felt like you were stepping into someone’s hotel room but you guess a life on the road leaves little time for home furnishing. 

Tobi rummages through his drawers and finds a baggy shirt for you to wear as a nightgown. You happily slip into it, grateful to have something covering your barren body. 

“Come” he beckons from the bed. 

You climb in and crawl up next to him. He drapes his arm over your body and pulls you close to his chest. Each breath pushes up against your back. You feel how easily he falls asleep behind you and know that he is comfortable in your presence. 

As his breathing soothes your tired mind, you can’t help but think about the other girls again. Your night had been intense. If their night was similar, you can only imagine how the rest of their time here will be.

Not all of them have Tobi’s protection. But maybe, just maybe, there are other members of this gang who are like him and feel protective over these newcomers. Maybe all of you will be okay. But how can you think that without knowing the rest of the group?

Your worried thoughts are pushed aside by the light snoring that strokes your ears. The sound recenters you and brings you back to your present. 

Normally you don’t enjoy sharing a bed, however, at this moment you were more than thankful to be under the watchful care of the vicious leader of this band of thugs. While he is quite possibly the worst one, something about him soothes you. You once felt strong and defiant before him. Now you feel helpless and obedient. He pulls out a meekness that you never knew you had inside of you. You didn’t know how to describe it but whatever it was, it’s addicting and crippling.

Blanketed in his muscular arms and his baggy shirt, you drift asleep feeling safe and protected.

Masterlist

Part 1: The Purchase Part 2: The New Master Part 4: The Morning After

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The Akatsuki Concubine II

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Tobi x F!Reader

Summary: You find you are not alone in your predicament but soon find out what your new role is. Your firey defiance leaves you in a one-on-one session with the leader of the entire operation.

Warnings: NSFW, DubCon, Oral male receiving, spanking, nipple play, unprotected penetration, creampie

Word Count: 2.2k

A/N: This is an AU where all the Akatsuki members are alive and together. New mini-series.

Part 1: The Purchase Part 3: The Uchiha Slut

After a few hours of loneliness in the strange block room another girl, also partly undressed, appears before you. At first she acts tough, swinging a you and screaming. You scream back and douse her in water with your jutsu to sober her up. Once she realizes that you two are in the same boat, tears well in her eyes. She, like you, had been sold. The life she knew was gone and most whores are not sold to kind owners. 

You try to comfort her but then a third girl falls to the ground as if she was pushed into the dimension. This one seemed terrified but also filled with false strength and aggression.

You begin to wonder how many of you there will be when a fourth girl enters the room along with Konan and the masked man himself. You go to open your mouth and argue with him when in a quick black flash you wake up attached to a long heavy chain to which all four of you are linked. Leather cuffs are wrapped around your wrists and ankles that tie you to the metal loops. You were officially trapped and given a new uniform. Each one of you is dressed in a revealing tie-back halter top and lace panties under an open scarlet and ebony cloak to match Tobi’s. At first you thought it was magic but then you realize his glowing eye must be a sharingan. You had read about them, belonging to the legendary Uchiha clan. 

“You’re a mad man!” you shout as you look at your restraints. “What do you intend to do with us?!”

The other three girls fall silent in fear as Tobi draws a slow breath. 

“You really do continue to prove to be my favorite.”

Your chest puffs out as you give a small huff of indignation.

“Well since you’re about to join your new role, I might as well tell you. You are to serve my organization as our personal maidens.”

“Dress up the title all you want, you’re still enslaving us to be your whores”

“And how is that any different from the life you’ve led up until now?”

His haughty tone made you sick with rage. You spit on him, immediately followed Konan’s hand against the side of your face. 

“Be grateful we were willing to take you in.”

Just as you part your lips Tobi steps in front of you and breathes the word, “sleep”

You wake up groggy and isolated in a dark room by yourself. You were no longer linked to the chain with the other girls but instead the cuffs weren’t linked to any confines at all. 

A lone light illuminated the room, giving hardly any detail to the space within which you are kept. 

You hear a deep humm from one corner of the room and quickly snap your head in its direction. 

“Wakey wakey Kitten”

You scramble up to your feet only for him to stand centimeters before you. 

“This might be the first time I’ve seen you actually afraid. What? Not gonna light me on fire?”

You chew on your bottom lip in frustration, looking adorably pouty. Tobi wants nothing more than to taste your lips along with the rest of you as his gaze bores into you. 

As if playing with his food, he circles you and pulls your cloak off your shoulders. You turn to face him but he continues walking, soaking you in from behind his mask. His red eye appears to glow brighter with each step.

Soon he loosens the ties that kept your plunge neck halter covering your breasts and you swear you see his throat bob as it falls to the floor. 

Exposed before him, your chest is bare and only a thin pair of black underwear conceal your heat. The leather cuffs around your wrists, ankles, and neck feel tighter than before as you try to swallow. You cover your chest with your hands as he removes his mask and his sharingan becomes fully visible. 

Continuing to roam around you like a vulture, ready to descend on his prey, he grabs you from behind by your ponytail and yanks you till you stumble back into his chest. Your bare back makes contact with his broad pecs and you realize how firm they are. 

“You will belong to the Uchiha members of the Akatsuki. Not to be touched by lesser men.”

His words are warm in your ear yet a shiver runs down your spine. He inhales deeply as his ivory hand runs up your stomach to your chest where his fingers sink into the fat of your breast before releasing and tracing your dark and shiny collar. 

You feel the tightness in your scalp as he continues to restrain you by your hair. “You ready to fulfill your purpose?”

A tear leaks past the corner of your eye as he presses his hardened manhood between your covered cheeks. You hear him stiffly inhale your scent through his nose and exhale with a satisfied groan. 

He lets go and spins you around to shove you against the wall. A thud breaks through along with a small sound of discomfort but it is quickly hushed by his lips on yours. They were full and soft, a stark contrast to his rough hands that felt up and down your sides. His palms hungrily roamed from your plush behind, up your sides and down your front. His fingers curl between your legs as you cry a soft moan into his mouth. 

“Yes, baby. Moan for me.”

You couldn’t help the way your hips pushed forward into him while your fingers dug into the skin of his shoulders. You got lost in the heated makeout session, your body betraying your senses and your mind flooded with his scent. 

It was musky and wooded, similar to the scent of a campfire. It had a calming effect on your distressed mind. Your thoughts were clouded in his smokey cologne and soon you felt butterflies in the center of your core just under your rib cage. 

“Take them off f’me baby.”

You break the kiss and look up at him through lidded eyes, a strand of saliva connecting you to him. While giving him a nod, you tuck your fingers into his waistband and pull down till the fabric falls to the floor. He was quite handsome for a man with a scar torn face. Something about it made you want to comfort him and cradle him against your chest while also worshiping his every move. How can such a man wrap you around his finger like this?

“Down”

You lower yourself to your knees, eyes never breaking from Tobi’s face. His heavy palm rests on the top of your head till his fingers card through your hair and grab you behind the head to shove himself down your throat. 

Your mouth hangs open and a lewd squelching comes from your throat as you relax your airway to accommodate the intrusion. You don’t know where to put your hands as you choke but settle on resting them on his thighs while trying to maintain balance on your knees. 

A small chuckle comes from above before he rams you down on him several more times. The slurping sounds mixed with wet pops echo loudly in the room. He groaned at your noises, relishing in how sloppy you are. Spit dripped off your lower lip onto your chest leaving behind a glistening trail. He reached down and pinched your nipples till you were crying out around his cock that still rested on your tongue. You felt arousal drip down your inner thigh from the pain and you wanted nothing more than for him to stuff your holes. 

