#Kakashi x fem!reader

[cosmic-glow]

Can i ask a story with Kakashi Hatake accidentally talking to the reader who likes her but doesn't know how talk with her? like drunk confession

Notes: YES! I don't know why I like writing about drunk characters so much... maybe that's a little worrying... But this turned out so cute and honeyed, I really hope you like it, good reading!

"A Good Reason to be Drunk" - Oneshot.

Warnings: Kakashi x fem!reader; mentions of alcohol and drunkenness (obviously); small plot at the end; SFW; Kakashi in love💕

There was no shortage of warnings about how difficult the journey of becoming a jonin is, and indeed it is, but you were aware of this when you decided to become one. What you weren't aware of was that the person who would train you until you had experience was a big slacker who would leave all the work to you.

You heard a lot about Kakashi, the ninja who copies, while you was studying and training to become a jonin. But what you were never told was that he was late for every appointment, procrastinated on mission paperwork, slept whenever he could and left all the hard work to his teammate. You couldn't deny that he was indeed very skilled during fights, but his behavior didn't make up for it.

And here you were, sitting on a sofa in a bar, drinking sake with your already drunk colleague beside you, leaning on your shoulder and smiling idly. Kakashi irritated you very easily and sometimes you didn't even know why.

But at the same time, he had already saved you so many times during fights, intervening when you believed that all was lost, he taught you so many things that weren't in the books, he compensated you for the hokage's scoldings, taking the blame for any mistake in the mission ... In the end you were a good pair, it was just his lazy side that got on your nerves sometimes. Actually, come to think of it, it was even an honor to train with a ninja like him, you just didn't want to admit it.

After all, in addition to the reputation of being a very skilled ninja, he also had the reputation of being a "stealer of hearts", there weren't a few women who said they were in love with him, maybe you were just wanting to focus on some of his defects so as not to let yourself be carried away by the charm too. But it was hard when he was so close to you, laughing with cheeks flushed from alcohol, looking at you with those eyes as black as night. The strain on your nerves at the thought that maybe if you looked too hard he would use his sharingan on you, having you under control to do whatever he wanted.

- I have a headache these days... Can you help me?

- How can I help you? - you asked as a question and not an offer of help.

- There's this girl that I like... But I think she hates me - he sank deeper beside you, sad - How can I make her like me?

You hesitated, not knowing how to proceed, were you imagining or was Kakashi asking you for love advice? He must have been very drunk.

- I don't know, ask her out - you tried to get away from him a little, the heat of the drink starting to take effect.

- I already did that - he settled down on the sofa, stopping leaning on you, resting his head on his hand, his elbow on his knee, the white hair falling over his face, he looked at you between the strands - I don't think it worked.

- So I don't know, ask her directly if you did something, maybe she'll tell you - you got impatient.

- No, y/n is too stubborn to admit anything! - he frowned, irritated by the suggestion and shaking his head to dismiss the idea.

You stopped whatever you were doing, now just staring at him with wide eyes in shock. No, you're drunk too, not as drunk as he is, but the drinking must be making you hear things, make things up, there was no way Kakashi was in love with you.

- Who? - your voice threatened to break, still surprised by the revelation.

- What? - he asked looking for a glass that was still full.

- The girl you're in love with, who is it? - he turned his head to you.

- I can't tell - he said, with the most serious look a drunken man can muster.

And just now, unfortunately, what was left of sobriety in him decided to show up, you would have to manipulate him into giving you the answer without realizing it.

- But how can I help you like this? Tell me at least a little about her.

Kakashi took a deep breath and leaned back on the sofa, he had found a glass that was half full, he was staring at the ceiling but seemed to see through it, far beyond what you could see.

- She is beautiful, very beautiful... She makes me laugh with her stressed way, she always gets angry so easily - he laughs - She likes to look at the stars and listen to music... Her laugh is contagious... And I see myself more and more in love with her... - he was silent for a long time, you even thought he had finished talking -... I need to tell her, I can't even sleep wellI, lose the time and I'm late every day, and she always fights with me because of that - he laughs softly.

Kakashi was so peaceful as he described you, he had a passionate look on his face, fascinated by his beloved, as if just remembering her brought him peace. But at the same time, you could feel his heart sink when he spoke because he thought his beloved despised him, because he was afraid of rejection, because he loved too much.

- I don't want her to hate me... I love her so much - tears started to well up in his eyes - I just wanted her to know that, but I can't even tell her - the tears fell amid sobs, his eyes got low.

You felt helpless not knowing exactly what you should do or say, so you decided to focus first on his problem with being drunk - as if you weren't. Assuming the role of responsible for the situation you got up, took the cup from his hand while he was crying, tried to wipe his tears and got him up saying "it's going to be okay, Kakashi" because it was the best your head could think of and took him outside from the bar after paying for the round.

Now you had a drunk and crying Kakashi on your shoulder being carried all the way home. It was better not to complain, as you could only end up making the situation worse, besides, you thought that part of it was kind of your fault, like, it was you who decided to be rude on purpose to the guy who was in love with you (even though before you didn't know that). Before you could think about it, you entered Kakashi's apartment and put him to bed, which didn't take much effort since he was practically asleep on his feet.

- I love you, y/n - he whispered with his eyes closed, you don't know if it's for you or some vision of his dream.

- And I don't really hate you Kakashi, it's just easier than admitting that I like you too - you spoke low so as not to wake him up, arranging the blanket, not bothering to say it since he wouldn't remember.

Kakashi opened his eyes slowly, a smile forming on his face, looking directly at you with a twinkle in his eyes like a shooting star in the night.

- I knew there was an explanation for all this anger - he said, his voice without any hint of drunkenness anymore - And I also knew that you would never admit it.

It took you a moment to process his speech, Hatake could see the gears turning inside your head as you was transfixed staring at him. When your gaze lit up, understanding what he had done, he started to chuckle at your expression.

- Were you pretending this whole time?!! - you took a step back, crossing your arms, indignation written on your face.

- Yes and no - he sat on the bed, still with the smile on his face - I did pretend to be drunk to get to know if you felt something for me, something besides anger, of course. But I didn't lie when I said I was in love with you, when I said that I stay up all night thinking about how to confess to you.

A silence hovered between you, he had already finished and now he was waiting for your answer, you on the other hand didn't know where to start, all you wanted to say getting stuck in your throat, needing a moment to organize everything.

- You took advantage of my kindness - you don't know why your mind chose to start with that one.

- For a good cause.

- Tricked me.

- Because you're stubborn and would never give me an answer, just like you're not giving now.

- And what answer are you waiting for?!

- That you tell me if you accept to be my girlfriend or not! - he said as if it were obvious.

The silence from before returned, you staring at each other again, your cheeks more flushed this time and his also slightly flushed. Even though he tried to keep a calm, carefree look on his face, Kakashi was internally begging for your answer to be yes, so that he could show the love he's had for you for so long, so that he could touch you the way he wanted, so that he could kiss you. You wanted to let Kakashi love you, you wanted to tell him that you loved him too, and you couldn't understand why you felt that this was a sign of frankness. But with a deep sigh, trying to silence this insistent thought, you looked at him and smiled.

- Of course I do, you idiot!

His smile widened, his cheeks now as flushed as your own with pure happiness.

- I guess I'm the luckiest man in this village now.

He gets up to hug you and can finally kiss his beloved, wrapping his arms around you. Kakashi wouldn't allow there to be a single day when you didn't feel loved after that.

Sorry for any typos;

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[xazse]

Hi!! I’m currently enjoying the hybrid reads and was wondering if you could do puppy!reader x kakashi?

I love this and I love kakashi!!!

Fem!Puppyhybrid!reader

Kakashi doesn’t consider his life boring at all In fact with all the people around him they spruce it up to make it more interesting, especially his out of control students.

What about when he’s at home and they aren’t there to make him laugh behind his mask? He could turn to his books but they aren’t doing it either. He stares at his ceiling one night and just straight ponders, a pet? No he’ doesn’t feel like cleaning up after one, then he remembers that hybrids exist for a reason.

He brings you home, from the moment you speak you’re a little shy but ultimately so polite, he’s surprised. A few months in it gets bad.

You are so damn clingy, you’re always in his face when he’s trying to read trying to get to his lips. You’ll slip his mask down to press sloppy kisses or slip your tongue inside his mouth. You being clingy also means he can barely leave the house without constant whining about how you won’t function if he leaves you alone.

You insist that he needs to rub your floppy ears and tail for hours, even when he’s so nice about pushing you to the side to give his hand a break that look on your face makes him pull you right back into his lap.

Your libido is entirely on a different level, he’s up there but meeting you has him being balls deep in you for hours on end. He won’t stop for even a moment though, not until you’re a drooling crying mess telling him you can’t take any more of his fat cock.

[chatterbox-73]

Kinktober 2024.

Day 8 - Overstimulation.

Kakashi Hatake x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for Kinktober, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for Kinktober and if you want to see a character please let me know...

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

A/N: this is another edited report…

Also this is a second part to this one-shot.

Summary: After spending so much time together acting as newlyweds of a mission, you and Kakashi fall for each other and in a moment of confidence Kakashi confesses his feelings for you.

Word count: 2.2k

CW: NSFW and adult content, fluff, unprotected sex, oral (f!giving and receiving), fingering, squirting, crying, biting/bite marks, hickeys, bruises, overstimulation, rough sex, slight mention of public sex and slight mention of nosebleed.

Kakashi pressed his clothes member on the side of your face, “let’s make this worth it” he hummed and slipped his sweatpants down his hip, while pulling his shirt up and holding it between his teeth as he held your chin in place, you licked the underside of his shaft and kissed down towards his base, you moaned and licked over his sack, “it’s so tasty” you moaned against his heavy testicles, Kakashi huffed and grabbed a fist full of your hair, “oh shit… that tickles, but you’re gonna have to start sucking” he pulled back before holding your mouth open and slipping his tip between your lips, Kakashi pressed in closer and closer until he was reaching the back of your throat, he gave you a moment to relax and get use to him, but once you moaned around him, he took it as a sign to start thrusting his hips.

It was always so satisfying with kakashi, he’d prioritise your pleasure over his own, though you did get the impression that he greatly enjoyed pleasing his partners, however it was nice finally getting to focus on him, on making him feel good and truly satisfied.

It was like pulling teeth though, convincing him to allow you to focus on his pleasure, however you were able to use the excuse that this was the last time Kakashi would have you as the mission was over, and after much debate and wrapping yourself around him, you were finally able to make him agree.

Kakashi grunted as he looked down at you, his eyes narrowed and heavy with lust, he bit his lower lip, scrunched up his nose and furrowed his brow, “I shouldn’t have waited this long, I was worried you wouldn’t like it” Kakashi grunted and brushed a hand over your head, “you’re so good at this, for it being the first you use that pretty mouth for something over then arguing with me” he chuckled and you reached up, grabbing his butt with both hands and digging your nails in, you hummed around him and he grunted, hips shuttering and head rolling back as you felt his cum spurt into your back of your mouth.

“You looked so cute with a full mouth…” kakashi chuckles as he leant down and cupped your cheeks, before kissing you and lifting you up onto the bed, “I wanna see you on hands and knees” he hummed and watched to turn over.

