#deidara smut

[dark-konohagakure2]

Hi! Could you please write an Akatsuki X reader scenario where they kidnap shinobi Reader and the best way to convert her to their cause is by fucking her until she breaks? (If you could include Obito that would be awesome too)

tw: noncon, forced kissing, degradation, nipple play, abuse, mind break, forced orgasm, overstimulation, biting

All characters depicted are 18+

Deidara knows firsthand just how bothersome it is to be forcibly recruited into the Akatsuki, but despite the shared experience he isn't very empathetic when he tells the young kunoichi that she has no choice but to join their ranks, either willingly or by force.

The girl is loyal to her village, so she'll initially refuse, which angers the blonde artist. He didn't have a choice when it came to his recruitment, so why should she? Deidara is going to make her join, and he knows just how to do it.

Despite his being a lean man, he's very strong, so Deidara is able to knock her backwards with her clay and pin her down with his body, sitting on her chest as he holds her wrists with one hand and covers her mouth with the palm of his other hand, using the mouth on that hand to forcibly kiss her.

The tongue on his palm will force it's way down her throat, making her gag as Deidara rips her clothes off with the other hand, practically salivating at the sight of her perfect breasts, but he doesn't have time to enjoy the scenery when his main goal is to force her over to the Akatsuki's side.

Deidara isn't one to pull his punches verbally or physically, bullying his cock inside of her vulnerable entrance, manhandling her into whatever position works best for him as he shouts threats and insults at her.

"Cmon you little idiot! Just agree to join before I get more forceful, hmm! I'm not gonna stop until you say yes, un!"

He'll force his hand-mouths onto her breasts, using them to lick, bite, and suck her sensitive nipples, his actual mouth forcibly on hers as he pounds into her, the wet sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air as Deidara shoves his tongue down her throat.

He isn't very experienced due to his age and eccentric personality, so he's just fast and rough when he fucks, his his slamming against her ass while his only goals in mind are to convert her over to the Akatsuki's side and get his rocks off, and there is nothing she can do about it.

Deidara will have her overwhelmed from the bombardment of stimulus from his hands, mouths, and cock, he'll leave her whining and squirting underneath him despite herself, much to the artist's delight and smugness.

Deidara is a energetic young man, so he can go for hours if he really wanted to, but he'll stop on one condition. Each time he pulls out after cumming in her, he'll ask her if she's ready to cooperate yet, and if she is; he'll stop, but if she isn't; he'll go for another round with her body.

"Ready to cooperate? Well should be! Because I'm not gonna stop fucking you until you turn into a good little Akatsuki member!"

Deidara is glad that he's able to recruit a brand new member for their little Akatsuki family, now he'll earn the respect of his senior members, and he gets to have a brand new toy to play with as a bonus.

tw: noncon, kidnapping, drugging, aphrodisiacs, fuck or die, age difference, riding, mind break

Sasori hates dealing with new recruits, they're all just brats who know nothing about art and respect, so when he's tasked with coverting a shinobi they captured over to the Akatsuki's cause, the red haired puppet master isn't the slightest bit happy.

He feels nothing, so Sasori can't appeal to emotion in order to sway her, instead he'll use threats towards both herself, her comrades, and loved ones, but when she doesn't budge, Sasori decides to show her that his words are anything but empty threats.

Before she can even react, Sasori is already injecting her with a special poison he created just for brats such as herself, it isn't fatal in small doses, and it's designed to instill obedience in it's user, but it comes with the very unfortunate side effect of forcibly increasing her arousal levels as well.

Sasori totally didn't anticipate this side effect, but he's not going to let this unique opportunity pass him by, in fact he's going to take advantage of it. He'll force her warm and soft body onto his own cold and wooden one, forcing her onto his cock and telling her to make herself useful for once.

"Faster, brat, or do you want me to increase the dosage? Good girl, now ride it like your life depends on it, because it does."

Sasori won't make any noises, facial expressions, or even blink as she reluctantly bounces on his wood, her discomfort contrasting his indifference. If she slows down too much for his liking, Sasori will inject her yet again, although he's careful not to give her too much of his poison, he doesn't want to kill her yet.

Despite his lack of moaning or any expression at all, Sasori is rather enjoying the sight of the needy prisoner moving up and down on his cock while under the effects of poison is very satisfying to the emotionless puppet master, but the only time his satisfaction will be known is when he's cumming inside of her.

Eventually the combination of the stimulation, humiliation, and the drug is too much for the poor kunoichi to handle, being too drugged up and overwhelmed to even resist anymore, reduced bouncing on his cock and obeying his demeaning demands like a good little puppet, much to Sasori's satisfaction.

Sasori won't even bother to hold back his taunts at her expense, finding it incredibly satisfying that he was able to reduce a respectable ninja to his own personal puppet with just a few injections and his cock.

"Good little puppet, you'll make a perfect pawn for the Akatsuki, and the perfect hole for my cock..."

Before he knows it, the Akatsuki has a brand new member and Sasori himself has a brand new puppet to play with, which is very convenient since he's been looking for a new test dummy for his poisons.

tw: noncon, genjutsu, mind break, size difference, fingering, forced kissing, mental torture, mild degradation

Forcing people to do things they don't want to is a rather trivial task for Itachi Uchiha, but he prefers to not use violence to get his way, so when he's tasked with forcibly recruiting a new Akatsuki member, he'll get the job done using his specialty: genjutsu.

It's almost too easy, all he needs to do is make eye contact with her, and she's all his. He won't just use a genjutsu that makes her loyal to the Akatsuki, because it would just wear off eventually which would cause problems in the future, instead he'll cast a genjutsu that will make her more susceptible to his demands and advances.

Itachi is much bigger and stronger than she is, especially when she's in such a state, so it's not much of a challenge for him to take advantage of her, slipping his hand into her panties and his tongue into her mouth while she squirms in his grasp, under the effects of his sense heightening genjutsu.

His enjoyment won't be very evident on his face due to his stoic nature, but it's most certainly evident in his pants, the bulge in his pants pressed against her clothed pussy as his fingers move inside of her and he speaks to her in his usual flat tone, yet with a hint of mockery underneath.

"This feels uncomfortable doesn't it? I would stop if you would just cooperate, but I can plainly see that someone like you wouldn't know compromise if it stabbed you in the face..."

Eventually he'll pull his fingers out of her, which is somewhat difficult with how tightly her cunt is squeezing them, although her pussy won't be left empty for very long once Itachi forces his cock into her, hitting even deeper places inside of her that his fingers couldn't reach, such as her precious womb.

Itachi doesn't just jackhammer into her like a uncouth mutt, instead his pace incredibly slow, bordering on torturous as his cock slowly stretches her out and hits her womb with each thrust, his cock forcing her into submission better than any genjutsu ever could.

He'll have her whimpering and squirming underneath him in a matter off seconds, reapplying the genjutsu on her whenever she fights back too much, eventually she'll be so deep in the genjutsu that she won't be able to distinguish between reality and illusion, she won't even be able to tell if she's actually getting fucked or if it's just another genjutsu, it's an incredibly disorienting and terrifying experience, one that Itachi tells her she can end anytime if she just cooperates with the Akatsuki.

Eventually she'll become so disoriented and overwhelmed by both the illusion she's under and the sensation of him roughly fucking her that she'll practically burst into tears, weakly whimpering and sniffling as she begs Itachi to stop the genjutsu already, she won't even ask him to stop fucking her, she just wants to be free of the illusion, and if she agrees to the Akatsuki's terms, he'll gladly oblige her.

"Good girl. See? That wasn't so hard was it? All you had to do was ask nicely, it's quite simple really, even for someone so bereft of knowledge..."

He isn't surprised that she ended up caving to his demands, mental torture is his forte, and if she ever steps out of line with the Akatsuki's goals again, he'll have no qualms about giving her another 72 hours worth of suffering.

tw: noncon, size difference, double penetration, monster cocks, mind break, creampie, breeding, biting, degradation

In terms of physical appearance, Kisame is the most terrifying member of the Akatsuki, standing at nearly 7 feet tall with a set of razor sharp teeth and a shark-like appearance, he's the best in the organization at intimidation, and Kisame is more than happy to use brute force when attempting to force a potential recruit over to the Akatsuki's side.

Usually just flashing his teeth or brandishing Samehada is more than enough for Kisame to get his way, but when his dear little prisoner future coworker doesn't give in, Kisame decides he needs to take a much more rough and physical approach with her, the blue skinned man has been rather pent up as of late, and dealing with a brat is just increasing his frustrations, so he decides to kill two birds with one stone.

He's a brute, so he'll just throw here down onto the ground and force himself on top of her, his body huge compared to her slight form, Kisame practically moans at the sight of her eyes widening in terror when she feels his massive bulges rubbing against her, making it more than clear what Kisame is going to be taking from her.

Her pussy is almost comically tiny compared to Kisame's twin cocks, it would be damn near impossible for him to fit even one of his huge members inside of her virgin cunt, but Kisame Hoshigaki has never been one to let a little bit of difficulty stop him from getting what he wants from someone.

"Oh come now, don't go whining and crying on me yet! You don't even have the first one all the way in yet! So save your bellyaching for when they're both deep inside of you, sweetie..."

Befitting his appearance and reputation, Kisame is rough when he fucks, forcibly cramming both of his cocks into her tight pussy as he pounds into her, his huge body engulfing her's entirely while he's having the time of his life turning her body into his personal cocksleeve.

Kisame is a biter, he just can't help himself, it's in his nature after all, and he especially can't hold back his more primal urges when his cocks are balls deep inside of her and he's cumming directly into her fertile womb, his sharp teeth digging into her neck hard enough to draw blood, and when sharks see blood, they go into a feeding frenzy.

Kisame's sheer size is all the more apparent when his entire muscular weight is pressed down on her as he rearranges her insides with his cock, his huge body smothering her only adds to the poor girl's disoriented state, it's nearly impossible to breathe when a giant shark man is on top of her and using her as his breeding toy.

When Kisame eventually cums inside of her, he cums a lot, emptying his huge balls into her sensitive little womb, and the poor kunoichi is left completely cockdrunk just from one round of Kisame bullying her poor pussy with his big cocks.

"Oh how cute! You did didn't even last one single round! What was our leader thinking asking a pathetic weakling like you to join our little family..?"

This entire experience has once again reminded Kisame why he just adores newbies so much, they're so weak and overconfident even when against someone as fearsome like him, and the stubborn toys are all the more fun to break.

tw: noncon, sadomasochism, abuse, degradation, fuck or die, misogyny, slapping, blood play, fear play

It's no surprise that a sadist like Hidan loves nothing more than causing distress and pain to others, even if it isn't for his religion or organization, so he's as giddy as a schoolgirl when he's given the task of forcing their latest recruit into submission, and if there's something that brings Hidan joy, it's forcing people.

He isn't the strongest in the Akatsuki, but he's one of if not the scariest member when it comes to just how unwaveringly brutal and heartless he is, and not only is Hidan brutal, he's also a complete pervert, a fact that will become almost instantly apparent to his already scared captive when he starts groping her and talking about how pretty of sacrifice she would make to Lord Jashin.

Hidan hurts people as easily as he breathes, so the morally bankrupt Jashinist has absolutely no qualms about forcing himself onto someone, it's like a power trip to him when he gets to have complete free reign over the organization's prisoners, subjecting them to his depraved whims at his leisure.

The white haired man will absolutely love it when she desperately fights back, kicking and scratching at him with the futile hope of getting him to back off, but getting hurt by her mid-fuck just turns Hidan on even more, he's the kind of man who loves both giving and receiving some of that sweet pain.

"Ohh..! F-Fuuuck yes~! Keep fighting me like that, babe~! It just makes me want to hurt ya right back, you feisty bitch!"

While Hidan really does love receiving pain, he's still going to return the favor tenfold, he'll slap her across the face for every kick that lands, and practically stab her with his spike each time she scratches at him. See? Hidan isn't a selfish lover at all! He's returning all of the sweet, addictive pain she's so graciously giving him, she should be thanking him really.

Hidan has the highest sex drive out of all his comrades, practically using her as a pocket pussy to empty his balls into, and to no ones shock, he doesn't even try to be gentle, forcing his fat cock in and out of her with the main goal of getting his rocks off, slapping her ass or breasts with each rough and sloppy thrust.

She'll inevitably start to bleed a little bit from how many times he's bitten her or poked her with his sharp weapons, but that won't deter Hidan in the slightest, in fact it'll only excite him more, and he'll even lick up the blood from her wounds, resulting in his skin taking on it's skeletal pattern, which only terrifies her all the more.

It doesn't take too long for his sheer sadism and brutality to take a toll on her, and she's begging him to stop, sobbing that she'll do whatever the Akatsuki says as long as Hidan just stops. Hidan is incredibly annoyed and disappointed that his fun is being cut short, and all because she can't handle him going easy on her.

"Huh?! Done already?! Geez, this is just what happens when ya let the broads join the boy's club, but fine! Welcome to the Akatsuki, you whiny cunt!"

Hidan isn't particularly happy about having another shrill pussy with legs in the same organization as him, but he manages to look on the bright side of things; at least he doesn't need to go down the street corner for a quick fuck anymore, now he only needs to go down the hall.

tw: noncon, age difference, size difference, tentacles, gaping, degradation, misogyny, bondage, anal

Kakuzu hates newbies, they're all brats without a shred of respect for their elders, it's bad enough that he has to put up with Hidan's nonsense, but now he has to deal with converting a new member? He's going to make her pay for his troubles, despite the fact that she wants to be there about as much as he wants her there.

He'll cut straight to the chase, plainly telling her to join the Akatsuki or else, although he doesn't elaborate at all on what the 'or else' will entail, so she doesn't take him seriously and immediately refuses. Kakuzu doesn't like that very much, he absolutely hates not being taken seriously, so the miser decides that there's no time like the present to make sure he knows that he's a very serious threat to her.

She can barely even react when his threads emerge from underneath his mask and cloak, quickly wrapping around her limbs and forcing themselves down her throat, muffling her noises of protest when the rest of his threads start slithering towards her vulnerable holes between her legs with no regard for gentleness or permission.

Kakuzu's metallic tentacles are uncomfortably harsh as they force themselves into her pussy and ass, stretching her holes out to 'prepare' them for Kakuzu's big cock, all she can do is weakly struggle and bite down on the threads in her mouth as Kakuzu gives her a stern talking to about how much of an ungrateful brat she allegedly is.

"Stop biting, brat. It hurts when you bite down on them like that. But I'll hurt you a hell of a lot more than you could ever hurt me if you don't shut up and take it."

He'll use his tentacles to spread her pussy out enough for him to get a good look at it, being sure to make sure he knows how shocked he is that she's still a virgin with how indecent she acts. Girls these days are just so disrespectful towards men, probably because none of them have a big strong daddy to put them in their place, but Kakuzu is about to change that.

His cock is just as big as the rest of him, so it will stretch her out a great deal when he forces in inside of her, even after all that preparation. Kakuzu is a product of his time, he doesn't prioritize his pleasure over her's at all, because that would imply he even considers her's in the first place.

He doesn't even really need to hold her down given how strong he is, he has her bound for his enjoyment, not his convenience. Kakuzu always finds it amusing when his prey struggles against his superior experience, and he finds it almost hilarious how she squirms against him, even with his thick meat buried balls deep inside of her.

Kakuzu doesn't really care where he cums, just as long as he does. He doesn't think it really matters if he cums inside of her, he's nearly a century old, he probably can't get her knocked up, so she can stop being so damn hysterical about such a slim possibility.

"Shut up. Trust me, idiot, I'm far too old to give anyone a baby, much less a whiny twerp like you. Besides, having a baby is all women like you are good for."

New members are always so troublesome for Kakuzu, all they do is drain the Akatsuki's finances even more, and Kakuzu is going to make sure that his dear newbie pays him back every last cent.

tw: noncon, power imbalance, mind break, god complex, violence, piercings, humiliation, kidnapping

Pain is the leader of the Akatsuki, so he'll deal with coverting potential members more often than not. He's the best man for the job, he has the reputation, status, intimidation factor, and most importantly; he has the abilities to back all those qualities up with action. Only a fool would try to deny Pain, but it seems that his dear future subordinate is something beyond just foolish with how much she's resisting.

She can resist to her hearts content, but she's a mouse in a trap compared to his godlike powers. When she inevitably true to make a break for it, Pain will simply use Universe Pull to force her back towards him, pinning her down underneath his cold body, his body temperature being enough to nearly make her shiver, even with his cloak on, and the proximity doesn't help matters at all.

Pain's method of restraining her is swift and cruel, he'll stab one of his chakra rods straight through both of her hands, pinning them to the ground and causing immense pain, to which he shows no remorse, because he's about to show her an even more intense pain with a very different kind of rod.

His Rinnegan eyes will be locked onto her's as he forces himself on top of her. She isn't as foolish as he initially suspected, and she instantly knows what he's attempting to do to her, but Pain will pay no heed to her struggles, treating what he's about to do to her like its the most justified thing in the world.

"Enough resistance. It's futile against me. I am God, and now you'll get the privilege of witnessing what happens to those who resist God's will."

Pain's cock is both thick and pierced, so it fills her up to the brim and the cold metal of his piercings touch every inch of her untouched depths. It's hard to tell if Pain can even feel the sensations of her pussy gripping his member, since his remains cold and impassive throughout.

Its unsettling how calm Pain is throughout the ordeal, lecturing her about understanding pain and the Akatsuki's goals, all while he's pounding into her, his thick cock bullying her womb with each thrust, increasing the intensity of the agonizing mix of pleasure and pain.

He could just use his Rinnegan to put her under his control and 'tame' her, but Pain doesn't have to do that, he's physically strong enough to brute force her body into submission, and the most effective way to do that is to brute force her pussy into submission first, and the rest will follow.

Once Pain has had his fill with her holes, he won't even need to ask her if she's going to come along with him or not, she has no choice. He's already destroyed her village, so she has no choice but to join his cause or be left to die alone.

"Playtime is over, little one. It's time for business. You will join the Akatsuki, or I'll just have to put you through this torment again..."

Swaying even the most stubborn of individuals onto his side is a trivial matter for someone like Pain, it's truly amazing how a little bit of destruction and degradation can go such a far way in terms of the elimination of one's insubordination.

tw: noncon, facesitting, suffocation, cunnilingus, rimming, age difference, piercings, power imbalance, fuck or die, humiliation

Being one of the most important members of the Akatsuki, Konan is used to recruiting new members. While she isn't a brute, Konan isn't above using physical means to get what she wants from the more particularly standoffish individuals.

Konan will attempt to negotiate at first, gently explaining the benefits of being a part of an organization as well-known and feared as the Akatsuki, and how it's much better than serving any village. But when the young woman continues to refuse Konan's kind offers, she decides to take more forceful measures.

Like a stern mother about to punish her unruly child, Konan will give the girl a few moments to reconsider her foolish choices, but when she inevitably doesn't, Konan decides to test just how stubborn someone is able to continue to act when they're unable to move or breathe underneath their superior.

Konan is a very strong woman despite her lithe physique, so she's easily able to hold the other woman down and sit on her face, pressing her entire weight down as her mature pussy presses against her face, practically suffocating the younger woman underneath her perfect ass, not budging an inch until she secures the girl's cooperation.

"Sorry, but you aren't allowed to come up for air until you agree to join the Akatsuki. If you keep squirming like that I'll simply add another ten minutes to your sentence..."

Konan is a very patient woman, she has all the time in the world, so she won't be in any rush to move from her rather comfortable seat on her face, simply occupying herself with her origami or by explaining more details about the Akatsuki and their goals, being sure to speak very highly of the organization that the girl will belong to in the very near future.

