#Nagato x reader

[azurelyy]

Hi congratulations on 100😍

my request is specifically for the event.

18+ 4 smut for Nagato uzumaki with f!reader.

If I can't ask for 2 num, please do 18

Thank you♡

Hi, lovely! Thank you so much for the request. This is my first Nagato piece and I am really hoping I was able to portray him well and that you enjoy!

Nagato is 20; reader is 22.

🍋  Prompt 18 & 4: "Where'd you learn to kiss like that?" and "You must forgive my lips, they find pleasure in the most unusual of places."

Warnings: NSFW, oral (m!receiving), fingering, virgin!Nagato

Word Count: 3.3k

Steady heartbeats and the songs of the morning birds echoed throughout the secluded cave like a beautiful xylophone as Nagato held you within his warm embrace. The two of you had been caressing and touching each other all morning since Yahiko and Konan left just a little over an hour ago. Your relationship was still a secret from your friends, mainly for Nagato’s sake - you desperately wanted to tell Konan, if only for advice on how to navigate the rocky waters of a new relationship - but you were happy to do it for him, all things considered.

It was a little over a year ago now when you first met the gang. You had been searching for scraps in a garbage can in the city when the overly friendly Yahiko approached you with a heel of bread and a grin.

“Here,” he said, “You can have mine.”

“Yahiko!” Nagato protested, coming forward from the shadows. “You need to eat.”

Yahiko laughed and shook his head. “Nah, I’m good. Really.” He closed your fingers over the bread and smiled down at you with a wink. 

You watched the three of them turn to walk away as your stomach rumbled angrily, tears welling in your eyes. It had been a long time since someone had shown you kindness, even longer since a stranger did, and now here were three of them doing just that. You ran forward, trying to call out to them but your voice was barely above a whisper from the desert dryness of dehydration. Nagato turned around, his face soft but his eyes weary. You gulped and stopped dead in your tracks, mesmerized by his striking stormlike eyes and dazzling red hair.

“I-” You paused, gulping down your fear. “I can get my own. Thank you, but I can’t take this.” You pushed the bread forward to Nagato and bowed your head, shame lacing its way up your spine. Did you truly look that starved? It had been awhile since you’d seen yourself in a mirror, yes, but you didn’t think things had changed that much.

“Yahiko is right,” Nagato said. “Please, take it.” 

It was a few days after that when you ran into Nagato again, only this time it wasn’t nearly as happy of a meeting. He saved you from a rogue nin who was trying to rob you - why he targeted you was unclear; it was evident that you had no money, but these were desperate times - the last thing you saw before your mind went black was a blur of energy. You awoke in an inn, surrounded by the group. You scrambled up, noticing your right side had been poorly bandaged, and Nagato’s gentle hand gripped onto your shoulder. You met his sad eyes and he smiled at you before helping you lay back down.

“Rest here with us,” he whispered. “We’ll help you.”

The three of you formed a strong friendship after that and the idea of you not sticking around with them was never once brought up, despite your lack of ninjutsu. It was obvious they had accepted you as part of the pack, and your heart soared with happiness and an ethereal radiance from then on.

“You look so pretty when the sun kisses your body,” Nagato murmured against your shoulder, his head resting in the crook of your neck. You kissed his crimson hair and continued tracing his slender hips with your index finger, humming contently as you leaned into him. “My dear.. Do you mind if I kiss you?”

Your heart skipped several beats as the cave air suddenly became more chilled than before; the warm pile of blankets beneath you suddenly uncomfortably hot. Nagato pulled his head back to give you a quizzical look as he brought your hand between your bodies to give it a chaste kiss. The two of you had kissed before - very briefly, and only a few times - but your pounding heart made you weary about your own self-control. Would you be able to kiss him gently when his hands were caressing into the dip of your hips; his soft hair tickling your shoulders; his kind mouth loving you fully?

“Nagato,” you said shakily, “Are you certain? We don’t have to. I’m happy to just snuggle.”

He gave you a blank expression as he drew lazy patterns against your back with his index finger. Hazy hurricane pools of purple watched you intently, drowning you in an endless lavender lake. “I’m sorry,” his voice was soft. “We don’t have to.”

“No!” Nagato gave you a small smirk as your voice squeaked. “I-I would like that.”

Electricity coursed in the air around your bodies as Nagato pulled you forward, his hand against the small of your back as he brought the other to caress your cheek, goosebumps rising on every part of you that he touched. He rested his forehead on yours, his cool breath tingling your skin as his nose brushed down your own. “You’re sure?” He asked.

Time stood still as you nestled closer to him, feeling his heart racing beneath your palm as you pressed it to his slender chest. “Y-Yes.”

His lips enveloped yours, warmth spreading down your neck and straight to your stomach. Every inch of you felt as though it were bursting in flames as he tilted his head to the side and kissed you with the force of the ocean; a powerful current pulling you deeper to the dark depths. You moaned into his mouth as you gripped onto his shirt, desperate to pull him closer to you despite the lack of space between your bodies. He hummed as he ran his tongue along your lower lip and you gasped, allowing him to suck your tongue between his lips.

You pulled back, breathless and hazy. Nagato’s body was gently trembling and you gave him a soft smile as you ran a shaky hand down his slim stomach. He kissed your cheek, then the side of your mouth, slowly trailing his mouth to your earlobe as you shivered.

He pulled back gently and looked at you with stormy eyes. “I’m sorry,” Nagato readjusted himself so you were cradled to him like a child, your face nestling against his chest as he rested his chin on the top of your head and wrapped a leg over yours. “I didn’t mean for it to be too much.”

“It’s not that,” you allowed your hand to roam to his arousal, feeling the stiffness through his pants and causing heat to pool between your legs, “It’s just… where’d you learn to kiss like that?”

Nagato chuckled, his warm breath tickling the top of your head as you felt his body stiffen and you grabbed onto his clothed cock. You couldn’t help it. The two of you had been keeping things very minimal these past few weeks, but his newfound confidence and that kiss sent pops of electricity to your brain that you could no longer ignore. You craved him like a drug.

Your movements were slow as you languidly pumped along his length through his pants, placing gentle kisses along his collarbones and listening to the sound of his gentle moans. Nagato’s hands roamed between your bodies, slender fingers swiping over your perky nipples through your t-shirt. The air in your lungs rushed out of you as you sucked his pale skin between your teeth and whimpered, thankful you hadn’t yet put on a bra as his deft fingers prodded at your puffy peaks. The cave filled with lewd sounds; the melodic drips of water tingling your brain as you thought about how wet you were, how easily his dick would slick into your walls as he thrust deeper into you. 

“I’m a virgin, not a prude.” Nagato joked as you continued writhing around, tracing your thumb across his tip and wishing to feel his sweet precum seep between your fingers. “Besides,” his voice was dripping with desire, nearly unrecognizable to you as he pinched your cloth-shielded nipples with his thumb and forefinger. “You must forgive my lips, for they find pleasure in the most unusual of places.”

You whined - actually whined - and jerked your hips in a sharp, uncontrolled movement. His arousal caught your clit and for a moment, you forgot where you were as you cried out nonsense. Nagato allowed his fingers to circle around your nipples as he followed your movements and gyrated his hips towards you, biting down on his lower lip at the contact. He could feel warmth spreading throughout his stomach as the two of you continued grinding against each other to a nonexistent beat; a clumsy rhythm that still left you gasping for air.

Trembling hands moved their way down your body, across your stomach, inching closer and closer to your pants. The world around you became blurry and dreamlike as Nagato’s finger worked itself to wrap under your waistline, tickling the tiny hairs of your pubes as he murmured something about wanting to touch you.

Never before had he experienced this rush of emotion. He watched the way your body reacted under his touch; pleading yet soft, desperate yet powerful. It caused his soul to erupt into a burst of desire. Nagato felt liquid seeping into his boxers, the wet fabric uncomfortably becoming ever more tight as your small hand worked along his arousal. He wanted you, but he didn’t know what he should do next. The fear of making the wrong decision overwhelmed him, so he relied on his instincts and bucked his hips towards you again, a thin sheen of sweat coating your forehead at his movement.

“Nagato,” you whispered, your voice scratchy. “W-We’ll get caught. Yahiko and Konan, they’re-”

“Gone for the morning,” Nagato stated, his voice uncharacteristically commanding. “Per my request.” His finger gently tugged down the waistband of your pants as you shuffled, arching your hips up to help him gain more leverage. Nagato’s breath caught in the back of his throat as you rolled your body onto his, kissing down his jaw to his neck as your hips arched into his, your hand still gently stroking along his length.

“Let me touch you,” you breathed, slowly unzipping his pants. His body froze as you pulled out his cock, seeing the way his pink tip curved slightly to the left for the first time, examining the way it bounced against his stomach as it sprung free. Every inch of your body jolted as Nagato moaned, a sound so sweet to your ears you felt every part of your body shiver. His eyes were wild with an emotion you had never seen on his face; his bottom lip sucked between his teeth. 

Lissome hands tugged your pants and panties down, forcing you to adjust your hips to catch your clit against his erection one more time as you kicked the clothes away. It burned deep into your core, igniting red hot flames within your chest as you pulled your shirt off, unable to handle the skinless contact for a moment more.

Nagato followed your lead and removed his shirt, exposing his slender and pale chest fully. The sunlight shining in through the cave entrance glistened off his toned muscles, enveloping him in an ethereal glow as you wildly helped him remove his pants. His entire body was taut as he traced circles over your hard nipples, carefully but intently, his eyes firmly fixed on your soaked pussy.

“How long were you planning this?” You asked, enjoying the way his hands felt on your chest. Nagato cleared his throat as he slid a hand down the length of your stomach and circled across your swollen folds, slick juices trailing behind his finger. 

“A-A little while.” He admitted shyly, his face growing red as a rose. Your brain went blank as he slipped the tip of his finger inside you and hovered under the hood of your clit, grazing against your swollen nub. “Wow, you feel…”

The sound of your shrill whimper made him stop. He, admittedly, hadn’t done much research about what comes next - he wanted to, he really did, but his lack of money prevented him from doing much more than observing what other couples did while they were out in public together - and Yahiko was hardly any help at all, either. He told him about the basics, where to touch you and where to put his mouth on you, but other than that, he simply said to “just go with the flow” and right now, the flow was telling Nagato to thrust into you like a wild animal. Based on your rippling body and breathless pleas, though, he was starting to doubt if he was doing any of this correctly. Had he hurt you? Oh, no.