You sat on the bed watching Kakashi apply concealer to his scar, both you and Kakashi were getting ready to head back to the hidden leaf village. the mission had been pretty easy in the grand scheme of things, however the hardest part, if you were being honest…

…Was keeping both your body’s apart long enough to actually get the mission done…

The constant sex was helpful in selling the newlywed image, although it got to the point were it was like clockwork, after every meal, disagreement, during and after showering or even when you were both out running errands, however after this morning’s moment of delight, both you and Kakashi agreed that was the last time. You don’t particularly feel upset about stopping sex with Kakashi, however you will miss his the company. “Ready to leave?” Kakashi asked now full in his disguise, “yeah let’s go” you smiled as you walk to the door.

The trip back to the village seemed quicker then when you left at the beginning of your mission, and before you knew it you were back in the village, both you and Kakashi, or rather Sara and Ryusei Ito passed your Fake IDs over to the gatekeepers, after the all clear you and Kakashi agreed to meet with Lady Tsunade after a quick shower. Soon enough you were both standing in the hokage’s office, you both handed Lady Tsunade the items she requested and the mission reports, “you both took longer then I expected you would, why’s that?” Lady Tsunade asked while examining Kakashi mission report. “We hit a few small bumps, here and there” Kakashi smirked under his mask, ‘he better not tell her everything’ you think as you side eye him…

You didn’t care if lady Tsunade knew of your and Kakashi’s minor affair during the mission, and it was fine for shizune to know, you’d be telling her everything in detail later on anyway. However the same couldn’t be said about the youngest in the room, lady Tsunade and Kakashi’s student, Sakura…

“And they were?” Lady hokage questioned and before Kakashi could answer, you spoke up, “the weather… it rained more then expected and we didn’t want our disguises to be compromised.” You breath out, “understandable” lady Tsunade answered and when back to reading. After Lady Tsunade finished reading both mission reports and looked over all the items, once seeing everything was there and in good condition she let you go, “alright, you both did really well, you both have a couple days off” she gestured for both of you to leave. Once stepping out of the room, you heard Kakashi chuckle “what are you laughing at?” You said feeling your cheeks heat up. “The weather” Kakashi shook his head and looked in your direction, “well what did you want me to say, hot steamy sex was the problem” you began to walk and Kakashi set after you, “actually I was going to say, you had back cramps for the first few days” you heard Kakashi’s smirk behind his words. “Only because of you” you snapped back, “at least it’s the truth… well not the full truth, but still more true then ‘the weather’.” Kakashi stepped in front of you and leaned down to eye level, “I’m not playing into this” you walked off and Kakashi followed after you.

The walk home was peaceful, you and Kakashi unconsciously took the scenic route, it was mostly silent, just leaving you with your thoughts. You thought about how you’d gotten so used to being around Kakashi and in all that time you both really did feel like a newlywed couple. ‘It’d be a waste if you didn’t at least try to make things work with Kakashi, he had made himself a comfortable spot in your heart’ your heart leaps at the thought but your brain quickly brought you back to reality, ‘you and Kakashi can’t be anything but a memory now, you made an agreement, despite how he makes your day feel brighter’.

Your mind and heart remained in warfare until you reached the apartment complex. Both you and Kakashi live here, and funnily enough you both live on the same floor and on either side of Gei’s apartment. “Well have a good couple of days off” Kakashi smiled and opened his door, but before he could go in you stopped him. “Wait there for a second” you ran into your apartment and grabbed your bottle of shampoo and the pair of fluffy bed socks on the kitchen counter, and back into the hallway. “These are yours…” you pass him the bed socks, “…and can you loosen this, you tighten it too much this morning” you asked holding out the shampoo bottle, while looking at your feet in embarrassment. “Sure” Kakashi chuckled and he loosened the bottle’s lid, “umm… did you want to come in for some tea?” Kakashi asked and you nodded.

You sat at the table with Kakashi drinking tea and talking, “it’s going to be so weird living on my own again” you smile and Kakashi nodded in agreement, “it’s going to be quite lonely without you reading with me” he looked at his cup fondly. “Yeah, I’ll probably miss cooking with someone, you really are so good at it” you smile fondly at your cup as well, “you’ll miss me?” Kakashi looked up at you in surprise “I’m not as cold hearted and unloving at those guy make me out to be” you say referring to the few guys in the hidden leaf village that have tried to ask you out but got turned down and started calling you names because of it. “I know that… it’s just that I…” Kakashi looked at you and suddenly looked away once making eye contact, “you what?” You feel your heart beat fasten, Kakashi stayed silent for quite some time “I think I… ummm… am in love with you” his top lip quivered and your eyes widened.

Kakashi slipped into a rant about how he could get over you, given some time apart, you on the other hand, couldn’t say anything, your mouth just wouldn’t move. You stood to your feet “I understand you want to leave but can we talk about this?” Kakashi asked almost desperately, but when you didn’t sit he quickly stood and moved in front of you, “please hear me out” he begged and grabbed your shoulders. “You love me?” You finally spoke, mind finally comprehending Kakashi’s words, “yes, now please ca-“ Kakashi confirmed but he couldn’t finish talking, because you beamed and wrapped your arms around his neck, “you love me!” You hugged the slightly confused man, “Kakashi, I love you too” you pulled away and light kissed him. Kakashi smiled and pulling you back in, kissing you deeply.

Laying on Kakashi bed, fingers digging into Kakashi hair, trying to push his head away as he softly sucked on your swollen bud while his fingers massaged your g-spot. “Stop, it’s too much… please I need a break” your begs fell on deaf ears, as his tongue licked your clit and soon enough you were cumming again and Kakashi finally pulled away.

“What was that four?” Kakashi questioned with a smile, “y-yes” you whimpered and he chuckled, the man leaned over you and began rubbing his anger tip through your dripping folds. You whined out a ‘no’ and Kakashi hand cupped your face, “don’t worry I’ll be gentle, I want to savour my meal” as he finished speaking his tip slipped in, his throbbing member slowly stretched you. Your walls squeezed Kakashi tight as he filled you, he smirked at you as his tip bumped your cervix and there it was, you reached your peak again. Kakashi didn’t even give you a minute to come down from your high as he began thrusting in you, his thrusts were deep, slow and strong, they made the bed rock into the wall and your breast to bounce with every thrust. Kakashi hands tightly gripped your hips as his face was buried between you breast, and your hands gripped his back. Every time your nails dug into Kakashi skin he’d growl and roughly bite your breasts, which would cause you to dig your nails in harder and squeezed tighter around him. Kakashi move his face into the crook of your neck, “I love you” he grunted his hands tightening their grip on your hips, “you’re mine” he choked. You grasped as you release came seemingly out of nowhere, Kakashi pulled back and looked down at the large wet patch under your ass. “Do it again… I wanna see it” he commanded, “do what?” Your voice trembled. Kakashi click his teeth and began quickly rubbing rough circles on your clit. Kakashi changed his slow pace to a much faster one, he still kept it deep and strong he just increased the speed a lot. Kakashi’s other hand held your waist, lifting your ass off the bed as your legs sat bent over his shoulders, giving him way more control over his thrust.

This time you could feel your release building in you lower stomach, it was tight and it was a feeling you’d never felt before, tears welled up in your eyes and lips quivered as you beg him to stop. You were almost afraid to release all this built up tension, so you squeezed around Kakashi trying to hold it in. Kakashi let out a deep moan that bounced off the walls and shook your insides, “let it go baby” his voice was gentle and his eyes pleaded with yours as tears slipped past your eyes.

That was enough for you to let go, and you felt all that built up tension in the lower stomach gush out of you as your hands gripped Kakashi thighs and your legs shook. the man above you watched you unravel, mouth opening into a silent scream as drool sat at the corners of your lips, tear still running down your cheeks, eyes squeezed shut, head thrown back face; neck; shoulders and chest flushed. Bite marks, hickeys and bruised covered your body, Kakashi watched your juices squirt over his lower abdomen, he pushed himself deep inside of you as his cock twitched and he unloaded himself into you, you whimper at the feeling. Kakashi panted and carefully lowered your legs, still inside of you he leaned forward and cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs wiped away any drool or tears. “I love you Kakashi” you whispered and your eyes fluttered shut as exhaustion took over your spent body.

You wake up to the sound of a giggling, and find yourself on Kakashi strong chest, both your naked bodies covered by fresh sheets, you looked up from you placed on Kakashi chest as you see him reading his indecent book, looking closely at his face to see a bloodied twisted up piece of tissue up his nose, you let out a giggle which catches his attention. “You pervert” you smiled, Kakashi chuckled and gently rubbed your head with his free hand. “I’m your pervert now” you nodded at his statement and close your eyes happily, allowing sleep to over come you again.

Kinktober Masterlist

Day 7 - Tetsurou Kuroo: Just sit here.

Day 9 - Katsuki Bakugo: Deep throating.

[dragonsoulage]

When you are on your period

feat. Neji Hyuga, Naruto Uzumaki, Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara, Kankuro, Kiba Inuzuka, Sasuke Uchiha

Hello guys, this is now my next smau this time with the Naruto boys, hope you like it.🤌🤣 English is not my first language, please keep that in mind

warnings: fluff, maybe a little crack too

[spiderlily-w1tch-blog]

𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒 - 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕

𝕎𝕀𝕊ℙ𝕊𝕀𝕄ℙ𝕊

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ft Konoha 13 boys; Ft teacher/student|age gap, ft Sex ed; Demonstration, cunnilingus, Daddy kink, belly bulge, creampie

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I do not own Naruto or its characters, all credit goes to its creators and actors

WC: 2,428

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: includes father/daughter incest, underage(16)(though it’s only implied), No use of Y/n, 2nd Person POV, obligatory exhibitionism/public sex warning (Series Warning)

【Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

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“You ready, baby?” Your father asked you, staring straight into your eyes from his position between your thighs. You nodded, your toes already curling in anticipation. “You gotta use your words, baby, okay?”

“Y-yes, Daddy..” You breathed, not knowing what to really expect. He smiled up at you before dipping his tongue into your folds. The sensation made you clench your hands, white-knuckling the edge of your father’s desk, and fighting the urge to clamp your legs shut.

“See that, boys? You wanna make sure your partner’s feeling good.” He leaned back in a pressed a kiss directly to your clit, sucking on it slightly. Your hands snapped into your father’s hair and your legs instinctively wrapped around his shoulders as you hunched forward slightly, your hands not knowing whether to push his face forward or pull him away. You felt a chuckle against your sensitive bud and the feeling only made your thighs clamp further around his head. With one last lick combined with a bit of suction to your clit, he pulled back and untangled himself from your limbs, lightly coaxing your hands out of his hair and instead intertwining your fingers with his.

“What was that?!” Naruto asked, wonder and fascination clear in his voice.

“That’s the effect of stimulating her clit,” seeing the blonde’s confusion, your father sighed, “Does anyone know what a clit is?” You could almost hear the desperation in his voice to not have to start from scratch with these boys, making you hold back a giggle.

“The clitoris, a bundle of nerves on the vulva that can cause extreme amounts of pleasure.” Sasuke recited as if reading from a script. He tried to look and sound indifferent but the tent in his pants and the pink dusting his cheeks was a dead giveaway.