While patient, Konan is no saint, so she'll get bored of simply sitting around and waiting for the uncooperative girl to come around, so she'll demand that if she wants to live, she better get Konan off before the suffocation gets to her first, with how stern Konan sounds it's difficult to tell if she's being serious or not, but it would be foolish to take that chance.

While not usually very vocal, Konan will let out soft moans when she feels the younger woman's tongue against her perfect womanly holes, the wetness caressing the piercing on Konan's clit. If she keeps up the good work, then Konan will be more than happy to let her live.

She's a stern woman, but she isn't overly cruel, once Konan is brought to climax, she'll finally let the poor girl breathe, that is, if she agrees to the terms, and between joining a criminal organization and dying in such a humiliating way, becoming a rouge ninja is the much more preferable fate.

"That's a good girl... Now I just know you'll be a lovely fit for our great organization, you have the perfect... talents for us all to enjoy..."

Konan is very glad that the Akatsuki finally has another female member, now the purple haired woman will have someone she can go to whenever she finds herself needing a more female touch.

tw: noncon, overstimulation, degradation, pussydrunk!Tobi, size difference, exhibitionism, humiliation

Tobi is giddy at the opportunity to prove himself to his comrades by converting their lastest member over to their cause. But there is one small problem: she doesn't take him seriously at all, and really who would? He presents himself as a bumbling and immature man child, so nobody really pays him any heed, much to Tobi's dismay.

Poor, sweet Tobi tries to be nice, he really does, but she's just so mean to him, calling him an idiot and shoving him away whenever he gets close to her. Tobi looks like he's about to give up and sulk, when the masked man suddenly remembers the advice his sempai gave him; that a true Akatsuki member needs to be cool, concise, and mean.

Tobi is shockingly strong for someone so apparently airheaded, his muscles pressed against her body as he gets on top of her, revealing a surprisingly huge bulge in his pants as he does. Tobi seems completely oblivious to the fact he's rubbing his cock up against her however, scolding her in his squeaky voice to stop squirming and being so mean to poor Tobi.

He'll act as though its a freak accident when he fat cock slips into her pussy, he'll even sheepishly apologize when it happens, but since it's already in there, Tobi decides that this is the perfect opportunity for him to get to know his new best friend even better!

"Whoopsie daisy-! You were moving too much and I slipped! Now you have to be a good girl and take responsibility for getting Tobi stuck!"

For someone who's apparently so well meaning, Tobi is incredibly rough with his new toy friend, his hips slapping against her ass while he roughly holds her in place with his gloved hands and making obnoxiously loud noises of pleasure from behind his mask, clearly he's never gotten his cock wet before judging by how whiny and overwhelmed he gets almost instantly after sticking it in.

He's so loud that it's more than likely that the entire Akatsuki can hear what he's doing behind closed doors, the more annoyed members will even chime in, telling him to 'shut up!' and 'keep it down in there!' from outside the room, the fact that her other captors can hear what's happening to her is all the more embarrassing, but Tobi is too lost in the feeling of her perfect cunt around his meat to care.

Tobi is just too pent up for his own good, recklessly dumping his load into her pussy whenever he cums (which is a lot), and he'll feign surprise when she panics about him cumming inside, he as a grown man will claim that he didn't know that was how babies were made, demonstrating that he's either completely stupid, or a brilliant actor.

After spending so much time playing with her perfectly snug pussy, Tobi loses his composure, his voice dropping multiple octaves as he let's his mask slip, although not the literal one, but even with his face still covered, it's like there's a completely different person talking now.

"Soooo are you gonna be a good little girl and join the Akatsuki? You are?! Great~!! Now learn your place in our ranks, you pathetic slut."

She's most certainly learned a very valuable lesson now, she was right in only one assessment; Tobi isn't someone to be taken seriously at all, but Obito sure as hell is.

[or0ch1maru]

akatsukis kinks and turn offs?

18+, full blown smut, kinks, and more smut

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Omg omg omg, I had wayyyy too much fun writing these. Also! If anyone wants a one shot of a specific character with the kinks I’ve listed, pleaseeeeee let me know and I’d be more than happy to write it, especially for Tobi, Hidan, or Zetsu🫶🏻

I feel like Hidan has done everything at least once, and if there’s something he hasn’t done, he’s more than willing to try. This man is KINKY. I imagine his favorites are period play(or anything involving blood), s&m, fucking outside with the thrill of getting caught, knife play, and threesomes. I believe his turn off’s would be the “I don’t use safe words” thing. Hidan is intense when it comes to sex, and he won’t do it with just anybody either. He must have a safe word for his sessions and if you refuse to use one, just know you won’t be getting in his pants.

Kakuzu is similar to Hidan, has done everything at least once and isn’t close minded about trying new things. I know for a fact his tendrils would definitely come into play, whether it’s him tying you up, or toying with your clit. He’s definitely partnered up with Hidan for three ways, and just like him, also requires a safe word. I imagine Kakuzu enjoying a daddy kink as well, would lose his composure the second the word slips from your lips four orgasms in. Big into brat taming, but when it comes to turn off’s, just like with Hidan, if you have the no safe word mindset, he won’t be down.

I’ve mentioned this before but I truly believe Konan is into Shibari. Has a whole collection of ropes, of all different colors too. Mostly pastels; pinks, blue’s, and purple’s. I see her as being a passionate lover, with intense sessions time to time. Loves bringing toys into the bedroom, and her favorite to use on you would be her Hitachi. I can imagine Konan being into impact play as well, using only her hand or her paddle, likes seeing little pink marks on your ass or thighs. Would primarily be the top with you and unless she has stated it otherwise, WILL NOT be down to be topped. She needs absolute trust in her partner before allowing them access to her that way. If you try to top her during sex, it’ll turn her off.

Sessions with Pain can last relatively long, only because he loves to draw it out. Mixing pleasure with pain, but it’s never done to hurt you, wants you to experience pleasure in all aspects. I believe he’s into piercing play, also known as recreational acupuncture, or needle play. Aftercare is a very important thing to Pain, especially with the minor wounds that were inflicted during your session. I think his only turn off would be if you thought aftercare was stupid or unnecessary. Especially the times when he requires aftercare too.

Our sweet explosive loving babe. I feel like Deidara hasn’t experimented much with kinks, and the few he has tried, he wasn’t crazy about. How some people are into riding their partners fingers, you’d be riding his hand. Could cum just from watching you ride the appendage that sits between the lips on his palm. As stated in the show, Deidara isn’t into s&m. I feel like he tried it once but the thought of inflicting pain on his partner was too much for him and visa versa. Even though he loves bombs and explosions, I feel like he’s more of a gentle partner.

I can see Sasori absolutely loving when his partner sits on his face. Is the type to get upset if you don’t sit your entire body weight down on him, would grab hold of your thighs, pulling you down onto him and holding you there. Loves looking up and seeing your eyes rolled back, tears streaming down your face as you continuously cum on his tongue. Bonus points if you end up squirting. Apart from that, I can imagine him using his chakra threads on you, whether it’s holding you still when you start to squirm, or when you start faltering when riding his cock, his threads would help keep you balanced. I don’t think he’s be into food play. Since Sasori doesn’t need to eat like others do, he sees no use for it, in or outside of the bedroom.

Breeding kink, I repeat, BREEDING KINK. With Uchiha’s, they form deep bonds, and love the hardest. So naturally, that would be reflected during sex. Itachi loves filling you up, and then watching as you go about your business throughout the compound full of him. I think he also enjoys when you ride his thighs. If he’s busy working on something at his desk, best believe one hand will be holding your lower back, helping you keep your rhythm. I personally think Itachi’s turn off would be Dacryphilia. Only because he doesn’t like seeing you cry. He strives for his partner’s happiness.

Just like Hidan, I feel like Kisa enjoys period sex. Has a container under his bed full of towels specifically for that time of the month. Apart from that, I imagine he likes choking, Dacryphilia, and rough sex in general. Loves seeing the scratches you leave on his back or the bite marks left on him. When he has you in doggy or bent over any hard surface, best believe his large hand will have a fistful of your hair. Now for turn offs, I don’t think he’d do anything risky where he could get caught. Just like a lot of his comrades, he’s protective over his partner and doesn’t want anyone seeing what’s his. Especially in such a vulnerable state.

Now, you can get either Tobi, or Obito, it truly depends on his mood, or situation. Our sweet gentle Tobi loves seeing his partner in cute little outfits, especially a maid outfit. I see Tobi as more of a sub honestly and if he acts out, and you want to punish him for it, his all time favorite is edging. If you happen to act like a brat, just know Obito won’t hesitate to grip you by the hair and walk you back to your shared room. Rough sex, double penetration, and surprisingly exhibitionism. As long as others don’t see his face/scarring, he will fuck you senseless in front of others/doesn’t care if someone walks in during. Will even hold a conversation with said person while he fucks you. Even when alone, loves fingering you with his gloves on. Tobi wouldn’t want to see you cry, just like Itachi, he doesn’t like seeing his partner upset. With Obito, I don’t think he’d like sensory deprivation. Doesn’t enjoy having any of his senses taken away, wants to be able to hear, and see every reaction he pulls from you.

Just like Tobi, you can get either Black or white Zetsu. All depends on their mood & said situation. White Zetsu loves nothing more than praising you, especially when his cock is buried deep in your throat, with tears threatening to fall, black Zetsu is all for degrading you. Will mush your face into a wall, a desk, the mattress, and take you from behind, whispering dirty words as you take him fully. I also fully believe Zetsu is into having sex outside, and orgasm control/denial. Enjoys hearing you beg to cum, bucking your hips into him or the toy just to get yourself off when you can’t take it. As well as quickie’s. Won’t hesitate to pull you into a bathroom and fuck you silly before walking about like he didn’t do anything. I think his only turn off would be being bitten. For some reason I imagine Zetsu being really sensitive and doesn’t like the blunt pain one can inflict by digging their teeth into him.

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[bridgetotheskyyy]

Akatsuki; Gangbang/moresome

a/n: reader x akatsuki members! (pain, kakuzu, kisame, deidara, hidan, tobi - with zetsu present lmaooo. horrifically 18+ lol. Okay, two problems I know. NO ITACHI, also NO KONAN but I included the characters I think would be down with this and those two just don’t fit the bill.). oral, vaginal sex, ass play, degradation & praise. wc 3.8k

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“I’ve initiated a meeting with some of our wealthiest female donors,” Pain said as Akatsuki members arrived at the entrance. 

Itachi and Konan were not among them, the former having refused on the spot while it had simply not been the latter’s scene. Pain suspected a speckle of jealousy on Konan’s part, but had not argued with her decline.

Kisame studied the club and its lights, winking flirtatiously, and when realization dawned, shook his head with mock judgment. "You know some interesting people, Leader.”

Pain raised his brows. “As you all know, I do all I can to find donors who are willing to give to our organization.”

“It’s a fucking sex club,” Kakuzu snapped. “Doesn't that mean we're paying them?” 

Pain was quiet for a few seconds. “No. Tonight, we are offering our services.”

They were quiet in turn. 

“What …” Deidara started cautiously, “kind of services?”

“My thoughts exactly,” Hidan added. “From the sounds of it, we won’t be killing anyone.”

Pain shot him a dangerous look. “Certainly not. There's been an agreement. We've been offered to come here at no expense of our own.”

“So we're not paying?” Kakuzu said, ever the single minded one.

“That's correct.”

“What will we be doing?” Deidara said, determined to stop beating around the bush.

Pain delayed his answer, but nothing could soften the blow. “We will be offering pleasure to the woman.”

Silence, then ― 

“What?”

“Come again?”

"We're fucking for free?"

“Who would ―?”

"Ohhhh." Tobi, who was the only one unfazed by the announcement, fixed a hand on his hip. "Tobi has read about this!"

"You read?” Deidara quipped. 

"Yes! Its called hybris… hyber… " Tobi strained to recall. 

“Sound it out,” Deidara deadpanned. 

“It's a big word! But anyway, some girls like criminals and wanna be with them!”

“Tobi is right,” Pain said with an inscrutable look the aforementioned man’s way. “And the word is hybristophilia. In other words, our activities are not always repulsive to the fairer sex.” 

Kisame laughter sounded out amongst other nightlife jingles ― slot machines and bustling crowds. 

“Sometimes our activities attract,” Kisame smirked. “Leader’s not the only one keeping things interesting around here, I see.”

Pain straightened as it seemed as though the door would open, but it was only a false alarm. “If any of you wish to leave, you are free to do so,” he said. “Though, I suspect you won't.”

Deidara crossed his arms. “What makes you so sure?”

“I’m not sure,” Pain deadpanned as members of his group trailed eyes over a gaggle of pretty women walking by. “Just a feeling.”

Hidan recovered from his ogling to scoff. “Well, count me out. This is unclean ― not to mention totally beneath Lord Jashin.”

Pain looked Hidan over his shoulder. “I have let the club owners know that a percentage of whatever is made tonight be donated to any temple of our choosing.”

Hidan blinked. Shrugged. “It’s okay, then.” 

Deidara licked lips that’d become dry. “For how long? And ―” He struggled. “How much?”

Pain’s ringed eyes met his, a beat following before he replied, “As long as you can take. As much as you can take.”

The shock began to subside to be replaced with a sense of utter unreality. 

“Seriously?” Kakuzu said. “We’re really going to do this?” Kakuzu considered. “Then again, if we’re the ones being paid …”

“Don’t tell me you’re not the least bit curious outside of the dough,” Kisame teased. “Bet you haven’t had any in quite a while.”

“What’d you say?”

Just in time, the doors opened to reveal a madam. 

“Oh!” Said the big-wigged woman. “Lord Pain! Please, come in!” 

The woman led them into a dimly-lit hallway, doors lining either side into apparently oblivion. The big-wigged woman opened one of many and you, a much younger woman, appeared.

The woman leaned against the doorframe, dressed in nothing but silk, black lingerie with matching stockings. She giggled as she studied her clientele.

“If they told me there’d be so many of you, I would’ve worn less,” she purred. 

The big-wigged madam giggled. “Have fun, boys,” she said and closed the door.

You sauntered toward the bed in the room, sat and spread your legs. “So, who’s first?” 

Pain crossed the room immediately. 

“Le ― Leader!” Deidara’s face ran corrupted with red.

With one finger, Pain beckoned you to her feet. He got behind you, forcing you forward the group of criminals you would soon serve.

“Don’t any of you realize what I am offering you?” Pain crept into the crook of your neck, his lips dangerously close to leaving a kiss there. His hand crept over the planes of your stomach, eliciting a soft hum from you in return. “I am telling you …” 

Pain hooked fingers against the band of your panties, pulled them down to reveal your naked cunt. 

“We can do as we want with her …”

Immediately, the energy of the room changed. It grew hotter as Pain took the plunge, peppering your neck with kisses, one hand fingering your cunt while the other kneaded at your breasts. You moaned, the slick sounds of Pain’s fingers exploring your sopping folds mingling in the air. 

Kisame shrugged. “I’m game.” 

Pain removed both his fingers and form as Kisame approached. You whined in disapproval before Kisame’s hand took you by the throat. He pinned you to the wall across the bed. You released another moan as he tightened his grip over your neck.

“You like that, little girl?” Kisame teased. “Like to be choked?” 

“Mhmm, mmm …!”

“Oi.” Hidan crossed the room. “Save some for me. If these whores’ll be sending Jashin’s temple money, might as well …”

You squealed as Kisame threw you to the bed with a devilish chuckle. 

“There.” Kisame slapped the side of your cheek. “Take her mouth.”

Your mouth fell open and Hidan went to remove his coat, as Kisame did, before working on his zipper. 

The others ― Tobi, Deidara, Pain, and Kakuzu ― resigned to the sidelines. 

Deidara faced his leader to the sound of zippers and buckles loosening. “Aren’t you going to ―”

“Consider it a courtesy to the collective,” Pain said. “I will go last.”

Kakuzu huffed, but clearly something had changed in the man’s demeanor as Hidan and Kisame worked you out of the pretty lingerie Pain had left slack. “There’ll be enough holes to go around, I imagine.”

“Not with me in the room,” Kisame said, working your panties past your delicious thighs. 

He tugged his trousers down to reveal two cocks, blue-tinted along with the rest of his skin and springing hard and ready.

“She’s so pretty …” Tobi mused, surely drooling behind his mask of tangerine. 

You were fully nude now, save the stockings around your legs ― said legs now wrapped around Kisame’s waist at his breathy command. Hidan slapped the side of your mouth with his cock, watching you wince with sadistic pleasure before filling your mouth with him. He groaned, the sound harsh and heavy in his throat, when you moaned around his cock, elicited by Kisame entering both of your holes from behind. 

“Mmm ― mmfph!” 

“Aah, fuck!” Hidan buried a hand in your hair, forcing you forward to fuck your mouth properly. “Fuck her hard, Kisame. Her mouth, oh ―”

Kakuzu huffed ― but not before clearing his throat. “The night’s barely started and you’re already at your wit’s end, Hidan.” 

“All for Jashin ― aargh!” Hidan threw his head back as your hand massaged his balls. 

You squealed as Kisame quickened his pace, your eyes bulging wide as he split you open on not one, but two cocks at a time. The bed underneath you creaked as Kisame jutted his hips into your tight holes. His sharp nails tightened into bedsheets beside your head. 

Pain tilted his head in fascination. “How does she feel, Kisame?”

“Fan―fucking-tastic …!” He growled as he slapped his hips into you, rattling your body with the power of his thrusts. 

Tobi came forward and Deidara realized why ― after all, you had two free hands that could be put to use. 

In a flash, Tobi was out of his robe and tugging his trousers, hand fishing for his cock to place into your waiting, willing hand. 

Tobi shivered, gasped ― in a voice not quite his ― as your hand grasped his cock and stroked him obediently. 

“She’s a trooper,” Kisame said, thoroughly fucking you into the creaking mattress. He leaned forward to lick the side of your face. “Enjoying yourself, slut?”

“Yes ― oh, gods, yes ― mm!” Your words jumbled from your mouth when Hidan allowed it, before shoving himself back in.

“‘Course she does,” Hidan hissed. “All you whores are all the same, just holes waiting to be filled ― urgh!” 

You popped Hidan from your mouth to shoot a look at Pain, Kakuzu, and Deidara. “Mm! I have one more hand, c’mon, one more cock, I can take it, please!” 

Adrenaline shot through Deidara; he stepped forward ― only to be thwarted by Kakuzu shoving him to the side and taking his place. He dug for his cock with narrowed eyes, flashed green over your rolling tits. You reached for Kakuzu, stroking off both him and Tobi simultaneously. 

Kisame did not make it easy for you, fucking you mercilessly now. You couldn’t hold Hidan in your mouth anymore, but perhaps didn’t need to; Hidan began to stroke himself over your face, nearly at his limit. 

“Oh, gods, yes, pleasepleaseplease, feels so good, so good, all of you, mmhmm, please ―” 

Tobi moved his mask up his face a few inches and kneeled down to kiss you, his tongue shoving into your willing mouth. 

Hidan growled, shoved him away as he came, spurts of cum roping over your face and collarbone. You opened your mouth to scream as both your weeping cunt and tight ass clenched around Kisame’s cocks.

Kisame lurched over momentarily, before pulling out of you with a drawn-out grunt, the white of his cum shooting against your plush-pink folds and stomach. 

Being in the throes of climax seemed to adrenalize you, because your hands quickened their pace on the dual cocks in your hold, your motions becoming almost blurry as you jerked off the two men on above you. 

