#hashirama smut

[daddy-hashi]

Suddenly I need new undies...

Okay hear me out Madara eating reader out and Hashirama fingering reader's backdoor with both men whispering dirty words and fucking them till morning? It's okay to ignore this if this is too intense ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Warnings: 18+, overstimulation, dacryphilia, mild somno, it’s just a lot going on in here.

Yeah anon this one was too intense fr.😩

A low moan rang through your throat as the warm water massaged your back in the shower, the pressure perfect enough to put you to sleep. You needed to be quick so you could go and enjoy some rest, grabbing your loofah and body wash to begin scrubbing yourself. Lathering the loofa with your favourite cherry scented soap, the running water and exhaustion distracted you from the noises your husbands made as they entered the house, back from parking the yacht and dealing with all the fish you caught. Madara was obsessed with canning and drying foods after all, so after Hashirama escorted you back to the villa, he returned to help Madara with all the fish.

Even as the shower door opened, you didn’t hear Hashirama open it, but you felt a cool breeze hitting your back, opening your eyes only slightly, to see where it came from, only for them to widen in surprise. “Hashi?”, you said, too tired to be bothered by the smell of fish coming off of him. “You don’t mind if I join you dear?”, he asked, “No, that’s fine, close the door it’s cold!”, you whined. Hashirama was tired too, but not too tired to love you, wrapping his arms around you from behind, taking the loofah from your hands. “I know you’re tired, let me wash you”, he said, already lifting your arm up to start scrubbing. “Hashi, you’re so sweet”, you said, your voice low. Leaning against his chest, you simply let him wash you, closing your eyes and sinking further into him, Hashirama making small conversation to keep you from falling asleep.

The door opened again and in came Madara, who also smelled like fish, but it didn’t even matter to you, you just wanted peace as Hashirama began working on your chest. Coming around the two of you to stand in front you, he smiled at you, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “Hey baby”, you drawled, reaching your free hand out to place it on his chest. “Hey sleepy head”, he smiled, trying not to distract himself with your chest area, Hashirama scrubbing your breasts with the utmost care, hypnotized by your hardened nipple, that got too much attention from the loofah, the soap studs decorating them prettily. Licking his bottom lip, Madara was also hypnotized by the two pretty, brown buds Hashirama getting carried away, tweaking one of them while he repeatedly washed the other, like a broken robot. You on the other end, were still tired, not noticing the pause since you were beginning to doze off. Being married to such kind men meant that you had the luxury to fall asleep right here and now and you’d wake up clean and cuddled up with them sometimes later on.

“I’ll get the lower half”, Madara said, his voice husky and his dick semi hard after staring at Hashirama working your nipples. “Sure”, was all Hashirama said, Madara taking the loofah out of his hand and kneeling down on one knee, he got to work, scrubbing your tummy, your thighs and legs, moving a little fast so you could all get out of here. Placing your foot back down, he stood up to rinse the loofah, hanging back on the hook before squeezing some of your feminine wash on his hand. Rubbing his hands together to get the soap spread out, he saw your thighs were together again. Hashirama gently pushed his knee between your legs, spreading your thighs open for you, Madara cupping your pussy, carefully lathering the soap in between your folds, making sure your entire vulva was covered before he began rinsing, Hashirama still tweaking your nips, totally losing himself in placing kisses and nibbling your neck.

Opening your eyes, you were not surprised to see Madara on his knees infront of you, his head dangerously close to your puss. The shower was so steamy, and you were so tired, already overstimulated by the situation, shifting to get out of Hashiramas hold. “Relax love, you’re exhausted, let us take care of you”, Hashirama softly spoke in your ear, his voice an erotic whisper, deep and smooth as it played it your ear, and you began to feel that overwhelming sense of safety, “Okay”, you nodded, relaxing into his chest again. “Madara, the soap please”, Hashirama requested, Madara standing up to squeeze a little bit in his hand, Hashirama rubbing them together before he wrapped an arm around your waist, Madara spreading your cheeks apart for Hashirama to gently rub the soap in between, getting you all cleaned up like you trusted them too.

The water felt amazing, but now your body felt heavy and the pressure of it and you longed for your bed. “Hashi, I’m tired”, you whined, both your husbands looking at one another, communicating something you didn’t understand. “Hey!”, you whined again, lightly hitting Madara’s chest, “I need sleep!”, you complained, Madara cupping your cheek with his palm, leaning in to place a sweet kiss on your lips. “Yes baby, we’re almost done okay”, he cooed, two more kisses for both your cheeks and one for your forehead before he got to washing himself, Hashirama giving you over to him so he could have his turn washing.