“Oh thank Kami..” Your dad whispered against your clit and sent a shiver through your whole body, “Yes. Now, everyone gather behind me and make sure you can see.” He instructed, the boys doing so like trained soldiers. “Everyone can see?” He asked for confirmation and got half-assed mumbled responses that generally amassed to a ‘yes’ which was good enough for him since he just wanted to get on with the lesson.

“The clit is not always in the same spot so you can’t just use one reference and take it as universal fact. But on our gorgeous young model here,” your dad looked up and smiled when your eyes met, a smirk evident when he saw how your cheeks reddened from the praise, even teasing more by pressing a kiss to your inner thigh directly next to your wet folds, “her clit is right here.” He announced as he slid his left index and middle fingers into your wetness and spread it to show off your swollen bud. “Can everyone see what I’m talking about?” He asked, not bothering to look behind him. You did, though, look up at the boys, and seeing them all nod, you conveyed that to the teacher.

“Good. Now. See what happens when I rub it a little.” Your eyes widened before he shifted his hands to use his left hand to spread you open and wrapped his right around your thigh to lower his right middle finger to gently rub loose circles over it. Your back arched and your feet flexed down with toes curling, letting out a long moan.

“Holy crap…” You heard Shikamaru’s voice mutter, seemingly in awe.

“That’s right. It’s certainly a beautiful sight,” The older man said, sending a cheeky smirk up to you when you looked down at him still between your legs, “Stimulating the clit is a surefire way to get her to cum, yea?” He explained as he never stopped his ministrations. “But don’t rely on it, that’s just plain lazy. You gotta make her feel good in other ways too.” You felt his breath hot on your wet lower lips and a tremor wracked up your spine at the feeling.

He looked back up at you as he sped up his fingers, rubbing and rubbing at your sensitive bud and when your moans got even louder he dipped his head back in and lapped at your entrance again. The dual sensations sent you over the edge and your hands shot right back to his silver hair but managed to somehow keep your legs open as you spilled into his mouth.

You heard the noises of wonder from all the boys surrounding you as they watched your hips twitch and your cunny gush around your father’s tongue. His fingers didn’t stop as you twitched from the aftershocks of your orgasm. You whined and tried to shuffle away from the overstimulation but he planted his hand on your hip to keep you trapped in place.

“Ah, hold still babygirl, we still gotta teach these boys how to properly fuck such a pretty pussy.” The silver-haired man breathed against the puffy lips of your pussy. As you panted to try and refill your lungs with the oxygen they needed, you dazedly nodded and did your best to stop your squirming for him. With a fond smile, your dad pressed a kiss to your swollen clit and stood up, soothingly stroking your hip in response to your jolt.

“Daddy…” You whined into the room otherwise quiet apart from small groaning breaths and murmured observation from the boys watching your father stand between your thighs with his pants tugged down below his achingly hard cock and full, heavy balls.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ve got you.” He spoke lowly, specifically talking to you, “Are you ready for me, baby?” Your father raised his tone enough that he made sure all the boys heard him. He wanted to set a good example of specifically asking for consent. When he first gave you The Talk, he put extra emphasis on the phrase ‘Consent is not only sexy, but mandatory.’

You nodded enthusiastically and chirped out a verbal confirmation before he had a chance to prompt it. He looked down at you with a fond, proud smile, still coated and dripping with lust. Your cunny fluttered around nothing at the sight it only increased when you felt your daddy’s hot, rock-hard rod rest against your slit.

“Can everyone see well enough? If you can’t, get into a position where you can.” Your dad called out, once again without looking at his students. More nonverbal nods and quiet shuffling from the boys that you relayed to their Sensei with a lazy nod. He smiled at you in silent thanks before it turned more predatory and sensual and he started rocking his hips against you. His shaft slid through your pussy lips and he coated himself in your dripping arousal. His cock head slid all the way to the bottom of your cunt and then all the way back up to your swollen clitty and collected your juices. Each time he rocked his hips back and forth against you, his tip caught on your twitching hole before it slid back onto its path, teasing you torturously each time it didn’t go in.

You whined at the almost cruel teasing and tried to subtly roll your hips enough to force your father’s tip inside your cunt but he was quick to stop you with a tightening grip on your hips. The wordless pleas grew more desperate the more he relented. Your noises caught the attention of some of the boys and their gazes flicked to your face. They saw your bottom lip caught between your teeth, your brows bunched together, and desire and desperation and a deep want gleaming in your eyes. If they weren’t painfully hard before, they sure as hell were then.

Finally, your daddy decided it was enough teasing and slid his tip to the bottom of your cunny and slowly slid back up where his head caught on your hole once more. But instead of simply shifting his hips to just move past it, he angled his hips just right and finally started to sink his cock into you. Your mouth dropped open and a silent moan escaped your lips in a quivering breath.

“That’s it, baby. That’s a good girl.” The silver-haired man praised, rocking his hips forward in small intervals to push in inch by inch. The stretch of your little pussy over his thick cock was delectable, the burn mixing with blinding pleasure. Your father slid his thumb back and forth soothingly over your hip bone as he continued to push in. The boys where were at an ideal position— right beside your father and your hips— were tantalized by the sight of your cunt stretched so wide over the thick cock.

“If you’re like me with a partner so much smaller than you, make sure that you’re extra careful. Always go slow and be careful at first, but if she’s so much smaller than you like my good little girl, then you need to be extra careful. Don’t hurt her. Isn’t that right, baby?” Your father spoke, only slowing his movements when he got nearly 3/4 the way in. You were so focussed on your breathing and the feeling of your daddy’s cock that you couldn’t muster up words so you settled for an eager nod and a whined affirmation.

“That’s it. Good girl. My good girl.” He cooed and slowly slid the rest of himself inside you until his hips were flush with yours. With his size, especially compared to yours, his cock made a bulge in your tummy, not painful at all but noticeable. You released a full breath and took the moment’s reprieve to prepare yourself. Your father quietly cooed praises at you and relented on his strong grip on your hips to lightly ghost his fingers over your skin. Your walls beginning to flutter around him was cue enough for him to regain his hold on you, adjusting his grip to prepare for the harsh thrusts to come.

“Ready, Daddy.” You breathed, lust-filled gaze meeting his. He nodded and slowly pulled out until just his tip was left before he jolted his hips forward to bury himself inside you once more. The movement punched a moan out of you and made you instinctively arch your back, though his hands on your waist held you down. “Fuck-! Daddy!” You cried out as he pulled back again, this time with the intention to set a rhythm.

“That’s it, baby. Just relax for Daddy.” He spoke calmly even with his hips hammering into you with a steady pace. “Make sure you pay attention to her reactions. How good she feels.” The sensei spoke to his students, his voice still impossibly even. Some of the boys, who you identified as Kiba, Shikamaru, Neji, and Sasuke in your hazy state, followed his instruction and aimed their gazes at your face, and flicked to the movements you made.

“Fuck!” You squealed and gripped the edge of the desk as your expression contorted with pleasure when your dad hit your internal bundle of nerves dead on. He started aiming his thrusts for that spot, pumping his cock inside your gummy walls. Your moans reached even higher in pitch when he masterfully steeled his grip with one hand to keep you in place with his rough thrusts and moved his other hand over your belly. His left hand smoothed over your tummy before his fingers covered the bump that formed each time he buried his dick inside you again. He pressed down with just enough pressure to not be painful and send pleasure shooting to every last nerve ending.

Your chest thrusted up as your back arched, as much as his grip and pressure on your lower body allowed, and your head was thrown back with your mouth hanging open in a silent scream. Your legs trembled around your father’s form and your toes curled almost painfully and your breath got caught in your throat as your cunny spasmed violently around his cock, still roughly fucking into you. Your creamy pussy left a nearly dripping ring of white at the base of his length and your fluids gushed out and soaked both your thighs and his.

“Ohh, that’s a good girl. Such a good babygirl.” You could hardly hear his voice over the ringing in your ears from your most intense orgasm yet. The aftershocks still rang through your body and sensitivity made your puffy pussy lips ache with the continued stretch of your father’s member pushing in and out of your walls without pause. Your cunt continued to pulse around him for several more thrusts until his pace finally faltered. It was a single stutter but it was enough to know that he was close.

Your father let out small grunts as he got closer to his end and his thrusts became sloppier and had random bouts of more force that promised to leave you with bruises. It was hardly painful, though, it had you letting out yelped moans and unintelligible rambles of Yes and pleas for more and how good your daddy was making you feel. The silver-haired man’s hips finally halted as he planted himself as deep inside as he could reach and emptied his balls inside your quivering cunny. The hand that had been on your belly was now planted beside your body to keep himself up as he hunched over his pretty little daughter’s heaving body.

You both knew that you would have a dark bruise on your hip from his hard grip and on your hips from his forceful thrusts. You also knew that you would wear them proudly, no matter how long it took to sit down normally afterwards. With the view of your tummy unobstructed, you could see how the bulge seemed to inflate more with all of his cum filling you up. The boys around you stood in a tense silence, both because they didn’t quite know what to do or say, and because they all felt too stiff with the painful boners straining against their pants.

“You did so good, baby.” Your father cooed breathlessly and set a gentle kiss on your lips. Slowly, he moved to stand straighter, the movement consequently making his cock inside you shift and had you both flinching from oversensitivity. The sensei sent a cheeky glance around at all his students’ faces and saw the poorly veiled excitement on all their faces as he spoke,

“I hope you all saw that. Because if you didn’t you’ll have to wait for another demonstration on another day.”

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Unspeakable- Kakashi Hatake

“What?”

“What?”

“Why are you staring at me…” Your face scrunches a bit, causing wrinkles to form on your nose.

“‘S nothing…” Kakashi turns to look the other way.

“Okay…”

There is a comfortable silence between you two.

“It’s just-“

“Does the-“

“Sorry!”

“Sorry!”

You two bust into a fit of laughter.

“You first.” You smile with those lips he always loved.

He’s silent for a minute, before his chest heaves in then out.

“It’s just…you’re really pretty, ya know?”

His eyes lashes kiss the apples of his cheeks. They’re gray…just like his hair.

“Do the…”

You bite your bottom lip.

“Does the carpet match the drapes?

…

…

…

“I hate you.” He grumbles.

“It’s a honest question.”

“I call you pretty and you ask me if my pubic hair is gray??”

“I didn’t say that! I asked if the carpet matched the drapes!”

“Since you’re so curious-“

He stands from his seat on the cement wall.

He shuffles a bit, before unzipping his pants and he slips them down a bit.

You stare.

And stare.

And stare.

“Do you need a napkin for that nose?”

“Yes sir.” 😔

[erimeows]

Self Conscious (NSFW)

Spring in Konoha has never truly existed. While today is the first day of the season, more than anything, it still feels like summer. It’s nothing new to Kakashi Hatake, who has lived in the village his entire life. He’s traveled enough to have experienced other climates, but he’s not too bothered by the ten month long stretches of blistering heat followed by only two months of pleasantly warm weather before it gets uncomfortably hot again. 

He lets out a sigh of relief when he walks into his apartment. The cool air washes over his sweaty skin as he shuts and locks the front door behind him.

Kakashi hears familiar footsteps against the wooden floor and looks to see you turning the corner from the hallway. 