Kisame bowed out to collect his breath at the edge of the bed, meanwhile Tobi slotted into his space, turning you over on your hands and knees. 

“Wait,” Kakuzu growled out. “What do you think you’re ―?”

“Don’t worry, Kuzu.” You sat on your elbows, Kakuzu’s cock still fastened in your hold. “I can take care of you from here …” 

You swiped at Kakuzu’s cockhead, which seemed to satisfiy; his eyes shuddered closed and let you continue taking him in your mouth. 

You released a drawn-out moan as Tobi entered you from behind, forcing you forward. You caught yourself on your elbow, humming as Tobi bottomed out inside of you, hands secured tightly over your curvy hips. 

Hidan gripped the back of your head and forced you into the bush of Kakuzu’s pubic hair. 

“Mmmf!”

“Don’t think it’s over between you and me; I would never give such a paltry performance in the name of Jashin.” Hidan said, then removed himself from the bed. 

For once, Kakuzu made no angry retort; he rocked his hips forward, fucking your skilled mouth. He watched with still zombie eyes, fascinated with your head bobbing back and forth on his cock.

“She’s quite talented.” Pain’s voice carried with it an extra layer of silk, bordering on teasing. He turned to Deidara. “I see a hand free for you.” 

Deidara swallowed. Finally. He was already out of his cloak, adorning only the fishnet he donned underneath, his cock long and veiny and glued to his hand growing tacky with sweat. He approached you as Hidan pressed himself against the wall and slipped against it to sit on the floor. 

Kakuzu shot Deidara a glare as the younger man offered his cock to you. 

“Don’t think I’m sharing with you, circus freak.”

Deidara’s brow twitched. “Who’re callin ―”

“Don’t fight,” You purred before taking Kakuzu in your mouth again, cheeks hollowed against his cock while stroking Deidara lovingly.

Kakuzu lurched forward, hand over the small of your back before it found itself over the fat of your ass. Tobi planted a hand over your other cheek, fucking you from behind. A particularly harsh thrust nearly sent your head thudding against the wall, but he held you firmly to him, rolling his hips expertly into you. 

Deidara frowned as he watched the scene. Where’d he learn to fuck like that? 

You hummed with appreciation, sending Kakuzu shivering over you. 

“Urgh …” He gave your ass a slap before curling a hand under your stomach to fish for your clit. “She is good.”

“Was I lying?” Kisame joked with a sharp laugh. 

Kakuzu had only just found your sensitive nub to give it a series of grateful, circular strokes before Tobi knocked his hand away to do it himself. 

“Ahh!” You bucked back into Tobi as he fiddled with your clit. 

Kakuzu growled as you deep-throated him for the last time. “I’m ―!” 

You held him at the back of your throat as he finished inside you, swallowing his spent as he panted above you. 

You gripped Deidara with force, retiring from his shaft only to caress his balls. Deidara clenched a hand at the wall. You popped Kakuzu from your mouth and immediately you were on Deidara’s cock, licking the long expanse of it before to familiarize yourself with him.

“Such a pretty cock.” You shot him a stare in your breathy state, Tobi still fucking you from behind with mysterious skill, cum from previous escapades settled and dry against your cheek. “Almost as pretty as the rest of you …” 

“Hm ― hm … !” Deidara shuddered as you fit him in your mouth. 

Tobi slapped your ass before moving to thumb at the star of your ass, teasing the pucker you rocked on and off of him. 

“Mmm!”  

“Such a pretty miss,” Tobi breathed out, clearly at his limit. “Let me see pretty lady cum …”

You screamed around Deidara’s cock. He grunted viciously as you reached your limit, clenching down on Tobi. You were rocked with a few harsh, quick thrusts before Tobi forced himself to pull out, white leaking from his slit and into the crack of your ass. 

Deidara grabbed your ankle and forced you toward him. Without needing to be asked, you spread your legs, giving him the sight of your pussy clenching around nothing, still hungry. 

Deidara’s cock twitched with want. He settled at your entrance, pushing himself into your slick cunt. 

“Too bad she’s getting pretty boy after the likes of us,” Kisame said, slapping Tobi’s wrist as he, apparently, tapped out, still mysteriously reticent. 

Deidara frowned, trying to enjoy the possessive clench of your cunt. “Sh ―Shut up.”

Your heel knocked into Deidara’s back, causing him to fall forward and into your arms. 

You kissed his nose. “I wanna see you.”

Deidara blinked, then smirked, then fucked into you ― a sharp, quick thrust ― and drank in your gasp.

“Aw, c’mon,” he said. “Can’t still be tight after all that.”

“Yeah,” You breathed against Deidara’s cheek as he started a rhythm, “c’mon, cutie ―”

“Cutie?” 

Deidara forced his fingers into your mouth, followed by two more digits, as his hips rolled into you, skin slapping as you slurped on the digits. 

“Don’t think you can get smart with me, whore.” 

Deidara hissed as you sucked on him from both holes. He hit against your walls, silky and velvety against his overdue cock.

“Got to admit, you’ve got a nice little pussy ― argh,” Deidara bit into his lips as you moaned underneath him. “It really is ― hah ― a piece of art ― hah ― but don’t think you’re getting the best of me ―”

Despite his words, you were getting the best of him. Shit. He had waited too long, and you felt too good. Already, he felt the strain of an oncoming climax. Your breasts bounced and knocked into his chest as he fixed himself hard to you. At a particularly hard thrust, you threw your head back, exposing your pretty neck to him. 

Deidara dove into it, biting at the skin there. Maybe, amongst all the members here, he’d be the one to leave his mark on you …

You raked hard, red lines down his back and Deidara cried out, gritting his teeth. The pleasure married with the pain. So good. So good. 

It would be no good if he came before you did; he would never live it down. Deidara forced a hand down the bridge of your bodies to twirl at your clit.  

“Oh, fuck, mm!” Your legs quivered around him. 

He watched you from the side of his eye. You had the prettiest lips, sweet and plump. 

He felt your clenching, now more involuntary than ever as you cried out. He muffled the sound with a kiss to your abused lips. The squeeze of you was enough to topple him over the edge. Stars and colors swam over his lids as he squeezed his eyes shut, sucking your soul from your lips as orgasms ravaged your body and his ―

A hand dragged him off of you. His cock sprung from your cunt to spray the inside of your thighs with his spent. 

“What the fuck ―?”

“Didn’t think I had to say it,” Kakuzu said, dragging him to the side of the bed. “But: not inside, you idiot.” 

“He really is the youngest of us all,” Hidan teased.

Deidara growled as Kakuzu stared at your cunt, clearly tempted. Deidara stood, ready to fight ―

“Enough.” 

Pain came forward, fully nude. The others parted for him. You sat on the bed, patiently waiting for him, your eyes following him with a reverent dreaminess.

Pain idly wiped away Deidara’s spent with the tail of a sheet, unfazed by it all. “It seems it’s finally my turn.” Again, like no time had passed, he beckoned you on your feet. “Up.”

You did so; standing as he sat. You seemed to read his mind and backed into his legs. Pain scooped you up in his lap, balancing you atop him, inches from his cockhead.

“You’re lovely.” Pain licked the shell of your ear, his chin nestled in your shoulder. He held you above him, hands tucked into the back of your knees. “And your services have been much appreciated tonight. Now, Let me take it from here.”

He sat you on his cock, a hand at your throat to choke you with. 

“Oh!” You jostled as Pain fucked into you from below, your voice muffled with Pain’s hand closing your airways. “O ―Oh!” 

A muffled giggle. “Be careful not to break her, Leader.” Zetsu appeared from the wall. “I’m afraid sometimes you don’t know your own strength.”

“I doubt she would complain,” Pain replied idly, intensely studying your face, firmly fixed in his grip and contorted with pleasure. He slapped his hips into you again and again, the meat of his cock appearing and disappearing, enveloped by your snatch.

The other members congregated to watch the show before them. Deidara ached; his orgasm had been ruined by the fucking ragdoll, and now Pain enjoyed the pussy that had been his only a few moments before. And yet he couldn’t imagine participating unless openly invited by Pain. Deidara gripped his cock, still slick from his time inside of you, and stroked himself to the sight.

Juices mixed around the base of Pain’s cock. You whimpered and moaned, hands clutching his shoulders to keep balance. 

“Oh, gods, Pain, I ― please!”

His other hand toyed with the prominent nipple of your tit, delighted in how it grew under his attention. His balls slapped the fat of your ass with each thrust. You were no lightweight; giving what he gave, syncronizing with his thrusts in no time. Pain huffed. He would not, could not admit to how much he was enjoying this. Some pleasure for his base body, the sweet entrapment of your pussy.

“Your pussy is truly marvelous,” he said, voice like silk. “Is all of this truly for me?”

“Yes!” You cried, not a beat skipped. 

“I think it’s for all of us, Leader,” Zetsu said.

“Hush.”

You fell over Pain, your chest almost crushed to his, dainty hands at his sides. Finally Pain began to display signs of pleasure; closing his many-ringed eyes, his lips parting as you threw yourself down on him and he pulled up to you. The hand previously busy with your tit wove past the dip of your hips. A finger brushed past the cleft of your ass cheek to before it found its target, and prodded ―

“Aah!” You threw your head back, clenching and fluttering around him. “Ah ― Pain!”

You had gotten the best of him; a low grunt escaped Pain as he struck his finger deeper into your asshole.

No one cared for Deidara, for if they did they would see his hand working madly on his cock; his lip sucked under his teeth, ready to bleed. 

“I’m ―” You fell into Pain’s chest, releasing a huff. “I’m gonna ―”

“Go ahead.” Pain’s voice sounded under strain, but still demanding in its gritty hush. “You’ve put on a stunning performance for us tonight. Delight us with one more.”

Pain’s knuckle disappeared into the ring of your ass, the skin of your rear rippling from tight thrusts. With a cry-like whimper, you shuddered and convulsed. Pain’s other hand pressed hard into the small of your back, inadvertently steadying you as you succumbed to his merciless thrusts upward into your spasming cunt.

An near imperceptible “oh” from Pain and a pronounced frown was the only indication he had found his release. All before he lifted you from his cock, coated with your juices, where ropes of his spent escaped and landed to make a mess of your inner thigh.

The sight was so wondrous to distract all other attendants in the room from Dedara finishing with a stifled grunt, ribbons of cum splattering to the floor.

Your forehead rested against Pain’s pectoral. You were lathered in sweat, while Pain, save for some pronounced breathing, had ended the night relatively unscathed.

Hidan clapped slowly as Pain guided you carefully off of him. “Brilliant.” 

“You’re such a prick,” Kakuzu grumbled.

“This was more fun than even I anticipated,” Kisame said, sounding genuinely pleased. “We have to do this again sometime.”

“And we shall.” Pain pet some hair away from your drooping face. Sleep would come soon for you. “We will speak to the madam about our next vis ―” Pain blinked at the floor. “Deidara, clean up after yourself.”

[vulpisnocturna]

Where would the akatsuki most likely to have sex at?

Pain:

-probably something kinky like on an altar 😮‍💨 GOD COMPLEX!!!

Kisame:

Probably shower sex LMAO

Hidan:

-In the mf woods because he’s horny 24/7 on a mission

Deidara:

On one of his creations mid-air 🫡 or on a table

Sasori:

In his puppet storage room

Kakuzu:

On a bed. Traditional king. He’s 90yrs old and he likes things like they were in the olden days

Zetsu:

Underground??? Zetsu has sex???

Konan:

-On the sofa in the candlelight after a romantic dinner

Itachi:

On a bed or in a large bathtub/hot springs

Obito:

against the wall/sitting down with them on his lap

[eroticdarling]

𝓣𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓼𝓼𝓵𝔁𝓽 𝓢𝓵𝔁𝓽𝓬𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻

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● 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑺𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒄𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆!

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑨𝒃𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑺𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ♡

Haruchiyo Sanzu | Tokyo Revengers |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐨 ♡ 𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Satoru Gojo | Jujutsu Kaisen |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ♡ 𝑵𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Kyojuro Rengoku | Demon Slayer |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 ♡ 𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Luck Voltia | Black Clover |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 ♡ 𝑷𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Aizetsu | Demon Slayer |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱 ♡ 𝑾𝒂𝒙 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Eren Yeager | Attack On Titan |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑫𝒓𝒚 𝑯𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Grimmjow | Bleach |

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗧𝘄𝗼!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ♡ 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝑺𝒆𝒙 ♡

Choso | Jujutsu Kaisen |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂 ♡

Deidara | Naruto |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑫𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ♡

Akutagawa Ryūnosuke | Bungo Stray Dogs |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒓𝒏 ♡

Ryusei Shido | Blue Lock |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞 ♡ 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Noe Archiviste | The Case Study Of Vanitas |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒆-𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Aki Hayakawa | Chainsaw Man

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒂 ♡

Ranpo Edogawa | Bongo Stray Dogs |

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗧𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑫𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 ♡

Keiji Akaashi | Haikyuu |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑹𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑺𝒆𝒙 ♡

Sanemi Shinazugawa | Demon Slayer |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑶𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍 ♡

Wakatoshi Ushijima | Haikyuu |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Touya (Dabi) Todoroki | BNHA |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑬𝒙𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒎 ♡

Toji Fushiguro | Jujutsu Kaisen |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 ♡ 𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ♡

Gladiolus | Homesick |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑩𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Yami Sukehiro | Black Clover |

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐨 ♡ 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂 ♡

Garou | One Punch Man |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ♡ 𝑭𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Ogun Montgomery | Fire Force |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 ♡ 𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ♡

Jean Kirstein | Attack On Titan |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 ♡ 𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑶𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒔 ♡

Portgas D. Ace | One Peice |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱 ♡ 𝑮𝒖𝒏 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Manjiro (Mikey) Sano | Tokyo Revengers |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 ♡

Shoko Ieiri × Suguru Geto | Jujutsu Kaisen |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ♡ 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒙 ♡

Shinmon Benimaru | Fire Force |

𝗧𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗡𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗵 - 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑪𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒎 ♡

Nanjō (Joe) Kojirō | Sk8 The Infinity |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 ♡ 𝑻𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Sai | Naruto |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑩𝑫𝑺𝑴 ♡

Dazai Osamu | Bungo Stray Dogs |

𝓣𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓼𝓼𝓵𝔁𝓽 © 𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓪𝓻𝓲𝔃𝓮, 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮, 𝓪𝓷𝓭/𝓸𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓹𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓮.

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾!

[smh-yoon]

akatsuki - fucking you dumb

a/n: if you didn't know, i have an akatsuki bf/gf scenario book on wattpad and i was writing something for pein today that got a little spicy, so i had to bring it here. this will include all nine members, not including orochimaru.

pairings: pein, konan, hidan, kakuzu, deidara, sasori, obito, kisame, itachi x fem! reader

genre: smut; fem! on fem!, male! on fem!

warnings: dirty dirty talk!! (praise and degrading), swearing, creampie, fingering, giving head - male and fem receiving, exhibitionism, threesome, possessiveness, choking, toxic behavior (obito), tentacles, spitting, manhandling?, pool sex ofc

enjoy ;)

PEIN

the cold wood of the desk brushed against your nipples with every thrust of pein's hard cock into your cunt, adding to the buildup of your approaching orgasm.

he had your hands locked behind your back, using them to tug you backwards onto his leaking dick as he threw his head back. the best part about him being such a skilled shinobi is that he had plenty of stamina.

slick was dripping down your thighs, and he'd already fucked you through your first orgasm. his fingers were pressing hard against your skin where he was gripping you, jaw clenching as he felt his own climax approach.

suddenly he was pressing you down against the desk, arching your back with one hand and setting an all new pace as he drilled into you. in moments, you were gushing around him, nearly screaming as he brushed you g-spot until he was pumping his load into you, cum dripping down your shaking thighs.

KONAN

konan's bare breasts were pressed against your back, nipples hard against your skin as she fingered you from behind.

she was determined to make you squirt for the third time today, tears already dripping down your cheeks as you jerked from the sensitivity of your aching cunt. you couldn't help arching into her hand, desperately seeking your orgasm.

the sheets under you were soaked in your cum, and konan's fingers were sticky with your slick from fingering you non stop. her other hand reached around your stomach as she began thrusting her fingers faster.

the other hand flicked at your clit, circling and pressing hard as you sobbed in pleasure. you came again, crying out as the intense sensation made you eyes roll back.

HIDAN

hidan's obnoxious laugh made you want to cry, choking on kakuzu's cock in your mouth and he fucked you harder from behind. he was so sure you were into kakuzu enough that he invited him into a threesome, not the kakuzu minded.

his fingers threaded through your hair, the tugging making your eyes rolling back as you swallowed around his thick cock. "just like that slut. couldn't live with just one cock fuckin' you, huh? had to have two."

your jaw went slack as hidan kept up his bruising pace, paying no mind to the increasing volume of the hums you could get out around kakuzu. hidan's voice reached your ears in the haze of the moment.

"gonna cum in you, then watch kuzu fuck my cum back into your cunt. show him how good you take it whore."

KAKUZU

kakuzu was still counting money in the corner of the room, paying no mind to you as you writhed on the bed, bound by long tendrils stretching from his form. two skinnier ones alternated thrusting into your pussy, another flicking your clit.

this was your punishment, for forgetting to pick up one of his bounties. no big deal, he could always get some other quick cash, but there was no way he was letting you off easy.

"kakuzu.. please!" you were so close to the edge it hurt, but he never let you cum. not for the past half hour you'd been tied with your hands above your head.

his eyes flicked lazily to you, gaze dark as a smirk slid onto his face. with a chuckled he sent another tendril your way, watching it slide around your neck.

"shut up, i have to restart now."

DEIDARA

long blonde hair brushed against your shoulders as your eyes rolled back, deidara's hand on your shoulder holding you up as he pushed his cock past your walls.

he'd made a bet with hidan that he could fuck you till you cried, and he was sure to deliver. you were in tears after the first orgasm, after he ate your pussy out the way he knew best. and another bet later, now he was determined to fuck you till he couldn't cum anymore.

hidan was sitting directly in front of you at the edge of bed in his own chair, cock pulled out of his pants, leaking from the tip. he'd been barking orders all night, telling deidara where to touch, cum, how to fuck you and your mouth properly. if you didn't hate hidan so much, you might've thanked him for the advice, because you were getting your brains fucked out.

he stood from his spot, coming close and grabbing your jaw roughly, watching you gaze up at him through hazy eyes. then he was spitting into your open mouth, watching you flinch and moan and deidara fucked you faster as he sat back down and enjoyed the show.

SASORI

sasori was quick to attach as many strings as he wanted to your limbs, controlling you just the way he wanted, his own personal fuck doll. he'd watched you finger yourself, fuck yourself with whichever synthetic cock he chose, and now he was watching you choke down his own.

he had all the power, and he knew it got you off too. never having to worry that pretty, empty head about having to do any work. he might as well keep you with his other puppets, if that's all you were good for.

a groan left his mouth as you choked around him, swallowing and moaning at the way he filled your throat.

when he looked back down at you, one of his puppets leaning against the wall caught his attention. his newest, and by far the biggest he'd built. he rung his fingers in your hair and pulled you off his cock, petting your face as you gasped for air.

"get up. we're doing something new."

OBITO

"what the fuck were you doing? huh? think you can run off to some other man?"

you were sobbing into the pillows, back aching as obito pounded into you. it hurt, so so good. he was using you however he wanted, you were his stress relief, but that didn't mean you could get away with whoring yourself out to the akatsuki. not that you actually did, he was just a jealous freak when it came to you.

he reached around your shoulders and leaned down, sweaty chest pressed against your back as he got close to your ear, nearly growling as he spoke.

"you remember no one will ever fuck you like this. you're fucking mine."