“My dear,” Nagato said softly, pulling his finger from your dripping heat and gripping his hands onto your thighs, rubbing soothing circles into your flesh with his thumbs, “Did that hurt? I’m sorry. I-I should have asked first, but-”

Your sweet lips silenced him, pressing firmly to his own as your tongue writhed its way into his mouth and traced his teeth, soft groans of pleasure encouraging him through his worries. Nagato’s nails dug into the plump flesh of your thighs and you rolled your hips over him, desperate for any and all contact. You moved your hand to grip onto his girth and slowly kissed your way down his neck, across his chest, down his slender stomach, and hovered just above his rosy head.

“Do you trust me?” You whispered, slowly wrapping your hand around his length and swiping your finger across the slit of his tip. Even just his head felt delectable, pearlescent precum dribbling down your fingers and to his red curls of hair. You hummed, pumping with more pressure, watching as Nagato’s head fell back instinctively. 

“Y-yes,” he breathed. “Of course I do.”

“Then just relax.” You wrapped your mouth around him, moaning against it as you sucked the head of his cock. Nagato jerked his hips up, gagging you harshly. You pulled back but continued pumping at him while his apologies slowly dissipated into low grunts of pleasure, his legs trembling. You used your free hand to place his hand on the top of your head as you sealed your mouth over his cock again, this time throating him deeper, your thumb tracing along the thick vein on the side of him as you felt more clear liquid slink onto your tongue.

A laugh broke out of him and tumbled into a low groan as you swirled your tongue in a lazy circle around his head. You hit a point under his slit that caused Nagato’s hand to grip more tightly onto your head, pushing you down enthusiastically. You pressed the flat of your tongue to that spot again and stars formed in his vision as his cock throbbed against your hand. He had a slight tang to him; a light saltiness that flowed down your throat almost too quickly for you to notice before it was gone.

“If you don’t stop-” Nagato panted, “I-I think I might…”

You pulled your mouth off his cock just to hear him whine and very deliberately ran your tongue from the pad of your index finger to your thumb and back. Nagato watched you, unblinking and laser focussed onto your tongue like it was the next messiah, his hand clenched into a fist on top of your head. With your slick fingers, you circled the tip of his cock slowly, watching as Nagato’s eyes stormed with a burning desire laced with curiosity. You felt almost bad, teasing him like this, knowing he had no way of articulating what he wanted or needed from you; he was totally at your mercy.

And merciful you were. “You know,” you hummed, placing a kiss to his head as more precum slipped out, catching on your already glistening lips. “It’s okay to finish in my mouth. I want you to.”

You wrapped your mouth around him again, this time intent on tasting all of him. Nothing even resembling words came out of Nagato; just half-formed syllables and groans that fell off into silence. You let your tongue play over his tip, over his slit, over every curve and ridge of him. He thrust into you, starting to learn where he wanted you to be, and hot tears welled in your eyes as you took all of him happily, allowing him to hit against the back of your throat. It didn’t matter that you couldn’t breathe easily, or that he held your head down with confidence and allowed you to choke on him, at all. What mattered was that Nagato was nothing more than a puddle of sensation and need.

Just like you.

You moved your hand from him and circled over your clit, allowing yourself to give into the temptation of needing something, anything, to touch your most sensitive area. You groaned against his cock, sending deep shivers from his crotch to his chest. You were so wet just from blowing him as you moved your fingers down your cunt and slipped easily between your walls, curving upwards to your sweet spot.

White noise surrounded you as Nagato babbled something; words that were barely distinguishable amongst the shrill squeal. Endearments or curses, you had no idea - and after a few seconds of trying to catch your breath as Nagato continued fucking into your mouth, you didn’t care.

The sounds that echoed around the cave walls were filthy; wet slurping, your moans around him as you brought your thumb to gently wiggle your protruding clit from side to side, your gasps when you managed to breathe. You couldn’t swallow, your chin and neck were slick with the mixture of your combined fluids - and you were hot, so hot you could barely think. In that moment, a single thought enveloped the both of you: that you had all of him, and he had all of you.

That shared thought was the tipping point. Nagato’s voice broke open an instant before his thrusts stuttered, a deep rumble that you had never heard him make as the air between you shivered. His hands gripped your hair hard enough to hurt before they fell away. You felt the first pulse at the base of his cock and sucked harder, pushing down until you’d swallowed him as far as you could.

The burst of hot fluid hit the back of your throat, tangy and thick - and so much more than you anticipated. You choked and pulled back, careful of your teeth, just in time for the next rush to hit against your chest. A white-hot sheet of pleasure rushed away any thoughts from your head as he kept coming - you were a mess: a sweaty, flushed, half-delirious mess. You grinned down at him as Nagato’s breathing returned to normal and he looked at you with a bemused expression.

“A-Are you alright? That was…” His cheeks flushed pink and he averted his eyes from you, glancing at your hand that had stopped working at your clit in the mix of the chaos of his come. “Do you need… assistance?”

You gave him a wicked grin as you nuzzled into his chest, sticky mess be damned, and kissed his collarbone. “In a minute,” you whispered as he wrapped his arms around you. “For now, let’s just sit in the afterglow.”

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[shalscumbunny]

Warnings: Non-con, dub-con, female reader, vaginal sex

His eyes are shining with happiness, his body is shaking and trembling, yet…

He's happy~

The tip of his cock hit exactly where it should and for the first time… you came on his cock.

That means… you like it? You like what you are doing! You're enjoying it even as you tearfully beg for him to stop!

He took your tearful face in his hands, caressing your cheeks sweetly with the tips of his fingers.

He's just desperate for your love, needy for your acceptance and now that he's deeply inserted inside you while your teary eyes are clouded with pleasure, he can't help but feel like he's in heaven… you're his heaven, his glory, his everything.

"You look… so beautiful when you cum…" He gasps, kissing your cheeks softly and wetly.

You whimper when he lets go of your face and his fingers aggressively dig into your hips.

It was really just a matter of seconds before he resumed his thrusts on that sweet, rubbery spot making you see stars.

"I love you… fuck… I love you so much" He whimpers, nibbling on your earlobe "You don't need anyone else, I promise you'll only need me… I'll make you feel so good…!"

HxH: KURAPIKA, Shalnark

LADS: Caleb

BNHA: Shigaraki Tomura

Genshin Impact: Xiao, Tartaglia, Ororom

Naruto: OBITO UCHIHA, Nagato

SNK: Porco Galliard, Zeke Jaeger

[pxstelmxsings]

Would they burn the world down for you? No, because burning the world isn't good enough. They would hunt high and low to find a way to rewrite the whole universe for you. It doesn't matter what hell they will face.

Nothing compares to the hurt they see in your eyes. That hurt you so desperately attempt to hide behind your brilliant smile. The pain masked with your laugh so sweet it is like a drug to them.

There is no question in their mind; You deserve everything a perfect universe would give you. Every single twikle in the night sky to every spike of dirt will be redesigned for you and you alone.

Nothing will ever be able to hurt you ever again.

♡ Asura, Nagato, Greed, Chuuya, Sukuna, Dabi, Shigaraki

[ziinesso]

"The nicest thing I’ve been told?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"I don't remember."

"Come on C/N, there must be something."

"Well, there is something."

"Tell me then."

"You… You are a kind person."

"Really?"

"Yes. You are a kind person. That’s it."

"But... why?"

"Because no one had ever told me. That's why. No one had ever spoken such nice… such sweet words to me. And her eyes were so pure, so certain. I couldn't help but believe her. I couldn't doubt them. Her eyes, her words. They were filled with affection. And all of it was meant for me."

"Who was it?"

"Y/N, my wife."

- gaara, madara, nagato (nt) ; levi (aot) ; katakuri (op) ; sanzu (tr)

[immoralimmortals]

ok so what if, hear me out Takara was pregnant (gasp) nah like I want to hear your thoughts on this

So all cards on the table...miracle of life, wonderful, wonderful thing... Yeah, I know all that. But all the same, pregnancy to me is largely a form of body horror. A lot of this is going to be on the fly since it's not my cup of tea. So putting that aside and trying to make the subject warm and romantic, here are some thoughts on what it'd be like if Takara was pregnant:

You KNOW they dote on her. Absolute kings. There isn't a day that passes where ten separate Akatsuki members come up to her, if not multiple times, to make sure she's okay.

Itachi swears she's radiant, glowing like she's holy. You've heard this all before in other headcanons on this site-- he's over the moon with love. Glued to her side, yet somehow not overbearing. 10/10, I'd let this man be with me during my morning sickness. Takara will want for nothing. Probably becomes the most overtly sweet and romantic in al the time they've known each other, gently stroking her skin and kissing her head. When it comes to the point where she's "showing", he's quick to tell Kisame to do tasks for Takara whenever she's about to do something, and he has to be reminded she's not useless and it's good for both her and the pregnancy to continue being active.

You thought Kisame was awkward and cautious *before*? He's at the point where every single little touch, regardless how small or where it is on her body, is so, so purposeful. Nothing he does is haphazard. He will clear paths for her if necessary. He's her knight, her guardian, placing himself between her and the rest of the world. Definitely at one point rests his head on her belly and cries. He's very quick to answer to Itachi's orders and further enables inactivity. It is a lot easier to use his body to interact with other things than it is to use it to directly touch her; he's up for anything. He'll mow down a mountain just so she could go for a walk without having an incline. He will walk to town to buy her flowers every single day.

Hidan gets...quieter around her, especially as the pregnancy begins to show. He's more observant than before. Still gets into his usual attitudes if he doesn't understand or see something coming ("What? You seemed FINE a second ago! What do you MEAN you're gonna throw up!")...but he's certainly taking all this in. What does it mean to Jashin if someone brings forth life instead of takes it? He holds his prayer beads and feels the sigil between his fingers, only shutting his eyes to pray once she is surely asleep. He'll wonder a lot, eventually out loud, what the baby is going to be like, who they'll grow up to be, what it'll be like to have one around. He won't say it, but he's nervous as hell for that part. It's a whole new human being.

Kakuzu is so fucking stressed. This man is the closest in the group to being a normal-ass man with a normal-ass job and goal. He is trying to coordinate enough income for eleven fucking people to live at least somewhat comfortably. You're going to add a BABY? Good lord he might break. That being said, he's a worrywort that's always a little bit on edge. If someone is fucking around with her or the pregnancy too much, he will actually hit you. ...But not until he took you outside, she doesn't need to see it and stress herself or the baby. He is also especially concerned about accidentally being too rough. She'd have to convince him to touch her or sit next to her. Once she does? He finally relaxes, and he's in heaven. There's a whole world that fits right in his arms. He has a second chance not just with her but this child to have a life worth living.