“Hey, sweetie, how did physical therapy go?” You question.

“Fine enough,” Kakashi answers, then sighs. “Boring as always.”

Kakashi walks past you towards your shared bedroom. You follow close behind. He can’t help but notice that you’re wearing a tank top and shorts. He wants to tear them right off of you. However, there’s just one thing stopping him.

A healing hip.

Of all things… Roughly two months ago, he broke his hip on a mission. While incredibly painful and inconvenient, it didn’t require any surgery after Sakura worked on him, which he’s grateful for. What he’s not so grateful for are the weekly physical therapy sessions and the list of restrictions Tsunade has given him to follow while he heals; drink plenty of water, eat only healthy food, rest lots, and worst of all, no strenuous physical activity. 

What that means is no training, and worst of all for you and Kakashi, no sex.

Sure, the two of you can get off in other ways… But Kakashi misses it. As he watches you absentmindedly staring at yourself in the tall bedroom mirror, he wants it more than ever- wants you more than ever. He’s been wanting you so bad that he’s tried to seduce you a few times since the injury regardless of the restrictions he was given by medical personnel. Unsurprisingly, you care too much about him healing properly to let him have his way with you when he still has another month to go before he’s cleared to do anything. 

He sits on the edge of the bed and takes his shoes off, his one visible eye still trained on you. The straps of the tank top you’re wearing slide off of your shoulders. He can see the outline of your breasts and the stiff peaks of your hard nipples through the thin material of the shirt as the chill from the air conditioner blows over your bedroom. Your shorts tightly grip your hips and ride up to show your thighs.

“I’m glad it seems like you’re recovering well,” You grin and walk towards Kakashi so you can sit next to him. “I’m looking forward to next month when you’ll get your medical restrictions lifted.”

“Yeah, me too,” Kakashi looks you up and down before pulling his mask to let it fall loosely around his neck and wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer to him. “Come sit in my lap, pretty girl.”

You don’t hesitate- because just like Kakashi, the last two months have left you starved for touch- because even with kissing and cuddling and holding hands, the intimacy of sex is something that the two of you have missed desperately. 

You climb into Kakashi’s lap and put your knees on either side of his hips before leaning in and capturing his lips with your own. Kakashi kisses you back and tilts his head to deepen the connection. Your hands move up and down his body like they’re not sure where they want to go. Kakashi ends up grabbing them and pulling them until they’re gently resting on his neck, your small fingers wrapped around the pale skin, settled but not squeezing.

“Fuck, Kakashi,” You gasp, grinding your short-clad heat down against his stiffening cock and threading your soft fingers through his silver hair.

“I want you,” Kakashi breathes and practically tears your shorts from your body. There’s already a damp patch in the center of your white underwear as he circles your clit through the thin cloth with his fingers and uses his other hand to pull at your tank top. “Please, I need it. Let me have you.”

“You know we can’t,” You argue and break away from him to get off the bed. “You have to heal, Kakashi. Believe me- I want you, too, but I’d hate for two months of physical therapy and recovery on your end to be for nothing.”

Kakashi leans back onto the bed and huffs, his dick rock hard and aching for relief. His eyes flutter shut. 

“Okay.”

“I’m, uh,” You turn your back to Kakashi and go to the small drawer of your dresser to grab a vibrator. Then, you walk over to his side of the bed, press a kiss to his head, and start to walk the other direction. “I’ll just go take care of myself in the bathroom real quick.”

Kakashi sighs again. For the past two months, aside from the occasional oral, you two have hardly done anything- and any time you get yourself off, it’s either in another room or when he’s not home. At first, Kakashi didn’t mind too much, but he can’t help being curious… The two of you have been together for five years and you’ve never masturbated in front of him. Is it weird? He isn’t sure, as you’re his first serious romantic relationship. To him, though, it definitely feels weird. He’s even jerked off in front of you a few times and never thought anything of it.

You, however… Seem to be self conscious about it. 

Maybe he’s the weird one?

“Hey, (y/n),” Kakashi stops you by grabbing your hand.

You startle just slightly before turning to look back at him.

“Hm?” You hum.

“How come you never masturbate in front of me?”

“...Huh?” You tilt your head, a big blush taking over your (s/c) cheeks.

“I think you heard me.”

“Well, I guess I just-” You pause, refusing to look at Kakashi. “I don’t know, I never thought about it before.”

“Yeah?”

Silence… And not the comfortable kind that’s bound to happen between two people who have been together for five years. It’s the uncomfortable kind, the kind that happens when the two of you have an argument or an awkward discussion such as this. To Kakashi, sex isn’t awkward. With you, it never has been. Apparently, though, this aspect of it is awkward to you. The awkwardness is so palpable that Kakashi swears he can smell it in the air as you stammer over your words.

“I guess… I just feel like it’s weird?”

“Do you think it’s weird when I do it in front of you?”

“Well, no, but…”

“But what?”

“You know, with you looking the way you do, of course I wouldn’t mind,” You start to ramble. Your eyes dart between the bedsheets and the hardwood floors. “But you have the figure of a shinobi, and obviously, I don’t, so… I can’t help but be a little self conscious.”

“That’s all?” Kakashi asks, a small smile taking over his face. “I thought I’d done something or… Something. I don’t know.”

“No, you didn’t do anything. Don’t worry about it.”

You turn to walk away again, but before you can, Kakashi speaks up.

“Wait,” Upon hearing his voice, you stop to listen. “It’s important for you to know that I love you, and I’m still really attracted to you despite everything that’s been going on lately. You don’t ever need to be self conscious around me.”

“Oh… Well, that’s sweet of you to say, Kakashi.”

“It’s not me being sweet- it’s true. You’re beautiful,” Kakashi praises you, but he’s not an idiot. He can tell you don’t believe it; that you think he’s just trying to be nice or spare your feelings. Even after years of being with you, he has yet to make sense of why you’re so quick to brush off compliments. “I’ve never in my life wanted another ninja the way I want you.”

“Thank you,” You say with a sheepish smile. “You’re the best at making me feel better, but do you uh… Want me to…?”

“Want you to what?” Kakashi questions, raising an eyebrow. 

“Get myself off in front of you… Like you said,” You answer.

“Oh,” Kakashi blinks, then rushes to give you a good response before you get embarrassed and retract your offer. “Uh, yeah. I think I’d like it if you did, but you don’t have to if you’re not comfortable.”

“Okay,” You nod. “I think I’d like to try it soon.”

“Alright, but there’s really no pressure. You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to, and if we do decide to do it, you can stop at any time, and we can pretend it never happened.”

“Alright,” You say, but still, turn to the master bathroom with your vibrator in hand. “I’ll be right back… We can shower together after, okay?”

“Yeah… Sure.”

When you disappear into the other room, Kakashi sighs and pulls his pants down, wrapping a hand around the base of his length.

‘Another night of this… God, I miss her.’

~

The next day, while Kakashi is at a doctor’s appointment, you go on a shopping spree with some of your friends; Anko, Shizune, Kurenai, and Iruka. Your job as Anbu’s record keeper doesn’t pay an exorbitant amount, but it’s enough for you to comfortably support yourself and still be able to buy nice things, especially since you split your bills with Kakashi these days following his moving in with you.

So, when you pass by the nicest clothing store in Konoha’s shopping district and notice a beautiful (f/c) lingerie set on display in the window, you stop and look at it. 

The price is reasonable enough. It’s on sale, too.

You think back to last night; to that make out session with Kakashi and the awkward conversation that ensued. Maybe it would be nice for you to dress up for him since it’s been a couple months… You read something like that in one of his books once; the woman dresses up in a sexy outfit and sprawls out on the bed for the man to come home to. That seems right up his alley. Why not do it?

It’s a thought that makes you giddy at first, but then the doubt starts to creep into the back of your mind. What if it doesn’t look good on you? What if Kakashi’s turned off by it, or think it’s a stupid idea since the two of you can’t have sex right now? You want to try to please yourself in front of him like he mentioned… You’re just so terrified of him being unimpressed with you that you’re not sure if you can bring yourself to do it, even though he said he’d like it if you would.

You look around at your friends. They’re all shinobi with cut, perfect bodies, just like Kakashi. Beautifully slim waists, toned muscles, long legs, and so much talent. At times like this, you wonder why Kakashi is with a civilian record keeper like you instead of a beautiful kunoichi. You’re a good person, and you certainly don’t think you’re hideous or anything, but it’s difficult to maintain good self-esteem when you feel like you’re constantly surrounded by women who are more gorgeous than you.

Your eyes flicker to the lingerie set once more. You think about how you would look in it, versus how someone like Lady Tsunade would look in it… Obviously, a huge difference.

You’re not ridiculously out of shape- it’s impossible to be when you’re dating someone like Kakashi. Sadly, though, you don’t see yourself as a beautiful kunoichi either.

You frown.

What to do…

Kurenai interrupts your thoughts as she places a soft hand on your shoulder and speaks to you.

“What’s wrong, (y/n)?”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” You give a dismissive wave with one hand. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure? It looks like there’s something on your mind.”

“It’s a bit silly, but… I want that lingerie set that’s on display.”

“Do you not have enough money for it?” Kurenai questions and stops to look at the display as well. Your cheeks burn red as the rest of the group notices and stops as well to gawk at the lacy garment. “I could pick it up for you.”

“Oh, no you don’t, Kurenai! You have a whole kid to take care of,” Anko objects and points to baby Mirai, who’s currently in Kurenai’s arms, babbling at the woman and trying to pull at her dark hair. “I’ll buy it for you, (y/n)!”

“No, no. As the most senior of the group and Lady Tsunade’s personal assistant, I make the most money out of all of us, so I should pay for it,” Shizune inserts herself into the conversation as well and reaches into her pockets to pull out a thick leather wallet.

“Why don’t I buy it?” Iruka offers.

“On a teacher’s salary?” Kurenai says with a quirked eyebrow, shaking her head. “I don’t think so, Iruka.”

“Hey, guys, I appreciate you all trying to help, but I have more than enough money to buy it,” You offer a nervous laugh, then stare at the ground, too embarrassed to meet the curious gazes of your friends. “That’s not the problem.”

“Then what is it?” Iruka turns his head to you and asks.

“I’m just scared it won’t look good on me.”

“You only live once,” Anko argues. “Go buy it or I’m buying it for you!”

“Yeah,” Kurenai agrees. “You’re beautiful, (y/n). (f/c) is a nice color on you, too, so I’m sure it’ll look great.”

“Okay, then… I guess I’ll go ahead and buy it for myself.”

Peer pressured by your friends, you trudge into the store and quickly buy yourself the set- even if you’re convinced you’ll never have the bravery to put it on in front of your lover. 

~

Later that night, you find yourself standing in front of the mirror with tears in your eyes. Kakashi is out with Guy, Asuma, Genma, and Ebisu, doing God knows what- though that’s not the problem.

Rather, the problem is the lingerie set you bought from that store earlier. You’re standing in front of your bedroom mirror with pretty makeup on your face, a sparkly choker around your neck, and your hair done. You look good from the neck up, but the lingerie isn’t working; the bra, the panties, the garters, the matching thigh highs… None of it works. Your sex toys are on the bed, waiting to be used. 