You couldn’t hold back the soft whimpers escaping your lips, Madara and Hashirama got too sidetracked while moisturizing you, now giving you a full body massage. While Madara worked wonders on your lower half, squeezing and rubbing you from your ass and going down to your feet, Hashirama focused on your shoulders and back, you felt so good you weren’t sure you still existed, but even as relaxed and as tired as you were, arousal still crept up on you, your coochie growing wet and you weren’t sure why. Flipping you over, the divine treatment continued, Hashirama excited to massage your breasts, starting from your tummy and working his way up, finally reaching his favorite part of your body, selfishly grabbing both of your mounds in his large hands, his eyes focused on your nipples as he kneaded them, teasing himself a little by staying away from your nipples. Madara on the other hand, slowly massaged your thighs, dipping his hands between them to massage your inner thighs, moving far too close to your pussy, your arousal dramatically increasing as he applied the right amount of pressure on a spot very close to your pussy, making you bite your lip to stifle a louder moan. Hashirama began tweaking your nipples again, his mouth watering as he played with them, denying himself the chance to latch onto one, waiting for Madara to make the first move.

As Madara massaged you, he could now smell your arousal, noticing a bit of the sticky slick on the back knuckles that “accidentally”, grazed your cooch. Just like Hashirama, Madara loved taking advantage of you while you were asleep, looking at Hashirama, silently communicating to flip you back into your tummy. “You wanna play around a little?”, Madara asked, that evil smirk on his lips making Hashirama smirk too. “Yeah, why not”, he said, carefully moving to kneel beside you, Madara on his knees beside you, your face sinking into the soft covers, sleep seducing you all the more. “Shhhh sweetheart, we’ll be gentle I promise”, Hashirama softly whispered in your ear as he adjusted you to sit up on your knees, Madara laying on his back, grabbing your thigh and lifting it so he could squeeze in between them and now you were seated on his face, Hashirama caressing your body as he kept your upright with his arm, softly squeezing and rubbing your ass. “Oh god”, you moaned, gasping when you felt Madara separated your folds, exposing your clit, his breath hot against the vulnerable pink bud. “Baby, we promise we won’t take too long okay? Can you be my good little girl and work with us please?”, he asked ever so sweetly, carefully pushing you so you rested on your hands, (at this point you’re in all fours, sitting on Madara’s face while Hashirama is assisting right next to you) bringing his hands between your legs to pull your clitoral hood up while Madara speared your folds. You were perfectly exposed, already moaning with the way they touched you, so hot and ready for them you wanted to cry, grinding your hips down onto your hubby’s face in hopes of receiving some much needed relief and yes, your needs were met, Madara waisting no time in latching on to your clit, softly sucking it, forcing you to bite your lip hard, before you softly cried, oh so close to coming. “Babbyyy”, you whine, your whimpers stuttering as he continued to suck, flicking his tongue against it before sucking again. You gripped the covers, shutting your eyes tight and moaning repeatedly as Madara devoured you. Hashirama could no longer resist, using his free hand to rub your ass, squeezing before slipping his finger’s covered in massage oil in between, massaging your anus. Your moans grew louder and you began jerking your hips, a sign that you were close, Hashirama using this opportunity to dip his thumb inside, biting his lip at the tightness, imagining this around his dick, doubting if he’d be able to settle for simply fingering you tonight. “Mmm, yes baby”, Hashirama moaned, focused on how he worked his thumb into your tight asshole, which only grew tighter to a point where he couldn’t move it as you quickly reached your climax, Madara burying his tongue inside your warm vagina, greedily tongue fucking you as you squeezed his tongue through your orgasm. Your thighs slightly trembling, the orgasm intense like it usually was, neither one of them ceasing any of their actions as you tried to catch your breath, Madara withdrawing his tongue from your pussy and spreading your lips to start sucking on your clit again, a scream ripping from your throat from how amazing he was making you feel, the thumb in your ass intensifying your pleasure as Hashirama began picking up the pace, burying two of his long fingers inside of your pussy, his other hand still holding your clitoral hood back for Madara to have more access to your clit, you arms failing you, your body falling into the bed. Hashiramas placed a hand around your neck, pulling you to sit straight up this time, both your hands gripping his forearm hard as he began fingering your ass and pussy at the same time, and you couldn’t even scream with his hand restricting your airflow. All you could do was cry in gargled whimpers, writhing around as Madara focused on sucking the life out of you, his hands now on your hips, holding you still.

“Ahhhhhh!!!!! Hashiiii!!!”, you screamed, your next orgasm explosive your eyes rolling so hard it hurt, your entire body shivering as you tried to handle the pleasure, Hashirama’s fingers being pushed out as you squirted hard across the bed and all over Madara’s face and hair, but did that stop him from his cruel actions? His mouth and tongue still torturing you. You’d long accepted that you were going to have to just cum for them. It’s something they made sure you understood everytime they put their hands on you.