KISAME

one of kisame's ultimate fantasies was to let him hunt you down in the water, a predator-prey type situation. you always worried he'd take it too far, maybe hurt you, accidentally drown you. as his thick cock slid into your pussy for the first time that night, warm water lapping at your skin, his hands holding you tight against him, you couldn't help but wonder why you waited so long.

while he'd pulled you to a quiet shore of a hidden cove, you were worried you were still too loud, that the world would hear.

kisame's shark teeth grazed your shoulder as he let out a shuddering breath against your skin, feeling your nails dig into his back. the feeling of his razor sharp teeth made you nearly freeze with terror, but you tightened around him as your body tingled.

"hope you can handle a little blood."

ITACHI

as much as you wanted itachi to trap you in an endless sex fantasy with a genjutsu, he was a much more gentle lover. not that you minded, he always made sure your needs were more than fulfilled.

he was taking his time lapping up your pussy, sucking and kissed and tonguing wherever he could reach. he lived for the feeling of your hips bucking into his mouth, fingers gripping his hair from the overwhelming pleasure he gave you.

he knew you so well, listened to your breathing and the volume of your moans, hearing them get more high pitched as you neared your orgasm.

"come on pretty girl, let me take care of you."

<3 <3 <3

[p3nislawd]

back at the base. | deidara

EXPLICIT NSFW CONTENT

contains : fem!reader, hookup/fwb almost? except not rlly friends jus. fuck buddies???, hidan cusses a lot, fingering fem!receiving, ig technically oral fem!receiving cuz of his weird hand thing, vaginal sex, umm high stakes ig? maybe a death threat

thinking abt deidara who takes you back and fucks you in the akatsuki base.

deidara first laid eyes on you on a mission with hidan --kakuzu and sasori were off on their own separate ones-- in a restaurant they had stopped in. you strode up to their table, small notebook and pen in hand and an easy smile upon your lips. your eyes met, and you offered deidara a smile through those long lashes and something deep in his stomach fluttered.

he caught you looking at their table more than once, biting your lip or toying with your lips with a finger in thought. every time it happened, deidara grinned.

you walked by and asked them if they needed anything many more times than you needed to.

at first, deidara thought you mightve been looking at them and passing by them in fear, or suspicion. they often did little to hide their cloaks and identities.

but as you stopped and refilled his cup with water, fingers brushing against his on the ceramic, your eyes told a different story.

hidan eyed him in silence as you left. "looks like that bitch has a thing for you," he snorted. "you're one fucking lucky guy, y'know that, shithead? she's hot."

deidara rolled his eyes. "whatever, yeah."

whatever my ass, he thought as you slipped him a note with the check, the yellow piece of sticky paper staring him dead in the face, like a traffic sign. hidan peered over his shoulder, grey hairs tickling his neck. deidara shuddered and yanked himself away. "dude! back up, yeah. weirdo.." he grumbled, looking away with a scowl.

"whatcha got there, shithead?" hidan laughed, eyes dropping down to the paper before deidara could stuff it in his pocket, or maybe even crumple it up. in truth, he hadn't read it yet himself. "i fucking knew it! i'm always fucking right. jashin may be favoring you today, but he sure as hell won't tomorrow!"

deidara ignored him and read the paper, heart pounding in his ears.

you look like you know how to give a girl a good time. i want to know if it's true. you can meet me out back at seven, if you want.

and at seven, he arrived. at eight, after the most enthralling makeout session of his life, he took you back to the base.

deidara shushed you with his hand on your mouth, the other firm on your ass as he led you through the dark.

"deidara, where are we-" you began, muffled, only to interrupt yourself with a yelp as the mouth on his hand began to move.

you had been surprised at first when his strange hand predicament had been revealed, but if anything, it was a secret, surprising turn on. the more mouths the better, i guess?

"shut up, yeah. you wanna get us caught, huh?" he hissed, hot breath on your ear as his other mouth parted your lips with it's tongue. you whined and shook your head, and he couldn't help but smirk as he took you through the entrance of the base.

you were practically blind in the dark as he opened his door and flung you into his room, where you went stumbling into furniture you couldn't see. you hissed, and tried to steady yourself as deidara closed the door and latched back onto you like before, now freed from his heavy robe.

he held your hips with a vice grip as he pressed his mouth desperately against yours, entangling his tongue within your mouth and groaning. he slipped a hand below your work uniform and his tongue slid around your thigh, leaving a cold trail of saliva across your skin.

"can't believe you really decided to fuck an akatsuki member," he gasped into your lips, pressing you against the edge of his bed until you fell onto the mattress with a yelp. "stupid, yeah. never seen someone so fucking dumb." his cock strained painfully against his pants and he groaned, guttural and genuine.

"i'm not dumb," you replied defensively. "i know what i'm getting into. i just want to-" you inhaled sharply as deidara slid off your bottoms and stuck his hand down your underwear. "fuck."

"sure you do," he huffed and fumbled with the bottons on your shirt until eventually, after watching his struggle with a smile, you slipped off your shirt for him. simultaneously, he slid a hand beneath your bra and prodded your clit with his fingers.

"deidara," you breathed, reaching up to tangle your fingers within his silky blonde hair, throwing your head back as he pressed two fingers inside and the mouth on his palm licked at your folds. "f-fuck! dei, wait.." you trailed off, but deidara silenced your moans with his tongue.

"you can take it, can't you, yeah?" he replied, almost cocky. suddenly, he pulled away.

as he slid down his pants and lined up his thick cock along your pussy, he smiled and licked lips at the sight. you laid on his bed on your back, hands clutching the sheets tight and your shirt and bottoms flung to the floor. a heavy flush laid over your face and your pussy glistened with your slick and his saliva.

his dick twitched in arousal as he looked up from your privates and back to your face, placing his hands tight on your hips and slowly sliding himself in. as you moaned and tried to thrash beneath him, he laughed.

"y'know, hidan kills every bitch he brings back and fucks," he hums, eyes glinting with a newfound excitement. your blood runs cold, and despite how much you shudder, you can't tell if it's from fear or arousal as he bottoms out.

"it'd be a shame if i had to do that to you too, yeah."

but as deidara pounded you into the sheets, rutting into your cervix like a dog, he knew your pussy was too good to go to waste.

[ragingdumpsterfire]

Deidara NSFW Alphabet

Deidara x fem!reader || minors dni || 18+ ⚠️

This is my first time doing one of these alphabets, and lemme tell you, I struggled with it! Anyway, I fell in love with this adorable bastard, and couldn’t resist writing one for him.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Post-orgasm Deidara is extremely relaxed, drowsily murmuring about art ideas, and ends up falling asleep curled up with his head nuzzling the crook of your neck, or against your breasts. He always drapes an arm around your waist, and tangles his foot in your legs, as if he’s afraid to lose you in his sleep. He always sleeps deeply afterwards, a slight snore coming from him as his toned chest rises and falls rhythmically, and you enjoy the blissful, quiet moment taking in his soft features beneath his long hair as you drift into your own deep sleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Deidara is particularly fond of his long, blonde hair. He loves the way you absentmindedly play with it when the two of you spend time together, and the way you pull on it as he’s going down on you.

As far as your body, he goes crazy for the small of your back and your hipbones, the spaces on your skin that peek out over the top of your pants. He loves when you lay on your stomach and lean on your elbows while studying a book, because it gives him the chance to lean over you, his long hair cascading over your curves, as his fingers gently grip your waist and his lips plant soft, tempestuous kisses along your back. Nothing gets him more excited than when you finally give in to your instincts and curve your back against him. He knows he’s got you riled up, and you laugh quietly as you feel his lips grin against your back.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

There’s nothing Deidara loves more than to pull out of you at the last second and finish on your back, stomach, face, pretty much anywhere as long as it’s on you. He says it’s the purest form of art, the expression of the passion ignited between the two of you, his artistic expression of devotion to you. Additionally, Deidara loves making you come on his fingers and tongue. He loves gazing up at you as he plunges his tongue deep within you, fingers expertly stroking your needy clit, feeling your tight walls clench around him, your sweet release flowing and flooding his senses.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Deidara really, really loves showing you off. He thought you were the finest form of art, and he took more than a little satisfaction showing you off. He wanted the jealous stares of both men and woman as they can’t keep their eyes off of you. He’d never tell you this, because he didn’t want you to think he viewed you as an object, but he really enjoyed the stroke to his ego knowing he had someone as beautiful as you at his side.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

What Deidara lacked in experience when you two first met, he more than made up for in confidence and natural charisma. Due to his artistic eye, he focuses on what makes drives you wild, and with the finesse of his skilled fingers (and much to your particular delight, the mouths in his hands), he soon had you coming undone time and time again.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Deidara loves any pose that lets him have control, whether it’s doggy style with his fingers wrapped in your hair or around your neck, or with you riding him as he grips your hips and controls your pace, watching your expressions as he pounds into you. He loves the feeling from being the dominant one in the relationship.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Aside from a few poorly timed comments about explosions, Deidara mostly takes his experiences with you seriously. He truly admires you and thinks of you as a true artist, and takes pride knowing you chose him as a partner.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

The rest of Deidara’s body is a stark contrast to his long, gorgeous blonde hair. He keeps his body smooth.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

As with his art, Deidara is completely consumed with the moments he spends with you. The two of you speak a similar language, and to him, experiencing you is akin to a religious experience. With that being said, he doesn’t hesitate to play rough.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

When the two of you are separated, Deidara pulls out the letters you wrote him detailing all the ways you touch yourself while he’s not with you. You went into flourished detail, and it read like poetry. It was one of the reasons why he respected you, and originally fell for you. You were a true artist, and the way you formed your words caught his eye. And now, as his hand slicks rapidly over his throbbing member, he thinks of the scenario you painted so painfully clearly, of you with your slender fingers on your body, your eyebrows knit as you focus, the beautiful face you make as you feel waves of pure ecstasy, the way you cry out for him even in his absence, and moans your name as he spills over his hand.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Deidara has a bit of an exhibitionist side to him, as everything he does is a form of art, and therefore must be acknowledged by an audience. Deidara will happily take you aside for a quick fuck in any public place, and the louder you are, the harder and rougher he gets. More than once, various members of the Akatsuki had the unfortunate honor of walking in on you and Deidara, and now they were painfully familiar with the sounds you make when Deidara finishes in you.

You’ve also found out by accident that Deidara goes completely feral when you bite and kiss him hard enough to leave marks on his skin. He loves showing the marks off, considering himself your masterpiece.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

One of the best spots, according to Deidara, is sex on the back of his large clay bird, underneath the stars and the moon as the nighttime air glides over the two of you. You had to admit that it was on the more romantic side for him, and it was quite an exhilarating experience.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly just seeing you gets Deidara’s blood flowing south. You are his muse, his passion, his reason for breathing. Everything you do turns him on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

You’d never seen Deidara so pissed as when you teased him with the idea of shit play. Not that you had been serious, you had no interest in it either, but Deidara was fuming. No, he had shouted, not at you, but more at the idea. “It’s, it’s—uncouth! It’s unrefined!! IT. IS NOT. ART!!

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Deidara is particularly turned on by recovering oral, especially when he wraps his fingers in your hair, hand firmly on the back of your head, and thrusts roughly into your throat. He loves the way you take him so well, tears welling in your eyes, and his fingers resting on your throat so he can feel how deep you can take him. It drives him wild when you gag on his cock, and he doesn’t last long with his frantic thrusting before he spills his hot seed down your throat.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

You and Deidara were prone to explosive, rough sessions of loud hard fucking, but you two were also known to have deep, passionate nights of lovemaking in which the two of you moved with intention in every motion. Every breath that pooled over the other’s skin, every brush of lips against panting breasts, every sigh and cry of ecstasy, it was all a deep, emotional experience. Deidara compared it to seeing a life changing piece of art.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Nothing Deidara does is half hearted, and fucking you is no exception. He likes to take his time with you, make sure he has you unraveled and trembling by the time he’s done with you. With that being said, Deidara won’t hesitate to spontaneously take you while out, because it comes with the added thrill of risking getting caught.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Deidara is more than willing to experiment. Location, positions, you name it. If it’ll get the both of you off, he’s up for trying anything new.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Deidara’s style is to focus on the quality vs quantity, and really take his time with you. By the time you’re both exhausted and drained, he’s had you come undone multiple times, and he finishes with, you called it, a big explosion.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

The two of you came to the conclusion that toys were unnecessary in this relationship, unless you count Deidara’s detonating clay, at very, very small amounts?

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Deidara has a slightly sadistic side to him, and sometimes he applies that to the bedroom. The two of you have played with edging, and he does it so well with that taunting, sexy voice of his.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

True to his form in battle, Deidara is very vocal during sex. He expresses himself well, moaning your name, and the way he groans when you first start to tease him is truly heavenly.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Deidara’s always been interested in a threesome with you and another man. He wants to see you come undone with someone else, wants to take you from behind as the other man shoves his cock down your needy mouth.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Underneath Deidara’s Akatsuki robes is a strong and lithe body, flawless from scars due to his tactics as a long range ninja and prowess with explosives. He cares for his body as a temple, as he appreciates the more refined aspects of life. You’ve never been able to pry your eyes away from him form any time he removes articles of clothing, drinking him in as you gaze over his body, the teasing way the v shape on his abdomen leads your eye lower, the way his cock hangs as he doesn’t notice the way the lust shines in your eyes. He’s not large, pretty average as far as you knew, but he knows how to damn well use it to make you come undone over and over.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

To your delight, and sometimes irritation, Deidara has a very high sex drive. He finds not only your body addictive, but your intellect a turn on too. Anytime you two are in the same room, his hands will be all over you, his lips brushing over the sensitive spots on your neck as he tells you all the things he wants to do to you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Deidara is always falling asleep on you after sex, but it’s really quite adorable. The way the seriousness fades away, and he’s so completely happy that he drifts off while nuzzling you.

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My Favorite Deidara Fanfictions 👅

Fluff : 🌺    Smut : 🔥    Angst : 😭    None : 🌲

If you like these characters don’t hesitate to check the new arrivals, I update every day according to my readings.

Deidara 👅 :

How He Reacts To You Flirting With Him 🌺

How He Reacts To Receiving A Strip Tease 🌺🔥

Him Being Jealous Of Another Member Of The Akatsuki 🌺

When You Throw Your Bra On His Face 🌺🔥

First Kiss 🌺

Insecure S/o 🌺🔥

Clingy S/o 🌺

Reacting To You Wearing A White Shirt Top But It Rained And It's Transy Now 🌺🔥

Kiss Headcanon 🌺

His Love Language 🌺

Dealing With Silent Treatment 🌺

Christmas Gift 🌺

If You Have A Lot Of Tatoo 🌺

If You Have Scars 🌺

A Child Who Regenerates In Akatsuki 🌺

Cuddling Post Sexy Time 🌺

Mark 🌺

Suddenly Telling Him You're In The Mood 🔥

Giving Him A Head 🔥

How He Cums 🔥

Being Intimate With Him For The First Time 🔥🌺

How He Reacts To You Using The Safe Word 🔥

His Ideal Evening With His S/o 🔥

Head With Him 🔥

Fingering 🔥

Reacting To You Winx Transformation Jutsu 🔥

Unising His Jutsu On You In Bed 🔥

Things His Does That Ruin Sex 🔥😭

Sexy Panty Preference 🔥

Freaky Times He Fucks You On Mission 🔥

Shower Sex With Him 🔥

How He Reacts To You Starting To Rock Your His Against His 🔥💚✨

How Long He Would Take To Realize You Are In Love 😭

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Uhhh something something with Akatsuki guys breeding their (adult) lil sister :) Bonus for Konan to also breed her lil sister :,)

tw: incest, sibling incest, dub/noncon, breeding, babytrapping, possessiveness

All characters depicted are 18+

Deidara has never given much thought to having children, he's still pretty young, not to mention that kids are just annoying little brats that will distract him from his art, so he doesn't want any at first, but when he catches his younger sister spending time with other guys, Deidara gives the idea of children much more consideration.

His sister isn't much younger than him. Deidara is nineteen and his baby sis is only a year younger then he is, but the blonde artist doesn't care, she's his sister and she shouldn't be devoting himself to any man but him.

Not only does Deidara want to mark her as his property for possessive reasons, but he would be lying if the thought of breaking his sister's virginity and filling her up until she's thoroughly bred with his baby turns him on like nothing else.

Even if his sister refuses, Deidara will push the issue, practically nagging her into letting him impregnate her, despite the fact that he's being too pushy and they're closely related to each other by blood. Deidara really wants to make sure other guys know to stay away, and this is the most effective way to do it.

"C'mon dummy don't be like that! You love kids, yeah?! So you should be thanking me for being a good big brother and giving you one!"

Deidara is a virgin and an inexperienced one at that, all of his sexual knowledge comes from trashy porno magazines, so he has little to no clue what he's doing when he thrusts into his sister's cunt, too lost in how good it feels to coordinate his thrusts properly.

He also doesn't know much about impregnation and the subsequent pregnancy, but what he does know is that he has to cum inside of her a whole bunch so he can properly knock her to up and keep her all to himself.

Deidara might be inexperienced, but he isn't a complete idiot. He knows that his sister has been on the pill, but he planned ahead, taking her pills and throwing them out when she isn't looking, since he doesn't want any stupid pills getting in his way.

Once he's finally done he'll keep his cock in her for a while, telling her how she better not let a single drop spill out of her, or else he'll just have to breed her all over again.

"Oh yeah, that felt great~ Now you better be a good mommy and behave yourself, or else. I'll just fill you up again, un!"

If she somehow doesn't get pregnant from that encounter, Deidara doesn't sweat it. He's already become addicted to his sister's perfect little pussy, so he's gonna be breeding it everyday anyway.

tw: incest, sibling incest, noncon, breeding, age difference, puppet fucking, drugging, plugs

Sasori hates children. They're needy, loud, annoying, and just all around obnoxious. Sasori never thought he'd want to impregnate someone, especially his own sister, but curiosity gets the better of him, he wants to know if he can get her pregnant even as a puppet.

He rarely ever gives his sister much thought, she just exists to him, and he's only using her because she's the closest woman to him. But when Sasori actually bothers to be around her, he can't help but notice how cute she is, even if she is a brat by his standards.

Sasori won't go into things completely unprepared, he knows how to prepare for things ahead of time. He'll use some of his special poisons to increase her fertility and libido, slipping it into her food and drink when she isn't paying attention, although it is suspicious that her usually cold brother is cooking for her out of nowhere.

Once he's certain that his drugs worked on her, Sasori will take advantage of her, laying her down and getting on top of her. She's obviously confused, but Sasori will explain what he's doing to her in his usual deadpan and blunt way.

"What am I doing..? I'm putting a baby in you. Isn't it obvious? Or are you so stupid that you don't know where babies come from..?"

Sex with Sasori is rather uncomfortable for her. His body is a puppet, so it's wooden, and his cock feels more like a dildo than an actual organic penis, but for Sasori it feels completely normal and pleasurable, although it's hard to tell he's feeling good, since he rarely makes noise and never blinks.

Sasori is still emotionless even during such an intimate moment, he'll simply thrust into his sister's sloppy cunt, only really talking to tell her to stop being so loud with all her annoying crying and pleas to stop.

The absolute loudest he'll be is when he groans as he finishes inside of her. Sasori won't show it on his face or with his words, but he really enjoyed it, even if his sister clearly didn't enjoy it at all as evidenced by her tears.

After he pulls out, Sasori will be stern and make sure that she knows her place, letting her know that she better have his children, despite the fact that he has a very open dislike of kids that he doesn't even bother to hide from her.