Your eyes look up at him pleading, wishing for him to fill you. Seeing your face, he took pity on you and shoved your shoulders so you would fall on your back. Yanking you by your knees, your folds collide with his throbbing length as he kneels to the ground with you.

“Such a perfect slut.” he breathes into your ear as one hand strokes your head. “I have been waiting all day to have a taste of you.”

You push your face into his cheek and exhale, moving your pelvis to rub against the length that was dangling between his legs and dripping spit onto your pelvis.

“Please Tobi, I need it.”

“I bet you do, Kitten.”

Tip lined up with your slit, he sinks deep inside of you and you both moan together as he pushes in further. Your brows pinch in satisfaction and you can’t remember the last time you enjoyed this feeling. Goosebumps span your chest, arms and legs, giving away the secret that you actually enjoy this. 

“I thought you hated me but it turns out all you needed was a little dick. Isn’t that right?”

He taunts you as he kneels at your hips, hands pushing in on your waist while he strokes. 

Your mind starts running blank, not comprehending his words. All you know is the feeling, the satisfaction of the friction dragging inside your sopping wet hole that just suctions around him, pulling him as far inside of you as possible. 

“Don’t stop.” you plead “need…it”

“Yes, Baby. You already said that.”

You restrict around him at the sound of his voice purring into your ear and he sharply draws in breath between his teeth. “Someone’s a bit needy tonight, aren’t they?”

“Yes, Daddy, very needy.”

“I’m Daddy now, eh?”

You pathetically pout and nod your head.

“Fine then, let me show you how Daddy treats his good girl.”

Tobi presses more of his weight onto your waist as he raises his hips to deepen the angle of his thrusts before he pounds into you. The sharp slaps of skin meeting wet, dripping, skin ring in your ear and reverberate around your numbing mind. 

“Oh…my…gods…please…please…please…”

“Please what, Kitten?”

“Wanna cum.”

“Not yet.”

You cry out from his intense blows only to be flipped onto your knees and shoved face-first into the ground. More cries come from you as you are fucked into the floor. All your saliva and juices mixing together with the sweat that drips between your bodies.

“We’re not done yet baby.”

You scream profanities as his heavy orbs crash into your swollen clit with each stroke of his hips. You feel the blood leave your head and pool in your pelvis. He was shredding your puffy pink insides and you couldn’t stop your body from clenching around him with every muscle fiber in your center. 

Demonic noises fill the room as you reach your climax but he cuts them short by grabbing you at your collar. “I said not to cum yet, Kitten. Now you’re gonna pay.”

He slams his hand down on your rippling behind, leaving a red palm mark on the sensitive skin. You cry in pain but squeeze tighter around his length. 

“Knew you liked pain.”

He swings again, spanking you for your misdeed. You yelp and moan, matching the image of a perfect whore. A pornstar just for him and his Uchiha brothers. 

“I see you’re beginning to shake. Don’t tell me you came from a spanking. That’d be shameful.”

You whine in response, wiggling your behind and throwing it back into his hips, desperate for him to keep going. He responds by following your pace, letting you work for the dick you so clearly want. 

Eventually though, the pace is too slow for Tobi and he needs to finish you off. He can’t restrain himself any longer and unleashes all his pent up desires on your quivering hole. 

Pistoning into you with speed only a shinobi is capable of, you find the wind knocked out of you and you are once more rammed into the hard floor of this dark, secluded room. Soon you hear him groan as warmth springs inside of you and you know he has planted his seed to mark his territory. You are his, not the Uchiha’s, just his. At least in your mind. 

He grabs you and throws you over his shoulder while swinging the door open to leave the room. He takes you across the hallway to a small and plain bedroom. Setting you down on the floor, one hand cups your cheek and a kiss is planted on your lips. 

“You are my pet and I will watch over you. I promise.”

You nod your head against his and tilt your chin up for yet another kiss, remembering how he sounded as he came. You don’t want anyone else, not the other Uchiha, not the other shinobi. Just him. You had not had satisfying relations in years. Not many desirable men visit a pleasure house, but the man who bought you hours ago is a different story.

“Tobi?”

“Yes Baby?”

“Will I see you tomorrow?”

“I guarantee it.”

He chuckles and leaves the room feeling a fullness in his chest he hadn’t experienced before. Had he become so lonely in his quest that he forgot what human touch felt like? Had he forgotten about intimacy in any form? He was a different man tonight and that man craved more.

Masterlist

Part 1: The Purchase Part 3: The Uchiha Slut

[detectivestucks]

Akatsuki Concubine I

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Tobi x F!Reader x Konan

Summery: Coming from a poor background you were sold to the pleasure house at a young age even though your dream was to one day be a shinobi. Instead, as you grew up, your mistress got tired of your attitude and sold you to the first duo who asked. These two were none other than members of the formidable Akatsuki.

Warnings: NSFW, DubCon, Female receiving oral, threats of violence,

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: This is an AU where all the Akatsuki members are alive and together. New mini-series. More parts coming soon.

Sold to the pleasure house at a young age, you were familiar with a life whose path is set for them. You knew you were to serve noble men and their kinks before being sold and married off to the highest bidder. Only you weren’t one to be touched against your will. You had always wanted to become a ninja but you weren’t born into a shinobi family. You were born into a poor family who couldn’t afford to keep their only child. So you read and you practiced, all by yourself. Every day, from the time you were young till now, you centered your chakra, allowing it to flow from point to point. Feeling its life-giving strength fuel your power. You developed what you read was an unusual combination of Fire and Water style jutsus. Your favorite one to use was phoenix flower jutsu. The balls of fire dancing in the space between you and the latest toolbag who tried to touch what he didn’t pay for always made you feel protected. Little did you know it couldn’t protect you from everyone.

Back at the Akatsuki hideout, the crew was getting rowdier than ever. Constant missions had kept everyone apart for months but the burnout was obvious so their leader, Tobi, assigned missions closer to home. The issue is that a band of ruthless shinobi such as the Akatsuki don’t do well within close quarters. 

“Give back my detonating clay!”

“Nice try blondie. I know you were in my room trying to steal Samehada last night. She told me so.”

“Was not!”

“As if I believe you. Maybe I’ll feed this to Samehada, see if she’s as good of an ‘artist’ as you.”

“Wait! I need that for my art!” 

“Psh, you speak of art as if it’s your god. Come to the way of Joshin and you’ll never worry about your silly art again.”

“SHUT IT Hidan!”

“Or what?! Wanna become Joshin’s next sacrifice!”

The purple-haired man swings his scythe at the young artist when the tall shark-like swordsman snatches up the boy by his long blonde strands. 

“Hey! Let go or I’ll-”

“-What, kill me?”

“All three of you need to shut up! When’s our next mission so I don’t have to suffer you idiots?”

“Sasuke, that wasn’t a very nice thing to say to your brethren.”

“Not now, older brother.” he retorts with a pinch to his nose. Soon a half white, half black figure pops into the room.

“Can someone tell me what it’s like to poo?”

“Ah, gross Zetzu! Why’d ya have to bring that up again?!”

“Well, when someone answers the question, maybe I’ll stop.”

“ENOUGH!”

The voice was deep and commanding. An orange-masked man rounds the corner in his scarlet clouded cloak and all members fall silent.

“You are shinobi of an elite organization. Act like it.” 

The man named Tobi strides through the room catching Pain on his way out. 

“Pain, Konan, come.”

A tall orange haired man with a face littered in piercings and a slender woman with a paper flower in her hair follow behind into a spare room. 