“P-pleeaaase!!!”, you cried as you felt Hashirama’s fingers plunge inside of you again, your pussy and your ass stuffed. “Pleeassse I’m b-begg—oh my gaaaaaahhhh!!!!”, you tried to speak, screaming through gritted teeth, spit falling from you lips, down your chin and onto Hashirama’s hand. “Hush baby, did we say you could speak?”, he softly asked, licking up the trail of spit on your chin and sucking on your lip, his fingers moving fast as another orgasm quickly crashed onto you. You felt that your clit would explode, gripping Madara’s hair so hard even Hashirama heard him grunt loudly. You didn’t realize how hard you were yanking on his hair, your brain barely able to register anything but the constant stimulation. Hashirama scooped you off of him, wasting no time in rolling onto his back, easily manhandling your now weak and numb body into a full Nelson right ontop of him. You wanted to cry so bad, but you knew that Madara wouldn’t ignore it, but what else could you do? You should’ve expected this. They always ask for a nibble only to end up eating the entire cookie.

“Fuck, I guess we’re wrecking her tonight?”, Madara chuckled , biting his lip at the sight of your pussy spread so wide open for him. He could do all kinds of things to your juicy, puffy pussy while Hashirama fucks your tight ass. “I can’t help myself, get me the oil”, he spoke , his voice having dropped a couple of octaves. “Sure thing”, Madara said, quickly reaching for it. The oil was still nice and warm as Madara held the bottle over your pussy, slowly dripping the oil right onto your clit, watching it run down your pussy and to your ass crack. He then poured a little in his hands, rubbing them together and gripping Hashirama’s fully erect dick, not gentle at all in the way that he knew he’d like, massaging the tall, thick shaft, biting his lip at the precum that dripped onto his fist. Hashirama’s toes began to curl, Madara just knew how to fuck with him. “Fuck, Madara enough”, he growled, digging his heel into the bed at the intense pleasure costing through him, Madara now fondling his balls, squeezing them nice with the perfect amount of pressure, Hashirama letting out a deep and long groan. “What’s the matter? I’m trying to prep you, sit still”, Madara reproached, now massaging Hashiramas dick with one hand, his other hand now prepping you. “Such a pretty little pussy you have baby”, Madara drawled, massaging your swollen clit with the pad of his fingers, getting the oil all over you. Hashirama knew there was no getting out of this, he knew just how much of a dominant prick Madara could be, and if he was in Madara’s shoes, he’d probably do the same. “Fuck Madara, stop!“, he groaned, his voice deep even as he whined and moaned, digging his fingers into your thighs and kicking his heels into the bed. He knew he’d probably have to just endure this, and try not to cum before he got to sheath himself inside of you. “I’m not done prepping, take it”, Madara spat right back, your feet kicking the air and your toes spreading open and curling as Madara massaged you, the slow and lazy way he moved his fingers just have to be the end of you. “Baby p-pleeaasse!”, you managed to beg, “Please what?”, Madara asked, suddenly plunging two of his fingers inside of you, his middle and index finger, facing upwards, all the way to his knuckles, and you screamed beautifully for him your legs now shivering. Another orgasm threatening to violently possess you once again.

“I said please what? Ask your daddy politely for what you want”, he spoke, but you couldn’t answer him, not with how he curled his fingers to stroke your gspot, keeping at a steady pace, enjoying the whimpers and cries coming from both his partners…mostly from you, but Hashirama was barely holding on, his eyes shut tight and beads of sweat forming on his forehead from how much effort he put into refraining from coming. Just when you thought you’d get to enjoy yet another blissful orgasm, he withdrew his fingers, now attempting to the push the same fingers in your ass. “b-baby!!! I can’t!!!”, you cried, barely making sense in your speech, stuttering and whimpering as he pushed his finger in deeper and deeper, until it was fully inside of you. He immediately set to a fast pace, and you came undone, squirting hard all over your hubbies, “Hashirama, go ahead”, he spoke above your screams, quickly pulling his finger out of you to rub on your clit, “Aww baby, let it all out, fuck, look at this pretty pussy making such a mess, good girl baby, keep squirting for your daddy”, he praised, as Hashirama began to sink inside of you, your rectum squeezing him so hard it hurt, but he was far too horny to stop, the pain only tempting him to cum, but he told himself he wouldn’t cum until he got to fuck your little asshole for a minute. “Baby, your so tight, you’re going to make me come. You want daddy to fill you up with his cum?”, Hashirama asked through gritted teeth, trying to contain himself while he spoke. “Uhhuuuh!!!”, was all you respond with, your brain half conscious as you tried to keep up with them. You loved lasting throughout the entire session but sometimes it proved to be a bit of a challenge for you. And tonight was one of those challenges.