"This better work... and if it does, I want nothing to do with whatever annoying children you push out... that's your problem now, little sister."

When he's done, he'll shove a plug into her filled up hole, not wanting her to waste a single drop of his essence, and Sasori will make it very clear that he won't tolerate her removing the plug until he says so.

tw: incest, sibling incest, dub/noncon, breeding, praise, infantilization, choking, cheating

Itachi is an Uchiha, so he has a natural inclination to reproduce, and he's also an older brother, so if he ever has the urge to breed, he can always go to his sweet little sister.

While Itachi could knock up Izumi instead of his own little sister, and his girlfriend would be more than willing to have his babies, Itachi just thinks his baby sister is so much more adorable and sweet, not to mention more tight and fertile.

He isn't a brute, he isn't going to throw his sister down and force himself onto her like a common thug, that would be mean, so instead he'll manipulate her into coming to his bedroom, and of course she does. She has no reason to doubt her sweet older brother's good intentions.

Itachi still sees his little sister as his baby, despite her being much too old to be considered that, so he'll be overly soothing and gentle when he eases his fat cock into her, not stopping until he's balls deep inside of her fertile cunt, cooing praises into her ear as he pounds her.

"Shhh... There there, baby. You're doing such a good job. Now keep taking it like a good girl, you're making Nii Nii so proud of you..."

He's almost too gentle when he's breeding her, treating her like a porcelain doll that can shatter with even the most slight of pressure, he also doesn't want to risk being too rough when he's trying to impregnate her, not wanting to damage the cute little womb that he's going to fill up with new Uchihas. However, he will choke her slightly, his slender hand squeezing her neck as he gets close.

Itachi is almost a completely different person when he's inside his sister. He's usually a doting yet distant older brother, but he becomes almost clingy when he's fucking her, his heavier body pressed flush against hers and his hands constantly gripping her body as he pounds into her, whispering praises into her ear.

He's nothing if not thorough, he wants to be completely certain that he's bred her well and proper, so he won't stop even after cumming inside of her countless times. She obviously grows tired and overwhelmed from the prolonged breeding session, but he's too focused on claiming her sweet pussy to stop.

When he is finally done filling her to the brim, he'll kindly manipulate incentivize her into keeping this as their little secret, offering to spend more time with her and train her despite his busy mission schedule.

"Good girl, you made me feel so good... Now, if you promise to be good and not tell anyone about this, I'll help you with your shuriken jutsu later, doesn't that sound nice?"

He'll never call himself a pervert, but he doesn't exactly hide how much it turns him on to see his sister cutely limp around the house afterwards, her big brother's seed stuffed inside her womb, unbeknownst to the rest of the family.

tw: incest, sibling incest, dub/noncon, breeding, monster cocks, double penetration, age difference, size difference, biting, victim blaming

Kisame has always been a more hands off elder brother. His sister didn't inherit the shark like features that he has, so it's almost impossible to believe that such a sweet and cute looking girl is so closely related to the Monster of The Mist, and Kissme himself isn't immune to her cuteness.

Kisame is a bit strange when it comes to his sex drive, on some days sex is the last thing on his mind, but on other days he's practically a feral animal in heat that needs a wet hole to breed, and his poor sister just so happens to catch him on one of those days.

He's a big guy, so he can easily just hold her down and use her like a little fleshlight, and that's exactly what she does, as soon as he gets his hands on her he's pinning her down on the nearest surface and stuffing her full of his dual cocks.

While Kisame technically doesn't need to use both of his cocks in order to breed, he wants to, and his poor sister's pussy will have to suffer for it as she's filled up with both of her brother's huge cocks.

"Fuck!! Keep squeezing my cocks like that, bitch. Your big bro wants to fill ya up real good, so no more bitchin' and whinin'~"

Even if he wasn't trying to be rough, his thrusts are still brutal, his large thighs pressed against her smaller ones as he shoves himself into her over and over again, his deadly teeth biting down on any bit of her skin that they can reach.

Due to his menacing appearance and even more monstrous reputation, Kisame doesn't get laid very often, so he is very pent up, his huge and heavy balls slapping against her clit as he fills her up with his thick cocks, shooting his pent up load into her countless times.

He has very high stamina, so the shark-like man is able to go at it for hours on end, never having to take breaks even when she's hardly conscious underneath him and begging him to stop.

Once he is finally done with her, most likely having fucked her from dusk until dawn, he'll be somewhat apologetic, although will ultimately blame her for his actions. She knows how Kisame gets sometimes, so she should have been a good girl and known better.

"Ahh~ Sorry about that, babygirl, guess I got a bit carried away... Maybe don't go actin' all cute around me next time..."

Kisame isn't trying to knock her up because he wants kids, he's too busy slicing his enemies to ribbons for something like that, he just can't control his feral urges when he's around he sweet little cunt.

tw: incest, sibling incest, noncon, breeding, sadism, abuse, degradation, blood kink, ritual sex, threats, bondage

Unlike some others, Hidan doesn't want to knock his sister up because of a deep possessiveness or need for control, Hidan just wants to breed her because the sadist thinks it would be absolutely hilarious to see his sister all knocked up.

He isn't a nice big brother at all, Hidan is always picking on his sister and making her feel dirty about herself, so his little sister will try to avoid being alone with him at all costs, but Hidan gets her alone eventually...

He'll drag his sister into his room under the guise of a ritual for his beloved Lord Jashin, he'll even threaten her into accepting the "ritual" telling her that she either gets to participate in a breeding ritual or a blood ritual with him, so she has little choice in the matter.

He's quick to tie her down on his bed, making sure she can't move when he has his way with her. Hidan doesn't gag her however, since no one else lives with them and their parents are out of the picture, she can scream and cry in pain as loud as she wants, it's music to his ears.

"Cmon, just take it you dumb little hoe! You're always dressed like a slut anyway, so just take my cum and get knocked up already!"

Hidan is brutally rough with her, almost to the point of drawing blood, and if she does end up bleeding from his treatment, then that's even better, since blood turns Hidan on like nothing else.

While not inexperienced, Hidan doesn't know how to be gentle during sex, nor does he care to learn, so his cock will roughly bully it's way into her tight pussy while Hidan pounds into her and breeds her with all the carefulness and grace of a rabid dog in heat, even drooling like one during the act.

Hidan never shuts up when he's fucking her, he always has to be making some sort of noise, whether it be degrading her, openly fantasizing about her pregnant body, or just loudly grunting and moaning like a pornstar while he's fucking her.

He has quite a bit of stamina, so he can stuff her full of cum all night long. When he's finished cramming her womb full of his seed, he'll make sure she knows her place and what she's supposed to do now.

"Phew! That felt great, slut! Now you better raise this stupid little brat to follow the ways of Lord Jashin, got it, little sis?"

Hidan doesn't care to be a parent or an uncle to the kid, in fact if his sister doesn't behave herself from now on, the brat might just be his next sacrifice.

tw: incest, sibling incest, dub/noncon, breeding, age difference, abuse, tentacles, bondage

Despite his very old age, Kakuzu does have a younger sibling who is, while an adult, is also significantly younger than him. Kakuzu doesn't really get along with his sister very much due to their age difference, not to mention how expensive it is to keep her housed and fed.

He can't stand having a girl around his home "mooching" off of him and being a little freeloader. Kakuzu values his money more than anything, including her, so he figures that it's finally time to make her earn her keep and get some responsibility.

Kakuzu is a very big and muscular man, so he can easily manhandle and drag her away to whatever room is closest so he can breed her fertile womb. Her struggles are hardly felt by him, his skin and pain tolerance hardened by decades of battle.

He'll use the threads in his body to stretch out her pussy and prepare her for his cock. The process is incredibly invasive and uncomfortable, especially with her struggling underneath him, but Kakuzu will just scold her for attempting to fight back against him.

"Shut up you little brat. I'm just stretching out your little cunt for me, it wouldn't hurt so much if you weren't so damn tight..."

Once she's properly stretched out to his liking, Kakuzu will use his black threads to restrain her, wrapping around her limbs and keeping her legs spread apart and open to Kakuzu's greedy eyes. The immortal man wastes no time, shoving his cock inside of her without any warning or permission.

Kakuzu is almost as experience in sex as he is in battle, he's nearly a century old so he's had quite a few partners, some more willing than others. Kakuzu isn't experienced in lovemaking however, just in fucking and getting his rocks off.

He isn't very talkative, occasionally groaning and telling her to shut up at the very most. While Kakuzu doesn't want kids, there is a primal part of him that wants to stuff her full of cum and make her his, his thrusts will speed up ever so slightly when these thoughts cross his mind.

While his stamina isn't bad, he won't fuck her for too long, having more important things to do, but he'll still empty a lot of cum inside of her, not even bothering to use any protection. He is rather old anyway, so he probably doesn't have to worry about her getting impregnated from his seed.

"You better not go having any children now, you little idiot. I already have one brat to deal with, the last thing I need is another..."

If she does end up having his child, Kakuzu won't be very happy about it, only tolerating the kid if it somehow benefits him financially, or just keeps his little sister out of his hair and wallet.

tw: incest, sibling incest, dub/noncon, breeding, God complex, praise, mating press

Pain is an incredibly busy man, being the leader of an organization full of eccentric and dangerous individuals, so he's more focused on that family of his instead of his actual one, which comprises of only his younger sister, whom Pain deeply cherishes despite his cold demeanor.

While not a very remorseful individual most of the time, Pain can't help but feel somewhat bad for neglecting his dear sister, so he decides to give her some very special attention when he finally makes time for her.

Pain starts off rather slow, putting an arm around her shoulder in an affectionate gesture before escalating, holding her against his body, which is as cold as a corpse and rigid due to the rods in his body, the proximity quickly makes her very uncomfortable.

Pain can tell she is uncomfortable but doesn't let that deter him very much at all. He wants to make up for lost time, and he won't let her shyness get in the way of that goal.

"Hush now, little one. You should be feeling very grateful right now, not everybody is lucky enough to bear the child of a God."

He'll fuck her on his bed so that his cold body doesn't cause her too much discomfort during the breeding. While he doesn't go out of his way to be rough, he doesn't make much effort to be gentle either, the end goal is to cum inside of her, not to provide pleasure.

Pain is an incredibly imposing figure, even when he doesn't mean to be. His Rinnegan is staring into her very soul as he thrusts into her, the purple circular pattern showing his overwhelming power over her and almost every other human in the world.

Pain is strong physically as well, not just with his eyes but with his body as well, holding his sister down in the mating press while he pounds into her cunt, making sure none of his precious seed spills out of her.

He cums quite a bit, being rather pent up due to his lack of partners and sexual release, so she'll almost certainly be thoroughly knocked up by the time Pain is done with her, he'll even spare her a few kind wonders afterwards.

"Good girl, you did well. Now you'll have someone too keep your company while your elder brother is too busy. Aren't I so benevolent?"

Pain won't be a very attentive parent, he's already too concerned with running his organization and planning their world domination, but he won't be cruel either, occasionally making time for his little wife sister and their offspring.

tw: incest, sibling incest, dub/noncon, breeding, futanari/dickgirl, age difference, manipulation, slight misandry

Konan is a very gentle older sister, helping her dear younger sister with whatever she needs. But Konan is only human, and even she has some urges that are very far from gentle or angelic.

Konan is a very unique woman, she has both a cock and a pair of beautiful breasts, so she can satisfy her sisters emotional needs for a womanly presence, and her physical needs for a male one. But of course her innocent little sister isn't very aware of her elder sister's secret part just yet.

When Konan can't resist the urge to have her dearest sister any longer, she is easily able to manipulate the situation to get her sister alone. The younger sibling adores her older sister, so she'll think nothing of Konan getting rather touchy feely at first.

Even if she does notice Konan getting too close to comfort, Konan can easily talk her way into things, telling her sister how good and normal these sorts of interactions between family members apparently are.

"Shhh, there's nothing strange about this, my little angel. We're both girls after all, so we're allowed to be close like this..."

Konan is almost too gentle, being slow when she pushes her cock inside of her sister, making the younger woman feel every single inch as it slides into her virgin pussy, the feeling is both pleasurable and torturous at once.

Konan's cock is rather big despite her lithe frame, so she's easily able to hit her sister's womb with each thrust, her thick meat stretching her out and filling her fertile depths to the brim with her cum.

She would never wittingly harm her dearest sister, but even a woman as angelic and composed as Konan can't help but get lost in the heat of the moment when she's so deep inside her most cherished treasure, her thrusts speeding up when she's getting especially close to cumming again.

Konan won't stop until she is certain that her sister has been impregnated, then she'll finally be able to keep her sister to herself completely, and without having to worry about any undesirable men getting their perverted hands on her innocent baby sister.

"That's my good little girl... Now we can make a new family together, just the two of us. There's no need for any mean, scary men when you have me..."

Once she's impregnated her little sister, Konan won't let the girl out of her sight for even a minute, keeping a close eye on her little angel and the growing bundle of joy growing in her womb.

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𝟭𝟴+ 𝗳𝗲𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲.

(sᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ, Sʜɪʙᴀʀɪ, ᴇᴅɢɪɴɢ, ᴏʀɢᴀsᴍ ᴅᴇɴɪᴀʟ, ᴄᴏᴄᴋ ᴡᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ, ᴛᴏʏs, ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʀᴇsᴛʀᴀɪɴᴛs, ʙᴅsᴍ, ᴏᴠᴇʀ sᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘᴇʀɪᴏᴅ sᴇx, ᴛʜɪɢʜ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ, ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴏᴋɪɴɢ)

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𝗞𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗻:

-You had acted up during an outing with your partner and some of the Akatsuki. Konan played it off at the time, already planning your punishment for when the two of you got home, and that’s how you ended up in your predicament.

-one thing about Konan is that she’s into Shibari. She loves watching the way you squirm while you’re tied up, and loves the small red and purple marks that stay on your skin long after taking away the ropes.

-today, she tied the rope around your breasts and chest, leaving your arms restrained behind you. She also wrapped the lilac colored rope around your legs, making them bend which is leaving you in a sitting position on the bed. Konan, also enjoys using toys on you, especially when you act up.

-part of your punishment insists of sitting on the vibrator that’s tied between your legs. With the way your body is positioned, it leaves you with no possibility of running. Your lover sits in her chair at her desk, working and watching as you cry out from overstimulation.

-“Ko..Konan, pl-please.” You cry out as the vibrator rips another orgasm from your overused clit. Tears ready to fall from the intensity. “𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.“ Your partner replies in her soft voice. What she says is true, you know better than to cause a disruption while you’re out with her and the team, but you couldn’t help it. You were feeling needy in more than just one way.

-Her voice and the way she looked over your naked, tied up sweaty body caused another release. The tears spilling out as the overwhelming warmth and feeling come. “𝑶-𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒊!“ You cry. Your body feeling weak from the constant over use. At the sound of your safe word, your lover bolts over to you. She reaches her hand underneath your legs, turning the vibrator off at once.

-your breathing slows as you feel her soft hands caress your body as the ropes fall. “𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚?’’Konan asks, her eyes full of worry that she might of hurt you in some way. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you to her chest. All you’re able to do is nod. As worn out as you are, all you want to do is be able to please your partner.

-as Konan holds you, she starts playing and massaging your scalp. “𝙖𝙬 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮. 𝘼𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙭. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙. 𝙄𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩.’’ Konan coos into your ear as she felt your hand travel to the waistband of her pants. Your lover starts rubbing her hand up and down your back, drawing little circles over your skin to help bring you down from your high. With the combination of this and your hair being played with, you fell asleep.

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻:

-behind closed doors your lover can be very needy and gentle with you. But he can also be pretty intense when it comes to punishment. Today you forgot he was in the middle of a meeting when you barged through the door in nothing but the little black night gown he gave to you for only his eyes only. You see, your shared bedroom is connected to the office by a small hallway. And only you or Pain can come in and out through that door, the rest of the members use the other.

-You left immediately when you met the eyes of your now annoyed partner and waited for him in the room. You found yourself on your knees by the bed, the usual position when it’s time for a punishment. With Pain, it can either be spanking and counting, or something as intense as edging and denial. Not long after, you hear the knob of the door turn and you look up to find your red headed love approaching.

-“𝗢𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗮𝗽. 𝗡𝗼𝘄.’’ Pain commanded as he sat down on the bed behind you. You did what you were told, positioning yourself on his legs. A shiver rolls down your spine as you felt his large hands pull up your night gown, and removing your matching panties, revealing your plump cheeks. “𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁.’’ He demands. *𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠* “One.” *𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠* “Two.” The counting goes on until you’ve gotten to ten. With each swift smack to your ass, the pressure has gotten harder. Your cheeks bright red and tender.

-In one swift movement, Pain has you on your back with his thumb circling your clit, sliding two digits into your tight hole. You cry out in response to the pleasure, your moan becoming louder the closer to your release. Pain must of felt the way you clenched around him, pulling his hand away. You must of really pissed him off today, to get spanks and denial.

-As soon as your body came down from the almost high, you found his fingers back inside of you. Curling up just the right way for you to cum. Yet again, when your lover feels you get close, he rips his hand away. This goes on and on for quite some time, the heat in your lower belly becoming so overwhelming at the constant denial that you can’t help but cry.

-“𝑷-𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈!’’ You managed to say through a whine. Pain stopped what he was doing at the sound of your safe word, grabbing you and pulling you to him. “𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲? 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲.’’ Said Pain, feeling bad for making you have to result to it. Despite his rough nature, causing you pain in any way, shape, or form causes him great discomfort. It’s rare that the intensity of your punishments have made you use the safe word but since you were already feeling needy and tired, you couldn’t hold out.

-“𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈? ’’ Your lover asks. “No.” You mutter out, a wave of exhaustion coming over you. “𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲. 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.’’ Pain cooed to you. Apologizing while explaining to be careful. He is in charge of the Akatsuki, the one to plan out missions and takes cares of nine other people, one being you. “I’m sorry.” You apologize, feeling bad for possibly embarrassing him in front of his comrades. Pain senses your emotion and pulls you closer to him, grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around you as you unwind.

𝗧𝗼𝗯𝗶/𝗢𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗼:

-part of him thought your little ‘act out’ earlier was rather funny, but the other part knew that as much as he loves that side of you, that there’s a time and place. And today, wasn’t one of those times. Back in your shared room, Obito has you on your side, his cock buried deep inside you. Your arms are being held together by a restraint behind you.

-rather than thrusting, you’re being used as his cock warmer. Obito can’t help the joy he receives as he watches you squirm next to him, craving to be used as a toy. Your whimpers continue as the overwhelming urge to fuck yourself becomes unbearable. Your masked partner knows just the way to punish and tease you, giving you what you want but denying you of the fun.

-your body pushes itself back, shoving his cock deeper, desperate to achieve your release. You moan out at the pleasure. “𝙪𝙝 𝙝𝙪𝙝? 𝘾𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪? 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙, 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮.’’ Murmurs your partner, wrapping his arm around your waist and thrusting once before stopping. You whine at the sudden denial. “𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜.’’ Demands Obito. Thrusting into you yet again and stopping. Your whines and pleas sound like a musical to him, wanting to hear you beg and apologize to win your reward.

-the heat in your lower belly intensifies and you can’t hold back your orgasm any longer, covering his cock in your juices. Your partner pulls himself from you, sitting himself up, grabbing you by your hair and pulling your face down to pleasure him. “𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣, 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜.’’ Remarks Obito. You begin to gag as his cock reaches the back of your throat, spit and drool covering his member and his lap. *𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠* a hard lash strikes across your ass, causing you to whimper. The spanking continues as you suck him.