Deidara is the most to treat her like...a normal human being undergoing a body change? I'm not saying he's uncaring, more like he's the best at not losing his fucking mind. Most willing to just hang out and not make it weird, let her do things on her own. Other people-- no, literally everyone else-- will see her reaching up in the kitchen cabinet for a mug and will scold him for not jumping to do it for her. He argues otherwise-- and it makes sense-- so therefore the other person gets pissed off. He tells Takara to be grateful for what he does for her independence, and she genuinely is, rewarding him with a kiss on the cheek that makes him bright red. It makes him stutter and try to move on so things are normal again. I think like Hidan-- even more so actually-- he's very curious about what it'll be like once the baby is around. It's fun to see her change little by little, day by day, too.

Sasori doesn't like change. That's kind of his whole bit. He isn't looking forward to the noise, the filth, the troubles of a baby and then later another growing person. So the pregnancy is kind of a precursor for that. Once it's clear that yes, this baby is coming, he has to make peace with it. He's the one that's most attentive about her physical health and body. He'll notice any change in color of her skin-- reddening or paling-- catch on to ANY morning sickness before she even says a word. She'd have to remind him that regardless of if the stretch marks stay, they're a part of her right now, and with that explanation he begrudgingly appreciates them. He eventually becomes entranced by the idea of teaching the child what he knows.

Konan is...wistful, I think, as well as in awe. She's kind of like Itachi in that she's very present, very gentle. But Takara being pregnant gives her a lot of...thought. Surely when she was born-- when Nagato and Yahiko were born-- their parents, too, had the best intentions in the world. A piece of her is afraid. The best laid plans can still fall into ruin, the intentions of being good parents and giving a happy life certainly did not happen to her and her friends. That being said, she finds comfort in being a pragmatic planner. She's the one that gets a routine for Takara both prenatal and then postnatal, the one that strategized how the baby is going to be educated, what kind of food they need, etc. So if nothing else-- if anything and everything goes wrong-- they at least have a plan to follow even if they panic. She also, like Itachi, finds her radiant in this time. I can see her sitting with Takara and holding her hand for hours on end, just finding peace in how much she loves her right now.

Nagato picks up where Konan leaves off on the whole planning thing. She is not to be alone at any time. She wants to go for a walk? Kisame, walk ten paces ahead, Kakuzu, ten paces behind, Deidara, go up in the trees. If she so much as scrapes her knee, there will be consequences. This will NOT be fucked up. He won't say it, but he loves her even more right now than he ever thought he could. He thinks that despite all her flaws-- any human has flaws, of course-- Takara will be the best mother to grace this universe or any other.

"Tobi" is so, so excited. While Konan is sitting next to her, he's on the floor, wrapping around Takara's legs, talking endlessly about how much fun the baby is going to be. He's also excessively careful and protective, which is in earnest at heart but also being played up so no one second guesses he's an idiot. He will throw away a cup of tea if he deems it too hot for her to drink, uncaring if it hits and spills on someone else. In private...he's quieter. I can see him putting on her socks for her as she has trouble bending, and he does it nearly reverently, looking up at her through that mask with a gaze she can feel as adoring. Obito is feeling every emotion possible. He's afraid, he's overjoyed, he's shaken, he's happy. This situation is the culmination of everything he's come to want while Takara has been here. He looks at her carrying this baby like she's Mary, mother of Jesus.

Zetsu is the funniest one. He doesn't get it. Like he DOES-- there'd be a joke where he'd say he doesn't get it and Tobi begins to explain where babies came from and Zetsu would yell at him to shut up-- but he doesn't get it. He's like me, the author, in the sense that like...if you really want to experience parenthood...why are you making a whole new baby? There are so many babies out there who NEED a parent. And you're going to fill up that slot? Humans are really genuinely so selfish, what the hell. That aside, he's at least mindful of her, in a physical and medical sense. He asks her questions, in the rare moments she is alone, and he genuinely listens and tries to engage. I think he would, finally, in at least a little way "get it" when Takara invites him to put an ear to her stomach and listen.

Everyone is excited to see who the father is, regardless of how much they say it does or doesn't matter.

[13as07]

Object #9

(Akatsuki Smut)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to リカ*Skeb受付一時停止]

Requested by: Anonymous

Word Count: 3,519

(This one is short compared to the rest. Idk what happened)

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Characters Include: Itachi, Kakuzu, Pain/Nagato

Name Calling: Kitten, Kitty, Penny, Bitch, Whore

Oral (Female Receiving)

Fingering (Female and Male Receiving)

Overstimulation

Choking/Hair Pulling

Death Threat

Creampie

Cock-warming

Titty Fondling

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     My sentence is cut off by the flapping of inked wings, long talons settling on the page of my book, a beak pressed into my cheek, and a dark glowing eye looking into my soul. "Hello there," I mutter, pulling away from the bird. "Is your master nearby?" I ask the pointless question; of course, Itachi is nearby. If he wasn't, his crow wouldn't be perched on me.

     The bird lets out a soft caw, half-stepping to press itself against my cheek again. "You're a weird thing aren't you?" I coo back, sliding a finger over its head, being gentle not to tug on its feathers. The bird shifts, making my finger run down its back.

     "Shoo," Itachi's monotoned voice suddenly butts in, his hands fluttering around. The crow caws back at its master but does start flapping its wings. "Sorry, he's a little...." Itachi blinks slowly, the both of us watching his bird vanish from the room.

     "A little what?"

     "A little bit of a horny bastard," Itachi grumbles, turning his attention toward me.

     "What?" I ask, more than a little bit confused. How does the bird wanting me to rub his back translate to him being a horny bastard?

     "Birds get aroused when they're pet anywhere but their heads and beaks. He's notorious for fooling people into... enough about my bird," Tach grumbles again, reaching down to delicately wrap my wrist with his fingers. "You should join me on a walk," he adds, using his hold to lead me to my feet.

     "Any destination in mind?" I ask, falling into step next to him.

     "My bedroom," he mumbles, impatiently tugging me forward. "I am finished with my mission for the day and wish to destress."

"Alright," I hum, curling into the masochist's side. I'm ushered into his room and quickly settled on his bed as Itachi sinks to his knees. "What are you doing?" I ask, toying with his headband before pulling it off.

"I told you I want to destress," he mutters, his long thin fingers sliding over my thighs, gently pushing my skirt up my legs. "Now, lay back so I can relax," Itachi murmurs, his hands snack up to my waist, slowly pushing me onto my back.

My back collides with the mattress for what feels like the hundredth time today. He slides upward as his hands slide down, rubbing my thighs as his nose nuzzles my legs apart. Feathery kisses are layered across my skin, making my pussy tremble before I'm even touched. Soon, his tongue slides out layering the kisses that previously decorated me. "You're teasing," I breathe out, my hands searching for the elastic holding half of his hair in place.

"I am not. I am relaxing," Itachi mutters, sliding further up. His hands land on my hip bones, starting to massage them as his tongue trails over my pussy lips, making me tingle even more. "Don't you want to help me relax, Kitten?"

"Of course I do, Tachi," I murmur, my hips jerking forward.

He softly chuckles, pushing my hips back down on the mattress. "So eager for my tongue, aren't you? A pretty kitty that wants me to make her pussy purr," Itachi teases, finally giving me what I want. His tongue slithers out, instantly finding my clit, rubbing flat, slow circles against it.

Steadily the circles gain speed, the pressure of his tongue increasing too. It doesn't take long until a hand falls away from my hip, a single finger poking at my hole. Why is Itachi always such a tease? Because he likes my whines and my squirming. Because he likes shoving my hips against the bed to keep me still.

Itachi's movements stay slow, inching his finger into me before curling it against my walls. Courtesy of the shiny glow of his activated sharingans, it doesn't take the boy long to find my g-spot. A satisfied hum comes from him when my body jerks in response to his finger brushing it. "It is always so relaxing to see you quiver under me."

     "Of course it is," I hiss, my thighs squeezing his cheeks, making them chub out as he stares up at me. "You're a... a behavior expert dumb... dumbie. Stupid sharingan user."

     He slides another finger into me, aiding my building orgasm. "Oh kitten, don't be mad at me. Especially when I pull reactions out of you doing something nice. I could get reactions out of you a lot worse ways," Itachi mutters, before switching his action on my clit. His lips wrap around it, softly sucking as he slides a third finger into my pussy, stretching me out even more and adding more pressure to the leg-shaking spot.

     "Itachi," I whine, squeezing tighter in hopes it'll stop the uncontrollable movements of my muscles.

     "Kitten," he hums before sucking on me again, his tongue sliding out to swirl over my clit as he sucks on it.

     "Dear Lord," I wail, my back arching in response to the sparks slithering through my body and the cum spilling out from my orgasm.

     "Ah," Itachi hums again, quite content with himself. He pulls back a bit, less pressed up against me but his tongue still swirling through me, licking up the mess he caused. "My favorite way to relax."

     "Hey, hey, hey," I whine, trying to push his head away. "I'm sensitive. Knock it off."

     "Just one more," Itachi murmurs, pushing my hand away before focusing on my cunt again. His lashing at my clit makes me shift more than before. My hips thrust like crazy, thighs slamming against his head, and pussy clenching around his tongue he slithered into me. "So antsy, Kitten. Calm yourself," he says, a soft smile on his face as he pins my hips down again.

"Easy for you to say," I huff, squeezing his head again when his nose bumps against my clit. "Damnit," I moan, arching again when Itachi's tongue finds the lovely little spot he likes to abuse. He does just that, adding pressure to and sliding over it, his nose routinely rubbing against my clit as he bobs his head. "Fuck you, Itachi," I wail, my orgasm making me arch enough that my shoulder blades pick up off the bed.

"So delightful," he hums, pulling away long enough to suck in a breath. Itachi dives right back in, tongue swirling around to clean me off again.

"Okay, okay. That's enough," I whine, attempting to push his head away again. This time his head does pick up, coated in my juices enough that it's dripping down his face, trailing across his neck. "Do... do you want head now?" I ask, relaxing on the bed for a breath.

"No, I'm fine here," he mutters, head dropping again.

"What the hell, Itachi," I yelp, my legs locking around him and my hips bucking as his tongue eagerly slides against my clit again.

His head snaps up, and a soft glare shoots at me as he shoves me back into position. "I told you to calm yourself. If you can't find a way to stay in place, I'll find a way to keep you in place." My head lulls against the bed, my fingers clinging to the roots of his hair. I need to find Itachi a better way to decompress.

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     The cold demeanor of Kakuzu enters Nagato's office before he does, sending shivers down my spine. I was so happy that he had a mission today and was hoping Pain would swoop me into his self-centered constant need for attention before Zu had the chance to catch me in his grasp. Sadly, that isn't happening.