He was just barely halfway inside of you, but considering his size, he usually just fucked you like this whenever he wanted you from behind, this was better than nothing. Madara sat back on his heels, playing with himself just as rough as he was with Hashirama earlier, edging himself off just once before he decided he wouldn’t be able to last any longer. He only did this to himself and Hashirama so they would both nut quick to spare you. He was only thinking of you, hypnotized by how you shivered, screamed and cried. What an angel…he thought

When he saw Hashirama had a good pace, he decided to join, hovering over you to lined himself with your sloppy pussy, unintentionally thrusting into you harder and faster than he wanted, earning a good mixture of a scream and a grunt. You were so tight, he immediately corrected himself, slowing down as he continued to fuck you at an agonizingly steady pace. Having one of them fuck you was always overwhelming, but two of them at the same time, you surely wouldn’t feel bad for passing out. “Aaahhhh, fuck, I’m sorry baby, is this better, when I fuck you nice and slow? I know you love it when I go deep and hard”, he seductively spoke, placing a few kisses on your sweaty face, emphasizing the words “deep and hard” with a mind numbing, hard thrust of his hips, hitting your cervix you immediately came, you were so brain dead you couldn’t even scream, just drooling, gritting your teeth, rolling your eyes, kicking your feet and making all these grunts and whimpers.

“Awww it’s alright baby”, Madara comforted you, his heart exploding with so much love for you. You were so cute.

“Sweetheart, it’s okay”, Hashirama said at the same time, both of them praising you as you fully surrendered.

Madara couldn’t help but pick up the pace, Hashirama following suit, as Hashirama thrusted into you, Madara pulled out, and when Hashriama pulled back, Madara went all the way in. “My sweet angel, gonna fill up both of your holes”, Hashirama moaned. “Fuck yes, stuff you until you’re nice and full, and you’ll have all of our babies right?”, Madara added. Who knew that such an innocent day would end with such a chaotic night. You definitely wouldn’t be able to move tomorrow.

[dark-konohagakure2]

How about Edo Tensei Hashirama and Tobirama kidnapping and breeding Sasuke’s virgin older sister when they come across her? Hashirama is kinda obsessive and thinks he’s in love because she looks so much like Madara, while Tobirama is that much more savage/abusive with her for the same reasons. (hatefuck, noncon, cnc, mindbreak, loss of virginity, size difference bc they’re both giants, belly bulge)

tw: noncon, threesome, Edo Tensei, size difference, double penetration, past HashiMada, breeding, discrimination, hatefucking, abuse, belly bulge, slight yandere

All characters depicted are 18+

When Hashirama and Tobirama are brought back into the world via the reanimation jutsu, they quickly realize that the famous Uchiha clan has gone nearly extinct and each have different feels about the matter, Hashirama is deeply saddened, while Tobirama barely tries to hide his schadenfreude, but when the two of them discover the only surviving female of the Uchiha clan, who bears a striking resemblance to someone from their past, the brothers both have very different reactions, but very similar intentions.

As the two brothers corner her, Tobirama can't help but roll his eyes at the noticeable blush on Hashirama's face and the even more noticeable bulge in his pants, he had always suspected that his elder brother had a thing for Uchihas, although to be fair, so does Tobirama, but their shared Uchiha fetish manifests in difference ways, Tobirama's is about domination and hatred, Hashirama's is about a genuine love and attraction towards the Uchiha clan's members.

Tobirama is incredibly harsh, biting down on her shoulder roughly as he pumps his cock into her, growling insults into her ear and letting her know exactly how much he loathes her clan, and how this is the fate that the females of that cursed clan deserve.

Hashirama is much more gentle throughout encounter, unnerving her with how gentle and affectionate he is towards her, even as he bullies his thick cock into her pussy alongside his much less gentle younger brother.

"Ah~ Oh you're just too cute, my dear~ and you look just like someone very dear to my heart too, that just makes you even more enticing~!"

Both of them are very big men, and their cocks are big as well, so they stretch her out and fill her to the brim, with Hashirama lovingly taking her from behind while Tobirama savagely pounds her from the front, her stomach bulging with the shape of their cocks from just how deep they are inside of her.

Hashirama will scold Tobirama for being so rough with the poor girl, reminding him that she's very precious, being both the last female of an extinct clan and the spitting image of their dear former 'friend', but Tobirama will retort, emphasizing that he's only being so brutal because of those very reasons.

The juxtaposition between how the brothers treat her is almost unsettling, Hashirama is cooing praises into her ear, his thrusts deep yet gentle as he calls her his good girl, while Tobirama is using her like an unvalued toy, harshly hitting her womb with his cock at a rapid pace while telling her how much he detests her, and how someone as tainted as her deserves such unkind treatment.

Despite both being reanimated, they're still capable of cumming in this state, which they do, a lot. The two of them both cum inside of her fertile womb multiple times, filling her up to the brim with their superior Senju cum.

"Take that, Uchiha filth. This is what you deserve for being from the same clan as him, and get used to being filled up like this, because you belong to us now."

Hashirama is more than happy to have a substitute Madara that he can spoil and love, while Tobirama is glad to have an Uchiha to torment, so for once the two polar opposite brother's are in agreement on something.