“These idiots are always bickering.” Tobi’s baritone states with exhaustion.

“They’re bored sir.”

“I give them respite and they thank me by acting like a bunch of children.”

“Maybe they need something to do…or a way to blow off steam.” Konan defends

“They should be training.” Pain says with a firm nod.

“...or…uh, I…nevermind.”

“Out with it woman.” Tobi’s words spit out like venom.

“Maybe they have…urges…to release?”

“Oh they do, do they?” Tobi presses “Are you speaking from experience?”

With flushed cheeks Konan’s lashes fall.

“That’s what I thought.” Tobi looks towards Pain, “You’re dismissed.”

Both shinobi turn to leave when the deep voice speaks up again, “Where are you going?”

A slender hand raises to tuck lavender strands behind one ear. “You said we were dismissed.”

“No, I said he was dismissed. You haven’t finished serving your purpose.”

With a thick swallow, Konan stands up straight and turns back towards Tobi. “What do you need?” 

With each word he steps forward.“Tell me more about these urges? How do you suggest we satisfy them?”

With one more swallow, Konan finds her composure “I would suggest concubines sir.”

“Concubines, eh?”

“Yes, I believe there are several pleasure houses in the nearby village.”

“Good, I want you to check them out.”

“Check them out?”

“Yes, find some pretty merchandise for your comrades.”

“Don’t you think you should vet them first? You’ve been so picky with who you’ve let into this organization and these girls will be privy to our secrets.”

Tobi muses to himself before agreeing. “We’ll do reconnaissance tomorrow.”

You finish your supper as your lady enters the room. “House is busy tonight. You’re taking the next caller.”

“I’m not putting up with any funny business.”

“Try to be desirable for a change. And stop scaring away the customers.”

“They’re dreadful and disgusting.”

“And pay well”

You scoff at her. “I’ll be in my room.”

“You scare off one more customer and I’m selling you.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time!” you call over your shoulder as you walk to your room in a huff. You wish to slam the door as hard as possible but she was right, you could hear your sisters all working. The sounds of men groaning come from every corner of the house and it would be unwise to create a ruckus on such a bustling evening. 

You sit at your looking glass and brush out your hair. You allow it to fall down your back and tickle your neck before you lean forward to apply a small dusting of blush and smear rice water cream over your lips to soften them. Just as you finish, you hear your door begin to open. You look up to a stout man entering your room and raking in your appearance with obvious hunger. You felt your stomach tighten at the thought of entertaining him but you plastered on a sweet simper and move to sit on the mattress, patting the place next to you. 

Meanwhile downstairs Konan approaches your misses.

“Excuse me ma’am. Would you happen to be selling any of your girls?”

“Who’s asking?”

“I am.” Tobi’s tenor voice crashes over the lady as her mouth falls open in fear upon seeing the masked man with the glowing red eye. She realizes her state and quickly closes her mouth while wiping her hands on the front of her dress. “No, I am not selling any of my girls.”

Across the home you hear a man shouting in terror “FIRE! FIRE! HELP THERE’S A FIRE”

“...Except for that one.” she finishes with rage.

Tobi and Konan immediately head towards the shouting to check on the source of the commotion. Upon entering the room they see a beautiful young woman with hair fallen around her face and a disheveled kimono open in the front, exposing both breasts and her pelvis.

“Oh relax” you say, weaving hand signs for your water style cannon to extinguish your phoenix flowers. “Now go, and don’t come back. We don’t need your type around here.”

“Yes we do!” your mistress chimes in, pushing Tobi and Konan to the side to scold you for your behavior.

“No we don’t! He’s a pig! And who the hell are they?!” you say gesturing towards the cloaked shinobi.

“Your next customer”

“Absolutely not.”

“Well that’s too bad cause they intend on purchasing your worthless hide.”

“Like hell they’ll take me.”

You weave the tiger sign to once more scare away these newcomers with your phoenix flower flames only to be met with a ginormous fireball to the face. Quickly you switch your jutsu to water style to combat the masked stranger when he voluntarily stops. 

Your hair falls in your suddenly sweaty face as you gauge the man before you. 

“My, my. Aren’t we a feisty one? And a user of ninjutsu as well. That’s a first.”

“I’m not interested.”

“Well too bad for you because I am. Konan, give the lady the money.”

“Good, take this ungrateful slut off my hands. Maybe you can knock some sense into her. I don’t need my house set ablaze every other day. I’m done.”

You feel your chest constrict with anger and sadness. To be cast aside, demoted to the value of a coin, yet again, and be forced to go to a new home once more. What’s more, is your tricks won't work on this one. He can out master your flames. You give a panicked look to the one with a paper flower atop her head before your teary eyes stare up into the dark hole of the orange mask. 

A gloved hand glides up and cups the bottom of your chin, “Don’t get soft on me now kitten. I enjoy the spark.”

You rip your face away from his hand but he grabs you by the arm. “Konan, test her out for me, please. If you like her we’ll keep her, if you don’t we’ll kill her.”

The sadness in your heart quickly spins to fear as you realize how dangerous your new owner must be. 

“But sir-”

“You said you had pent up urges.”

“I-”

“What? Were you going to ride the face of that Pain puppet? That seems a bit chilly, don’t you think? Why not try someone with a little more body heat?”

The pain and insult were obvious on Konan's face but she did as she was told and approached you. 

With cold and hooded eyes she demands, “Knees.”

You swallow, remembering his words. There was no way out of this one. You were going to have to do what you were trained for and earn your keep…along with your life.

‘You’re the whore; you know what to do” 

Your hands rifle past the noir cloak and find the ties of her pants. You pull the skin tight spandex down past her knees and gently lift her leg to tenderly slide the fabric over her ankle and off her foot.

The pants now removed, your hands hold open the front of her cloak similar to your open kimono. You lift yourself off the heels of your feet and bring your mouth to the front of her cotton panties. You kiss her heat over the cloth before your teeth find the waistband and pull down. 

“Good girl.” you hear the masked man purr from the entrance of the room. 

One hand slides under the thick bamboo fabric of the scarlet and black cloak to graze over her cheek and sink your fingers into the soft flesh of her behind while your other hand wanders up her pale inner thigh, finding her labia and slipping two fingers up into her slit.

Grip tightening on the muscle of her rear, your fingers thrust in and out, hooking inside her squishy insides, feeling how they tighten around your digits. Once she gasps you pull them out and look up at her face before wrapping your lips around your fingers and sucking them clean. The taste was sweet, almost like a baked treat and your lids flutter slightly before she grabs a large section of your hair and pulls you up to your feet.

“Arms folded behind you and lay down on your back.”

You do as she instructs and find her crawling up on the mattress to straddle your face. Her robes fall over your head and you are plunged into darkness, completely blinded by the cloak.

As her weight pushes against your face, you open your mouth to kitten lick at her entrance made wet by your foreplay. 

Just as you open wider to sink your tongue between her lips she reaches back and pinches your nipples earning a cry from you that vibrates against her folds. A satisfied hum can be heard from the place where the masked man stood and you knew he approved.

You jab your tongue out as far as you can and stroke forward inside her heat, slurping up her juices with loud wet sounds. Her hips rut against your face as satisfied signs leave Konan’s chest. You wrap your lips around her little nub at the front of her entrance and rub the tip of your tongue back and forth along the bump. 

Her legs close around your head before suddenly releasing. She repositions herself so that she is facing down your body rather than towards the head of the bed and as she sits back down, your nose prods against the crevice between her cheeks. 