"Penny," he calls, turning the cold trickle of fearful anticipation into sharp icicles whittling at my spinal cord. "I have had a very bad day." And I'm about to have a very bad evening. "Come here."

"Yes sir," I whisper, standing up from the fluffy office chair I was seated in, reading my book and eagerly waiting for Nagato's return. At least I know he's back and that I'll get to see him after Kakuzu gets his needs fulfilled.

I slowly sulk over to the assassin, his hand instantly wrapping around my throat once I'm within reach. "Sit on your knees and don't act like a whiney bitch for once," he husks out, cutting off my air the whole time he speaks. Instantly I start sinking to my knees, figuring it would be better - and faster - to give in to his wants.

Kakuzu's fingers melt away from my neck as I settle on the ground, breath once again sliding into my lungs. In no time his dick is being pressed against my lips and his hand is buried in my hair, shoving me forward. The tip of his penis pushes past my lips, not stopping until my nose is pressed against his stomach.

     Gags choke out from around him, Zu's pace instantly fast and the head of his dick instantly slamming against the back of my throat. His fingers tighten on my hair, keeping me in place as he uses my mouth to fuck himself. I can't help the choking and heaving sounds that spill out with every thrust he forces.

     "Can't you shut up?" He grumbles, thrusting harder as if that'll help. "Your choking is getting annoying." I don't bother trying to stop the sounds. It's not like I could if I wanted to. "Penny," Kakuzu husks out again, his anger quickly bubbling the longer I struggle. "If you get sick on my dick, I'll make you lick it up before I slit your throat."

     I try to babble out an apology, not like he'll take it or that it sounds like one. The older man continues to grumble, his annoyance building the longer he face-fucks me. "This is pointless. You're not pleasing," Zu groans, pulling himself out of my mouth. That is not how I saw this ending.

     He shifts his fingers in my hair, getting a better grasp on it before using it to pull me to my feet. "Turn around," Kakuzu orders, even though he's actively turning me himself.

     "You can't, Zu. Pain said so," I rush out, reminding him of the Iron-Fist Ruler's orders just a little while again. My throat burns as I speak, the rawness of it finally shining through from my day of use.

"And I care because?" He asks, shoving me forward so I'm leaning over the chair I was just sitting in. "If you could perform properly we wouldn't be in this situation," Kakuzu adds, sliding himself inside me. He leans forward, crushing me under his body weight as his hand slithers its way around my neck again. "You make a single peep and I'll snap your neck, am I understood?"

I quickly shake my head, already having to bite on my tongue as he slowly pulls back out before slamming back into me. "Dumb bitch," he complains, pace back to being fast and rough. Zu's hand tightens with every thrust until my oxygen is cut off again, making my hands jump up to tug on his hand. "A needy bitch too," he continues to groan, loosening his grasp a bit. "At least you're free, I suppose."

I suck in a string of breaths, trying to chase away the fog that started fogging my mind. "Slow... slow down," I murmur, his dick quickly reigniting the pain caused by Hidan not so long again. "It... It hurts, Zu."

He chuckles, moving his hips even faster. "Again, why would I care? I don't care how you feel as long as your cunt keeps squeezing me."

My teeth click together, trying to shove down the whine clawing up my throat. It doesn't take long until he's bottomed out, stuffing my pussy full of his cum. "Damnit," he grumbles, tightening his hold on my neck again to take away my ability to breathe. "Why do you have to be such a tempting little whore? Now I'm going to get my ass beat because you can't keep your legs closed."

"It's... it's not my... fault," I wheeze, trying to tug his fingers off of me again.

"Of course it is," he starts, losing his hands from me just to place them on my shoulders and shove me back on my knees. "Turn around." Slowly, I do as I'm told, turning around to face Kakuzu. "While we wait for my cum to drain out of you, you can clean the mess you made," he tells me, hand back in its spot in my hair, tugging me toward his dick again. "Get to licking, Penny."

My pussy tingles and aches as I lean forward, sliding my tongue out. As obedient as ever, I continue to listen, licking at Kakuzu's twitching cock. His cum does slowly leak out of me, leaving my cunt pulsing from the feeling and making the room echo with the sound of the liquid dripping onto the floor.

My focus stays on cleaning Zu off, my tongue trailing over every inch of him, lapping up the mix of my juices and his cum that stains his tips. "I'm all done," I mutter, sitting back as I stare down at his feet.

"No, you're not," he chuckles, shoving me backward before pressing my nose to the ground, directly in the puddle of his seamen covering the floor. "Go on, continue cleaning," Kakuzu orders, rubbing my nose in the mess. "I don't have all day."

I let out a soft whimper before glaring up at him. I lick at the floor, cleaning up Kakuzu's disobedience like a dog. He cackles the whole time, finding a lot of amusement in the moment. Maybe after this, I'll take a nap. I swear Nagato has a sixth sense for when I'm sleeping; always whining that I shouldn't be napping without him.

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     As I push open the door to Nagato's room, thoughts of taking a shower instead of napping circle my head. Everyone's needs have been filled so I should be done for the day... as long as Deidara's and Itachi's gears don't start turning again. Kakuzu and Hidan might be the most brutal but the younger boys' never-ending stamina takes a bigger toll on me too.

"There you are," Pain's voice greets me, the already pissy murderer crew leader sat at his makeshift vanity, papers, and scrolls spread out on the counter. "I have had an unpleasant day today."

"I assumed," I mutter, my body noticeably relaxing at his soft tone.

"Why is that?" He asks back, matching the volume of my voice.

"You had business to handle with Kakuzu and he was... not very happy," I answer, making my way over to Nagato. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, slouching my weight against him and the chair he's sitting in. I bury my head in his neck, ignoring my body's protest to the poles stabbing into me from my position. "We should take a nap."

"I have work to do," Pain answers, leaning back so I'm pressed against him more. "But I suppose a small break would clear my head. Besides, I need to inspect you."

"Inspect me?" I mumble, finally letting my exhaustion take over.

"Yes, inspect you," he repeats, standing up before wrapping me in his arms. "How else am I supposed to be sure everyone followed my orders?" Well, he has a fair point I guess.

     Nagato sets me on the bed, keeping his arms around me as he shoves my legs upward. His head buried under my skirt, causing my face to heat up. I don't know why it's embarrassing to have him looking at me like this. I mean he's my lover, he's done a hell of a lot of things to me, it shouldn't be embarrassing to have him look at my pussy.

His hands slide down, arms still keeping my ankles on his shoulders and my legs spread. "It is red," he mutters, fingertips gently spreading me open as his thumb starts to toy with my clit.

"Of course, it's red!" I yelp, softly bonking his head with a closed hand. "Don't say embarrassing things like that."

Pain's head shifts up, my skirt slowly falling off his face as he glares at me. "I know what your vagina is supposed to look like. I spend a lot of time buried in it. It looks..." his head ducks down again, back to hiding under my skirt. "Irritated. What have you done today?" The question is followed by his fingers spreading me open wider.

     "Who have you done today?" He asks, fingertips dipping into me, scooping at me before he reappears in my sight. Nagato's focus flips between his fingers coated in the leftover sticky mess Kakuzu left and my face. "It certainly was not me."

     "Um..." I mutter, trying to close my legs, failing because of our position. "Kakuzu got a little... forceful."

     Pain hums to himself, wiping his fingers on my clothing. "That explains the mess but does not explain why you're so inflamed though. What happened while I was away to cause your discomfort?" He asks, disappearing again. His tongue slithers over me, slow and gentle, his head barely moving to take away the possibility of his piercings snagging on me.

     "Well... um... the, the, the crew got real creative," I stutter trying not to squirm from arousal or discomfort.

"What might that mean, Princess?" He leads my answer, the tip of his tongue pushing into me, continuing to trail soft circles.

"Sasori fucked me with a puppet," I breathe out, my back already starting to arch. Screw Itachi and his damn tongue and his stupid sharingans that give away my every twitch. Screw Kakuzu and his inability to follow orders. Screw Nagato for not giving me a break between them let alone my nap.

     "Interesting. Anything else?" He pushes, the vibrations of his voice only making me tremble more.

     "Hidan fucked me with his knife," I mutter quickly, my hands shooting down to attempt at pushing his head away.

     Nagato groans, giving into my want and pulling away from me. "Why should I share my toy if it's always returned to me broken?"

     "I'm not broken," I wail, using my legs still prompted on his shoulders to pull him on top of me.

     Again, he gives in, resting his head on my stomach and tightening his arms around my legs. "No, you're not broken. Just hurting, which is still a shame. I suppose I could go back to my work."

     "No," I whine, tightening my limbs around him. "I want to take a nap."

     "And I wish to have sexual relations but I don't get to do that," he grumbles, lifting his head to shoot me a glare. "It is such a waste. My break from my work, the vacation you had, the money and time I spent on the vacation. Wasteful," Nagato lectures, his hands wandering over me as he speaks, gripping different parts of me.

"However," he slowly starts up again, arms wrapping around my back before he lifts me off the bed. "There is a way we could both get what we wish for."

"Ya?" I mumble, locking my legs around his hips.

"Yes. You can nap while I work. All you have to do is be a nice warmer for me," he shortly explains, settling into his desk chair again. "After all, you're stretched and wet. Why would I waste more of my efforts."

     Pain rests me on his lap long enough to pull his dick out before I'm tugged forward. He inches himself in, my pussy stinging a bit. "Hush, hush, hush," he coos, a hand sliding under my shirt to grip my titty. "Give it a moment and you will be fine."

     "I know," I mutter, resting my head on his shoulder and letting my arms hang limp in his lap. "So I get to just nap and you'll work?"

     He lets out a hum, squeezing my breast as his free hand goes back to flipping through the papers he's looking at. "When I am done we will have bathtub sexual relations. It should help with your inflammation. Tomorrow we shall go into town to make sure none of your bodily functions were harmed today."

     I softly nod my head, tingles rattling my spine when Nagato starts sliding his thumb back and forth over my nipple. "Is that your only plan for tomorrow?"

     "No," he answers, the word coming out chipped. "I plan to tie Sasori up like the puppet he is, use Hidan as a personal knife block, and as for Kakuzu... perhaps I'll tie him to a chair and burn a stack of his money in front of him."

     I let out a little giggle, clinging to the material of his Akatsuki cloak. I slowly lift my hips, bouncing on him a few times before I'm rested on his lap again. "Settle yourself, Princess. Take your nap and let me work."

     I nuzzle my head further into his neck, letting out a sigh. "I like you, Nagato."

     "I wish you'd stop saying that."