[itachislbeloved]

Look at that

"Look at that. Look up in the mirror, or I will stop. Keep looking at the way your whore of a pussy is clenching so hard around me. Look at the way it is holding onto me for dear life." As he said that, you looked up to see your disheveled state. Your face was red from all the crying and still he had one of his hands wrapped around your neck while he continued pounding in you from behind. You could see his other hand rubbing on your clit from the mirror, as it added more to your pleasure.

"Yes, just like that, my dirty little whore, if you close your eyes or stop looking at us in the mirror I will stop." He warned you as you looked in the mirror at the sinful image of him pounding in your sensitive pussy. You continued moaning as he continued pounding in you, "Choke me harder please." You begged as he chuckled in a deep voice, in your ear from behind, "You like it, slut, huh? You like it when I choke you?" He asked as he choked you harder and you could feel your head feel lighter as he continued pounding more into you. His thrusts got more rough and you were sure that his grip on your throat would leave marks.

You couldn't help the loud moans that escaped past your lips due to his relentless thrusts. You looked at the image of you two in the mirror through your half lidded eyes as you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge and he chuckled in your ear as he felt you clench around him tightly, "Are you going to cum, my little slut?" You could just nod your head and looked at him with a pleading look through the mirror and his hand tightened around your throat as he whispered in your ear from behind, "Come around me, make a mess, show me how much of a dirty little whore you are."

As soon as those words escaped his lips, you came undone around him and heavy breaths escaped your lips while his poundings didn't stop and you felt him twitch in you and you grinded your hips around him, "Mhm, darling, I'm going to come in you, is that what you want? Want me to pump you full of my cum till it oozes out, hm?" He asked in a hoarse voice and you couldn't speak anything but just nod your head with little whimpers escaping your lips as he pounded in your sensitive pussy. "Fucked you so dumb that you can't even form a sentence, huh." He said smugly and you felt ropes of thick cum paint your insides and you yourself felt cumming around him again.

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Geto, Toji, Kakashi, Shikamaru, Sanemi Shinezugawa, Gojo, Shisui, Sasuke, Gaara, Sukuna, Madara, Tobirama.

(I can't think of other characters, do let me know if I missed others <3)

I don't know what this is I just wrote anything I'm so sorry😭

[vivasciouslay]

"ngh.. t-too m-" you whimpered when he slowly rolled his hips into you, his girth stretching through your gummy walls. Your nails scraped his back as a breathy moan escaped your mouth, a choking gasp followed when he hit that specific part.

His big hands cradled your nape as he gently peppered wet open mouthed kisses down the plane of your neck, his teeth nipping at the collarbone before he licked the bite, moving down slowly. He suckled on the outline of your round breast, index and forefinger tugging onto the dark pink bud as he slowly started thrusting, rolling his hips in.

Your moans were the sweetest sound, sweet like honey that he felt getting drunk on. Gently taking a dark pink bud in his mouth he sucked, a groan tearing out of your throat, your back arching when he pulled on the nipple with his teeth, watching it bounce back.

His tongue darted out and he flicked at your nipple, his hips taking pace as he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you down as he thrusted up, watching your face getting contorted into pleasure with a heady smirk.

[bridgetotheskyyy]

Prove it - Hashirama

Kinktober Masterlist

Warnings: 18+, pegging (of course lol), hints of body worship, bdsm undertones

A/n: Day 1 complete! Got really fluffy toward the end but how can it not with daddy hashi ❤❤❤

Read on ao3.

The bouquet was huge. Tulips nestled with baby's breath mingled with sunflowers and roses the color of the sea at morning's light. Hashirama had uprooted an entire forest to offer these to you. Or, rather, he had grown an entire forest just to uproot it as a gift to you. 

Still, you stared deadpanned at the array of flowers, leaned to the side to see Hashirama. 

“You can’t be serious.”

Hashirama leaned to the side to shoot you a wide-toothed grin. 

“I am!” 

You threw your hands up and went back inside. “You can’t possibly think this will make up for all the dinners you’ve missed?”

This would, in fact, be the fifth he had missed in favor of a council meeting. When he had to meet with the other Kage, you let it go; you had to, of course; the shinobi world depended on such diplomacy. 

“I don’t.” Hashirama’s tone had turned serious. “It’s just ― Tobirama. You know how he is if I miss anything, even something as serious as a dinner with loved ones comes second! This is only the start. Anything else ― you only have to ask.”

He settled the gigantic bouquet by the front door and followed you to the living room, where you sat, already, on the couch, arms crossed and staring straight ahead. He approached you, knelt by your side. Hashirama planted a reverent kiss to your knee, exposed by how your dress had ridden up your thigh. 

“I am yours, (Y/n).”

He trailed kisses up your thigh. He took your arm in his hands, turned it over to expose your inner wrist, where he commenced to plant kisses against the train of your veins, up and up. 