-as one hand decorates your cheeks with purple and red marks, the other holds your head down. “𝙎𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩.’’ Obito commands as he cums in your mouth, releasing you as soon as his high slows. By now, the intense pressure in your clit and walls have become almost painful from the need to be filled and fucked. “Obi-please.” You try to plea, but your shot down by another swift spank to your already tender behind. Your head sits on his thigh, looking up at his masked face through tears and your messy hair.

-Obito loved seeing you like this, a whimpering, begging, wet mess. He couldn’t help but fall more in love with you when you looked at him the way you do. “𝑫-𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔..’’ you mutter, giving up on trying to win. Your lover sits up, pulling you onto his lap, and bringing you down to his chest. “𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡?’’ Obito asks, his tone full of concern. His hands find the knot of your restraint, undoing you of your confinement. He allows you to reposition and stretch your arms. “Tobi. I need you, please.” You begin to coo, still craving fulfillment. “𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙭 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮, 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛. 𝙄𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚.’’ Talks your lover, his hands massaging your hips and sides as you breathe into his chest. Tobi begins to mewl sweet nothings and praises into your ear to help you focus.

𝗭𝗲𝘁𝘀𝘂:

-the two of you ended up in a small and petty disagreement last night, resulting in you ignoring him. And one thing Zetsu can’t stand, is being ignored. After pulling you into his room, he began to tease you, despite still being irritated, you became a wet mess. As your orgasm neared, instead of giving you the release you very much needed, he slipped one of his favorite toys into you. A vibrator that only Zetsu has control over. You could be in the kitchen making something to eat and it’ll go off, causing you to stumble as you force yourself to silence your moans.

-after pulling your pants back up, he sent you on your way. Watching as you went about your business from the walls, hitting the button anytime you got too comfortable, and stopping each time an orgasm drew near. As the day continued, your walls have become unbearably sensitive, your juices dripping from you as you walk.

-it was sometime after dinner that you couldn’t take it anymore, being edged all day with no form of release or help. You didn’t want to be the first to talk but at this point you couldn’t help it. You found yourself knocking on the door to your lovers room. “Zetsu..please.” You begged when he opened up. “𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲? 𝗕𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁.’’ He scoffed as he let you in, locking the door behind you. “𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵.’’ He demanded. As you sat down on the loveseat he has in his room, he tied each arm up to the bolt on both the left and right side.

-He also tied your ankles to the bolts on the floor, leaving them spread open for him to see you. “𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲. 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁.’’ Black Zetsu spoke. He watched as you threw your head back at the orgasm finally washing over you. This torment went on and on until you felt you couldn’t cum again, until tears were rolling down your face from the overuse of your pussy. “𝑷-𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔!’’ You managed to cry out as your final orgasm came.

-your lover was on you in a second. Undoing your restraints and gently removing the toys from within you. He picked you up and dropped down onto the couch with you wrapped in his arms. “𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀.’’ White Zetsu cooed as his palms massaged your hips. “Can’t cum anymore..” You muttered into his ear, receiving a small laugh from your partner. “𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀. 𝗜 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗯𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆. 𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲..’’ Replied Zetsu, feeling bad. As the two of you laid there, White Zetsu mewled sweet praises to you until you fell asleep.

𝗛𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗻:

-one thing Hidan loves the most is a brat, and that’s what you decided on being today. Acting out, catching little attitudes with him, and outright not listening to him. Inside his head he was planning out the perfect punishment for his partner. Knowing that by the end of it, you’ll be apologizing on your knees to him.

-he finally lost it when you decided to snap at him in front of his partner and long time friend, Kakuzu. “𝗕𝗲𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺, 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁.’’ He barked at you. You decided to take it up a notch by ignoring his command and going about your business. This just ticked him off more. Instead of telling you, he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, walking you to the bedroom. He kicked the door shut behind him before plopping you on the bed.

-he grabbed you cuffs and attached them to the bolt that hangs from the ceiling, put together and made for times like this. He picked you up again, standing you in front of him. He brought your arms up and clicked the lock closed around your wrists. “𝗕𝗮𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗽𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀. 𝗗𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗿.’’ Spoke Hidan as he removed your pants and undid the buttons of your top. He started off easy, applying little taps and spanks to your ass and thighs. Letting you ease into your session.

-next thing you know, your legs are being shoved apart as a vibrator is held to your clit. The strength of the vibrations already making you cry out. Hidan grips your chin between his fingers, making you look at him as he uses you. “𝗙𝗼𝗰𝘂𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗹𝗹.’’ He says, pulling the toy from you when he could sense your orgasm approaching. “𝗘𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀, 𝗶’𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽.’’ He continues, letting you know you’re in for it. He applies the vibrator back to your aching clit, watching you as you struggle to do as your told.

-Your eyes shut and then quickly open when you catch yourself. But by then it was too late. Your silver haired lover removed the toy right as you were about to cum. You watched as he turned it off and tossed it on the bed. A gasp left your mouth when you felt two of his large fingers slide inside of you. Your walls clenching around his digits as he curled them. Hidan allowed you to cum since you kept your eyes open, and once you did he pulled away. The paddle he bought for times like this sits pretty in his hand. “𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗹? 𝗛𝗺?’’ Questions Hidan as he walks around you. You tried collecting your thoughts but in his mind you were purposely ignoring him, in which he rewarded you with a spank to the ass, and one to your thigh.

-this little game went on, your purple eyed lover leaving red and purple marks on your body when you took to long to answer his questions. “𝗜𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱? 𝗜𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲?’’ Hidan taunted. “𝗛𝗶-𝗛𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗻 𝗜-.’’ You sputtered, becoming light headed. “𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁?’’ On most days you love his teasing, listening to him speak to you like this always made you wet. But after hours of this, you’re tired. “𝑺𝒄𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒆.’’ You mutter as you try to keep focused.

-as much as Hidan loves tormenting you this way, he dropped everything. Removing your cuffs and carrying you to bed. He quickly grabbed a water bottle from the mini fridge he has in the room. Helping you sit up and take sips from it. “𝗪𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆?’’ He questioned, pushing back the strands of hair that stick to your face from sweat. “Mhm.” You mumble. “𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸.’’ He explained, disappearing into the bathroom. Inside he added bubbles, using your favorite lavender scented soap. Once the tub filled up, he retrieved you from the room and lowered you gently into the water, removing his clothes afterwards and joining you.

𝗞𝗮𝗸𝘂𝘇𝘂:

-most of the day you were out, running errands with your partner, Kakuzu. As the two of you roamed the nearby village, he thought it would be funny to use his tendrils to tease you at any open opportunity, and by the time you two came back home you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself.

-the two of you couldn’t even make it to the bed. Your lover has your face mushed into your carpet as he takes you from behind. Your moans and whimpers being muffled into the rug as his cock repeatedly hit your g-spot, causing orgasm after orgasm. Chills go down your spine as you feel his tendrils wrap around your throat and arms, pulling you up against his chest. Another release creeps up on you as you feel your lovers fingers dance over your clit.

-you feel your partners release coming as his strokes started becoming so poppy and irregular. But the way he’s hitting your clit and g-spot at the same time causes you to cum at the same time he does.

-once your highs come down, the two of you are back at it. This time he’s got you bent over his desk, hand gripping your neck as his cock fills you. “K-Kakuzu I’m c-.” You begin to say as your lover steals another orgasm from you. The pleasure fills your entire body, warmth spreads throughout. Before you know it, your clit is throbbing from the sensitivity, causing you to be so overwhelmed that you feel as if you’ll explode from the sensation.

“𝑴𝒐𝒏-𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚.’’ You whimper when you feel yourself overused. Not being able to take anymore until your body’s calmed down. Kakuzu pulls out, picking you up and holding you close. “𝗗𝗶𝗱 𝗜 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆?’’ Asks your gentle giant. All you’re able to produce is a small nod as you rest your head on his shoulder. “𝗔𝘄. 𝗟𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗴𝗼 𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻.’’ He suggests as he’s walking over to the bed. Once under the covers, he traces his finger around on your cheek and forehead, applying a gentle pressure to your temples.

𝗞𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲:

-you and you lover started the day off with a rigorous training session. Wanting to see who would beat the other in a match. At the end, Kisame and yourself shared a laugh since yet again, you came to a draw. Back inside the compound, Kisame started the shower of your shared room as you undressed in the room, tossing your sweat covered clothes into the hamper. You joined him under the warm water, rinsing away the days dirt.

-one thing you both loved is shower sex, and before you know it, Kisame has you pinned against the shower tile. His cock buried deep within your walls. The bathroom fills with steam as your session continued. Kisame’s hands grip your waist as he holds you steady. The look on your face as you came could finish him off right then. Looking so pretty and pathetic as you took your boyfriends cock.

-you sense what feels like another orgasm approaching until a sharp pain shoots through your lower abdomen. “𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒂!’’ You whimper as the pain becomes stronger. Kisame pulls out and sees the blood, realizing you started your period. He holds himself together as the scent of your blood fills his nose. “𝗖𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗽 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆. 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗯 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗳𝗳.’’ He replies, planting a kiss on your head before hopping out.

-as you wait for your lover to return, your stand under the hot water, feeling a tiny bit better as the cramping subsided. You cleaned yourself again to remove any blood that covered your inner thighs. Kisame smiles as he helps you out of the tub. Your cheeks flush a little as he starts drying your hair. You pop two pills into your mouth before you continue drying.

-back in the shared bedroom, Kisame has some of your favorite snacks laid out on the bed, as well as a heating pad for your back. This may be a challenging time for your boyfriend, due to the scent, but you feel warmth knowing he’s helping you, and wanting you to be as comfortable as possible. I’m bed, he wraps an arm around you shoulder, holding you against his side as you treat yourself to some cuddles and food. “𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿?’’ He asks after you swallow your bite. “Much, thanks to you.” You say as you smile up at him. He can’t help but plant kisses all over your face, wanting to see your blush.

𝗜𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶:

-one thing about Itachi is he gets jealous. Rather easily might I add. But he’ll never voice it. He’s the type to show you that you belong to him and him only. If he sees you talk too long with another Akatsuki member, by that night you’ll be covered in hickeys. All over your neck, stomach, and thighs.

-he watched as you chatted in the kitchen with Deidara and his partner Kisame. The words of Zetsu and Sasori going in one ear and right out the other as he waited for you. The longer you were in there, the more jealous he became. It wasn’t until he marched into the kitchen, leaving the two men mid conversation that he picked you up and marched down to your shared room. “Itachi. That was rude.” You commented as he sat down in his chair, straddling you to his lap. “𝗥𝗶𝗱𝗲.’’ He commanded of you. Pulling your dress up around your waist, exposing you lace panties.

-his large hands gripping your waist as he helped adjust to the speed he knows will get you there. He stared at you as your head fell back, allowing the pleasure to flow. “𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲, 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺.’’ You could hear the jealousy in his tone, pushing his leg into your core as you rode against him. Whimpering his name when you felt his lips suck and nip at the skin of your neck.

-“𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗜 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂.’’ He taunted as you came all over his thigh. Moving from spot to spot, covering your throat in different sized purple marks. “𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲. 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗲’’. He growled in your ear, holding you firmly against his leg, watching as another orgasm tore through you. “𝗗𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴? 𝗛𝗺? 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂?’’ Itachi remarked, enjoying the view as you stained his pant leg with your juices.

“T-tachi” You whined his nickname as your orgasm became more intense. You hips and thighs beginning to burn. You cried loudly as he pushed your hips back and forth, stealing another release. Your head dropped onto his shoulder as you tried coming down from your latest high, but being denied that as your partner kept moving you. “𝒄𝒓𝒐-𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔. ’’ You whimpered, not being able to hold out any longer.

-“𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆. 𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆.’’ Cooed Itachi, helping you adjust your clothes. He lifted you up in one swift movement so your legs are now off to one side. He gently pulled you back so he could see your face. Eyes glossed over and cheeks flushed. “𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹. 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆. 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳.’’ He mewled to you. You and Itachi have been together for three years, knowing his jealousy comes from a place of care. His life was never easy, not in the slightest and you did all that you could to show him that you have no plans on leaving.

-you never got irritated with him when he got like this. You never judged him for being overly possessive at times. In all honesty, it’s one of your favorite things about him.

𝗦𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗶:

-for as long as you two have been together, one thing has never changed. Sasori’s desire to learn and relearn every inch of your body. He craves to watch the way you react to his touch. He lives for the reactions you give to him whenever you two try new things, discovering what other pleasures he can inflict upon you. Tonight, while the compound sits quiet and empty, Sasori decided on trying different toys on you. At the beginning of your relationship, you knew of his love to learn and you both decided on a safe word in case something you tried was too much.

-“Sas-ori.” You dragged his name out as he tore another orgasm from you. He watched as your eyelids fluttered, your hands gripping the sheets beneath you, and how your tits bounced perfectly as he thrusted into you. He took in how your whimpers changed with each setting the vibrator has against your clit. “𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝘁.’’ He said encouragingly, changing the pressure with a quick flick of his thumb. “I- cu-.” You stuttered as your release came. Your clit swollen from the non-stop pleasure.

-Sasori turned off the vibrator, dropping it off to the side so he could hold you tighter as he fucked you. He felt the way your walls started to flutter around his cock and knew you were close yet again. “𝗖𝘂𝗺 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗶𝘁’’ He whispered as you screamed, every orgasm stronger than the last. He thrusting slowed as he leaned forward, pulling a new toy from the pile beside you.

-your body covered in goosebumps and your head spinning that you didn’t feel what he was doing to your nipples. “𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆?’’ He asked, his voice helping you come too. You glanced down at your breasts, noticing small metal things on your nipples, you nodded when you saw they were clamps. The pressure from the clamps was different. A pleasure you didn’t think you needed until now. Sasori noticed the way your eyes rolled back when he massaged each tit, tugging gently on your nipple.

-the red head picked up his speed, slamming his cock deeper, the room filling up with the lewd noises you made as the head kissed your cervix. You saw stars when you felt your lovers fingers dance over your clit, rubbing circles over it. “𝒑𝒖𝒑𝒑-𝒆𝒕𝒔.’’ You cried out as your orgasm ripped from you. Sasori slowed as he removed the clamps from your nipples, pulling out and away from you. Giving you a second to catch your breath.

-“𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴? 𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆?’’ Your lover asked nervously. Always careful to avoid accidents and never wanting you in pain. “Felt-too good. Can’t. Continue.” You said through hitched breaths. Sasori planted kisses along your jawline as you slowed your breathing. “𝗜 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱?’’ He questions in surprise. “Yes.” You reply back honestly. You wished your body would calm down faster, so you could feel your boyfriends hands and cock in you again. But for now you simply rested your head on his arm, breathing with him as he put his forehead to yours.

𝗗𝗲𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗮:

-despite his cocky and stubborn nature, one wouldn’t expect Deidara to be soft and subbed behind closed doors. Deidara is needy and you love that about your partner. In public he acts tough but the second the two of you are alone he can’t help but touch you and explain how he needs to be since of you. Once the two of you got home, the fun started. You had Deidara on his back as you sucked his balls, stroking his cock. Your heat wet as you watched him twitch below you and start to whimper.

-“𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲, 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂.” Deidara begged as you teased him, rubbing the tip against your soaking lips. At his plea you lowered yourself, the two of you gasping as you took him in and as he felt your tight walls grip him. You motions started slow, watching as his eyes begged for you to pick up the pace.

-something changed inside Deidara, he wasn’t sure if it was because of how much you were teasing him or just his urge to try it but out of no where, you’re now on your back, your lovers hand tight around your neck, as his cock abused your walls. “𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗶𝘁, 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲.” Murmured the blonde. He watched as drool spilled from the corner of your mouth, loving every second of him fucking you.

-his squeezed your throat tighter, cutting off your air flow a bit too much for it to be pleasurable, not realizing he’s smushing the wrong spot down. “𝒂-𝒂𝒓𝒕.” You word came out muffled but loud enough for your love to hear you. He quickly let go and stopped, frightened that he injured you. “𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲? 𝗔-𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆?” He asked nervously. It took you a moment to catch your breathe and before you were able to answer.

-“I’m okay. I couldn’t breathe for a second there.” You explained. Deidara looks scared, back away from you, thinking if by sitting beside you, you’d end up hurt. “𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴?” Deidara asked. Wondering how you ended up without air. “Deidara, please relax, I’m okay. You pushed down on my windpipe. You’re supposed to squeeze the side only.” You started to explain, demonstrating on him. You let him test it on on you a few times before getting back to business.

-your body couldn’t stop the never ending orgasms as your partner fucked you, choking you with the right pressure. As you both came, and once your body’s relaxed, Deidara dropped onto the mattress beside you. “𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗲?” You partner asked. You nodded as you leaned over to kiss him. The kissing got steamier and next thing you know, you’re riding your boyfriends cock, watching his facial expressions as your hand wrapped around his throat.

[bridgetotheskyyy]

snapshot.

summary: Deidara meets a superfan

warnings: Smut, 18+, rough sex, choking, pool sex, reader has a bit of a description, reader is complex, mentions of killing

word count: 6.9k

a/n: I had this idea shortly after conceptualizing Apprentice and while I was, like 70 or 80% done with that fic. And now we have this fucking 7k monster. I consider this to be a spiritual successor to Apprentice, maybe a oppositional series of events even? Idk, you decide lol. There are even some similar words and wordy allusions that you may catch haha. Hope you enjoy!

read on ao3 here. (recommended for extra notes)

Kisame’s wicked cackles reverberated across the cavern walls, summoned from the pit of his stomach; Deidara was sure he would pass out sooner rather than later. 

“It seems,” Pain began, eyeing the sculpture in the center of the room, “you have an admirer, Deidara.” 

Deidara’s brow twitched as a blush snuck across his face. His eyes roved over the sculpture ― the naked sculpture.

Tobi threw up his hands in laudation. “It’s so pretty! ”

Kisame laughed harder ― if it was possible. 

“I have taken it upon myself to apologize to (Y/n),” Pain continued over the cackling. “She’s one of our main contributors, after all; we would be amiss to upset her.” 

“When …” Deidara’s brow held a life of its own, “... did she send this?”

“No clue; I had Kisame retrieve it,” Pain explained. “Apparently, we sent the wrong member to entertain her.”

Kisame’s hand hugged the wall. “You’re damn right! ” 

It was as subtle a joke as could be achieved by Pain and it still wasn’t funny. Deidara’s eyes had not once left the sculpture since Pain had signaled for his attendance, saying it was of the utmost importance he appeared. One arm yawned out to the sky while the other snaked around and brushed against the meat of the breasts ― your breasts. One leg stuck out before the other, the fat of the thigh attached concealing the womanhood. 

Your womanhood. 

Both futile attempts to afford the piece some decency. Futile, Deidara guessed, was the point. It was coquetry. A shameless attempt at flirtation on your part. 

And just in case Deidara was too dense to get the message, you’d taken it upon yourself to leave him one, attached to the foot of the sculpture’s dais:

Hello! Please deliver to Deidara. Thank you.  

It even had a smiley face after the period.

Deidara balled his fist. 

What. The. Fuck.

“(Y/n) must be an incredibly beautiful woman!” Tobi admired the piece with fascination, a sparkling heart encasing his eyehole. “Look at the face, and the hips, and the feet ― ”

“Tobi!” Deidara was beet red. “Shut the hell up!” 

“Deidara,” Pain spoke again, unfazed by the cacophony. “I’m sure you’ll be undertaking a journey west? Since (Y/n) has clearly requested you specifically.”

Deidara’s eyes yo-yoed between their leader and the monstrosity of the naked sculpture. He debated it. Of course, all while fantasizing about shoving explosives down the laughing fishman’s throat and turning him into a pile of sardines. 