With how insecure you’re feeling right now, you’re sure you’ll end up taking all of this off- including the matching (f/c) nail polish, shoving the sex toys in the back in their designated drawer, showering, and crying yourself to sleep before Kakashi even makes it home. 

“Ugh, this is stupid. Why did I even do this?” You groan, unsatisfied with how the lingerie contours your body. Even though it’s your size, it doesn’t fit quite right. You hate the way it makes your butt look, it’s a little too tight around your hips, and the bra just sucks. No wonder it was on sale… You huff and take the choker off, then start to wipe the makeup from your face when you feel a set of large hands on your waist. The makeup wipe and choker both fall to the floor as you gasp in surprise. You glance at the mirror to see Kakashi standing behind you. “Kakashi! I didn’t hear you come in! When did you get home?”

“Hey, pretty girl,” Kakashi greets you and rests his chin on your shoulder. He completely ignores your question in favor of trailing his hands up and down your exposed body. “What’s all this for?”

“I, um…” With Kakashi appearing so suddenly, you feel caught off guard and are unsure of what to do, even as Kakashi spins you around and pulls you close to his chest.

“Did you dress up just for me?”

“Well, yeah, but it doesn’t look the way I wanted.”

“What do you mean? It looks great,” Kakashi drags his mask down his face and leans down to whisper into your ear at the same time he grabs your ass. “How nice to come home to this after the day I’ve had.”

“Yeah? Did you have a rough day?”

“It was just long. As much as I love them, going out with those guys can be so exhausting sometimes, especially after a doctor’s appointment… I’m really pent up because I just couldn’t stop thinking about you… And about last night,” Kakashi gestures back to the bed with a knowing smirk. “I see your toys out on the bed. Was that your plan?”

You blush from your head to the middle of your chest at Kakashi’s words. You were hoping to get changed and erase any evidence of your plan before he got home, but he actually seems… Pleased?

“Well, um-”

“It’s a simple question, (y/n),” Kakashi reaches for your chin and gently tilts it up to make you meet his gaze. “Give me a yes or no answer.”

“...Yes,” You whisper back.

“You were gonna surprise me, hm? What a good girl.”

“Y-Yeah,” You stutter. You’re unsure of where to put your hands, so you place them on Kakashi’s shoulders as you press a kiss against his neck. “Sorry I didn't finish getting ready before you got here.”

“Are you serious right now? Don’t apologize to me for this,” Kakashi laughs, then quickly shifts. His voice drops in pitch and lust glazes over his one visible eye. “Now, get on the bed.”

“Okay.”

You rush to follow Kakashi’s order so fast that you nearly trip over your own feet. You sit on the bed and crawl back with Kakashi following close behind.

“I know it’s been hard for you since I had my injury. Thank you for being so patient, but I don’t want you to have to keep waiting up on me, even if we can’t have sex for a little longer,” Kakashi reaches forward and rests a hand on your cheek, caressing you so tenderly that it makes your heart throb. “I want… To see and help make you feel good.”

“Kakashi, I don’t think it’s such a good idea-” You object, gesturing to his hip, but Kakashi simply shakes his head and sits beside you.

“I won’t do anything crazy, alright?” Kakashi argues as he hurriedly sheds his clothes. His forehead protector, dark blue undershirt, matching pants, face mask, and boxers are all thrown to the floor with haste. When Kakashi looks back at you, the intensity in his eyes has you swallowing a nervous lump in your throat that you didn’t even know was there in the first place. “I don’t think I can handle another night of you disappearing into the bathroom when I’m right here, dying to take care of you.”

“Then… What do you want me to do?”

“Show me how you like to touch yourself.”

And it’s a little awkward. Part of you is tempted to say no, to get embarrassed and back down, to retreat into the bathroom again. But when you look up at Kakashi’s eyes to see how excited he looks, you remember that he thinks you’re beautiful; that he wants this, wants you.

“Okay.”

You scoot back onto the bed, lay your head on the pillow, sprawl out, and reach between your legs with both hands. Your fingers on one hand toy with your clit, while the fingers on the other hand circle your slick entrance. Kakashi grabs your vibrator for you, turns it on, and pushes it into the hand in front of your clit. You take the gesture for what it is and rub your clit with the tip of the vibrator. A low noise leaves your lips as you tilt your head back and close your eyes.

“Look at me,” Kakashi commands, much to your embarrassment. You open your eyes and look up at his face with a pout. Pleasure starts to rumble low in your body like a base. “Good girl… Are you embarrassed?”

“A little,” You answer, but spread your legs a little more and start to fuck yourself with your fingers at a steady pace. 

“Don’t be,” Kakashi says as he grabs his dick by the base and works it until it’s fully hard. Your mouth waters- you wish he would just fuck you, but you know you can’t. “You’re so beautiful, especially like this… Do you see how hard I am for you right now?”

“Y-Yeah,” You breathe out, because you do. Kakashi’s cock is red and stiff, with precum at the tip and veins lining the length of it. “Want it inside me…”

“That’s too bad.”

Kakashi lightly smacks at your wrist, so you slide your fingers out of your pussy and look at him with curious eyes. He doesn’t speak to you, instead laying down, snuggling into your side, and moving a hand between your legs. He fills you back up immediately by sliding two fingers into your heat. The two are quickly followed by a third before he starts fucking you with them so deeply that the action draws a high-pitched moan from between your lips, which is quickly muffled by Kakashi kissing you.

It’s different from regular sex, or even just Kakashi eating you out. You’re used to his face squished between your thighs, buried in your neck, or staring at your back as he has you bent over; not right next to yours, staring, watching.

The noise in the room only contributes to your arousal; the wet squelch that comes from Kakashi’s digits pistoning into you, the low buzz from your vibrator against your clit, the hums and moans from Kakashi as he quickly moves his hand over his dick. A dribble of precum drips down onto your thighs, and you rub them together in excitement for what’s to come.

With Kakashi hitting your sweet spot and kissing you like he’s starving for you, you’re right on the edge, but there’s something stopping you from cumming like this. Your eyes flutter open and meet Kakashi’s. The tomoe in his Sharingan swirl; a sign that he’s trying to record this moment for himself. You realize that it’s the anxiety. A mental block. You’re so self conscious about being watched that it’s keeping you from finishing, because what if you make a weird face? Or a noise that turns him off?

You break away from Kakashi’s kisses to let out a frustrated groan.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know, I’m-” You huff, dying for release. “I’m super nervous and it’s- it’s making me take way longer than I usually do to finish like this… I’m sorry if I’m taking too long.”

“Stop. You’re not taking too long at all,” Kakashi scolds you as he continues to pump his cock with one hand and thrust his fingers in and out of you with the other. “If you want to be good for me, you’ll cum, and I don’t care how long it takes... You can take all night if you want, pretty girl. It’s not that different from sex, okay? Take your time.”

You don’t do anything in response except to let out a needy whine, which seems to please Kakashi, who alternates between kissing your neck and tits. His approval- the lack of judgment, the admiration, the utter love and adoration- is what sends you over the edge as you dial your vibrator to the highest setting and arch your back. You cum with a loud cry and fall flat onto the bed. 

Your legs tremble and shake as you pull your vibrator away from your clit and jerk away from Kakashi’s fingers. He’s kind enough to gently slide them out as he paints your thighs white with his cum, his face buried in your neck and your name leaving his lips like it’s a mantra. You pull him close and press a kiss into his sweat-dampened hair. Your eyes flutter open and shut as Kakashi continues to kiss at your neck, worshiping you even after the both of you have finished.

“Kakashi?” You start.

“Hm?” He hums and pulls away from your neck to glance up at you with one charcoal eye and one ruby red one. “What is it, (y/n)?”

“Did you really like that, or did you only want to do it because you thought I’d like it? You know, since we haven’t been able to have sex?”

“Mah, you always overthink everything,” Kakashi grumbles and sits straight up on the bed. “I did it because I thought you’d like it and because I knew I’d like it. It’s like I said before; you’re beautiful. Can you blame me for wanting to watch you a bit?”

Even with Kakashi’s sweet words, you can’t help feeling self conscious… But tonight has made you feel a little better. You don’t know how to respond, so instead, you reach for Kakashi’s hand and hold it within your own.

“Why don’t we go shower and change the sheets?” You ask, gesturing to the wet spots on the bed from what the two of you have just done. “We’re kind of a mess.”

“Sure,” Kakashi answers, standing up and heading towards the bathroom. Before he enters the room, he turns to look at you over his shoulder. “But don’t be surprised if a shower leads to a round two.”

With that, he’s gone into the bathroom, and you can’t help but laugh as you get up and follow after him.

[starlightanya0wsblog]

*Jiraiya and Y/n flirting*

Jiraiya: Are you the sun? 'Cause your beauty is blinding me

Y/n: *giggling* Are you a star? 'Cause I can't stop admiring you

Kakashi: *trying to read in peace*

Please stop flirting in front of me.

[sanjisluvbot]

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Extra disclaimer : I will not do smut for minors, I can give you a little kiss or something but that’s it.

SERIES:

Isekai Yandere Strawhats 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19

Strawberry fields josuke x black fem reader Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 ( maybe )

Miguel O’Hara x Black Fem Reader Pt1 Pt2?

Isekai Yandere Strawhats CH 2 1

As Above So Below Raian Kure x Black Fem Reader 1 2 3 4

Series MasterList

Isekai Yandere Strawhats

ONESHOTS:

Sanji x Black Fem Reader GOOD DAYS

Isekai BNHA x Black Fem Reader

Don’t Drink The Tea

Portgas D. Ace x Fem reader live

Isekai Yandere Strawhats x BNHA Black Fem reader

Isekai Platonic Yandere Strawhats

Getou Suguru Hopes And Dreams

HEADCANNONS:

Platonic Yandere Todoroki

Bakugo X black Fem realtionship HC

Bucciarati x Black Fem Reader relationship HC

Isekai Yandere Strawhats x Distrustful reader

JOJO:

One piece:

My hero academia:

Naruto:

Chainsawman:

AKI X Black Fem Reader

SPECIFIC CHARACTERS:

Katsuki Bakugo:

Todoroki Shoto:

Jotaro Kujo:

Josuke Higashikata: Strawberry fields

AKI:

Gojo Satoru:

Fushiguro Megumi:

Nanami Kento:

Sanji: A prince’s wish

Zoro:

Eustass Kidd:

Killer:

Trafalgar Law:

Portgas D. Ace: Live

Hatake Kakashi: The student becomes the teacher

Shikamaru:

Raian Kure: series

[sucker-for-yanderes]

Night Terrors

Obito x f!Reader

Content: dubcon/noncon, rough sex (p in v), stalking, PTSD, death, mentions of blood and violence, classic yandere behavior, and angst with a happy ending :D

It happened again. You woke up in a cold sweat from your night terror once more. The same one every time. Your comrade and best friend dying in a tragic accident before your very eyes. Before ever achieving their goals of becoming hokage and showing you how great he was gonna become. It's been years since then, and yet you're never able to shake it off.

Post traumatic stress disorder is apparently the name for it. You developed some other health conditions under it; as cheesy as it is, broken heart syndrome and night terrors. And due to that, you were unable to continue as a shinobi of the leaf village. You made a living as a normal leaf village citizen, trying to keep it together. What more could you ask for? Oh, right...