With better access to her swollen bud you seal the perky tip between your pillowy lips and suck. Her thighs squeeze against your body and she weaves hand signs so that two paper butterflies appear and fold into clips. They flutter towards your nipples and you feel their wings brush against your skin before the clip on their bellies opens and traps your sore nipples between them. 

You squirm and whine at the discomfort but really it causes you to clench around nothing. Your legs kick out feeling desperate to get up but your mouth obediently continues to pet her clit. 

Konan lifts her hand and brings it down harshly between your legs, slapping your folds and protruding clit. 

You scream, the vibrations tickling between her legs causing her to lower more of her weight onto your head. Your legs snap closed. “No you don’t.” she says smooth as butter. Grabbing one of your legs in her arms, she holds your leg against her chest and continues her assault on your folds. 

Her rutting against your face as you scream causes the noises to come out muffled and broken which only makes Tobi’s member stiffen in his pants. The spectacle of your squirming beneath his comrade mesmerized him and he knew he wanted you to himself. 

You open your mouth wide to drag your tongue all the way from the hood of her clit, along the front of her entrance and point it as it enters her heat where you dance it in and out of her hole causing her to fall forward and rest her weight on the hand pushing into your waist. 

The butterfly clips attached to the tips of your breasts tightened the more you please the female ninja, who eventually falls all the way forward and returns the favor, sucking on your own swollen nub till your legs shake with pleasure. 

The harder she sucked, the harder you sucked, till you feel her gush on your face and both of you collapse from orgasm. She dismounts, panting from the feeling and nods at her masked counterpart. “This one will do.”

“Well, well, looks like you’re coming with us after all.”

Before you had a moment to realize the meaning of his words you feel yourself being pulled forward and suddenly you are in a dark gray abyss filled with large chunky blocks. You look around realizing it is just you, naked, aside from your small kimono that you pull over your shoulders for comfort. You are standing there alone, all by yourself, with no idea where you are or how you got there.

Masterlist

Coming Soon:

Part 2: The New Master

Part 3: The Uchiha Slut

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You have sukuna blog ??

I do! You can find it @detectivestucks2. It's still new but I have two series that I'm posting there. I still love our Kamui men and will keep writing for them but I had some inspiration with Sukuna a few months ago. Hope you enjoy it!

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Heyy babe i hope you are doing great!! I know you haven't been active in a while and that's totally fine but i was wondering if you were going to participated in kinktober ?? There's been a lack of kakashi fics these past months so i was wondering if you would write some . I miss your writing. If not thanks anyway and i hope that life is treating you well with your new beau .😘

With love, your loyal follower~❤

Hey boo!

I’ve been preparing a series on my Sukuna page and have been super inactive on this page cause of it. I don’t have time to do daily posts BUT my goal is to post a new request weekly next month cause I miss you guys!

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Habibi r u alive?😭🩷 aint nobody writing obito like u 🫶🏾 but fr send us a sighn queen 🥹

Yes love!

I’m going through some major life changes but I’m good. Nothing like a divorce to pull you away from writing smut. But please be happy for me. Instead of writing about romance I’m living it and I’m very happy.

Thank you for checking on me. I hope to be back soon 💕

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hiii, i hope you are doing well<3

i just wanna ask if there is going to be another ending of your series jealous hokage, where reader choses obito instead od kakashi

Yes there is!!!

I started writing it before I even wrote the original ending but life got insane 🤪

I’m such an Obito hoe so you know I had to write an ending for him. Idk when I’ll publish it but it’s in the works.

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I didn’t see this so I apologize if you already have something similar…but is there any chance I could get an Obito’s crush/best friend jokingly/teasingly calling him ‘Daddy’?

Yay, I love Obito requests!! This made my heart happy and a friends to lovers Obito story is even better. I am more than happy to oblige.

Sorry for the month-long sabbatical. Life got interesting but much improved.

Enjoy!

Say Daddy

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Say Daddy

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: F!Reader x Obito

Summery: Your college bff Obito and you have movie night after a lively debate about baby-talk. You tease him and things escalate.

Warnings: NSFW, Oral, Deepthroat, Nipple Play, Unprotected Penetration, Friends to Lovers

Word Count: 3.5k

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“Why do girls think baby-talk is cute? It’s creepy. Men don’t like that.”

“I don’t know. Why do you keep sleeping with us when we use it?”

Obito scoffs as the two of you pile into his apartment after he turns the latch with the copper key. 

“No guy wants to date a liability.”

“Oh really?” you say in disbelief, “So you mean to tell me that men don’t want to be their crush’s provider and protector?”

“That’s not the same.” he says with a dismissive hand wave as he walks off to his room to set down his backpack and pull out his laptop

“Oh it’s not?” you call as you walk into his kitchen and help yourself to a glass of water.

His head pops around the threshold of the kitchen door sill as he bluntly states, “No.” 

He grabs his own glass of water before heading over to his waiting homework when you retort, “Okay.” A coy smile and a smug simper pass your lips. “Whatever you say…daddy”

Obito stops walking and turns towards you.

“What did you just call me?” 

His voice came out a bit hoarse, his mouth suddenly dry. You give a smug smile hearing the shift in his tone. 

“You heard me…daddy.”

“Stop that.”

“Why?”

A smile splits your face, unable to contain your giddiness from how the nickname is affecting him.

“Cause…” you watch as he involuntarily licks his lip before briefly biting it, “like I said, it’s creepy.”

You clasp your hands together in front of your chest and give your best doe eyes as you gaze up at his towering figure with all the innocence you can muster.

“Sorry daddy. I didn’t mean to freak you out, I just thought you liked it cause your voice got really deep randomly”

Obito’s adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. “Yeah, I don’t know what happened, it just dropped out of nowhere.”

“Sounds like your body’s telling you it’s time to go into daddy mode”

You can’t help the wicked smile that curls your lips when you finally drop the charade. 

“Daddy mode, psh, maybe if we went to a bar and you’re my wing woman and showed me what to do, it'd be different.”

Letting the small sliver of rejection at the idea of only being his wing woman roll off your shoulders, you play along. “We’ll have to do weekly coachings”

“Geezus” Obito pinches the bridge of his nose. “I feel like this is a Hitch moment”

You burst out laughing, “I’d be happy to be your Hitch. If not to find your girl, then at least to find you good pussy in the meantime.”

Obito deeply chuckles

“Seriously! Wing woman reporting for duty” you say with a salute. 

“So when are we going to the bar?”

“That’s step 2, you’re not ready for that. For step 1, I’m gonna have you go read some smut. Report back in the morning with your findings”

Obito rolls his eyes. “My problem isn’t knowing what to do, it’s putting it into play.”

“That’s called liquid courage, love.”

“Yeah, but my shy game is strong.” he says as he lifted his sleeve to flex

“See? There you go! Just lure her in with your adorable shy guy personality and then switch it up in the bedroom and be the fiery dom of her dreams.”

“Lure her in…I feel like I need a white van.”

You whip out your phone, “Good idea, I’ll check Facebook Marketplace.”

“Shut up!”

“True, true, You should probably check for something in your area first before we look in mine.”

“Let’s see…” he draws as he gazes up at the ceiling, finger tapping his chin, “I think I want a white 70’s van that gets 5 miles a gallon.”

“As your wing woman, I’ll supply the gas”

“That’s a lot of gas. You sure?”

You laugh and shove him. “Yeah I’m sure…Daddy.”

Obito’s smile drops and you hear his breath hitch slightly

You turn and walk away towards the kitchen trying to hide your quiet laugh as his reaction strokes your ego once again. 

Obito pretends to busy himself on his computer looking through homework assignments on the campus portal. You hum to yourself in the kitchen, playing innocent, knowing you just exposed him for being a ‘creep’ who likes baby-talk. 