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[dark-konohagakure2]

Heyyy just a heads up since I'm finishing some drafts and cleaning my inbox!: I write Obito + Tobi and Pain + Nagato as seperate characters, so if you wanna request one of these guys then pls specify which one! Thanks!💗

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

Hey, can I ask for a Nagato x femdom s/o pegging, with him being an overstimulated pillow prince and getting much love 🥺

Poor baby needs more love

Thank you!

My Pillow Prince ( Sub! Nagato x Fem Dom! Reader)

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Fandom: Naruto

Rated: M

Warnings: anal, strap-on use, pegging,sub x dom dynamics, 18+ content in general

Admin Harmony🐯: I never get any Naruto requests so it is nice to get some every once in awhile especially since I am back on my Naruto shit as of late. So I might just write random posts about Naruto until I get requests for them. :) Anyways Hope you enjoy this!

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"You don't need to worry, all you have to do is just relax and trust me." You were always so sweet to him, and also very encouraging. You always made sure he was loved and cared for, especially since he deserved it. 

"Just relax and  let me indulge you, you don't need to do anything." 

Your words were calming, but there was still a something inside of him that made him a bit antsy, 

"Nagato, I can see it on your face that you are still nervous. Do you trust me? Tell me yes or no." 

Nagato blushed deeply, his voice stuttering, " O-of course I trust you, with all of my heart and soul." You gently pushed him onto the bed, your soft hands cupping his cheek lovingly, smiling down at him. "I am so glad to hear it, then please, strip for me and let me take you slowly and lovingly." He nodded his head, a tiny smile  appeared on his face, signaling that he completely trusts you. 

"I will, for you my dearest." You watched him as he stood up from the bed, unraveling every piece of fabric that he had on, his face turned a light shade of pink, embarrassed to be fully exposed and vulnerable to you.

"You look so handsome, now lay on the bed and watch me strip." As obedient as he was, he did just that, his eyes locked on you as he watched you strip your clothes, revealing your pretty lace panty and bra set, unbeknownst to him that you were already wearing your strap under your panties.  You took a few steps forward to him, who was sitting on the edge of bed, stunned to see how gorgeous you looked. "You look outstanding, like an angel in the sky." He reached out his hand to touch you until you lightly slap is hand away, "Ah ah ah, what did i say before?" You pushed him down the bed, now straddling him. You heard a gasp of air coming from  Nagato, feeling the hard strap through the thin lace of your panties that was now rubbing against his hardening cock. "I said to let me indulge you, not the other way around. I want you to sit back and let me make you cum." 

"Y-yes ma'am." 

"Good boy." 

You slowly move your hips forward, grinding your fake cock against his boner, you begin to hear him whimper out in pleasure as his arousal begin to grow.  You picked up the pace, your movements became more aggressive as you watched his face distort with pleasure. "You look so beautiful like this, you definitely deserve everything that's coming, my dear." You moved your panties to the side, revealing your thick silicone dildo that strapped beautiful to your pelvis. Nagato couldn't help but stare lovingly at it, he knew exactly what was coming and just the thought of it made his cock leak with need. You leaned over to your nightstand, picking up a bottle of lube that was right next to your bed. "Spread your legs for me, let me see every inch of you." He did just that, he spread his legs wide, exposing himself completely for you.

You begin to put a generous amount of lube into your hand, coating your fake length, stroking it, never breaking eye contact with him. His whole body was beginning to turn a shade of pink from sure arousal. He was desperate for you to fuck him, and he wanted it now. His whimper begin to become more audible, "P-please…" He begin to whine, his cock now profusly  leaking with pre-cum, 

"Shhh shhh It's going to be okay, you know this. Now, let me prep you next."  You took another generous amount of lube, rubbing your hands together, making sure your fingertips were soaked. "I'm going to start prepping you, just relax for me." You warned him, you heard him take a deep breath as you inserted a finger inside of his hole. You could already feel his asshole clenching around your finger, you couldn't help but chuckle. You gently pumped your finger in and out him, listening to his erotic whines escaped his lips.  His butthole begin to stretch for you, you then inserted two other fingers inside of  him, pumping them a faster. 

Your expert fingering skills were becoming too much for Nagato, he was now on the brink of insanity, he needed you right here right now. "P-p-lease take me, y/n! I need you!" He whined out for you. 

"Shh shh shh, I know you do baby, remember this is all for you. You know I will take good care of you." You leaned forward to give a kiss on the cheek.  You then take your soaked fingers out of him, hearing him cry out in desperation, needing to be filled by you. 

You gripped your cock, aligning it along with Nagato's hole, you begin to gently insert yourself inside of him. Taking your time to do so to make sure you wouldn't hurt him. You could visibly see his face distort from agony to pure bliss as he felt your cock stretching him and filling him up completely. "Y-yes… please more…. please!"

 He begged you as you began to slowly thrust yourself into him. "You look so pretty under me." You chuckled over him, you then took your dominant hand, and began to stroke his cock, making sure the strokes were insync with your thrusts. You begin to hear a loud cacophony of moans and whimpers escaping his lips as you lavishly make love to him. 

"You're doing so good for me, you're such a good boy."  You said as you continued to pleasure him. watching him slowly unraveling below you.  His cock was hot and heavy, you could feel it pulsating around your hand, as you continued to milk him.

"I-i don't know if I can do this… ahhh!" He cried out, tears beginning to form from his eyes. 

"Yes you can, my love you can handle it a little bit longer." You begin to pick up  the pace of your thrusts, along with your strokes. Nagato was practically crying out from the overstimulation, which you enjoyed watching him. "You're doing so good, don't come just yet. Just a little bit longer." You leaned forward to kiss his tears away before picking up the pace of your thrusts, fucking him hard and thorough, After a couple of more minutes, you could feel his cock twitching furiously in your hand, signaling that he was about to come. 

"Y-y/n p-please,,, I-i need to-!" He cried out, the erotic pain was too much for him, he was so sensitive to you lavishing him he couldn't help but  come seconds later. His cock spurting strings of cum all over your hand, and chest. Hearing him cry out in pleasure was music to your ears.

You continued to thrust and stroke him while he came, watching him scream with intense pleasure from his orgasm and the overstimulation. "You're such a good boy. You look so gorgeous cumming everywhere." You praised him, slowing your pace down as you finished riding out his orgasm. You carefully took yourself out of him, wiping his cum that was on your hand on the bed sheet. You watched as Nagato slowly drifted off to sleep, exhausted from the pounding that you had given him and the amazing orgasm that came with it..  You placed your hand on his cheek, smiling down at him as he slept peacefully. 

He deserved it, afterall.

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[yahikonann]

The Bra

Pairing : Nagato x Reader

Yahiko x Konan

P.S: I've been writing this for a looooong time! But it's still not finished so this is part 1.

Summary: You and Konan want to attract your boys and Koran suggest to buy a bra too seduce them😈

Please note: slight fluff, sweet Nagato, self restraing Yakiko and smut ( a little this part)

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"do you think he has feelings for me?"

Konan asked you anxiously. You two were on your way to Amegakure to buy some things for your small house that were in the middle of nowhere. You two did this every 2 weeks and sometimes Yahiko and Nagato came.

" I think yes" Konan, "he stares at you differently, you know? That kind of look."

She bit her lips, pissed off.

"then why doesn't he make a move? I've been waiting so long to be with him. I can't take it anymore."

She said angrily, moving her hands in space.

You giggled. You knew Konan loved Yahiko and knew Yahiko loved her too, but it was a question for you too. Why didn't Yahiko make a move?

" I understand Nagato, he's so shy to make a move on you but Yahiko's not like him, ughhh."

You blushed as you heard Nagatos name.

"he doesn't like me like that, you know."

You put your head down as you whispered.

You loved the redhead boy but you were too shy to show or tell him.

And he was so shy too.

And so out of confidence.

But you still loved him.

"pfff don't say that to me! I see him every day how he eats you with his eyes! He wants you so damn much."

Konan pitted on your shoulder while talking like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

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Your stomach flattered, thinking about Nagato liking you back. But then why didn't he make a move too?

" it doesn't matter if he doesn't make a move on me! I'm tired of these one-sided feelings too, Konan."

Konan sighed and then looked at the sky.

"Then maybe we should make a move."

You nodded as you arrived at one special store you both needed to buy things every 3 months.

Underwear.

Konan smirked and entered the shop first.

The young girl behind the counter smiled.

"hello beautiful ladies, how may I help you?"

Both of you needed a bra, panties and underwear for the boys.

Konan leaned against the counter, whispering sexily.

"give us the sexiest bra you have darling. I need to make someone shake as they saw my boobs."

The girl smiled deviously and you shivered.

Poor Yahiko.

And Nagato.

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" we're back boys!"

You said loudly as you and konan entered your small house.

The boys were playing a card game on the table. Yahiko looked at you.

" finally! Why this late? You two never come back this late! "

Konan put her hand around your neck, smiling innocently at him.

"the store we buy underwear has got really beautiful bras! It was so hard for us to choose, that's why... Oh by way, we bought you boxers too!"

Then she put a small pack on the table and laughed nervously.

"they had only this model... I hope it will be good for you both! Oh and Nagato!"

The redhead boy looking at her innocently

"what?"

Konan giggled the whispered deviously.

"Y/N bought you purple since you loveee purple."

He blushed and looked down.

"oh, thank you Y/N."

You bit your lips, looking at him saying you're welcome.

But he didn't turn up his head to look at you.

Konan smirked.

" Y/N bought a skirt too. They had really pretty clothes today, from lingeries to other things. I wish I could buy them all."

She sight. Yahiko frowned, then firmly said.

"we don't need this stuff. We should save money for our future."

Konan stared at him.

" yeah I know cuz I don't have a boyfriend to wear those for him! "

She said bitterly then walked away, going out. The room went silent. You took a deep breath.

"we are girls Yahiko. We love this stuff. You shouldn't have told her that. We just bought fantasy clothes."

"I didn't mean it like that... It's just.. I..."

He put his head down, regretting his words.

Suddenly something sparkles in your head. You didn't know what would Konan's reaction be  but this wouldn't hurt.

You gulped.

"in town, someone asked her out."

"WHAT?!?!!"

Nagato and Yahiko shouted at the same time.

"Shhhh! She doesn't know I'm telling you this! So don't make it obvious in front of her!"

You saw Yahiko fisted his hand.

Looked like the plan was going to work.

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You wore your skirt when the three were out. Taking a look in the mirror you cursed Konan. This was so short! Your thighs were showing off sexily and a bent was enough to show your ass.

Damn you Konan!

" but it's too short Konan, I can't wear this!"

Konan grabbed your hand firmly.