You'd ask for it every day. You'd make that same wish. Pleading with whatever powerful entity was out there to bring him back to you. To bring Obito Uchiha back to you. Often, you visited the site of his grave. Your heart ached knowing his body wasn't even really there. Unable to recover his body, his name was simply engraved onto stone with a bunch of other ninjas who bravely died in the war. Although, you don't know if it was really brave if their deaths meant nothing.

After the great shinobi war, you'd become quite the pacifist. Your PTSD made it difficult for you every day. Plagued with panic attacks on the daily. Loud noises made you dizzy and almost drove you to the point of a heart attack once or more times. The sight of blood makes you faint. And you can barely even muster up the strength to smile anymore. And that wasn't even the worst of it.

Other than rude awakenings, it was avoiding ninjas who were once your comrades, once your friends. It all just made you want to crawl up and die. But you knew that's what he wouldn't have wanted for you. Out of everyone else back then, he was the only one who believed in you and made you feel like a person.

Oh no, is the day over already? The sun began to hide itself behind the mountains surrounding the Konoha village. The night sky's shade getting darker with every passing hour. And there you were, sitting on your knees in front of Obito's grave. You dreaded the night time. Because it meant the same night terror would come to you yet again. Sobs escaped you after holding it in all day.

Back then before everything started, you'd no idea how much that class clown from the ninja academy would affect your life. And little did you know, the eyes watching you from afar were about to change the trajectory of your life yet again.

It was time for bed. After doing your nightly routine, you climbed into your soft and cool sheets. Trying to make bed time not seem so scary, you did everything you could to help. Self care was of top priority. And even so, the torment in your head was all the more triumphant. With hopeful thinking and practicing positive imagery, advice from the therapist you see, you finally let yourself succumb to slumber.

To your surprise, the next day you woke up to the sound of chirping birds and the warm sunlight. The night terror had left you alone for a night. Perhaps treatment is working? Maybe you shouldn't discontinue your medication after all. After so long, finally. Progress. Relief washed over you as you began your morning routine full of content and hope. Tears in your eyes from exhaustion. You'd been so tired of the night terrors. Or rather, the night terror.

The same thing happens the next night, and the night after that. And then, the dreams hit. They're not night terrors. They are simply dreams. But funny enough, a masked man comes to visit you. Every dream you have, that same man is there. He was mysterious, charming, silent. He'd whisk you away in his arms and show you the beauty of what it means to be happy again.

What you didn't know, was that that same man you see in your dreams was seeing you in real life. And it turns out he's not so mysterious and unfamiliar at all. In fact, he knows you well. Very well. You were there on that fateful day, by his side. Not leaving until he'd forced you to, for your own good, of course.

As you turn over in your sleep, the masked man pulls off his mask. The moonlight softly illuminates his face, though half of his is scarred with ridges from that accident. Nonetheless, his handsome face peered down to gaze at you better. He was different. If you saw him now, he doesn't know if you'll be able to accept him. Especially after everything he's done. Too many thoughts consumed him.

Yet, the Uchiha's love perseveres, drowning out the loud sounds in his head. His red and purple eyes lock onto you as you sleep so soundly in the comfort of your own bed. His red eye took on a shape of the mangekyo sharingan. It only makes sense, as he is the one who's been manipulating your dreams for the past week now.

The Uchiha had been stalking watching over you for a while now. It hurt his heart to see how damaged you were. So badly did he want to take you far away from all of this and just live peacefully with you. However, he doesn't want you to resent him for (for lack of a better word) kidnapping you. There is no better word if that's literally what he's about to do lol. So for now, the least he could do was save you from your night terrors.

A new day arrived and again you were glowing. Another night went by with no night terror. You began to feel free. For the first time in so many years, the crushing weight on your soul began to lift. Today, you'd go a little out of your comfort zone when some old friends invited you to join them for some ramen. You had said yes, to everyone's surprise.

It was evening already and you were there meeting up with everyone from the old days. Kakashi, Guy, Kurenai, Iruka, and Asuma. "Wow, (Name), I was surprised you accepted our invitation for once, great to see you!" Guy's face lit up along with everyone else's as soon as they saw you. "Same here. It's rare anyone gets to see you these days. I'm glad you're finally deciding to open up more." Kurenai winked as she took her seat, notioning for you to sit beside her.

"Yeah, I'm really glad you're here." Kakashi looks over at you fondly with kindness in his eye, you were sure that he is smiling under that mask. You smiled shyly at him as he took his seat next to you. You can't help but feel a bit nervous sitting with some of the leaf village's top ninja.

After all, who were you? Just someone from the past. A has-been. You shake those negative thoughts away and try to look on the bright side, just like your therapist told you to. In fact, had you continued down the path of a ninja, there is no doubt that you would have become one of the best and brightest. After exchanging life updates, it didn't take long for more conversation to roll in.

Throughout the night, you'd noticed Kakashi's gazes at you which could've easily been mistaken for, what's the word? Longing? Yes, that's it. As the night went on, the wilder things got. That's when Kakashi would begin to be more handsy with you. Obviously, you'd noticed, but decided to brush it off as nothing in the end.

However, the Uchiha standing watch could not brush that off. No, Obito was not taking this lightly. Selfish as he were, he did feel somewhat guilty. What right would he have ruining a romantic relationship between you and Kakashi? A 'living' man? I mean, what exactly are Obito's intentions anyways? 'Come back into (Name)'s life as a dead man and traumatize her further?' Who was he anyways?

Despite the fact that he's a wanted man under this new guise, and would be found out immediately, he'd been living in the shadows for far too long to be able to step out into the light now. He could never be accepted. He's just someone from the past after all. A has-been.

Obito reflects on the life you could live without him. You'd eventually get over your night terrors completely, without his help. You'd visit his grave less often until you no longer do. You'd do more things to make yourself happy, maybe even get a position as a shinobi again after regaining your courage, which you could do without a doubt. Lastly, you could lead a happy life with Kakashi.

The thought broke Obito.

He thought to himself that he should be happy for you. But he couldn't bring himself to. Not even in a hypothetical scenario. The truth is, the Obito you knew might as well have died back then, but his love for you didn't. It never will. How could it? It ties him to you wherever you may go. He will follow you. He just can't bare the idea of him fading out of your life, of you forgetting him. That's when he really will just die.

That's why every time he sees Kakashi's hands on your shoulder or on your thighs, laughing with you, he can't seem to keep it together. It doesn't make it better that he can literally see from Kakashi's point of view as well as he has his sharingan implanted in his left eye. Kakashi was going to steal you away if he didn't do anything about it.

So that's why...

He's doing this.

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You wake up in your dream. Around you there's what looks like empty space and earth. You search around the barren landscape until something in the distance catches your eye. That masked man from your previous dreams is walking up to you. You'd be happy to see him if there wasn't something off. For some reason, you have a feeling in your gut that tells you something isn't right. You try to move, but you can't. You're stuck standing there, there's nothing else you can do except watch him get closer and closer.

Before he can reach you, his body twists into his right eye. Your chest sinks at the unnatural movement. 'Oh no. The night terrors are back.' The thought gives you chills as you shut your eyes tight in an attempt to shield you. The setting changes when you open your eyes. Now in a dark place that seems familiar somehow, an earthy stench fills the air. And then it hits you. You know this scenario all too well.

There's Kakashi and Obito rushing to get you to safety while the enemy casts their ninjutsu. The loud rumbling signals you to look up at the falling debris as your comrades drag you along by your hands. Eventually, the scene fades to you sitting on the ground after having fallen. Kakashi is tugging on your hand, pleading with you to get up on your feet and flee. But he's met with resistance as another hand holds you in place. Both yours and Kakashi's eyes (well, his eye) trace back to the one holding you. Your eyes widen in terror as you see only half of Obito's body. The remainder of him is crushed by this huge boulder and other rocky debris. Despite the screaming and digging with all your might to get him out, you're unsuccessful. Kakashi stands behind you, unable to watch.

And then everything else all fades to black. It's just you and Obito as he's crushed. "I... couldn't save you." You sobbed as you weakly hold his hand, defeated. The silence is deafening. Your heart and soul relive the feeling of being shattered once more. "I..." Your eyes shoot towards Obito as he begins to mutter something. "Obito!" Tears well up in your eyes, spilling over. "I... don't.." You lean closer to hear what he has to say. "I don't want you to forget me." Dread consumes you. "How could I ever?!" You cry out. "Don't leave my side, (Name). Please, don't leave me." He continues. You're shocked to feel his lifeless hand grasp yours tightly.

And with that, your gut feeling once again warns you of an incoming danger. "Obito?" His grip tightens to the point of causing you pain. "Don't leave me." With his firm statement, the Uchiha looks up at you with his glowing red eye. The ground turns wet with blood as it rains down from the sky. You shriek in horror as more tears escape you. You hold onto your head trying to shelter yourself from the cold blood shower.

.

And then you jump awake in your familiar cold sweat. You're left dazed, confused, unable to process. You'd been doing so good, but that was the worst one yet. Honestly, you feel like you should've known it was too good to be true. You try to calm down, mind racing to a thousand different subjects to try and distract you. Standing up, you go to the kitchen to look for your medicine. Maybe if you take another dose, everything will be fixed. Before popping the pill in your mouth, something else steals your attention.

Your bedroom window swings open. You set down the pill on the counter top. You're on high alert now. You make your way over towards the open window to investigate, but your investigation is cut short when someone grabs you from behind, hand covering your mouth. 'This has gotta be another dream, please, please.' You think to yourself once more. Your unknown attacker tosses you gently onto your bed followed by climbing on top of you.

After a while of struggling, the moon reveals your assailant after the clouds continue on their path. You stop your struggling as your face twists in confusion when you realize it's the masked man from your dreams. "Who are you?" Are the only words that slip out of your mouth. Obito shivers hearing your voice up close after so long. Though, he says nothing. You wait for his response as he has you pinned down on your bed. The only thing you can see that would be considered making eye contact was the glowing red eye through the hole in his mask.

Lowering your guard as you feel a strange sense of calmness, you go to touch his hair. To your surprise, he allows you. The moment you make contact with him, there's a feeling in your gut you haven't felt in a long long time. "You seem... so familiar. Why?" Still no answer. The mystery man continues to gaze upon you. Your hands move to his mask. His hand holds onto yours hesitantly, as if he's debating on letting you remove his mask. Eventually, he gives.

Slowly, you remove his mask to reveal a very familiar face. On queue, the tears flow so heavily followed by sobs as you cover your mouth with your hand. Immediately, you hold him close, pulling his body on top of yours. You don't care that he's nearly crushing your smaller body. You'll never let him go ever again. Tightly you hold onto him as he embraces you all the same. It's all coming back to you now. The way he even smells. He's so different and yet, it's as if nothing's changed.

You hold him there crying into his shoulder for so long. You could hold him there until you died for all you cared. Obito lays beside you, holding you close while doing so. He'd cry too if he could. After all, he was Konoha's crybaby back then. "I don't know how, but you're alive. I know I'm not dreaming." You cry out softly as your fingers trace the details of his face. Obito can only give a weak smile. "Where did you go? Everyone missed you. I... I missed you. So much." You continue to sob uncontrollably once again. Obito can only shush you and hold onto you tightly. "I can't give you all the answers. But, I do know this." He began as he lifted your chin up to meet your teary eyes.