After a few seconds of obstinacy, you retrieved your hand to caress his face. “Prove it.”

Hashirama’s eyes widened slightly, surprised by the challenge. Both knees were on the ground now to allow him to kneel farther, until his lips kissed your feet. 

“I mean what I say, (Y/n),” he said. “Tell me what you want.”

A devilish thought crossed the moon of your thoughts. 

“You know what I want.”

Hashirama stiffened, realization dawning. “B―But, dear, we have guests tonight! The council and my brother are coming to ―”

“Aw.” You dipped your head to coo. “Then we should hurry.”  

Hashirama shuddered against your evil. 

You chuckled. “It’s up to you, Hashi. You shouldn’t make promises you can’t keep.” 

Hashirama gulped. He bowed his head. “Very well.” 

Leader. Hokage. God of Shinobi, even. All the titles your husband had accrued for himself. 

But all of them were null and void as he sat on his hands and knees, fully nude as you came to fix yourself behind him, the strap-on tight around your lower half. 

You licked your lips, relishing the view before you; Hashirama bucked slightly as your hand roved over his ass cheek, swallowing as he hunched, ready to receive.

“Go easy,” Hashirama said. “Won’t you, (Y/n)?”

“Of course,” You purred, giving his ass a playful smack ― and at the lack of response, you wished you had done so harder. “Remember when I prepped you that one time?” 

You took the shaft of your false cock, relieved you had found it so easily and so cheap, and trailed it along the crack of Hashirama’s perfect ass. Despite the state the world was in, somehow strap-ons and dildos were allocated to the necessity category. 

You held Hashirama by his hip. He lowered his face in the sheets, long hair training the side of the bed. 

“I ―” He swallowed. “I do.”

The twitch of his cock did not go unnoticed.

“I prepped you for hours, if I recall …” You directed the tip up and down the valley of his crack, “accidentally” getting the tip stuck against his puckered hole. “Just the tip, then a little more, in and out … in and out …”

Hashirama clenched the sheets. His torment salivated you, overran your mouth in excitement. 

“Beg for me,” You said.

You could see him in your mind’s eye, clenching his teeth, cheeks pink, suppressing his pants ― and you hadn’t even done anything to him yet. The image went right to your clit. 

“P ― Please …” 

“Louder.” You tapped the tip against his asshole. “Let the whole of the shinobi hear Hashirama Senju beg to be fucked ―”

The sheets ripped in his hold.

“Please! Please, (Y/n)!” 

You forced the dildo in, pulling Hashirama toward you. 

He released a harsh groan as you sunk into him, until the hilt met his ass. You drew circles over his sun-kissed skin with your thumb as he shuddered under you. 

“Tell me when ―”

“Now,” he ordered. “Please. I can take it.”

You smiled. “Thatta boy.”

You experimented with an initial thrust. Hashirama sighed as you found a rhythm, fucking slowly into him each time. You bit your lip to his soft sounds of praise, the “yes yes” and “so goods.” The gentle expletives under his breath. Not for the first time you wished you were strong enough to rock Hashirama’s steady form, but he showed his affinity to wood in even this respect, rooted on his hands and knees where he was.

You angled both hands to his hips to steer you forward and gave your first hard thrust ―

“Aargh!”

Hashirama reached forward for the headboard, taking a chunk out of it upon contact.

You slapped his ass, harder this time. 

“Behave!” You ordered as he shivered at your touch. 

“I’m sorry,” Hashirama said hastily, breathlessly. “I apologize, please, please, don’t ―”

“I don’t move for boys who don’t behave,” You said, determined to sit dormant inside him. 

Hashirama whined, but accepted the punishment. Your fingers ghosted over the stalks of hair on his skin and you stared in delight as goosebumps raised them. You met a strand of his hair and twirled it around your finger. 

Moments more, and you began to move again. 

“Oh, thank you,” he breathed out, his praise more for the heavens more than you. “Oh ― aargh!” 

Your hips slapped into him, skin spanking and reddening between the two of you as you fucked him. You wove a hand around to grasp at his cock ― 

Hashirama jolted in surprise. He cried out as you stroked him. 

You leaned to run your tongue against the small of his back, bucking harder into him. 

“I love you like this,” You said as Hashirama whined at the feel of your warm breath on his skin.

Still, despite your composure, you were not immune to the way the strap-on brushed against your clit, soaped with your slick, the sensation heavenly. 

You bit your lip against it as Hashirama bent a head down to bite down on the sheets. 

SLAP

He drew in a sharp breath. 

“No muffling,” You said, quickening your pace. “I want to hear you, my love.” 

Hashirama bent his head forward, groaned as you palmed at his hefty erection. You thumbed his tip and he gave the loveliest, most defeated whisper-moan. 

You gasped, your cunt clenching onto nothing. You knew he wouldn’t last much longer. 