" you want Nagato or not?" You nodded quickly. " Then pay attention to what he loves! He stares at your legs whenever you show off some skin! He has a thing for thighs and ass , exactly opposite of Yahiko who love tits!"

You bit your lips

" ok then. I'll buy it."

But maybe you shouldn't. You couldn't wear this in front of him. What would he even think? It was purple, his favourite colour. Still, you couldn't deny, you looked sexy as hell.

"I'm back! Is anyon-"

Your head immediately turned toward his voice. Nagato was there. Stood by the door, his mouth open as he stares at your skirt.

Your milky legs.

"N-Nagato, I thought y-you were in town."

You said, trying to pull your skirt down maybe to cover yourself more.

Nagato gulped, closed the door without breaking his stare from your legs.

"yeah, but remembered I left something home so I came back."

He came closer and in each step you took a step back. Until you reached the wooden wall. Nagato stood closely in front of you.

"I didn't know you have skirts."

His voice was low, like a whisper that was only for you to hear.

You shrank as you fist your hand unconsciously.

" I-I didn't. I just bought this. Told you so that day. "

This was what you always wanted. Him paying attention to you. But now you got so embarrassed to do something.

"oh? With Konan? Did you buy a bra too?"

Your face flushed. When did he get this confident?

You nodded slowly. You wore that today before you put on your skirt.

Nagato took a step back to take a look at you head to toe.

- you are wearing it now, don't you?

Your eyes winded as you look into his eyes. How did he...?

- it shows off your breasts so nicely, besides that skirt.

You felt your gaze become blurred. Was he humiliating you? Was he that sweet Nagato you liked?

Before a drop fall from your eyes, you pushed him hard to run to the room but he was quicker, hugging you from behind.

- Y/N -

- let me GO!

You cried out, trying to break free.

- I didn't mean it l-like that..

He said lowly, unconfident like how he is always. You calmed down in his arms then sniffed.

- y-you look really beautiful, you know? I was so shocked at first, that's why I react like that.

You bit your lips.

Yeah, that's why you got out of your mind and acted manly and flirted with me!

And how I ruined it...

"don't be mad at me, please."

And how could you, when he was this sweet.

- I'm not, it was new to me too, wearing these things..."

You said shyly and pulled away from his grip.

But maybe you could still fix this and get with him. You just needed a little more confidence now.

- so is it pretty?

You said innocently, spin on your kneel.

Then you saw it again in his eyes.

Lust.

The way he looked at your legs. You gulped as you felt yourself turning on under his glare.

He came a step closer, trying to act courageously.

- very, especially in this colour.

You smirked. In his favourite colour.

- then maybe I should wear skirts more.

He reached to you and you felt the wooden wall again behind you. His hand shifted on your hips, touching the hem of your skirt.

- oh no. you can't.

Deep down you knew why but wanted to continue this game.

You rubbed your legs in way he got aware.

- but why? I want to look beautiful Nagato.

Again you tried to talk as innocent as possible.

You felt his hands moving under your skirt, touching your bare smooth skin.

You shivered and he smirked.

- you must wear this for your man only.

He whispered in your ear, his voice huskier than anytime you heard. You choked as he nibbled gently on your earlobe.

- b-but I don't have a m-man...

You suppressed your moan when he started to plant chaste kisses on your neck.

- you have now.

Before you could do something, he kissed you. At first he was shy but you kissed him back quickly to give him more confidence.

He finally kissed you. You eagerly opend your mouth, moaning as you deepen the kiss. He pushed you against the wall kissing you hungrily, sudden showing all the intentions he had kept inside.

"N-Nagato..." he kissed your neck slowly,  each kiss like rooting a new seed. Your body Shivered and a sudden loud moan escaped your mouth. "So this is what they call weak spot" he whispered as he kissed that spot, sucking hard enough to leave a bruise. You clutched his hair, pulling him closer. " it'll leave a mark..." You whispered in his ear. He licked the Hickey he just made, hands grabbing your ass, squeezing softly. " you're going to be marked constantly from today" he kissed you again, hugging you and laying you on the mattress.

🍥🍥🍥

To be continue.....😈

[indigosuvi]

Sleeping Headcanons - Part 1

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 176 / Read it on AO3 | Offline Version | Part 2

Featuring: Deidara, Hidan, Kakuzu, Kisame, Nagato (Pain)

Deidara

Sleeps shirtless. Will either cuddle or have an arm around you.

Hidan

Naked, he loves the feeling of your naked body against his. Will cuddle and be very touchy. Plus, sex is a lot easier without the removal of clothes.

Kakuzu

He sleeps shirtless, cuddling s/o or an arm around you.

Kisame

Sleeps naked, cuddling s/o or s/o on top of him.

Nagato (Pain)

He sleeps shirtless or fully clothed and will cuddle you.

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[uchiharomance]

Hii, could I request some x reader with Nagato (his real body tho not the deva path) with some pegging. If it could start with him all dignified demanding that as a favor reader has to do to her god but as he's being fucked he get more submissive and maybe reader get to even make him beg for it and bully him gently. Totally fine if you don't want to, have a nice day ♥️

nagato: for your god

18/NSFW minors, please do not interact

It starts as an order, one handed down to you from on high by a god himself, one you think, you are lucky to know the truth of. 

Different from his usual requests, the shared kisses and gentle cockriding done in the comfort of paper trees and wooden rooms and to the sound of falling rain. This one in the tone of the Deva, all power and dominance, spoken to you while his hands hold the means, his eyes a resolve.

You cannot help but wonder if it hides something more.

Messy red hair and gripping hands and he’s still holding himself in dignity as you kneel before him, adjust the strap around your waist and then sink inside, feel the give and then the clench of his opening, the little hiss from his mouth. A moment’s hesitation, to rethink the size of the member around you, to let him adjust before he tells you to move, to push deeper, a little stronger.

It’s harder than you expected, the thrust of your hips, the push of his legs up and onto his chest. A strain, a workout, but there is something about seeing his eyes close in pleasure, in watching as he jerks to meet your movement and grabs your wrist as though refusing you leave to let go. 

In and out, making a mess of a god and you blush at the noise, the sound of fluid and skin against skin and your own small moan because it’s affecting you too, making you tense in a way you haven’t before. 

“Y/N,” Nagato mumbles, and you hear less of the pride, less of the control when he does so.

He does look beautiful like this, pleasured and chasing your motion. You almost wish you could feel it, the tight walls, the heat, the seat of pleasure that you hope you brush against each time, angling your hips in response to his reaction.

“Nagato,” you say, and his name is a whisper, a truth spoken only in secret. “Do you want more?”

A nod, a biting of his lower lip and you feel your heart skip a beat, feel a bit of courage rise up in your chest.

“How bad?”

It’s not the answer he’s expecting, far from it, but to your surprise he concedes, bites a little harder.

“A lot.”

Enough to make you find a new strength, to spread his legs a little more and let a smile come to your face as you buck into him, buck into him Hard this time and watch in delight when he moans his relief. Faster, rougher, raw smacks now and the pant of your breath as his body bounces against the mattress. 

A hand around his cock, warm and tight, a brush over his leaking tip and you know he’s getting close by the pulse, the desperate way he moves. Pleasured inside and out and lost in the haze of his own joy. 

You try again.

“Nagato. Do you want to cum?”

His eyes snap open and he stares at you, long enough for you to wonder if perhaps you have passed your limit, if you truly have him in the position you think you do. 

And then you hear it.

“Y-Yes.”

A stutter, a little plea. 

“Nagato?”

His breath is coming quick, pants for air, for relief and you bend his legs a little more, a little tighter, slow your motions just enough to make him flinch, to make him fear. 

“Y/N I - “

“Naaaagato.”

Teasing, giggling. Because after all you have no stake in this, no climax hovering on the balance. Only power, power and a desire. 

Your movement slows again, almost to a stop and you finally hear the cry of frustration, the tone, the word you’ve been waiting for. 

“Y/N PLEASE.”

You give him what he wants then, amid the sounds of his begging, his gentle whining, the stars in his eyes. A powerful feeling this, to know a god wants you. 

To know he loves you. 

His end comes with a push, a push of his hips up to join you and the gush of cum on his belly. Dazed, silent, lost in the air of climax and you fall back, slipping from him with a half laugh and a gasp of fresh air. 

A good end for you both, one for you to relish in, to savor as you wiggle to his side, press a kiss to his cheek and bring a red glow to cheeks. 

One, you hope he will replay.

[wing-ed-thing]

Founding Akatsuki Members

𓆃 Konan

Konan Relationship Headcanons

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Nagato Relationship Headcanons

Nagato Domestic Headcanons

Hindrance (Nagato x Reader) Soulmate AU Oneshot

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[ziinesso]

"May my life be sacrificed for you."

His love for you had reshaped him. The devoted altruist was no more. Every action, every thought was tinted with his unconditional feelings. For you, and you alone.

The boundaries of his devotion seemed to have dissolved. They had become insignificant, giving way to emotions he had forgotten. Selfishness. A selfishness fueled by love. A selfishness that thrived on the insignificance the world had become. The world, behind you, had lost its importance.

"May the world be sacrificed for you."

- nagato, obito, itachi (nt) ; ace, corazon (op) ; mitsuya (tr) ; urahara (bl)

[immoralimmortals]

Takara and the akatsuki

On another date

☆〜（ゝ。∂）

I don't remember writing a first (formal) date, so let's write about some Akatsuki first dates!

(As a note I'm interchangably using the idea of "Reader" and "Takara", Takara being the name given to the reader insert of my fic)

Hidan: it's awkward and difficult for him if he's trying to do a date on purpose. if you're just hanging out with him and don't bring up the word "date", it's great! he'll spit out his drink if you say "wow i really love this date"

Takara would have to teach him how to let loose and relax like he always prefers to, and that anything can be a date so long as two people are just enjoying each other with some romantic intent. He would consider praying a date, or bloodletting, or both! The world is his oyster, and everything becomes a date. Readily throws his arms around Takara from behind and asks her if she's excited about their date when they hadn't planned anything at all. He's just so happy to be involved with someone. It's like a built-in best friend.

Kakuzu: he does not date. He's from a time where a lot of marriages were arranged. Not all of them, obviously, or maybe not even most, but dating was less of a thing. "Courting", more like, is what he'd do. But in the fic the relationship with Takara kind of just...happens? So he didn't do any courting at all. He'd be reading a book and all of a sudden one of his hearts will die from a heart attack because he realizes he's fucked a woman he actually loves without giving her the due respect of traditional courting. He'd apologize and she'd be like "haha what? I mean you can court me now, i guess". And he would say "DOING IT NOW WOULD MAKE IT WORSE"

...and then he'd court her again despite how silly it feels.