"I love you. I always have. I couldn't bare the thought of being completely out of your life." His words hit you in your gut, causing more tears to fall. With no hesitation,"I... love you..." You confessed between sobs and gasps. Obito smiles as he moves hair out of your face. "Will you let me into your life as I am now? I'm not the same as I once was before-" "You're still Obito. My Obito. Besides, I don't care about any of that. I never want to lose you ever again. Please don't come back into my life just to leave me again. I don't think I'll be able to survive that." You cry out, not caring about sugarcoating your words. You didn't care about anything else, not the small details, not the future. No. You only cared about the importance of this man in your life whose heart is still beating.

Your fragile heart and fragile soul and fragile mind were so desperate to have the love of your life back, you didn't care to question him further. Your prayers had been answered. That was enough for you.

After sobbing into his chest for hours, you listened to his heartbeat until you gradually fell asleep. It was as if his heartbeat sung a lullaby just for you to help you sleep better. That night, you didn't have a night terror. Nor did you for the following months.

Every day you cried happy tears. You weren't rotting in your bed anymore. The unkempt room turned bright and spotless. You'd come home to the man you love every day. It was a little too perfect.

You'd said you didn't care about anything else, only that Obito has returned back to you and is yours. But... the questions your mind formed would begin to get louder. 'What happened to him while he was gone? I for sure thought he died. Not to mention, his left eye has been returned, no, replaced. What's that all about?' 'Why can't he come outside with me?' 'Then again, he disappears sometimes and never tells me where he's going.' 'Why doesn't he reveal himself to Kakashi? They were like brothers.'

You honestly felt terrible for even having those thoughts. Obito had obviously been through something more traumatic in passing events after that accident. You considered it too early to pry. But also, what right did you have to ask him any of those questions? Your best hope might just rely on Obito opening up to you about it all eventually. After all, you trust Obito.

For now, you shook the thoughts away and focused on putting one foot in front of the other as you walked back to your apartment, both hands holding onto the grocery bags full of ingredients for tonight's dinner.

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It wasn’t much longer till the Uchiha could no longer hold back and finally sink his fangs into you. Obito had to make you his now. He felt a sense of urgency, fearing you two could be torn apart from each other once more. He couldn't allow that, no. His longing for you was all piled up and had Obito feeling frustrated in all kinds of ways. Finally, that moment when you had bent over to pick up your plate, Obito grabbed you from behind as you were in the midst of cleaning up your finished plate.

Kissing on your neck passionately and softly, you giggled at the tickle as he set your plate back down on the table as if it were just in the way. Obito's arms then snaked around you holding you close to his taller figure. He was losing patience, acting as if he were on a mission. 

Tossing you over his shoulder, you yelp in surprise. Obito made his way over to your bedroom where he threw you down carefully. With a happy expression, you look up at Obito, the man you love. You expect to see a nervous and flustered Obito, but instead you're met with an unfamiliar expression. As his big, muscular, scar ridden body climbed atop of you, he started to scare you. The situation had begun to settle in and you decided you'd wanted a time out.

Obito discards one item of clothing of yours at a time, and then his own. Pleading with him to stop, you’d think he was deaf. He brushes your hands to the side and stares you in your eyes as if to tell you that resistance is futile. He’d been playing it slow and safe for too long. He can barely hold it together as his eyes turn to hearts at the view of you beneath him. Face flushed and a sweet smile, Obito caresses your face and tells you how pretty you are. 

Absolutely starved with a craving for you, he positions himself at your entrance as you plead with him one last time to stop. But there was a look in his eyes you didn’t recognize, pooling with a predatory heat that sent a surprisingly pleasant shiver up your spine. Obito tilted his head to the side as he pressed himself up against your soft, plump lips. Slightly parting to receive another greeting, again and again with more and more pressure for every meeting. 

Obito pulled back to search your eyes, suddenly realizing his hand slipped towards your neck. But all that stared back at him were eyes full of trust. You were driving him over the edge. His member twitched painfully. He pushed his lips back into yours, more desperately than before. The arm kept around your waist also moved, also in favor of rising to head level. Obito gently cupped your cheek as he deepened the kiss, letting out a rugged groan when prying your mouth open.

The sudden boyish hunger caused you to lean your head back, but his tongue slipped inside your mouth and forced your tongue to tangle with his anyway. The tiny meager whimper you let slip out caused Obito to moan at the sound. You were making sounds only he’d hear. Knowing that made him all the more satisfied. “Obito please-” You were cut short when Obito’s lips, which were still pressed firmly against yours, bit at your lip as if to tell you to shush. You shut your eyes as you winced in surprise. 

Obito was enjoying having you all to himself in all of your bashful and beautiful glory. You were going to be his first, and he was going to be yours. You’d be the only ones for each other for all eternity. His heart has always bled for you, but seeing you now made it beat in a different way. The anticipation was almost killing him, his patience grew thinner with every growing second.

Hands palming at your soft and plush skin as he heavily showered you with kisses all over, telling you how much he loves you in between them. Telling you how happy he is that you’re finally his. Was he… crying? Tears roll down his cheeks as his cock gradually hardens further as he rubs his exposed pink tip against your slimy entrance, not quite ready to receive him.

And yet, he would take you. Your face twists in agony as he selfishly forces himself inside your snug pussy despite your obvious struggling. The unfamiliar feeling has you speechless and breathless. He stops himself halfway inside to bask in the feeling with his head lowered, his body shivering with overwhelming pleasure. Whilst you were in overwhelming pain, the only thing you could do now was hold onto Obito for dear life, your arms wrapped around his neck.

Beads of hot tears welling up in your tightly shut eyes as your body scrambled to adjust to the foreign object inside of you. Your body convulsed in response to Obito’s size, both in his thickness and length. Without warning, he selfishly lowers himself, his cock seeps into you deeper and deeper. Causing you to gasp and cry out. Your hitched breathing and pained mewls only turn him on even more. You tell him he’s too deep, but he seems not to care. In fact, he argues “But isn’t this so great that we can be so close? We’re practically one with one another! We’ll never be torn apart like this.” He pecks you on the forehead, as if to reassure you that everything is going to be okay. “It’ll feel good soon. I promise. I’d never hurt you, (Name).” You call him a liar in your mind and shoot him a pouty look. But you moan as you feel his cock twitch inside you in response. “Fuuuck, you’re taking me so good. I can’t believe I’m almost all the way inside.” Your jaw drops as you look down, only to see more of him not inside you. But you feel so full… You throw your head back in dread of what’s to come. So much pressure inside of you, you’re scared you might break and split open. 

You cry out as Obito’s bulbous tip hits the deepest part of you. He grits his teeth and moans as your walls squeeze around him like you’re trying to suck the chakra out of him. He keeps himself there for a moment to bask in it all. He smiles as he looks down at you with hazy eyes, softly brushing his hand against your face. Obito was all the way inside you now, balls deep. His eyes were like fire in the dark room as he peered down at you, struggling to contain the animosity threatening to unleash itself.

Meanwhile, your body convulsed underneath the weight of his body. All of a sudden it hit you. It was starting to feel good. The pressure felt like it was scratching an itch that just itched so bad. These unfamiliar feelings scared you. Beginning to feel strange and light headed, you call out his name. “O-Obito… wait I feel weird, pl-ease.” Your voice hitched in your plea. Your body focused on the swirling and tightening sensation in your gut, feeling like you may snap any second. 

And then you did. You squealed and cried out as you came on his unmoving cock. Stunned and heartstruck, Obito barely kept it together as he felt he might come just knowing he made you climax by just sheathing himself inside you. Obito leaned close to you. “I’m going to start moving now.” He whispered in a low voice as he pet your head. You slowly turned your head upwards to face him, unaware of what he had just told you in your dazed state.

Poor little you was still coming down from your high, completely unprepared for what he would do to you next. Obito began to brutally thrust his cock in and out, you felt completely unwarned, well that’s what you thought. Of course he did warn you, but he failed to make sure you actually understood him, though he cared too little.

Obito’s harsh thrusts made you moan and sob uncontrollably. the love making continued all up until the morning when you two could no longer go. Well, that was around the time Obito came to his senses that you couldn't take anymore.

Obito caressed your face as he spooned you, pecking loving kisses on your damp forehead. He adored your fucked out expression as you were still on the come down. Never again will the two of you be separated. Ever.

(I'm sorry for the abrupt ending guys, I just reaaally wanted to post this. Maybe I'll update it or do a part 2? Lmk :p)

[cottoncandy-cult]

Welcome Home

Kakashi Hatake x Chubby! Reader

Kakashi gave a tired sigh as he walked down the all too familiar path, he had finished training his squad for the day and was making his way home. A tired smile slipped on his face when he noticed a large and old cherry blossom tree starting to bloom, though it was pretty he was smiling more at the memory attached to it. He had been a cocky punk as a kid and even as a teen he had a bit of a streak in him, but there was one person able to wash away that aggression. (Y/n) was just a couple years younger than him and he had first met her when some new chunin had been bullying the (E/c) eyed girl, she was a bit heavier than most girls her age but she also wasn't exactly interested in being a kunoichi so she had no real reason to go out of her way to exorcise as a ninja would. Kakashi had recognized her from a small restaurant he occasionally visited which he later learned was owned by her parents, so he decided to step in and run them off since he did out rank them, and their behavior only shined a stained light on the village. But that had just been the start, before long they had become friends and eventually things had fallen into place and they had become lovers as young adults, one of his more recent memories had been proposing to the beautiful girl beneath that very tree.

He had fallen hard and by the time he noticed he was already love struck, she was a sweet and gentle soul who he felt was far more beautiful than the vein and rude jonin who loved to boast about how they're "peak attractiveness." Something he thought was a bunch of BS since for quite a few It was obvious they had only just barely had the skills to reach their ranks, most of them couldn't hold a conversation unless it was about them or someone else and he just couldn't get passed how ugly they were on the inside. His angel may have been different from most, but she was still beautiful to him in her own perfect way. He closed his eye as he continued his walk, though he began walking faster as his stomach growled. It was Wednesday, meaning his wife was making eggplant and miso soup with salt-broiled saury, one of his favorites. He loved her cooking; he was exhilarated to learn that out of her siblings she'd be the one to inherit the family restaurant. Her brother had become a ninja and her sister wanted to be a fashion designer and seamstress, Kakashi liked making jokes that talent runs through her family as it made her flustered.