Tobi can taste one himself, while I’m at it.  

“What?” Irritation bit Deidara’s tone. “We’re fucking prostitutes now?” 

Pain raised holographic brows. “If it ensures peace, then yes.”

Deidara’s mouth dropped. The audacity of it all. How much was he expected to take? 

“We’re waiting, Deidara.”

A pause. He was no fool. This wasn’t a request, it was an expectation. 

“Fine,” Deidara sighed irritably. “I’ll go, all right?”

“You better,” Kisame said, at last recovering from his fit. “Better get those high heels out and start walking the streets, too!”

Deidara was ready to draw blood ― 

“No need to be crude, Kisame,” Pain’s backdropped against another fit of raucous laughter. 

Says the man who puts a naked STATUE in the room.

“ Honestly, ” Kakuzu spat. “Do the rest of us have to be here for this?” 

“I second that!” Hidan said with relief, “Finally, something we can agree on. ”

“Of course,” Pain said. “You were here in the event Deidara tried to refuse.”

Deidara ignored them all. He gave the sculpture one more scan before swallowing dry and awaiting the end of the call. He could not believe your gall. You were so … brazen . A simple love letter couldn’t have sufficed? No? A naked ― What the fuck was the matter with you?

Still, he was … intrigued. Curiosity was a hooking finger, beckoning him forth. Was that really … your body? Your lips? Your thighs? Your …

Deidara swallowed dry again, his tongue sticking to the top of his palate.

He’d go to the village and put an end to your games. 

And maybe …

He wouldn’t let himself go there ― even if his treacherous mind was wandering already.

<<<>>>

You sat in your museum of sculptures, head tilted up against the gods you had crafted.

The door creaked open.

“I just received Pain’s crow,” your assistant’s voice rang. “Deidara should arrive in another day or so.” 

Stars were in your eyes but you kept your back to her. “Great!”

Your grand plan relied on whether or not Pain, mysterious leader of the Akatsuki, was morally bankrupt enough to hoe out his members. At any point you could’ve been rejected with your sculpture returned swiftly to you. But it worked. You were thrilled. The first part of the plan had succeeded. 

You were going to see him again.

Your assistant’s footsteps tapped repeatedly over the polish floors upon which you now sat. 

“Hmm.” Doubt deflated some of your enthusiasm. “Do you think it was effective enough? You know, for him?”

Your assistant huffed incredulously. “What? Just because Deidara’s a shinobi means he’s immune to pussy? C’mon. You’re not one of those types that thinks all shinobi are noble and stone-faced, are you, (Y/n)-sama?”

  As if. You guffawed. Nobility wasn’t the issue; hundreds of people scoured the red light districts for carnal game. You told your assistant as such. 

“At least seventy percent are shinobi searching for quick thrills,” You joked. “If my math’s correct, anyway. It could be higher. And I know any one of them would be more than happy if a girl simply threw herself at them without need for reimbursement. But still …” You trailed, gaze tailing down the hardened clay of a kimono-garbed sculpture. “I only wondered. It’s been a long time since … I don’t know how dedicated he is to his little terrorist group, is all. He might not be as amused.”

“You answered your own question, ma’am,” your assistant said. “And even if he wasn’t a shinobi, he’s a man. It’ll go down without a hitch! You worry too much.”

You nodded. She was right: despite the years, you wanted to speak to Deidara in his language. Art. How could he resist such an enticement? How could any man, but especially Deidara, due to the manner in which you had sent your little gift. “Okay. Part one of the plan: Complete!”

“What’s the rest of the plan exactly?” You heard the pat, pat, pat and knew from your many years with your assistant that she was thumping her clipboard against her head. “Dinner? Walk on the beach? Or just … Fucking?”

Your smile was evil. “Yes.” 

You held Deidara in your mind’s palm. Blonde hair, gorgeous face .. . One of the most admired artists in Iwakagure ― no, the most. For  could rival Deidara? Even your knees wobbled in the face of his raw talent, even years later. He was still revered in the art community. Of course, his name grew to possess more notoriety than reverence when he started blowing up things ― and people. But, hey everyone was flawed. 

It was only when he went rogue and abandoned the village did you start your own search for him. Years passed and then … reports of a long-haired, blonde shinobi with profound arsonry acuity. Rogue. Affinity for birds.

Bingo. 

Your giggle was shamelessly girlish. “I’d love to woo him.”

Your assistant chuckled. “Aaand you’re not the slightest bit afraid of him? I mean, with all respect, (Y/n)-sama, he’s a criminal. He’s an arsonist. ” 

You licked your lips. “Love me a bad boy.”

“Right,” she said with a chuckle. “Forget I said anything.” 

“I will. Now, let’s get ready.”

<<<>>>

“We’re going to see the girl with the pretty feet, aren’t we, Senpai?” 

“I told you to shut your mouth, Tobi.” 

Deidara’s taller partner buoyed from foot to foot as he tailed behind. Deidara didn’t want to think about your body ― your incredibly artful body, artful in more ways than one … 

The sun crept from the sky as it vivified the color of peachskin. Deidara’s eyes darted hither-thither, collecting information. It was all he could do to not summon one of his explosive birds and fly over this entire, forgotten village. The urge to set it ablaze and go home was immense. A part of him had wanted to make such an entrance, but prudency would never allow it. 

Nor would Leader.

Deidara turned back to Tobi just in time to see him pose, a hand visoring his visible eye while the other landed on his hip. 

“Leader said the pretty naked lady would have someone waiting for us,” Tobi said. 

“Hm,” Deidara said. It was true; they would wait for someone to escort them to you. Until then, they remained lost in one of the village’s districts. The streets were alive with noise and peopled with busy folk. Deidara could tell the amount of businesses actually open were sparse.  Pain had called you one of their main contributors … She must be a big wig to have people doing her dirty work for her. Just who were you? And how were you so familiar with him to send such a thing to the Akatsuki headquarters? 

And if you were so rich, why did you squalor in the dirt with the likes of those in this village?

Thoughts bubbled in the back of Deidara’s mind― 

“Hey …!” 

Outside of a food stall a woman eyed them, holding a curtain back with manicured nails.

Bingo . 

“Tobi,” Deidara gestured. “C’mon.” 

“Okay, senpai!” 

Deidara neared the food stall.

The woman ticked her head to the side with a smile. “Enjoy your gift?”

Pink colored Deidara’s cheeks.

“So, you’re escorting us, right?”

The woman backed away to admit them into the food stall, where the people inside, dining on bowls of ramen and mackerel were too engrossed in their meals to notice the cloaked men enter. 

“You got me,” she winked. “C’mon.”

The woman led them behind the bar, where they slinked through the backdoor into the alley. 

“Don’t need anyone asking questions about the cloaks,” she reasoned. “Surprised you didn’t think of that, Oh Great Deidara of Iwakagure.”

“Of course I did!” Deidara said. “I look stupid to you?”

“No,” the woman’s eyes roamed on Deidara now. “You look cute . My mistress really didn’t lie …” 

Deidara averted his gaze as the woman snickered. Tobi gawked. 

“Does lady think Tobi’s cute, too?” 

“Uh,” she blinked. “Sure.” 

Tobi twirled with a squeal. Deidara rolled his eyes. 

“Whatever,” Deidara said. “Just take us to meet her, all right?”

“Sure …” the woman said. 

They traveled through as street lights blared to life, the sky a bruising purple as evening descended.

“I only wanted us in there to help us blend in a bit,” she guided them through the streets. “I hope it wasn’t too troublesome getting here.” 

“We can care for ourselves,” Deidara said, prickly. 

“You don’t have to be so defensive,” the woman said. “I’m just making conversation.”

“I said don’t worry about it,” Deidara snapped. “So … who is this woman? This mistress of yours?” 

“I’m one of her many assistants, yeah,” the woman said, leading them down a dark street, made darker by the light of day dying faster. “I started working for her years ago. I was so amazed by her art and so intimidated by her talent, I didn’t think she’d accept me. But, surprise surprise.”

“Yeah? So how she so rich? She sell her art?”

“Exactly! People come from all over the world to see her exhibits. She brings so much tourism to this ragtag village. She doesn’t even keep her wealth to herself; she donates so much. She should be much richer than she is! She’s a saint, really.”

So she donates to the Akatsuki, the deadpan of the thought laid flat in his mind. Deidara was silent, tailing shortly behind her. Some saint.

“You called me Deidara of Iwakagure.”

“ … Yes, I suppose I did.”

“So … Your mistress … she knows where I’m from.”

The woman was silent now as she led Deidara and Tobi down street steps to a quieter street, nearly bereft of people beside the occasional deadbeat smoker. 

“She from there, too?” 

Deidara went unanswered. 

Hm, so I’m on to something, Deidara noticed the buildings growing taller, treeing up as the raucous of the village slipped away. They traveled further south. Maybe Pain’s got this wrong; maybe this girl’s a fucking black widow and wants revenge on me for something. Figures, he’s sure he’s broken a few hearts in the past he’d long since forgotten about. But then … Why would she donate so much money to our organization? She clearly believes in it.

“We’re here,” the woman-assistant said.

Deidara raised his head ― and kept raising it. 

Shit . 

The mansion was immaculate, easily the tallest of all of its sisters. Its main building was flanked by towers with onioned tips and was encased in a giant garden, all of it shielded by a surrounding wall. 

Deidara stared, bug-eyed.

The doors to the gate’s entrance burst open and a gaggle of girls filed through. 

“They’re here ―!” 

“Ooh~! there’s two of ‘em!” 

“Mistress will be so pleased!” 

Girls stood star-eyed at Deidara while more hugged themselves to Tobi’s arms. 

“Tobi likes pretty girls!”

“We’ll entertain the other one,” the woman-assistant said with a wink. “You just follow us.”

The woman-assistant led them in where the cult of girls drove Tobi away laughing and giggling. 

“This way,” the woman said. 

Deidara followed her, looking around. From the inside, the mansion opened up like some grand palace from myth, folkloric and mysterious. Columns shouldered the brunt of a ceiling that raised into the darkness. The floors were illustrated scenes from what Deidara recognized as actual myths. Valiant samurais rescued princesses with flaring kimonos, dragons ribboned down hallways. The scenes on the walls diverged from the ones of nobility beneath them, were lavish with depictions of wild courtesans and … 

Deidara blushed. 

Begrudgingly, he had to admit you did have taste; the art was a lot, but wove together into one cohesive masterpiece. The hallways the assistant led him down were flanked by vases winking with sheen and overflowed with bell flowers, roses, sunflowers. The hallway widened into a foyer. Something winked in Deidara’s peripheral and when he looked upward saw that the ceiling domed into a orb of glass, giving way to the first few blink of stars. 

He had entered the lion’s den for sure.

“ Deidara … ” 

The sirenic voice compelled his head to a foyer alcove where a figure shrouded the threshold. 

His eyes widened. 

(E/c) eyes glittered at him. Long legs supported swaying hips. Elegant cleavage sinking into a familiar mound of breasts. Delicate hands, hickey-worthy neck … 

And lovely ― and lovely … 

Inwardly, he sighed, defeated.

Feet.  

The naked sculpture colored Deidara’s memory. 

“Deidara!” You parroted in awe. Your expression shifted as you came to smolder at him. “In the flesh. And just in time for dinner.”

Your kimono waterfalled as you left the alcove. Deidara gulped, speechless as you sauntered to him.

“It ―” Deidara’s cheeks grew hot. “It really is you …” 

“It really is me …” 

Your woman-assistant's eyes tennis-balled between you and Deidara before bowing respectfully. “I’ll give you two some privacy.” 

She hurried away down a different alcove. 

Deidara shook his head in a desperate attempt to reclaim his senses. Fucking hell, Dei, get a grip.

“So,” he cleared his throat. “I ―”

“I still can’t believe you’re actually here,” You began to turn, “Let me show you ―”

“Wait, I think we should discuss monetary terms first,” Deidara said in a futile attempt to hold some ground over the woman. 

“Hm?” You blinked. “Didn’t your leader explain things to you?”

“What do you mean?”

“The money comes after the evening,” you winked at him. “Of course.” 

Pain, you fucking ― 

“Deidara …” You revered, pulling the sleeve of your kimono back over your shoulder. “Before dinner, I would love for you to see the rest of my work.” 

“Your,” Deidara deadpanned, blinking, “work?”

“Yes,” You smirked at him. “You enjoyed the piece I already had you review, I presume?” 

Deidara fought to keep things on the issue at hand, but his eyes grew preoccupied with the twinkle in yours. The sky above the two of you had plunged into a chief darkness. Candles flared to life to douse the hall in tangerine light. 

Deidara turned a blind eye to it. “Your assistant called me Deidara of Iwakagure.” 

You eyed him. “Did she …?” you said coyly. “I’m glad she didn’t try and call you anything else; she’s got a mouth on her.”

“How do you know me?” 

You shied away. Your head dipped. Deidara tried to ignore the cuteness of it all. 

Focus, damnit.

“I’m guessing you’re from Iwagakure, too?” Deidara pressed. “What are you playing at?” 

You took your time. “Yeah, Deidara, we have a village in common.” You began to walk, crossing the columns to circle him. “Do you remember the underground competitions that used to be held there?” 

“Hm,” Deidara recalled and relished in the ego trip it afforded him. Dark rooms. Rowdy spectators circled around art pieces under makeshift stage lights like cavemen around fire. It was before he left the Iwagakure, when he was still itching to engage in the village’s indie art scene before growing bored of the whole thing. “I won most of them.” 

“I used to show up early and wait for you to showcase your things,” You glazed with memory. “You were always my favorite.” 

Deidara smirked. “Hm, naturally. So you’re, what, some kind of superfan Not like I’m surprised, but …”

You thread past a column to scoop up a candle holder. 

“You could say that,” you said. I have something to show you, if you follow me.”

He obliged, curiosity hooking him with a second finger. Candle flame lit like thin clovers to ward off the darkness. The flames illuminated the sway of your hips as he trailed. The sleeve of your kimono slipped past your shoulder again, revealing the skin of your neck and shoulder pad to him …

Why am I even noticing? 

You brought him to a room hidden behind a set of rectangular doors.

“This is where I keep them.” 

You pushed the doors open with a strength Deidara wouldn’t have expected. 

Deidara entered ― and stopped.

It was a museum of art; animal pieces blazed his vision; exotic birds in flight, elegant cranes, all shaded and hued with masterful care and, if Deidara hadn’t been who he was, he wouldn’t have been able to recognize them as pieces done with clay. There were apricot-colored foxes, a dragon head amongst a dragon bust. Deidara recognized a few self sculptures in the forest of pieces. Obscure structures too abstract to be assigned to names dotted space, esoteric symbols eluding even him …

“You inspired me to create my own art,” You explained as he gawked. You inched to him and brazenly took his hand in yours.

Deidara jumped from the sudden contact and found your pretty face in the dim light. Stop … stop. A part of him wanted to summon a tongue to taste the salt on your palm. 

“It’s how I’ve made my money,” you continued as you tugged him along the aisles of work like an excited child.

“So you’re that kind of fan,” Deidara said as he recovered. And, what do you want from me?” he chuckled in disbelief, “My critique?”

“Of course.” 

He wasn’t expecting an honest answer forthright. Sincerely, he roved eyes over your work. 

“Hm, well …” he approached one, taking inventory of it head to foot. “Give me the candle.”

You obeyed.

“You’ve got a great understanding of color, I’ll give you that,” Deidara examined. “Painting can be messy, especially on clay ― and honestly so many artists use colors so … bluntly; it makes the whole thing come off as garish.”

“I’ve noticed.”

He laughed at that. “Hm! … You’ve got a great eye. And I don’t hand out compliments easily.” He raised the candle to illuminate another sculpture. “How long did this one take you?” 

“Five weeks,” You answered before chuckling somewhere behind him. “It’s funny, I sketched and re-sketched this one so many times, it was technically seven weeks.”

“A perfectionist. I like that.” 

Deidara found himself smiling. Rarely did he get to talk to someone about art or its many processes. Deidara thought of Sasori and was touched with a tinge of respect for his fallen partner. But, of course, they’re philosophies so often chafed against one another. But you … An image of him helping you craft one of your pieces came to his mind: his hands guiding yours over unsophisticated clay, paint dashing your collarbone, maybe on your lips … 

“Deidara …?”

Your voice brought him out of his thoughts, only for him to realize you were now in front of him. 

“We could talk about this more over dinner.” 

Your hands grazed his forearms and for some reason he didn’t pull away. The alluring scent of your perfume flirted up his nose. 

Deidara’s cock twitched; he kicked himself inwardly. What was he? A fucking teenage boy? He had half of a mind to shove you away, end this … whatever this was.

But none of that happened. Instead, he agreed. And, taking his hand again with fingers threaded through his, you led him out of your museum. 

<<<>>>

You let him to the roof of one of your buildings, where moonlight bestowed diamonds over the still waters of your pool and the dinner table waited, illuminated by more candles. 

“You’re a real hot shot now, aren’t you?” Deidara said.

You blushed as he surveyed dinner. “Is it too much?” 

“Nah, if anything it’s just the artist in you dying to come out,” he shrugged. “I respect that.”

You moved to take a seat, Deidara following you. He stopped you, pulling out the chair for you. 

You sank to your chair with a mixture of surprise and thrill. “What a gentleman. ”

“Just showing my respect, is all.” 

You snapped your fingers and two waiters appeared to kneel before you, plates of food in hand. 

Deidara did a double-take. “Wow.”

The waiters displayed the food and took their leave. His favorite: bakudan.

“You think of everything, don’t you?” Deidara said.

“Yeah.”

“Hm …” he could not pretend as though he was not impressed, but he could try as he took his seat.

He remembered the art shows in Iwagakure. You were always there? Did he ever see you? Even if he had, you would’ve been little more than a nobody to him, another sycophant he rightfully deserved amongst a herd of fawns and nothing more. You’re telling me all that time … I had a groupie groupie?

“Hey,” he said. “Remember when you said you used to attend my showcases.”

You lowered your fork to raise your brows. “I remember ten minutes ago, yeah.”

Deidara’s own brow twitched. Cheeky cunt . Then kicked himself; he didn’t want to think about your cunt. He watched your tongue swipe your plump lower lip ― then kicked himself again. 

“Why didn’t you ever try to talk to me?” Deidara asked. “I mean,” he leaned back in his chair, dangling his fork, “not like I needed any encouragement, even back then, but what gives? If you were such a fan ―”

“I was shy, back then …” You said. You toyed with your food. You had turned bashful, like a schoolgirl. “Still am, to be honest.”

He scoffed. “Hm! Says the woman who sends naked sculptures of herself to people.” 

You waved your fork. “What can I say? You bring out the wild girl in me,” The glint in your eye turned seductive. “Always have …”

Deidara gulped. What did that mean? You play with yourself with me in mind? Is that it?

Thinking that was another mistake;  images of you sieved into his mind. Sweet, feminine hands sinking in between the softness of your thighs, fingers grazing your wet lips to ... 

What did you smell like? Did you smell as good there as you did everywhere else? 

He shook his head. Fuck . 

“So you’re telling me,” Deidara said just to say something, “you have absolutely no issue with what I do.” 

“I don’t know,” You coquetted. “What do you do?”

“Don’t play coy . You contacted Akatsuki. You know damn well what I mean.” 

You were silent. 

“Killing people,” Deidara said. “Blowing them to smithereens. Kidnapping. The gods know what else. You’re cool with all that?”

Your manicured hand wrapped around your wine glass. You raised it, but before bringing it to your lips: 

“Birds of a feather.” 