Itachi: I feel like he's the kind of guy who would take you on a date without telling you that it's a date. He'd take you out to tea or a fancy dinner, tell you that you look pretty, and that's as far as he'll go. Kind of like Kakuzu in the sense that he is more traditional and courts instead of goes all in. It may take him a while to be explicit about what he feels.

Kisame: 100% would take Takara on the kind of date where it's literally just whatever she wants to do. We're going to town and window shopping? Great! You want to go for a walk? Wonderful. You've signed us up for a pottery class? Okay, I guess! Very blushy the whole time and tries to laugh everything off, hates being serious and mushy-gushy to you in front of other people, but he secretly loves it when you behave that way to him instead.

I'm such a sucker for the whole "Kisame does something romantic with you involving water" trope us fandom members have. Absolutely would grab Takara nice and tight and show her the depths of the lake in such a way she never could on her own. I love the image of him tangling all of himself around her in the water, almost like a protective shell, his hair and yours swishing.

Deidara: This guy knows how to take someone on a fucking *date*, man. Gives Aladdin a run for his money in regards to taking a romantic other into the night sky and exploring the stars. An absolute showoff, fireworks/explosions, so many of his creations, the best views in the world.

In ADDITION i have a personal headcanon that he's trying so hard to be a bad boy. He would totally consider committing crimes with you as going on a date, if only to show off how cool he is.

Sasori: Your best chance with Sasori is to not call it a date. Just ask him if you guys can pose for each other for art. Ask him to help you demonstrate the intimacy of the pocky challenge. Sit next to a still body of water underneath the moon and discuss the nature of beauty and immortality. If you call it a date, it's an immediate turn off. I can only imagine him enjoying it if he is doing it for the explicit purpose of showing Deidara up

Pain: Very formal. Think black tie dinner, exclusive, white tablecloths and expensive wine, room is nearly empty or entirely empty, low-lit or candlelit. He asks Takara about herself, and he sincerely engages and listens. They talk about big things, philosophy. He never once touches a bite of his food.

Konan: Nice and private, but not showy at all. A nice walk, holding hands. She's an easy girl to please, and as such is always asking if you're doing ok, having a good time, if something should be happening or change. Needs assurance that a quiet date is perfectly fine.

Tobi: Absolutely *screams* carnival or festival date. Dressing up, holding sparklers, playing games and being loud. He's his Tobi persona most of the night, excitedly clapping his hands and pointing with the whole length of his arm at whatever catches his eye. At some point he pulls Takara into a dark alley, leans in close, pulls her eyes shut with his fingertips, and kisses her into oblivion, laughter and music faded to the background as he focuses on the sound of her breath.

Zetsu: He would attempt to emulate a date with mixed success, depending on what one expects from the event. I figure plants are involved. He shows you some cool flora deep in hell knows where. The most interesting part is how you get there. He holds you around the torso, tells you to close your eyes, and you feel him sink into the ground...with you doing the same. Absolutely terrifying experience that makes you feel like you're suffocating, but not quite. If you get over that part, it's a pretty nice time. There's a bench for you to both sit together, watching butterflies and birds and bugs amid rustling leaves, like he's taking you on a date to garden except you're really just in the heart of nowhere.

[13as07]

Object #4

(Pain/Nagato Uziumaki)

[Art work is not mine! Credit to morbidprince]

Requested by: Myself

Word Count: 3,800

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Don't worry, this part isn't mental health check level smut. It's just a fluffy soft Pain fic

Should I do a part five? With more Nagato fluff? Or maybe I’ll just make this a super long series and have fluffy parts with all the members to counter act all the smut. Idk I need opinions

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"Princess?" Nagato's voice calls out again, his feet making quick work to me. "Your back..." he mutters, fingertips running over the 'good as new' skin stretched over my spine.

"Ya, Itachi fixed it. I don't know how though," I fill in the blanks, tilting my head back.

The dry orange-haired man is distressed, face scrunched up as his eyes scroll over my body. "It seems your back isn't the only thing he fixed," he mutters, head dipping down. He hesitates for a moment before resting his chin on my shoulder. "I wish to hear about your day."

"Do you?"

Pain is silent for a beat before he answers. "No," he mutters, head tilting so his nose is resting against my neck. The metal of his nose piercings press gently into my skin, coating my neck in a gentle chilliness. "Have you decided where you wish to go tomorrow?"

"Kind of," I murmur, leaning backward so my back is pressed against Nagato's chest. "How long are we going to be gone?"

"However long you wish."

"Two weeks... not counting travel time?" I ask softly, worried I'm being too greedy and that it'll cause Pain's switch to flip. I know he'd never hurt me... unsexually, at least. That doesn't mean I enjoy his coldness though. Or how quickly his attitude towards me changes.

Nagato stays quiet, his breathing puffy his chest out and gently swaying me. "As you wish. We might have to... adjust our plans though." That's code for 'Pain is going to do work' on our vacation. Whether it's information collection, kidnapping, or killing somebody is beyond me, and I don't wish for it to no longer be beyond me.

"Alright," I mumble, tilting my head to rest it against his. "I want to see that waterfall you took me to a few months ago. The one with the two statues."

"The Valley of the End?" Nagato asks, a sigh escaping him with the question.

"I don't know. We don't have to go there," I whisper the last part, worries of Pain's bipolarness filling my mind. "I can pick somewhere else."

"It is alright. I have business in the Hidden Lead and something to handle in the Hidden Sound so it is quite perfect." The explanation comes out as a grumble, making me question whether Nagato is telling the truth or is simply trying to calm my nerves.

"Alright."

"I will give you three weeks, travel not included, aside from my business," he mutters against my skin, brushing kisses to my throat. His mouth piercings snag like the ones on his nose. Unlike this morning, Pain is careful as he moves across my skin, careful not to nick me again.

"Naga?"

"Princess?"

"Are you Pain or Nagato... Or Yahiko?" My heart races with the question, worried that Pain's good mood won't stretch any further today if it'll even stretch this far.

He falls quiet, sucking a bit of my skin into his mouth. His focus stays there, bruising my skin some more as he stays silent. "It is complicated. Would you like an explanation?"

"I don't know."

Silence envelopes us again, Pain's mouth focused on marking a part of my shoulder this time. "Pain is an alias, Nagato is my consciousness, Yahiko is my body," he mutters against me, kissing the new bruise.

"That doesn't make any sense."

"I know, Princess. All you need to know is that I am Nagato." The explanation still doesn't make any sense, even in the dumbed-down state it was given to me. "Nagato is who cares for you." The sentence comes out soft, the usual harshness not present.

"Does Nagato love me?" I ask, snapping my eyes closed and holding my breath once the sentence is out.

His movements stale, lips still pressed against me. "Why do you ask?" My breath comes out rough, almost painful as I exhale. I shrug my shoulders, deciding I no longer want to have this conversation. "I care for you in ways you need and want. I protect you from the cruelty of the world. I have removed worries, destruction, and torments from your life. You are one of my reminders."

"One of your reminders for what?"

"For why the akatsuki exists," he mutters, lips back in motion. Pain works his way around my back, the gentle pressure and pokes of his piercings chasing his lips.

"Does it bother you that the other members... enjoy me?"

"Not particularly. I cannot be around in those ways all the time. If you enjoy yourself it does not bother me."

"Is that why Hidan is hanging in a tree?"

Nagato hums a yes, lips trailing back up my other shoulder. "Hidan hurt you in an unenjoyable way, so he shall know pain. You cannot enjoy yourself if you are slowly bleeding to death and slipping into unconsciousness."

"Naga?" He hums a yes again, head lifting before resting on my shoulder again. "I'm hungry."

"Then we shall go eat. Afterward, we can go down for the night. We'll need to pack and leave early if we wish to make a fast pace." His arms wrap around my waist, lifting me off the bed before settling me on my feet.

Pain is back to business, hand wrapped up in my chain to lead me behind him. I can already feel the coldness filtering from him, our soft moment to be left in the med-bay.

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My eyes trail over Nagato, watching him carefully clean his piercings and poles. His fingers are nimble, tugging out another pole from his arm. My sight trails over his fingers, watching him dip the towel into the water mix before he scrubs at the metal.

"Why do you do that?" I ask, crawling out of our bed to head toward him.

"Why do I do what?" Pain asks, his eyes flickering up to catch my sight through the mirror.

I settle my hands on his shoulders, toying with the poles poking out. "You clean your pole things every night. The same routine. One at a time. Why?"

Nagato's focus shifts back down to the metal, scrubbing at it again before sticking it back into himself. "Well, I clean them so they don't get infected. I clean them one at a time because without them I can no longer control this body."

"That is confusing," I mutter, fingers wrapping around one of the poles. I tug on it, raising it a bit. The sound of it moving sends shivers down my spine, in a not-nice way. "They make a weird sound," I add, shifting it back into place.

"It is the sound of my blood shifting around the metal," Pain explains, mimicking my actions to clean a new pole. "My piercings do not do that, but the poles across my body do. Have you packed?"

"No," I whisper, toying with the bar through his left ear. I shift it sound, twirling it in a circle. "I don't know what to pack."

"For the Leaf Village, it is usually hot and rains most nights but doesn't get chilly. The Sound Village is usually gloomy and rainy, so it's cold most of the time."

"So, a mix of everything?"

"I will pack your bag," Nagato sighs, eyes flickering up to look at me before he goes back to the project at hand. "You will forget something anyway."

"Alright," I hum out, shifting my focus away from our conversation.

I litter his neck with kisses, working my way down and across his shoulders as Pain works away. My nose occasionally bumps into one of his poles, getting me a disapproving grunt.

When his grunts occur more often, I stop covering him in kisses. Instead, I mess with his necklace, running my fingertips over the chain links and toying with the spikes of it. "Naga?"

"Princess?" He groans, tilting his head back. My eyes trail over his, rolling over the purple swirls. "What is it that you want?"

"I don't know," I mutter, clinging to his chain as I coat his cheeks with my lips. "I just missed you today."

"Do not say that," he husks out, head tilting back upright. "It is displeasing when you say things like that. What is it that you want? I cannot fulfill your expectations if I don't know them."

"I don't know," I repeat in a whisper, resting my chin on the top of my head. "I just want your attention."

"You have my attention," Nagato mutters, chest puffing out before slowly falling back down in another exhausted exhale. "I do not know how to fill your request, Princess."

"Not all your attention," I grumble, eyes jumping around the mirror to take in Pain's figure. He's a pretty sight to look at, even if it's not his body... or maybe it is? I'm still confused about his explanation earlier.

"You are chatty today. What has changed?"

"What do you mean?"