You stroked him faster as you rolled your hips, surprising the man underneath you with jolting thrusts. 

“Aah!” Hashirama bucked into you, meeting one of your thrusts head on.  

He twitched in your hand as you mustered the hardest thrusts you could, in search of your climax as much as his. You reached forward with another hand and bundled Hashirama’s hair in your fist for leverage, another throb of pleasure jolting your cunt as Hashirama cried out louder, masculine voice nearly set to an echo against the pristine walls. 

“Cum for me, Lord Hokage,” You purred. “Cum on my cock.”

With a magnificent roar, Hashirama spilled into the sheets, staining them white. He ground against your hand, having since released his hair in favor of palming at his ass and muscled thighs. You hummed as you rocked and humped with wild abandon against the strap-on, fucking your clit raw as you fucked into Hashirama. 

“Oh, gods!” Hashirama fell forward as you found your orgasm.

Clench, clench, clench. You gave Hashirama a few more parting strokes before pulling out. You disposed of the strap-on with struggling, trembling hands. Once removed, you joined Hashirama on the bed, closing and tightening your legs to enjoy the final thrums of your climax. The poor man had swirls for eyes for seconds more as he panted to recover his breath. 

You kissed his shoulder, resuming your habit of drawing invisible patterns into his tawny skin, following the planes of his back. 

He turned his head to face you, cracked the eye not planted into the sheets. He smiled at you. 

“You’re a goddess,” he said. “You know that?” 

You kissed the sharp cliff of his nose before returning his smile. “You could say it more.” 

Never one to run out of stamina, Hashirama sat up, roping an arm around you to move you to the top of the bed. He laid you on pillows before kissing your lips, your chin, the line of your jaw, all the way to your ear. 

“You’re not really angry with me, are you?” he asked.

You rolled your eyes halfheartedly. “I never was.”

“Wha ―?” Hashirama shot up to see your face, shock coloring his. “Then ―?”

You chuckled. “I just wanted to bait you into this, is all.”

Hashirama shook his head, though his smile was stubborn. “You are a vixen.”

“And you are a man who’s doing his best,” You said, caressing the side of his face. “I know that. If you had a choice, you’d spend more time with me.” 

He chuckled and it was a laugh from a man much younger. “Especially after that.”

You cuddled into Hashirama’s side. “So, when do we have to be ready for guests?”

Calm. Wind chimes tinked nearby as Hashirama hummed.

His eyes flew open. They found the clock.

“... Five minutes.”

[veroniquesboutique]

Kinktober Day 11 - Sensory Deprivation/Role Reversal

For Kinktober day 11!

Hashirama Senju x gn!Reader

Content warnings: gender-neutral reader, manipulation, sensory deprivation, bondage, choking, cumming untouched, hands-free, established relationship

18+ Minors DNI!

More under the cut!

The feeling of the grass slowly growing and stretching up to tickle your toes will never stop surprising you. As you sit in his lap in this field the two of you tend to find yourself in, you lean yourself into his chest and breath in the earthy, mossy smell that feels like home radiating off of him. The only thing interrupting the sound of your shared breathing is the babbling creek cutting through the field, and it is all comforting despite the chaos of life outside of these moments. With your hand caressing his cheek softly, you press your face into the crook of his neck, trying to get yourself as close to him as possible. He laughs softly at your squirming, wrapping his arms around your body and keeping you tight against him.

“Are you sure?” You ask, your voice barely above a whisper but loud and close enough for it to echo off his skin. He chuckles again, twisting a strand of your hair between his fingers.

“I’m just saying that I think it would be interesting,” he muses, tilting his head to let his body envelope you whole. 

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Then don’t?” It feels so obvious to him. That you can control yourself enough because of how dearly you love him. And honestly, how could he be wrong? 

And your own use of the word love always freezes the churning in your stomach. Your moments with Hashirama were few and far between, private, tense with the knowledge that you two probably shouldn’t be as friendly as you are. Of course, that hasn’t stopped you from becoming friends, the best of friends, from blurring the lines of friendship as your hands and lips explored each other’s bodies in this exact same field. Now it feels like a universal truth that you cannot be together as much as it feels like a universal truth that you cannot live without him, and it’s awful when you think about it for too long, and the only time you’re not thinking about it is when you’re wrapped up in him, all of him surrounding all of you and keeping you from the harshness of the world you live in.

You’re brought back to the moment by the sound of snapping in your face. “You disappeared on me for a moment,” He laughs, and it vibrates your whole body with the warmth of joy that you can only feel when he’s with you. 

“I’m just trying to predict every way I could kill you to mitigate it…or use it to my advantage,” You offer back, your deadpan as playful as you can get, and it makes him smile because he knows you’re trying to match his energy.

“It’ll take a lot to kill me, so give it your best shot,” he challenges, and you can’t help but smile at him.