Meanwhile Obito was trying to get his raging boner under control. Fuck, it was hot when you called him daddy. Why did you have to go doing that? All he wanted to do was bend you over the arm of the couch and shove his member so far up your cunt that the wind is knocked out of you. But instead you were in the kitchen pretending you don’t know what you just did to him. 

Obito can hear the sound of you microwaving popcorn. You were getting snacks together for movie night. 

…fuck…movie night.

Sure enough you come out of the kitchen with mix drinks for each of you and a cooler of beers. Turning around, you saunter back to the kitchen to go get the food and other snacks. 

Just what he needs added to this situation, ‘netflix & chill’ with alcohol. 

Squeezing his eyes shut Obito tries to calm himself by imagining various turn offs. Crusty old people, bloody horror movies, sick animals, creepy bugs, but none of it was working cause each image was interrupted by the sound of your voice calling him daddy. 

“Mmm, Gods, I’m not okay…” he whispers to himself. 

Soon you have the normal movie night setup complete and walk over to where he sat at his desk. You seductively wrap your arms over his shoulders and whisper in his ear,

“Daddy, you gonna join me on the couch?”

Obito suppresses a groan with a grunt, quickly readjusting himself to hide his erection.

“Please stop calling me that.”

“I will when it stops being fun.” you say with a mischievous smile, walking back over to the couch. 

“Fuck off.”

“Hmm?” you say as you sit, pretending not to hear him. “What was that?”

Obito scowls at you. You return with innocent blinking before you reach over for the remote sitting next to him, chest brushing against his. 

Obito felt himself beginning to sweat, you were being a huge tease and he was losing his composure. The final straw was when you scrolled through and put on Fifty Shades of Gray. 

“Y/N, no”

“What?”

“You know what.”

“I’m just helping. You should take notes”

“Y/N”

“Obi.”

Obito just sighs and leans down to grab a beer from the cooler. He took a large gulp, attempting to swallow his nerves as you settle into the couch and nestle against his side. 

“Do you have to do that?”

“Do what? We always sit like this.”

“Not while watching Fifty Shades!”

“Well I'm comfy so deal with it.” you say as you pull the popcorn off the table and bring it to your lap. 

Obito grumbled but relented, doing his best to soften his painful erection. You make a little moan of contentment and he feels his heart flutter. His hand involuntarily squeezes you and you notice your eyes close as you bring a handful of popcorn to your mouth. You try to refocus by offering Obito popcorn. He lifts his hand from your shoulder and grabs a fistful, dropping the kernels into his mouth.

The both of you watch as Anna and Christian go back and forth, their chemistry leaking from the screen and lingering in the room. Growing engrossed in the scene, you find yourself sitting up and leaning against Obito’s side. For a moment you forget to breathe when you remember who you’re using as a couch pillow and turn your gaze over to him. He sees you out of the corner of his eye and faces you. Your eyes lock and you feel your faces gravitate towards each other. 

Obito’s palm rests on your face, his finger pads brushing your cheekbone. The digits slip from your cheek into your hair, carding through the strands, starting to pull you in. Your eyes lower to his rosy lips and catch as he nervously licks his lower one just before closing your eyes and pressing your lips against his own. 

His fingers in your hair tighten, keeping your face pushed up against his. He had wanted this moment for so long. He has dreamed about this very scenario. 

You turn from your side to your belly, pushing your chest into him as you shift your weight to your knees and straddle his lap as your mouths open in a heated, wet, and sloppy kiss that rivaled the one playing on the screen.

You surprised yourself. You didn’t know you felt this way towards Obito but here you are straddling him, feeling your heart swell as you slip your tongue into his cavern and tangle yours with his. 

Obito’s free arm finds its way to your back and pulls you close. You moan into his mouth and he feels himself melt beneath you.

His hands feel down the length of your back and find purchase on your hips. Fingers sinking into your flesh and controlling your movements. You can feel how hard he is under your center, his hips bucking up into you as you moan from the friction. 

Everything about this feels so right. As if you should have been doing this with him all along. When had these feelings developed? When had your body decided that this is what it wants?

You rock against his bulge, panting into him, eyes unable to remain open as lust fogs your mind. All rational thought slips away and you're left with the burning desire to be held in his arms as he claims control over you. 

“Obi, please, I want it.”

“You got it baby.”

Obito allows his mouth to wander from your lips, across your chin, and down your neck. He lightly nibbles as he works down the column, stealing your breath with the feather light touch of his lips. Your head falls into the crook of his neck as he kisses you; your hands pushing into his firm pecs. 

He begins to suck on a particularly sensitive patch of skin and your fingertips dig into him.

“Careful baby, you’re going to scratch me.”

“Sorry, Daddy” you pant, feeling how the nickname made him stiffen between your legs.

His hands continue to roll your hips, forcing you to rub along his length. Each time he pushed you down into him, you felt butterflies in your stomach. Eventually the teasing was too much and the desire to have him inside of you took over.

You tug at his shirt, pulling it over his head to reveal his scarred and muscular form. Your lips trail over the entire expanse of his scarlines as you crawl off his lap and your fingers unbutton his light wash jeans. 

Obito lifts his hips as you pull down on the denim, allowing his member to spring out and slap his stomach. You can’t help the way your eyes bulge as you scan down

“Fuck Obi, this is what you’ve been packing this whole time?”

He chuckles at your enthusiasm.

“You want a taste?”

Your eyes turn glassy as you look up at him and nod. You sink to your knees and with one hand you grasp his base, lightly stroking as you raise his head to your lips. 

Your breath ghosts over the tip before you kiss the end softly. Your sweet kisses turn into kitten licks. You wrap your lips over the mushroom head and begin to suck out his precum as you stroke along his length. You feel him twitch with excitement and realize he has been imagining this moment for a long time. 

You close your eyes and moan as you drop your head and let him sink all the way into your mouth.

The deep groan that emanates from his chest is filled with so much satisfaction that you feel your pride swell as your mind steadily goes dumb. You swallow and allow him to slip past the back of your tongue. The curse words spoken with amazement leave you blushing as you fuck him with your throat, allowing him to slide in and out. 

Obito’s hands absentmindedly slip into your hair, his fingers winding your locks around themselves as pleasure shoots through his body. You gag yourself on his cock while slobber and drool drench his base.

“Fuck baby. You’re doing so good for me.”

“Anything for daddy.”

You feel him twitch again

“Anything for daddy, hm?” 

“Mhm”

“Daddy wants you to ride his dick.”

You look up at him through your lashes and nod, lips still wrapped around his girth. The release of suction can be heard with a pop as you stand up and drop your leggings. The hunger in his eyes intensifies as the flesh of your thighs become exposed. Fabric pooling on the floor and kicked to the side, each knee rests on either side of Obito’s hips as you push up against him. His breath warms your chest. Wet kisses following his hands that pull off your shirt. Your head falls back when his fingers close around your nipples and squeeze down. You feel yourself clench around nothing and quickly reach behind you to center his manhood between your folds. His head, slippery with spit and precum, glides in effortlessly as a feeling of fullness finally fills your walls.

It was like the earth centered on its axis. You feel teeth naw at your rosy peaks and your walls can’t help but suck him into you in reply. He grunts against your breast as your own breath hitches. You glide up and down along his length letting it guide your movements. His mouth tugs at your chest as your breast moves with the motions of your hips. The sensitivity your feel trapped between his teeth causes your actions to become desperate. You whine as he sucks your nipple.