"I have had you for a year or so now. You have never been this curious about me. What has made you so curious?"

"I spent some time with Konan today," I answer shortly, shifting my eyes away from the mirror. "I guess I just realized I don't know you like she does."

"Of course you don't. Konan has known me longer, she will know more about me."

"Really? No way," I mutter under my breath, pulling back from the emotionally stunted man.

"Princess?" He calls, hand shooting back to grab hold of my arm. "I don't like repeating myself. I cannot fulfill your expectations if I don't know them. You need to voice your needs."

I shrug my shoulders, eyes flickering between the room and Pain's tilted back head. He's getting upset, eyebrows forwarded and jaw set as he looks at me. "Do you like Konan?" I ask softly, deciding to focus on our closet.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you love her?"

"Of course not. Do not be unintelligent," Nagato mutters, letting go of his hold on me. "Just because I wish her safety does not mean I love her. You are present here, not her, unintelligent Princess." He mumbles the last line, his words almost lost under his breath.

"Naga?"

"What is it that you need now?" He huffs, his patience running thin.

"I like you," I whisper, eyes shifting back to the mirror to take in his reaction.

"Do not say that either. It's displeasing."

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"Princess? Princess, you need to wake up," Nagato groans, hand cupping my arm as he shakes me. "It's time to be awake. Be awake."

"I am awake," I mutter, shifting to my side. My body bumps into him, encouraging me to cuddle into him and slip back off to sleep.

"We are awake," he repeats, arms wrapping around me before I'm lifted. "We have to get going to make the most of daylight." Pain carries me out of bed, holding me bridal style as he shifts around the sheets.

"I am awake," I also repeat, wrapping my arms around Nagato's neck as he stands up. "It's too early."

"You, Princess, live a timeless life to eliminate any anxieties being cooped up could cause. You do not know if it is early or late. You do not know the day, the month, or the year. You live with no worries because I have eliminated all possibilities of them."

"Fine, I'm tired," I whine, burying my head into his neck. "I want more sleep."

Pain exhales through his nose before letting me tumble back down on our bed. "Go back to sleep while I pack. Then you while be awake for the day so we can go on your trip."

I curl up under the blankets, soaking in the only warmth available in the freezing room. My eyes are lazy, half asleep but not fully, as I watch Nagato walk circles around the room. He mutters to himself as he packs our bags. It's entertaining watching him dangle our clothing as he looks them over, checking to see if our outfits match enough for himself but not enough to be noticeable.

Once he's satisfied with his choice of outfits, Pain's attention shifts to the make-shift vanity. His movements are slow, moving our stuff around slowly and softly so it doesn't make as much noise as normal. "For wanting more sleep, you are not sleeping," he mutters, looking at my reflection in the mirror.

"I'm resting my body. It's pretty much the same thing," I mutter, burying my head under the blankets.

I stay like this, bubbled in the heat of our blankets and shifting around consciousness and unconsciousness. After what seems like forever in my hazy state, Nagato's hands slide under the bedsheets, pawing around for me. "Princess?" He calls, the sound of him and the sheets shifting fills the room before his head pops under the blanket as well. "Hello, Princess."

"Hello, Naga."

His face scrunches up, nose curling at the nickname today. "Do not call me that," Pain mutters, shifting forward to wrap me in his arms again. Like before, I'm lifted from the bed, but this time he takes the blanket with him. "I believe you are cold, not tired."

Nagato is not wrong, but he's not right. Despite the majority of my wounds being healed, my body still aches from everyone the day before. "Whatever you say, Pain," I mutter, wrapping myself - and the blanket - around him.

"Do not call me that either," he grumbles, settling me on the ground in front of our closet. Despite his tone, Nagato seems entranced by our closer again, shifting through our clothes in search of something.

     "What should I call you then?" I ask, poking around my bag to get a look at the clothes he packed.

     "Just... Nagato."

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     Pain's fingers dig into my thighs, clinging to my skin as he carries me across the lake. My eyes are set downward, watching as he walks on the water. "How do you do that?" I ask, nodding towards his feet.

     Nagato stalls for a second, shifting me on his back before tipping his head towards me. "Chakra control. Would you like an explanation?"

     "Yes, please."

     His steps start again, hands back to clinging to me as he walks. "I control my chakra flow to my feet. My chakra then clings to myself along with the water molecules."

     "So it's like a floating board between us and the water," I mutter, watching the ripples caused by Nagato's steps.

     "Kind of," he mutters, stalling his steps again. "Would you like to see what it's like?"

     "I don't have chakra, remember? That's why I'm not a big bad Akatsuki member," I tease, running my hands through his hair before shaking his head a bit.

     "Chakra is our life force. If you are alive you have chakra," Nagato corrects, shifting me to rest against his torso with him pressed against my back instead of me pressed against his. "Besides, even if you had Shinobi level chakra, you would not be an Akatsuki member. Would you like to stand on the water or not?"

     "Sure." Pain's hands flip from being under my legs to being under my arms. His movements are slow as he lowers me, just enough that the bottom of my sandals rests on the water's surface. "Nagato?"

     "Princess?"

     "What do you mean by 'I wouldn't be an Akatsuki member' anyway?"

     My question is ignored as he carries the brunt of my weight, letting me take fake steps on the water as we continue forward. "Because I do not care if Deidara, or Kisame, or Itachi, or Kakuzu die..." The speech isn't finished, the 'but I care if you do' isn't spoken, but it still hangs in the air.

     "What if I wanted to be a member," I push, mind set on getting the terrorist leader to voice his feelings for once.

     I'm snatched up from my dangling position, pressed against his chest as Pain's fingers dip into my sides hard enough to promise new bruises. "I have worked very hard to give you a sheltered life and I am working even harder to not have to shelter your existence in this world. If you ever even think about the possibility of being a member again, I will cage you like the object you are to ensure that you are safe from the cruelty our lives have to offer."

     Nagato's threat scares me a bit. It's a reminder that he's not some traveling businessman, and is a terrorist who has done terrible things, even if I don't know the details of those things.

     "You show you care in weird ways," I comment, letting my legs go loose around his waist. The group leader looks at me with pursed lips and a tilted head but doesn't comment back. "I like you," I mutter, burying my head into his shoulder.

     "I will drop you and let you drown."

     "No, you won't."

     "... no, I won't."

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     What I assume is as close to anxious as Pain can get waves off of him as the outskirts of a village falls into view. His hand clings to my necklace, keeping me less than a step apart from him. "So... this the Leaf Village?" I ask, knowing the answer is most likely no, mostly from the lack of trees and the overabundance of hills.

    "No, it is not," Nagato mutters, tugging me closer. I'm buried in his frame, his chest bumping into my back as we walk and his hands ghostly pawing over my hips. "This is the Valley Village."

     "The Valley Village?" He hums a yes, head on a spiral as we walk past the first line of buildings. "That sounds dumb."

     "Yes, well that is its name. Shall we find food and then decide on somewhere to stay?" It's phrased as a question but toned as a statement, Nagato's mind set on ushering us behind the safety of walls before the sun - and the village's foot traffic - goes down. He's always insisted that there is safety in numbers, hence his unliking of us being out during the night when the amount of buzzing is at the daily low.

Pain's closeness somehow gets closer the further into the village we go. I'm pretty sure if there was a way to embed me in his skin, he would while we're away from the hideout. "What do you want to eat?" He whispers in my ear, keeping his eyes low as I'm ushered down the road.

"A plater of rainbow rolls sounds amazing right now," I answer, squirming in his hold. I like the few occasions Nagato clings to me, but I don't like the feeling of him pretty much shoving me down the street.

His hold loosens a bit, hold still firm but less bruise-threatening. "As you wish," he mutters, head picking up some to scan the buildings. "Perhaps let us find a place to stay first," Pain mutters, eyes locked on the Inn tucked in the corner a few feet away. "Then I will find you a platter of rainbow rolls."

"Good ones, not those convenience store ones. They always taste gross."

"I would never get you sushi from a store," he mutters, ushering me across the road. We make a beeline for the hotel, Pain scanning the street again before tucking me inside the building. "Be silent, be hidden," he whispers in my ear before tugging me towards the desk.

I do as I'm told, keeping my mouth screwed shut and tucking myself into his side. Nagato calls this 'hiding in plain sight'. It's a lecture I get every time we go somewhere. Don't do anything to stand out and you won't, so I don't.

My eyes trail around the entrance as Pain talks to the receptionist. My attention snags on the indoor pond, the marble tiles of it glistening because of the setting sun. In the water is a school of koi fish, their colors mimicking the sunset.

"Princess?" Nagato whispers in my ear, his arm wrapping around my waist to tug me further against him. I hum a yes, stopping myself from using his name; another lecture I get everytime we go out. The leader's name is 'seen as a curse among the common world' or whatever he says, so I can't use it in public. "I got us a room," he mutters, gently leading me forward again.

"A fancy room?" I ask, eyes tearing away from the pond to take in the hallway decorations.

"Yes, a fancy room," he grumbles, eyes scanning the wall plackets in search of our room. I'm tugged to a stop when he finds the right one, my body tucked between his frame and the frame of the doorway. "See? Fancy," He continues to groan, pushing the unlocked door open.

The room is fancy, at least as fancy as an outskirts Inn can be. The room is decorated in that fake gold stuff and vibrant whites. The sun melts through the big windows, coating the bed in the colors. The windows give a nice view of the mountain range, at least a section of it. The sharp edges of the stone are both beautiful and terrifying as my eyes scan over them.

"Is it displeasing to you? I can get us a different room," Nagato rambles, his usual business tone coating his words.

"It's not displeasing. I think the view is pretty," I answer, squirming from his engulfing frame to enter the room. I quickly slip out of my sandals before settling on the bed, facing towards the window with the intent to memorize the view. "I should have brought my camera or at least my sketchbook," I mutter regretfully, the idea of making the view permanent for myself out of reach.

"I brought your camera and I will grab you some paper while I'm out," Nagato sighs, securing the door before his attentions focus on our bags.

"You did?" I ask, attention shifting away from the view as a smile covers my face.

"Of course I did. I did not wish to listen to your whines about lack of photos," he answers, his patience starting to wear thin from the long travel and unforgiving sun we experienced throughout the day.

Maybe it's a good thing Nagato decided to eat in instead of going to a restaurant. I think him having a little break from me will help his patience rebuild.

"I like you," I repeat, my smile getting bigger as I turn back towards the window.

"I do not like repeating myself, Princess. I already told you to stop saying that. Say it again and I'll abandon you here."

     "No, you won't."

     "No, I won't," he mutters more to himself than me. "That does not make your statement any less displeasing."

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