You drank. 

What? 

“Come again?” 

You smacked your lips. “You’re not the only one who’s killed a few.” 

A pause. You set aside your drink before challenging his gaze. 

“Care to elaborate?” he asked. 

“I had an assistant once,” you began. “She told me she was desperate for a job, but you wouldn’t know by the run of her mouth. She complained, took off without warning. But then it turned out she had sticky fingers; she tried to steal one of my pieces. I’d had enough.” You leaned over the table as though you feared Deidara wouldn’t hear. “So I killed her. Used her for my piece after the last.”

“And,” Deidara swallowed, “your current girl …”

“You’ve already met her,” you said. “She’s mouthy, too ― but not to me.” 

You had killed, not only that ― encased a girl inside your work. She had wanted your art, and she had gotten her wish. 

“That’s …” Deidara trailed. “... Amazing.”

You smiled. “So, you see, I have no problem with what you do. Who am I to judge, am I right?” 

“Do the villagers judge you?”

“This village has seen enough strife for a lifetime,” You said. “I don’t think they’d mind learning about indiscretion ― especially if they knew why I killed her.”

Deidara raised an eyebrow. “So you donate bundles of cash to clear your conscience?”

“My conscience is clear,” You said. “People shouldn’t have to suffer any more than they already do. I want this village to prospect. I donate because I want to.” You popped a piece of food into your mouth. “You never answered me, by the way.”

“About what?” 

“The sculpture,” Your eyes narrowed with coquetry again, a glint especially bright and beautiful in your eye with aid from the moonlight. “Did you like it?” 

Deidara’s heart beat especially loud in his ears ― and this time he didn’t kick himself for it. 

“... Yeah,” he relented. “Yeah, I liked it.” 

“And it’s been a long time since I’ve seen any of your work, Deidara,” You raised to leave your seat. “Why don’t you show me something?” 

Deidara’s eyes widened. Far was he ever from an opportunity to flex his brilliance, especially on someone so appreciative ― so 

deserving. 

“Sure!”

Enthusiasm straightened your shoulders. “Really? I mean, If you need ―”

“I don’t need anything,” he said, waving you away. “Just stand back!” 

You obeyed, eyes bright from the contagion of his excitement. So aptly memorized did he have the hand signs, Deidara didn’t care to glance at them. Instead, he watched you try to futilely follow his movements. 

<<<>>>

Clay spilled like milk from mouths on Deidara’s hands to form into creatures before your eyes ― you blinked furiously and each time you did another creature was born; small dragons, spherical creatures with eyes, birds, and one, growing piece of clay, raising meters above the ground. It looked like a snowman to you but, knowing Deidara, it was leagues more dangerous. 

You stepped back, overwhelmed by the breadth of Deidara’s creation, Deidara’s artistry . 

One of Deidara’s clay birds flapped its wings, swerved in the air and landed gracefully on the cliff of your shoulder. 

“So,” Deidara’s smirk brightened his face and sent a throb to your nether regions, “what do you think?” 

What do I think? You pet the bird’s clay-made wing. What do I think?  

You took a step. The roof crowded with his creatures to dab white ivory among the encroaching night. 

Surely, it helped being a ninja; Deidara possessed powers you could only dream of understanding. Still. Your mouth hung agape at the amount of things he could spring alive from the literal palms of his hand. Your eyes followed up at his bigger piece, more of a monument to you than a mound of clay. 

He’s a god. A god among men. A god of art.

“Hm!” 

Poof.

You startled. Some of the pieces began disappearing. They left the roof choking with smoke until only his large, snowman-like piece remained. 

“I see you’ve been stunned into silence by my art,” Deidara said. 

You didn’t reply, only began to step forward. 

“Hm!” Deidara looked away, crossed his arms. “It’s only natural, after all, to have your breath taken away by my artiste.” 

Another step. Another. 

“I’m sure our leader didn’t even tell you what I’m capable of.”

Another. 

“It’s a good thing, too ―” 

You were running now. 

“It would’ve spoiled the surprise ―” 

You pounced on Deidara. He cried out but you barely heard it as the force propelled you both backward, falling hard and fast into the swimming pool. 

<<<>>>

Bubbles spilled from Deidara’s mouth. He could feel your hands on him, somewhere, everywhere ― 

He looked to the surface of the water and swam toward it. He could not feel your hands anymore.

He came up for air, looking around for you. 

“(Y/n)!” 

Then you emerged ― but he had no time to register it as your arms came around him. You pulled him down toward you, your lips crashing into his in a wet kiss. 

“Mm …!” 

Your tongue ran over the hard shell of his palate. Your hands held his cheeks. Your legs hooked around his waist to trap him between your thighs.

“That was ― mm ― the most ― mm ― amazing thing I’ve ever ― mm! ― seen!”

Deidara’s hands found you ― and immediately met skin; your kimono, having not been able to withstand the pull of the water, slid dangerously past your shoulders, the folds opened wide so he could feel the full cushion of your breasts against him. 

Oh, fuck.

Just as he began to play with your tongue, you broke away.

You faced him with heavy-lidded eyes, drops of water falling from your abused lips. 

“Let me make good on my promises to Pain,” Your hands hooked behind his neck. 

“Wha ― what?”

“Fuck me, Deidara,” Your voice was thick with lust. “I told him the quantity of my donation was completely dependent on how hard you fucked me. It would be an honor to be fucked by such an amazing artist!” 

That sent something to his dick. 

The surprise dissipated. He smirked. “Really …? Is that so …” 

He gripped your throat and hoisted you above him. He heard you gasp and tightened his grip, feeling the twitch of his cock in response to the  victimized sound. 

“Beg for it,” he ordered.

“ Oh … ” You whimpered. Your head fell back as Deidara’s hand served as a brace. 

He reached downward and tugged at the wet bow of your kimono. He yanked it and reveled in it coming apart to reveal the rest of you.

“ Beg. For me .”

Everything you did and had done was a plea for him, he admitted, but the idea of you begging vocally made him painfully hard. His eyes drank in your naked form still half submerged in the water. Wet tits in his face. A droplet of water fell away from a nipple. 

“Please …” came your breathless voice. “Please, fuck me ― oh … ” 

He thumbed at the tempting nipple, pert and so responsive to his touch. 

“ Nothing underneath, ” he feigned chastisement, pinching the nipple between his fingers. “Fucking slut .” 

He tightened his grip twofold and was pleasantly surprised with the moan you rewarded him with. The strict fit of his pants was becoming too much to bear. You jerked in his hold, tits jiggling in his face. 

“ Please, fuck me, Deidara!” 

Satisfied, He set you down and watched you bounce in the water before yanking you forward. He pressed his mouth against yours once again. You reached for him to no avail; he spun you, your back now pressed hard against the side of the pool. He released your mouth to dabble kisses at your neck, biting at pieces of skin. 

“ Fuck …!” You arched and Deidara fell into the dip of your curve.

You gripped his hand to bring it to your face. He stopped kissing you to look at what you had in mind, his tongue still present at his palm. 

Your lips traced his palm and began to kiss the tongue there. 

“Mmm …”

Deidara laughed as you tongue-kissed his hand. “You really are a fucking weirdo, aren’t you?”

The tongue slithered over your own. You released a moan and closed your mouth over the tongue, a flushed red tainting your cheeks. Your hand pressed behind the back of his hand, forcing it to deepen the kiss, to nibble at his tongue. Deidara hitched a breath. You sucked it further into your mouth. 

“ Ah ― y … you wanna suck on something so badly …” Deidara murmured. “MaybeI should give you something more legit, hm …”

You mewled in approval. His tongue retreated from your mouth and he felt a twinge of triumph when you gasped for air. He approached you. A hand ghosted over your neck before ramming you hard against the wall of the pool, the force with which he’d done it so hard he was sure its cement edge imprinted on your upper back. With his other hand he tugged his trousers down. 

You met his eyes.

“Take a deep breath.” 

And he plunged you into the water.

He looked down, watched the water dance as your squiggly reflection gripped his cock and fit it into your mouth. 

Deidara groaned. His head fell back as you hollowed your cheeks and took him in. The water did nothing to stall your mouth; you bobbed your head, stroking what couldn’t fit into your mouth. 

Deidara steadied himself with a hand at the pool’s edge, entranced by how your tongue rolled back to lick his head each time you pulled away, only to take him deep into the back of your throat when pulling in ― 

“ Nargh …! ” 

A hand palmed at his balls while another tightened around his cock. Deidara reached for your head in the water to thread fingers into your head and force you harder onto his cock. 

“ Aah … shit! ” He wanted you to choke on it. He wanted to own your mouth. 

And apparently you wanted that, too; you popped him from your mouth a few times. You hadn’t come up for air once since he’d submerged you, his cock now your only business. He yanked your head up. He forced a kiss, the taste of himself in your mouth driving him mad.

“Enjoying dinner, I see, hm, hah …” he quipped, eyes heavy on your hand still stroking his cock. “What a pro. ” 

“Only for you, Deidara-senpai. ”

You hand abandoned his cock and you licked him off your palm. Without his help you went under, fitting his cock in your mouth a second time. Deidara kept your hair from your mouth as you sucked him. His cockhead hit the back of your throat and, oh , you didn’t choke, only took more, more. Greedy cunt. 

He imagined you practicing this for him, only for him, your senpai. Your mouth hungering for what wasn’t truly there. Deidara squeezed eyes shut; close, close. You were sucking his cock as though his was the only one in the world, worshiping with your mouth and tongue. He imagined your lungs desperate for air, screaming for them, yet your mouth too transfixed to care. 

A fucking servant for him, obedient to his cock. 

Deidara’s cock twitched. His groan was low and rumbling as he spilled his seed into your willing mouth. You sucked hard, jerked him into your mouth. Your mouth slicked with his cum and grew impossibly warm. Saliva and his own seed coated his cock. 

“Aaah-ha- ahh …! ” 

He scalped you as he emptied into your mouth, cum guzzling down your throat.

At last, you popped him from your mouth and emerged before him, mouth and lips thoroughly abused.

Deidara’s gaze cast down on you. He caught his breath in the seconds absent of words. 

“I could use a girl like you,” Deidara exhaled. 

You popped your lips, eyes dreamy and narrow. “I think you just did,”

“Hm! An apprenticeship, then?”

You recovered immediately. “It’s all I’ve ever wanted.” 

He smirked at his own prospect and pulled you to him. “C’mere.”

He emerged from the pool before helping you follow suit. He removed his black fishnet shirt and flung it away. He drank you in. Naked, in the flesh ― and wet, right when he thought you couldn’t be improved upon.

You settled atop the dinner table and waited for him. Deidara came to you.

“Spread those legs.” 

 You acquiesced. He licked his lips at the sight of your puffy, glistening cunt.

“You wouldn’t be my first,” You said, “but you’ll be my last.”

He slotted into the space you afforded him. He caressed your vulva before giving it a firm slap. You yelped and his lip upturned at the sound. He slid a finger between your folds, encouraged by your appreciative mewls. 

He gripped the fat of your cheeks and forced you to look at him and not his adventurous fingers. 

“Your best. ” 

You hooked your legs behind him as he geared his cock grazed your folds ― 

And thought he might cum just from the sound of your drawn out moan when he slid inside you. 

He bucked from instinct, the firm grip of your twat clouding his senses. Again he went for your throat, the appendage becoming its permanent resting place. 

“This is what you wanted, right?” Deidara breathed out, thrusting hard. “Leader’s gonna get his fucking money’s worth …” 

Hands gripped his wrists tight as he began to fuck you, the table wobbling slightly underneath your mewling body. 

“Yes …! Ye―Yes, oh!” You clung to him, Deidara’s hands upholding you. “ Fuc ― oh, Yes! I owe Pain my life ― oh! ” 

He released your throat just to bite at it. He sunk his teeth into your skin while his hands committed to making scarlet red prints against your ass.

“ Fuck, you’re ―” Deidara stammered. The feel of your cunt swallowing him was too much. He recalled Kisame’s threat to fuck you himself. Not on your life, sharkman . And he felt himself thrust hard just to affirm you were his. He’d set the entire world ablaze before anyone else could experience the wonderful grip of your cunt. “You’re mine. ”

You tugged him to your lips again and kissed him. A moan from you vibrated against his lips. He reached downward to tease your clit and your legs trembled at his sides.

“ Fuck, Deida ―” You flung your head back. “ I’m ― ”

He knocked you onto the table and lifted your legs over his shoulders. He began to pound you, relishing in the bounce of your tits. Plates fell to the floor and shattered as he wrecked your cunt. 

He choked you again, sure there would be a greater hand-shaped bruise once he was through. He flicked your clit, thumbed it. Your scream rumbled under his grip as his balls slapped your ass. 

Your moans grew shrill, and you clenched ―

“ Fuck …! ” Deidara lost himself in your tight cunt. He slapped your clit, grip dangerously tight at your neck―

“Yes, please!” You called out as you came, “Dei― Deidara!”

Spurts of cum left his cock and sucked into your cunt. You convulsed and convulsed. You showed him the whites of your eyes as you came. Deidara held you to him by your thighs. A few more weak thrusts and he gave out on top of you, his chin hiding in the crook of your shoulder.

A few moments passed. Deidara raised his head, caught you over the corner of his eye. “So … everything you wanted?”

“And more, ” You sang.

He maneuvered to place a kiss at the heart of your collarbone, still so fascinated with it. He removed himself from you before assisting you as best as he could. 

“Did you mean it?” You inquired after a few moments more.

“Hm?” 

“About me being your apprentice?” 

“... Hm,” Deidara shrugged. “Well, I’ll have to check my schedule. But, if it all adds up, I wouldn’t mind having you by my side.” 

You squealed, engulfed him in a hug. 

“Ah, ah!” Deidara fought you off. “Okay, okay, whatever!”

“Oh, I’m so excited! ” You bounced. “So, so ― wait!” 

You pulled back, smirked up at him.

“I almost forgot,” You said. “Your payment … ”

<<<>>>

“Two million yen,” Pain said. “All in a single donation ― our highest to date. I assume it went well?” 

“Hm!” Deidara said. “Very!”

“And Miss (Y/n) tells me she’ll be requesting you monthly from now on,” Pain continued. “Each time with the same donation or higher.” 

“Are you telling me Deidara’s dick is going to fund all our expeditions from now on?” Kisame mocked. 

“And the rest of our lives,” Kakuzu’s voice tipped in interest, “if this goes on …”

“Don’t get any ideas, Kakuzu!” Hidan barked. “We’re not whoring ourselves out.”

“Shut up,” Kakuzu bit back. “I’ve never even thought about it. Unless …”

“What girl would wanna fuck you? ” 

“A satisfied and wealthy client means less worry over how we secure our money,” Pain said, ignoring the bickering, “so, in a manner of speaking, yes. Deidara will aid in contributions― as we all should.” 

“Well, then, we’re all set!” Deidara said. 

“There’s just one thing that irks me about this whole endeavor,” Pain said. “... Where is Tobi?” 

“...”

“... He didn’t come back with you, did he?” 

“... No.”

“...” 

Pain sighed.

“... Go back and get him, Deidara.”

[ortegatv]

Deidara!!

[aquariius-rising]

Studio Sessions || Masterlist

pairing: Musician!Deidara x Popstar!Reader

summary: after a series of costly PR disasters, Deidara’s manager offers him an ultimatum: work with the label’s darling, [y/n], on a collaboration or be dropped altogether. You, on the other hand, have your own motives for working alongside the troubled musician.

part one: Deidara finds out he has to either create a pop song with the media sensation [name], or his dream is finished. You, on the other hand, are soaring from the success of your first studio album and are looking to find inspiration for your next phase.

part two: After your disastrous first meeting, Deidara tries to be better. You contemplate being a little more edgy. 

part three: Deidara agonizes over how to make a better impression on you. You debate the merits of rebelling against Sasuke.

part four: Flirtiness ensues when he visits you at home. Deidara offers to help you create your own persona.

[p3nislawd]

naruto (franchise) masterlist

ALL NSFW IS MARKED WITH ***

DEIDARA -

back at the base. | deidara***

HIDAN -

sex as hidan’s girlfriend. | hidan***

love. | hidan pt1***

[iluvangel]

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A-Z order

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ASUMA

Strip go ! : like strip poker but go, because that’s the game he’s always playing, every time one of you lose, the loser has to strip

Burning : he would enjoy marking you with the tip of his hot cigarette and pouring hot wax on ur soft exposed skin

Blowing the smoke from his mouth into his partners

DEIDARA

Creampie : “it’s like an explosion into your body!” He wouldn’t enjoy hurting you so his normal explosions wouldn’t be a bedroom thing; so this would be the next best thing in his eyes

Loud sex : he himself is a very loud person so whether it’s you loudly moaning and screaming or him it would get him off everytime

GAARA

Graphiocrotica : you drawing on him would be the biggest turn on for him every time whether it’s you just running ur fingers on his skin making random shapes, or using a pen, marker, or even paint. Full on leaving each shape and word on his body

Praising : not extreme praising like complimenting him on how his body moves in you that would embarrass him but calling him a good boy or even your good boy would be a need for him

HIDAN

Blood play : blood is literally his thing it’s obvious it would be a kind of his

Knife play : another thing to draw blood from you, or even the fear in his eyes and wonder if he will cut you or if he’s just dragging the blade along your exposed skin

ITACHI

Praising : as the respectful person he is praising you and letting you know your doing a good job would be his favorite thing to do “don’t stop your making me feel so good” “your doing amazing” “good girl”

Being blindfolded : the thrill of feeling you touch his body not knowing where he’s going to feel you next

KAKASHI

Exhibitonism : having sex or playing with you in public places, not public to the point where he’s fucking you in the middle of the road but public like in alleys or in the forest during/after missions. Places that people could walk in on the two of you

Marking : he would love leaving hickeys and bite marks all over your body, small ones on your neck for people to see when their talking to you, and bigger ones where only the two of you can see “these are our little secrets”

KIBA

Acarophilia : scratching, him scratching you is his biggest turn on, but when it’s you scratching him it makes his soul leave his body

Marking : unlike Kakashi Kiba would be more open about where he leaves hickeys and bites on you, your neck would always have two big hickeys on each side of your neck accompanied by little ones that lead down to your collar bone, and bite marks everywhere and anywhere, he thinks would look pretty

NARUTO

Praising : he would love any and every praise you give him weather it’s telling how good he’s doing, complimenting how he moves or even simply telling him how amazing he is

Sleeping with it inside you : need I say more?

NEJI

Sexual arousal from intellectual conversations : you debating with him whether you win or lose the fact your smart enough to hold your own would turn him on or even just you talking about something you know a lot about

Bondage : having control over whether your body can move or not

OBITO

Being tied up : if he’s in his playful tobi mood it would bring him such thrill being tied and bound, whether it’s his arms and ankles or just cuffs on his wrists it would turn him on

Discipline : if he’s in his more serious mode he would get off on punishing you, spanking you or simply degrading you would be his favorite thing

SASORI

Toys : he loves to make things that’s just his thing, but seeing the way you move and wiggle when they’re inside you would be his favorite sight

Double penetration : him in one hole and his puppets or toys in the other with you sandwiched in the middle

SHIKAMARU

You telling him what to do and bossing him around

Degrading : he would love to tell you how pathetic you are and what a little slut you are for him (knowing damn well you have full control over him and his body)

YAHIKO (PAIN)

Edging/orgasm control : he wants to tell you when you can and can’t cum, he wants to hear your cry’s and whimpers as you beg him to not stop

Degrading : just like Shikimaru he would love to tell you what a pathetic little slut you are, and how you’re such a whore for him

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