His strong hands grab at your fleshy rear and begin to lift you up and slam you back down so his tip prods at that sweet spot that drives you wild. Each harsh downward plunge causes you to grunt and soon you can’t keep your thoughts straight.

Obito holds you up slightly and begins to thrust up into you in rapid succession. Your upper body falls forward, face burying into his shoulder as your fingers dig into his back, the pleasure making it hard to breathe. 

White milky cream drips down his girthy shaft and soon loud slapping sounds echo through his living room. You whimper into the crook of his neck as his pounding causes your legs to tremble. 

“Here baby, take a break.”

Obito rolls you onto your back and reinserts himself into your slippery slit. He rolls his hips into yours, focusing on angling his tip to rub against the top of your cavern, milking your g spot. He increases his speed, the friction making your eyes roll. Soon you find yourself sputtering fluid all over the cushions. 

“Oh my gods! I’m so sorry!” you cry through your panting moans.

Chuckles come from the man as he looks down at your mess. 

“What a good girl you are, squirting for daddy like this. Hmmm, what am I to do with you?”

Feeling flush, you bite your lower lip and look away. Obito grabs you by the hips and flips you onto your knees, bending you over the back of the couch. He shoves his length back in and snaps into you, hips colliding with a loud slap. You feel his orbs swing forward and clap against your nerve bundle. The sensation stealing your breath as you hitch forward, your eyes steadily going cross, your heart pounding from arousal. 

Large hands grip your hips and pull you backwards as his pelvis thrusts forwards. Fingers sinking into the fat and covetously holding what was always desired. He had wanted you since the day he laid eyes on you and now you are his. He slams harder into you. Involuntary grunts expel from your throat and your hands seek to stabilize yourself with the feeble support of the couch cushions. You find your attempts are futile in the wake of Obito’s lust. 

One of his hands winds its way around your neck and pulls back, arching your spine and lifting your torso till he can properly suck and nibble at your nape. You feel the chills form and rush down your skin. Obito’s other hand leaves your hip and grasps your supple mount, squeezing your breast harshly till a moan of discomfort leaves your lips. 

“Sorry” he dreamily whispers into the shell of your ear

“S’kay” you whisper back

You find yourself lost in the feeling. Your head goes blank with each plummet into your center. Obito’s pelvic hair is sopping wet from your slick as it collects around his base. 

“Just like that, beautiful. Make a mess of daddy’s lap.”

“Yes, daddy. I will.”

“Good girl.”

Your chest skips a beat as he praises you. Tired and beginning to feel fucked out, you start to collapse forward. Obito reaches between your legs and begins to rub your engorged clit. Your walls clench around him and a small huff of satisfaction brushes along your shoulders. Just when you adjust to the stimulation Obito pinches the bundle between his pointer and thumb. You cry out in surprise. Whining noises of protest come from your writhing body.

“Shh, baby girl. Be good. I know you like it. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t be clutching around me the way that you are.”

It was true, you were cutting off his circulation from how tight you were. Obito’s relentless movements caused you to tremble and he relished watching you unravel for him. A slew of curses tumble from your mouth as you cream around his cock. 

He pulls out of you and forces you down onto your knees before him. 

“Eat.”

Your pouty lips kiss the tip before your pink muscle grazes the underside of his length and laps at his hot base. You taste the sweet nectar of your fluids and clean the entirety of his manhood. 

Fingers raking through your hair, he twirls a pinch of your locks around his pointer before fisting the strands and pulling you up to your feet to kiss him. 

His tongue dances with yours as he savors your sweetness in his mouth. He sucks on your bottom lip and lightly nibbles it till it’s swollen. 

Your naked body collapses into him, your hands catching yourself against his chest. Slowly they glide up to his neck, fingertips hiding in his hairline as you pull him down into you. 

“One more time baby, on your knees f’me.”

You nod and slide your fingers down the front of his chest all the way to the fronts of his thighs as you lower to your knees. You look up at him and open your mouth, tongue out, waiting for him to insert himself. 

He slowly strokes, tip brushing against the back of your throat. You relax so that with each prod, his head pushes back further until it slips past your vocal chords and your nose touches his stomach. You hear the man’s breath hitch and you pull back

“Something wrong?”

“No, just feels good.”

You open wide and sink him into your mouth once more, allowing his tip to glide in and out of your throat, causing his head to fall back as his hand reaches for your hair. 

“Feels s’good baby. You like pleasing daddy?”

“Mhm” you hum with him lodged deep.

He feels the vibration and it makes his toes curl. 

“Such a good girl f’me.”

You continue to bob your head along his length and you can feel his thighs tighten under your hands. Obito’s hand in your hair tightens and he begins to ram himself down your neck, fucking your throat till you’re all but certain that your throat is hoarse. 

Suddenly warmth springs down your stuffed esophagus and you feel him painting you white. Noises of satisfaction grunt from his lips as he thrusts slowly into your open mouth. Obito nearly falls forward from how hard he releases.

You swallow as he pulls out of you with a shudder before lifting you to your feet and kissing your cheek. You nestle your face into his neck before giving your weak legs a break and sitting back down on the couch, pulling Obito with you.

The two of you collapse into a pile on the cushions giggling and panting. You never expected to see Obito like this but something about it felt right. As you lay under his weight allowing your breathing to slow, you can’t help but close your eyes and fall asleep completely missing the end of the movie. What you didn’t know was that Obito fell asleep too, the two of you harmonizing in front of the tv…until his roommate Kakashi gets home.

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Baaaee where'd you go :( I miss you come back to tumblr </3 I hope everything is ok though!

LMAO!

I know, I know, I went over a week without posting. I'm sorry. I have a break in school and realized I had a lot of major life things to take care of.

I promise I'm not going anywhere, nor do I have writer's block. Just a time deficiency. 😋

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Hi pookie hope you're doing well!

May I request an NSFW ex husband (and slightly abusive) kakashi, who is lowkey pissed about the reader trying to move on and stuff (even though he cheated) and he gets all pissy and he forces himself on her talking about how he knows the reader isn't over him and stuff and he baby traps her? it can be as filthy as you want do your worst 😈

Hey pookie!

Yes, I love it! I feel like I could totally turn this prompt into a series if I had time. I'm thinking 'You' vibes however that's a project for another season.

Enjoy another round of dark Kakashi on me.

Date Crasher

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Date Crasher

18+ Content Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Modern AU Kakashi x F!Reader

Summery: Your toxic ex-husband Kakashi crashes your first date since the divorce and you fall into his baby trapping scheme when you look to use him for a one night stand.

Warnings: NSFW, Baby Trapping, Public sexual acts, Hair Pulling, Fingering, Oral, Unprotected Penetration, Degradation.

Word Count: 3.4k

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Tonight was a big night. After months of wallowing in self pity you’re finally doing it. You’re finally going on a date. You’re not expecting to find love on the first try or anything, you just want to dip your toe in the dating pool. Maybe even splash around a little bit. A hot makeout session and maybe even cuddles would be nice. Nothing serious, just a small ego boost from a nice guy. 

It had been forever since the last time you were on a date. You didn’t know how to dress for one anymore so you just wore your favorite outfit. Was it really girly? Yeah, but it looked cute and you felt confident. Nothing could make you feel more beautiful than your sparkly pink body con dress. The fabric stretched over your hips just right, tapering in to hug your thighs and accentuate your coke bottle figure. 

As you gaze in the mirror you realize this is the prettiest you’ve felt ever since your ex husband cheated on you. You scan yourself up and down as you soak in the figure of a woman you had since forgotten. A tear begins to well in your eye before you blink it away and grab your bag to leave.