Upon walking through the door his stomach announced his arrival, making the male blush while lowering his mask when hearing his wife's laugh from the kitchen. She stood in front of the sink, the front door opened into the kitchen and to the left had been the living room. "Welcome home love." The (H/c) haired girl turned from the boiling pot on the stove to look at where he stood near the front door, the house smelled of soup and grilled fish and teased him with the fact that he'd have to get cleaned up before he got to eat. "Thanks, beautiful, I'm glad to see you're in a good mood." The silver haired male chuckled and made his approach to the blushing girl, curling his arms around her waist as she turned to face him and rested her hands on his chest when gazing up at him. "Things went rather smoothly at the restaurant today, the new waitress has really made things a lot easier. How was your day? Did the kids tire you out as usual?" Her question had a grin quirking his gorgeous lips, making him chuckle as he leaned his forehead to hers. Feeling her gentle hands rub his temples and brush through his hair his body relaxed into her, his single black eye gazed into hers. "A bit, I'll save the stories for dinner though. Thankfully they weren't as much of a handful as they usually were." He leaned back, letting her sway them from side to side and listening to her beautiful laugh. "Well why don't you go get cleaned up, it should be finished by the time you get done." This statement made the male nod before he leaned down to kiss her forehead, reluctantly slipping away from her to go shower as she continued cooking. Neither noticing the preteens dangling from the window, the 3 kids who made up squad 7 had peaked up just in time to see him hug the girl. Though unfortunately for them they had been so startled at the fact he was in a relationship that they hadn't paid any attention to trying to see his face, and upon noticing Kakashi about to turn around they panicked and slipped off the ledge left to dangle and missing their second chance.

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The next day Kakashi had met the team at the training grounds, but he was both surprised and mildly concerned when he got there and they all three stood with their arms crossed like parents who just found their child's porn stash. "Uh.... Good afternoon..." He raised a hand in an awkward wave and feeling oddly threatened. It was then that the 3 rushed him, Kakashi had to fight every instinct that insisted he run away as he could almost feel this situation was gonna get weird. "Don't good afternoon us Kakashi sensei! Why didn't you tell us you were married!? Why don't you wear your ring!?" This had been Sakura speaking up first, the girl clearly thinking about the worst. So, with a sigh Kakashi decided to just rip off this band aid, so he removed one of his fingerless gloves to show his wedding band protected within. "It just never occurred to me, it's not like it changes anything." That was when Naruto popped up in front of him, startling him far more than he ever thought it would. "You should have told us it was to Miss (Y/n), we could have been eating lunch at the Konoha Lotus!"

That had Kakashi quirking an eyebrow, he forgot that Naruto did eat things aside from ramen from time to time. But he still didn't see what had the three riled up, that was when Sasuke spoke up next. "It's nice to know you aren't an ass like Kaiba." Kakashi cringed at the mention of being compared to such a male, Kaiba having been a petty little man whose thoughts and opinions were only skin deep. "Just how vain did you all think I was!?" Kakashi gave an exasperated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Well, I mean a lot of girls do have a thing for you, we always thought you were oblivious or just playing hard to get. At least we know you're just loyal though." Kakashi felt his head drop as a weight dropped onto him, he never realized how his attempts at ignoring the fawning of his fangirls made him look. Buuuuut at least they knew he was a devoted husband now, maybe they'd listen just a little bit better from now on. Though he doubted that, then it would just be too easy.

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I have to be some kind of idiot or something. I’ve had ao3 for like at least 3-4 years now and I just am not finding good fics. I use the filtering system and everything and I am not finding these like long ass fics that some of yall find. At best I might find one that’s like a few chapters and is like 20k words but I just dunno what I’m doing wrong. Plz help 🫠

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Simptember 2024.

Day 1 - Attention.

Kakashi Hatake x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for simptember, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for simptember and if you want to see a character please let me know...

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

Summary: you make your boyfriend pay attention to you instead of his book.

Word count: 770

CW: NSFW and adult content, nipple play, fingering/anal fingering, handjob, riding, doggy style, unprotected sex and anal.

You plopped down on the couch next to your partner, who had most likely made it home just before you and was now sitting, reading his book, you looked down at the page he was on and smiled, it was a spicy scene where a woman had climbed her way on top of the main character and was putting on a show for him. “That’s rather raunchy” you chuckle and Kakashi hummed in agreement, though you had the feeling he wasn’t actually listening to you, “I’m going to shower, I’ll be back soon dear” you leant up and kissed his cheek before leaving the living room.

You stepped out of the shower the watched your reflection, you looked down at your breasts and rubbed your fingers over your nipples until they became perky, you continued to examine your body and wondered why your boyfriend would take such pleasure in the book over you, were you not attracted enough, or maybe not interested enough, or wild enough, you wrapped your towel around you and walked out into the living room, moving towards the couch you looked back down at kakashi’s book, he was now on a page where the two were making love, the woman was on the man still while she touched and toyed with her body, “I’m done” you smile and Kakashi hums, you walk around the couch and drop your towel before pushing the book down, signing for him to look up at you.

As Kakashi’s eyes looked up he scanned your body, “how long have you been there?” He asked staring at your breasts, you pull the book from his hand and place it down on the arm of the chair, you than reach for kakashi’s pants and undo them, pulling out his semi hard member. You pump Kakashi a few times while you reach your free hand down to rub your clit, you moan and squeeze your boyfriend’s tip causing him to groan and throw his head back, you take this chance to climb onto his lap and lower yourself onto his member, slipping it inside you with ease.

“Please take it deep in, it’s not enough” Kakashi groaned as he held your hip, you had yet to sink all the way down onto his cock and was only warming his tip for now, “no actually I don’t think I will” you smiled and grabbed his book, you began reading the page he was last on, the woman was bouncing up and down on the man, you chuckled at a certain line before placing the book back down and lowering yourself completely, Kakashi grip on your hips tightened and he moaned loudly, “aww… it’s not too tight, is it?” You breathlessly chuckled and Kakashi laughed before grabbing your ass, “I’d almost say you like that book more then I do” he smiled and you began bouncing on him, “hmm, not really but it has some good ideas for me to try on you” you winked and grabbed the edge of his mask and pulled it down, you kissed him, invading his space entirely, you felt kakashi’s hands spread your ass cheeks before you felt a finger rubbing over your tightly puckered hole, you moaned and moved hand back down again to occupy your clit as you tried to relax. Kakashi’s finger began to slip inside you slowly, before long though he had begun to pump two fingers quickly in and out of your ass, as you ground yourself on him, “I’m gotta cum” you moaned and began bouncing again, you moaned loudly and your body stopped moving as you came, you than felt Kakashi lift you off him and place you bent over the arm of the couch, before spreading your cheeks again and spitting a large amount of saliva on you loosened hole, “you clearly missed the part explaining which hole she took him in” he chuckled as he sunk into your behind, you whined and grabbed the arm of the couch for dear life, “Kakashi it’s too much” you moaned however your boyfriend only continued trusting in you taking your hole for himself, “you’re right, it is too much… I might cum at any moment, it’s too damn good” he chuckled and pulled you back by the hips, while thrusting roughly forward.

Kakashi moaned and his thrusts became erratic, he grabbed your shoulders and leaned into you, as his body shuddered and a hot sensation filled you, pulling away Kakashi hummed and sat back, he watched at his cum leaked from your hole and down over your cunt, “how pretty… let me pay you more attention”.

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[kakashiislut]

I’m Sorry: Kakashi Hatake.

Fem reader

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“I’m sorry…”

They weren’t just words; they were a verdict, a sentence, a truth you hadn’t wanted to hear.

You heard them again, echoing in the hollow of your mind. No distractions could drown it out—not music, not sleep, not the rain outside that filled the silence in your room.

“I always saw you as a friend.”

Friend. The word cut deeper than you’d expected, sinking its claws into your thoughts. A week had passed since that moment, but the ache hadn’t faded. It kept you in bed, curled up beneath your sheets like they could shield you from the rawness of reality.

“I’m sorry if I made it seem like I liked you…”

The memory of your response haunted you as much as his words. You’d laughed, a brittle sound that barely held itself together, your fingers clutching the bouquet you’d bought with such hopeful care.

“Oh my god, you are so silly, Kakashi Hatake.”

Your voice had trembled, but you’d forced it into a teasing lilt, tilting your head just enough to look convincing.

“I don’t mean I love you like that… It’s just ‘cause you’re such a good friend. I want to appreciate you.”

You lied to save face. And worse, he knew it.

Kakashi had smiled then, that same crinkling of his eye you adored. He’d laughed, loud and warm, like it hadn’t just gutted you to play off your feelings as nothing.

“I’m so sorry, that’s so embarrassing… Thank you. How did you know I liked orchids?”

You’d shrugged, offering a smile that didn’t reach your eyes. “Lucky guess.” The truth was, you’d noticed the way he lingered near them once, how his gaze softened like they carried a memory you’d never know.

Now, you were here, buried in your bed as the storm raged outside. The rain pelted your window, the rhythm both soothing and harsh, its sporadic bursts of thunder jolting you out of your thoughts.

But even the storm couldn’t wash away the memories.

“Run!” His voice had been filled with laughter that day, a rare, carefree moment that echoed in your heart. You’d chased after him through the downpour, both of you soaked to the bone.“Kakashi fucking Hatake!” you’d shouted between bursts of laughter. “You said it wasn’t gonna rain!” He’d chuckled, sheepishly scratching at his mask. “Forgive me…”

And you had. You always did. Even now, as the pain lingered, you couldn’t bring yourself to resent him.

If you hurt me, I’d blame myself.

The storm blurred the line between the past and the present.

You remembered the warmth of the ramen stand, the way Kakashi had waved so casually to Teuchi as though nothing in the world could touch him. He’d ordered for you, remembering your preferences without hesitation.

“Two miso, please—extra tofu for the lady.”

His words had made you feel seen, cared for. But then there was the teasing.

“Oh my… your mascara…”

He’d reached across, cupping your face with both hands, his thumb smudging the mess even further. His touch had been warm, his tone light, but the way he focused on you made your chest ache.

“You look like… a trash panda,” he’d muttered, more to himself than to you, earning a small, wounded whine from your lips.

“You’re mean.” Your voice had been muffled by his firm hold.

“Ahh… you love me.” He’d said it so flippantly, his words dripping with playful confidence.

And the truth was, you did.

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The sound of a Mourning Dove’s coo pulled you from your haze. It was soft, almost mournful, and it brought a sense of calm that you hadn’t felt in days. Slowly, you opened your eyes, letting the morning light seep into your room.

The dove perched on your windowsill, its presence delicate and unassuming. It reminded you of simpler times—scraped knees on summer pavement, chasing after fleeting happiness.

You rose from your bed, moving carefully toward the bird, not wanting to startle it. It cooed again, louder this time, before taking off into the rain-soaked branches of the tree outside.

Watching it settle among the leaves, a small, tentative smile touched your lips. For the first time in days, you felt a flicker of hope.

“Everything’s gonna be alright.”

[wito-chan-bla-bla]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Naruto (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Hatake Kakashi/Reader Characters: Kakashi Hatake, Uzumaki Naruto, Original Characters, Sukea (Naruto) Additional Tags: Isekai, Romance, Fluff, Eventual Romance, fem!reader - Freeform, x Reader, Fluff and Humor, Love Confessions Summary:

You've always loved Kakashi Hatake. Once upon a time, he was the reason why you started drawing! And when you were reborn in his world... you just wanted to draw him from any physically possible angle.

And everything would be fine if all your "fangirl`s drawings" hadn't been seen by Kakashi... who disguised himself as a Sukea and unwittingly forced you to confess your love for your most beloved character.

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@f8tann

Um... human, can you hear me? I hope so. And I also hope that you will like my work... yes...

*awkwardly crawl away towards the bushes*