You head to the restaurant and wait at the bar for your date to arrive. After your second tequila sunrise you decide to slow down, not wanting to be drunk before your date arrives despite how calming the liquor is to your nerves. You chase the lime wedge around the bottom of your glass with the tiny ink colored straw when you hear a woman clear her throat. You begin to stand as your eyes glance up to meet the hostess.

“Evening miss, your table is read-”

The small woman gasps as a strong hand comes down on your shoulder pushing you back into your seat.

“She won’t be needing that table. Now scram.”

Her tiny frame, after a quick nod, disappeared from view as she slipped through the crowd that mingled around the bar. Hand still pressed on your shoulder, there was suddenly a warm tickle in your ear.

“Now just what do you think you’re doing here?”

“Moving forward”

“Oh no sweetcheeks, you’re not moving anywhere. Did you really think I’d let my wife go outside wearing that slutty get up?”

“I’m not your wife anymore.”

“You’ll always be my wife. When will you realize that. I own you, sweetie?”

You shove his hand off of your shoulder and make to stand up and leave when his other hand grabs you.

“Not so fast, babe. We’re not done here.”

“Yes we are.” You say, ripping your arm out of his grasp. “Now, I need to call my date and reschedule seeing as you’ve officially ruined my mood.”

“Don’t bother. He’s not coming.”

You freeze and turn around. “What did you do?”

A coy smirk grows beneath his mismatched eyes.

“Kakashi, what did you do?”

“I gave that twerp a proper warning outside to stay away from my wife.”

You let out a huff in frustration. “I’m not your wife!”

“YES YOU ARE!” he boomed the words so loud that the restaurant fell silent.

Your eyes flick around the room in embarrassment. “Our nullified marriage license would disagree.” You give one more glance around the bar. “Can we please not have this fight in public?”

“We wouldn’t have to fight at all if you’d just let me come home.”

”You’re not coming home because you cheated Kakashi. You broke our marriage the moment you stuck your pecker inside another woman. Don’t blame me for the fruits of your labor just because they taste bitter.” You grab your purse and start to head towards the door.

“There you go with your high and mighty speech again.”

“Leave me alone Kakashi.”

“No, not till you see reason.”

“You’re the one who needs a reality check.” you say haughtily as you walk away.

Kakashi is hot on your tail as he once more grasps your arm. He pulls you out of the restaurant, dragging you down the street.

“Kakashi let go of me! Let go!” Your arm tries clawing him off of you but he drags you into a vacant alleyway and shoves you against the wall. Your hands are pinned against the rust colored brick on either side of your face. Hot breath fills your ear with that sultry deep voice.

“What were you going to do with that little punk, huh? All slutted out in your favorite pink dress? Were you gonna let him touch you?”

Kakashi rolls his hips into you and you feel that familiar sensation of fear and arousal blended together. 

“Were you gonna give my pretty lips away to some other man?”

He lunges in to kiss you, swirling his tongue around your mouth before biting down on your lower lip. Tears splash down your cheeks during his forced passion. You didn’t want this. You wanted an awkward first date with a nice guy, but instead you’re trapped under your toxic ex husband.

Kakashi lets go of your wrists to grab covetously around your waist, pulling you in and squeezing you against his defined chest. His kiss becomes more desperate while you vainly attempt to push him off of you. 

“You’re never going to find someone else who knows you like I do sweet cheeks. No one else will ever satisfy you the way I do.” 

His lips ghost over your cheek and trail down to your chin. You can’t help the way it steals your breath.

“No Kashi.”

“No baby, you don’t get it. We belong together.” He starts kissing your neck, softly lulling you into a state of compliance. “We still have a future together.”

“Kakashi, please.”

“Please what baby? What does my good girl want?”

You didn’t know what to say. You wanted him to stop and leave you alone but you also wanted him to keep going and touch you the way he used to. What he says is true, no one makes you feel the way he does. No one can make your skin flush the way he can. No one makes your legs shake like he does. 

“Come on baby, what does my sweetcheeks want?”

Your eyes close as you breathe “Kiss me.”

“Gladly”

He restrains your hands above your head with one hand even though you were no longer fighting him and with the other her laces his fingers through your hair just above the nape of your neck. He pulls your head forward till your face is crashing into his, squishing your nose against his in a searing kiss. He rubs his pelvis along your hip as he sucks on your tongue, pulling it from your mouth into his. You moan into him and he knows he’s won back his little wife temporarily. 

“Moanin like a little whore, huh? Is that what you are?” he teases “You daddy’s little whore?”

You look up at him through your lashes hating how much you loved how he degraded you.

“Yeah, you’re daddy’s whore alright which means I get to take these.”

Kakashi’s hand slips from your hair and pulls up the hem of your dress, phishing underneath for your panties. He rubs his fingerpads over the fabric, massaging your clit and making you squirm. Just when his hand works you into a fever, he slips under the elastic band and yanks them down to your knees where they fall to the asphalt in the dark alley, pooling around your shoes. 

“Now she’s dressed like a whore.” he whispers into your ear as he brings his hand up to cradle your heat before dipping his pointer and middle fingers past your folds. A gasp slips from your lips and the cocky smirk on his face makes you twist in frustration. He loves the control he has over your body. He loves how he plays you like a fine tuned instrument. His fingers disappear inside of your gummy interior as he buries them deep within your walls quickly and repeatedly. You moan and squirm in his grasp. The squelching sounds from under your dress become louder with each stroke of his hand.

“Please Kashi, slow down, I’m gonna…” but you were growing too dumb from his hand to continue.

“Gonna what baby?”

“M’gonna…gonna”

“Speak sweetcheeks”

You choke out your next words, “m’gonna cum”

Your eyes cross and a creamy substance surrounds Kakashi’s knuckles. He withdraws his hand and smells his fingers, loving the sweet stench. Lapping up your tangy juices from his knuckles, he licks his lips before feeding you his fingers to finish it off. 

“Looks like someone remembers who she belongs to. Let's get my slut home.”

“No wait!”

Kakashi pockets your underwear before pulling the skirt of your dress above your hips and exposing your entire sex. He then slings you over his shoulder so the whole street would see your bare cunt as Kakashi carried you to his car.

“Kashi, put me down!”

One arm hugging around your kicking legs, with the other he buried his knuckles back into your slit, finger fucking you into silence as he walked.

“Kashi, s’so embarrassing” you whisper between gasps, head dangling upside down while one hand claws at his shirt, the other clutching your purse.

Many sounds of surprise and disgust were heard from onlookers but Kakashi didn’t care. He relished in the power. He enjoys embarrassing you the way you embarrassed him in your meaningless divorce. 

As he carries you into the parking garage a group of drunk men saw you and catcalled. Kakashi asked them if they wanted a taste of your gushing wet pussy and two of them agreed eagerly. 

“Kakashi, no!”

“Quiet slut!” he yells with a harsh smack to your ass. 

You whimper as the stranger’s hands run up the back of your thighs and grip your stinging cheeks before you feel his steamy breath against your labia. He laughs before diving his tongue into your unconsenting cunt. The man moaned from your sweet fluids and began to bury his face in your warmth. 

“Say thank you, Y/N”

“T-thank you, ahh!”

His tongue began scooping out your tangy arousal before his friend became impatient and pushed the man away to get his fill. Both of his hands came down on your ass as he stood behind you and began to suck on your clit. 

“Don’t just moan like an ill-mannered whore. Thank the man.”

“Thank you sir!” you say through clenched teeth.

“Thank you for what?” Kakashi barked

“Thank you for sucking on my pussy!”

You scream and shake before more cream comes dripping out of your entrance. The second stranger gladly slurps it up before Kakashi continues walking you to his car. Your freshly wet sex feels cold against the night air as he makes his way through the garage but your face is hot with embarrassment.

Once you come up to the royal blue Corvette he sets you down, both hands cupping your face to kiss you tenderly before he spins you around and bends you over the hood of his car.

“You love being a little slut. Look how wet you are cause some strangers wanted a snack.” Kakashi slapped your plush behind violently, making you scream.

“But you’re done being their toy. Now it’s my turn.”

He slaps you again, both the sound of the sting and your scream reverberate off the concrete walls. Kakashi hurriedly unbuckles his pants to free his raging cock from its confines. He presses the tip to your folds which part easily for him, welcoming him back to his rightful home.  

A whorish groan spills out of you as the familiar stretch loosens your silky walls. 

“Yeah, that’s right, groan for your daddy.”

You close your eyes and hum, the embarrassment ebbing away slightly as his strokes satisfy an itch that you cannot scratch all on your own. 

“That’s right baby. Remember me? Remember how good I make you feel?”

You try to ignore him as your body reacts in bliss. You didn’t want his words tainting the utter euphoria it is to have him inside of you. 

“No one else can do this to you. Not like I can.”

“Please shutup.” you slur between gasps as he pounds into you with loud wet slaps. 

Your hands had been bracing the hood of his car but your outburst of sass made him steal your wrists and pin them behind your back. With one hand he restrained you, with the other he fisted your hair just like in the alleyway.

“Don’t you dare speak to me that way, little slut.”

He snarls and though you hate him, you loved how rough he was being with you. 

“I’ll speak to you however I want, cheater.”

“You’ll respect your daddy.”

He pistons into you to quiet your retort as your hips collide with the car’s paint over and over. You can’t help the way he causes you to unravel when speared on his dick like a spit. 

“You’re mine sweetcheeks. Always will be.”

He pulls your hair as he leans down to kiss your neck. You let out a grunt of discomfort from the tug and it only reaffirms his control. 

Soon he stands up to his full height again before pumping away inside of you. Your eyes cross as you feel your legs give out from the intensity of the throbbing in your cunt. Each harsh thrust steals your breath away till you babble on his cock and cum comes gushing out. 

“See baby? All mine.”

He takes you and shoves you into his passenger side seat before slamming the door shut.

“Hey! Kakashi, let me out!”

Kakashi rounds his car and gets in the driver’s side.

“What the hell? You have the child lock on? Are you insane?”

He doesn’t respond. He only turns over the engine.

“Just cause we fucked one time doesn’t mean we’re getting back together. I just needed to get my rocks off.”

“Stop being a brat. We’re going home.”

You were livid. He was quite literally abducting you and you had no way of stopping him. You groaned knowing you were at the mercy of his sick mind and were going to have to pay for an Uber to come back and get your car whenever he released you from his dumb games.

“If I hear any more of your sass that pretty pussy’s gonna get it once we’re home.”

You purse your lips together before chewing on the inside of your cheek. This man is out of his mind. He’s delusional. He seriously thinks you’re just gonna go along with all of this?!

He pulls up to the house, opens up the garage and parks inside. You wait not so patiently for him to round the car and open the door for you.

“Fine, I’m home now. You can leave.”

Kakashi’s hand swiftly strikes your face. You cup your cheek in shock.

“Don’t tell me to leave my own home.”

The glare you give him would frighten most but he’s completely indifferent to your rage. 

“I’m not leaving my wife or my home ever again.” he grabs you by the hair and pulls you close to his face. You can smell the hint of mouthwash lingering on his tongue as he speaks. “Do you understand? You’re not moving on from me. Ever.”

The way he snarls at you almost makes you believe he cares. Like he must love you but alas he doesn’t know how to love. He only knows how to fuck and it’s easy to get them confused. 

“Drop the act Kakashi. This was just sex and you know it.”

He spins you around so he is behind you. One of his hands comes up to your neck and the other to your chest where he gives you a good squeeze. 

“This isn’t just about sex and you know it. Now walk.”

The two of you stumble to your once shared bedroom and he throws you down on the mattress. Climbing in, the springs give way under his weight and he positions himself over your body. 

“I’m gonna take good care of my pretty baby. Gonna make sure she’s satisfied like a good husband.”

You roll your eyes in response and he slaps your face once more. You look up at him gobsmacked. “I said to stop behaving like a brat.”

Kakashi pins your arms above your head and lunges in for your lips. His mouth strays from your lips and greedily explores your body, licking and nipping your neck, collarbone, and chest. His hands slide from your wrists up your palms and his fingers slip between yours. Your back arches up, pushing your chest up into his. He grinds up against you, mindlessly relieving his aching member while he happily invites his lips to roam wherever they please. 

You fall back into your old ways, moaning as your skin is tickled by him. Was he a walking red flag? Absolutely, but did he know how to touch you? 

“Yes”

Kakashi groans as he lifts your dress, pulling it off of your figure. You raise your hips and then your shoulders as he drags the fabric up and over your head. Your naked silhouette lay bare beneath him and the drool quite literally falls from the corner of his mouth. 

You feel the warm droplet splash your skin as he unbuttons the front of his pants. Hands brushing up along your sides, sliding under your shoulders, and clutching your back. Muscular physique pressing against your form before he lines up his tip. 

It slowly pushes past your sopping lips before parting your gummy interior, seeking to bully against your cervix and push his precum up into your uterus. Soft little mewls sputter from your mouth, clenching around the girth that has always brought you ecstasy. 

A creamy ring already forms around his base and he can feel the coolness of the bedroom air with each withdrawal as you paint him in an increasingly thick coat of your arousal. The chill is a stark contrast to the warmth of your walls that he plunges back into rhythmically. 

He is never letting you go again, no matter what you say. You will stay by his side. He will ensure it. Thoughts of moving back in and living out the rest of his life with you consume his mind. His pounding triples in enthusiasm and your body is pushed up the bed slowly. 

Your hands move to clutch his chest when he flips you to your belly. One leg is settled between his knees and the other is bent by your waist. The angle’s deep and stroking a spot so sweet you forget about the other woman who broke your marriage. 

The blankets scrunch from your fingers clutching them tight as you brace yourself for his beating. Snapping hips pummeling into your cheeks as you look back at the towering frame behind you.

“Yes sweetie, you can cum. You don’t have to ask.”

Your eyes squeeze shut as your legs quake beneath him. Fluid drips down onto the bed from the pleasure that rips through you leaving goosebumps in its wake. 

Still shaking from the aftershocks, Kakashi grabs a pillow from the head of the bed and stuffs it beneath your hips, then closes your legs between his own. 

He falls to all fours, thrusting up into you with every drop of passion in his body. Your sensitive cunt clumps around him unable to handle how his mushroom head pulls along your silken interior. Your moans echo around the room, body twisting in pleasure. Curses flow from his tongue as he grunts, dropping to his elbows to kiss the back of your neck. 

Little ‘I love you’s’ are whispered into your ear as punctuated thrusts slam into your abdomen. His seed bursts all over your walls coating every centimeter of your insides. Kakashi rolls you on your back, swinging your feet over his shoulders and continues fucking his hot fluids deeper, leaning down and tilting your pelvis up to keep his spend inside. He lets himself grow soft in you as he keeps you pinned beneath him. 

His soft pointed nose nuzzles behind your ear, and you feel his grip on your arms tighten before he says the words,

“I’m coming home for good cause this baby’s gonna need a father and I know you’re ovulating today.”

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