Continued on AO3...

[indigosuvi]

NSFW Alphabet - Hashirama

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 439 / Read it on AO3 | Offline Version

A: Aftercare - What they're like after sex?

- Will get you anything that you need and clean you up.

B: Body Part - Their favorite part of themselves/you?

- His arms, your legs.

C: Cum - Taste, texture, etc?

- Slightly salty with an opaque color.

D: Dirty Secret

- He gets himself off in your lingerie when you aren't there. Of course, he will either wash the clothes or pretend like nothing happened to them.

E: Experience - How much experience do they have?

- Lots, he has 3 kids from a previous partner.

F: Favorite Position

- Lotus, Missionary, Doggy style.

G: Goofy - How are they: serious, funny, etc?

- Will make jokes and laugh at times to ease the tension. He doesn't want it to be uncomfortable or too serious.

H: Hair - Shaved, not shaved, color?

- Trimmed, black.

I: Intimacy - How are they romantically?

- Very romantic. He tries his best to make you happy. He will also leave marks on accident.

J: Jack Off - How often do they masturbate?

- Once or twice, when you've been gone a while.

K: Kink - Their kinks?

- Breeding, playing with his hair, light scratching.

L: Location - Favorite place(s) to do it?

- The bedroom. He doesn't really want his sex life to be public.

M: Motivation - What gets them into it?

- Lingerie, teasing touches.

N: No - Will not do/turns them off?

- Threesome, public places.

O: Oral - Giving, receiving, skill?

- Loves receiving and giving equally. Very skilled.

P: Pace - Fast, rough, slow, etc?

- Slow and hard but will adjust to how you want.

Q: Quickie - How often?

- Whenever he can get a chance.

R: Risk - Willing to take risks/experiment?

- It depends on what they are. He isn't much of a risk taker, but as long as it isn't dangerous or causes harm.

S: Stamina - How long/many rounds can they go?

- 2-3, for about 40 minutes.

T: Toys - Do they have any/will they use them?

- Only if you want to use them. He doesn't own any himself. However, he'd be willing to try them.

U: Unfair - How much do they tease?

- A little, at times, but mostly loves pleasing you.

V: Volume - How loud are they?

- A little loud, but not much. He would rather hear your noises.

W: Wild Card - Something random?

- Would love to do it in Madara's house, but would never suggest or tell you.

X: X-Ray - Size, appearance, etc?

- 6½, noticeable veins. Slight curve to the right, a slightly lighter tip, cut.

Y: Yearning - How high is their sex drive?

- Nothing too high or too low. He takes what he can.

Z: ZZZ - How quickly do they fall asleep?

- As soon as you do.

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[arabella0001]

prank gone wrong

characters: naruto, sasuke, shikamaru, kakashi, itachi + bonus gaara

cn: suggestive, explicit words

part 1 part 2

next: madara, obito, minato, hashirama

[iidilio]

Madara smiled as you nestled your face against his neck. He felt his heart flutter with happiness and tenderness as he heard your giggle while he planted a soft kiss on your head.

His arms wrapped around you as the darkness of the room enveloped both of you, but that didn't even matter to him, not as long as he had you in his arms. The warmth of your body pressed against his lulled him to sleep along with the gentle scent of your silky hair.

Madara scoffed at how ridiculous this whole situation was. The man who lead the grand Uchiha clan, the man who could defeat tailed beasts with just his eyes... was defeated by the warmth and tenderness of your embrace.

"Madara", your soft and sweet voice like honey called out to him from the dimness of his sleep, successfully pulling him away from the reverie you had put him in.

He hummed unwilling to pull away from you, simply not wanting to let go of your warmth. His cold hands warmed with the touch of your back. His heart, which sometimes he felt stopped beating, now beat softly and so wonderfully against his chest, making him feel alive after not being by your side all day.

The soft touch of your hand against his cheek caused him to open his eyes, meeting your gaze that looked at him without any fear. Obsidian met the rich color of your eyes. Madara felt his chest flutter. Unconsciously he leaning his head more towards the warmth of your hand, trying to enjoy your touch as much as he could.

"Madara"

There it went again, his name coming out of your soft lips making his ears feel warm. He leaned in trying to meet your eyes. "Yes?"

"Wake up"

He remained silent for a moment, completely confused about what you meant. "What?"

"Please, wake up", you pleaded as your precious eyes were filled with unshed tears.

"I... I don't understand"

"Madara, please wake up, this can't go on like this"

.

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"Madara... I'm dead"

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"Please... wake up"

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"Wake up"

…

Madara woke up from his dream.

Feeling again like a dead man longing for the warmth of a woman who was also dead.

...

fluff and angst? yes please

[dolliestfairy]

TW: Smut, Fluff, Breeding, Praising, Size Kink (?) lmk if i miss anything. Chubby Reader Fics with No Skintone of Reader Mentioned.

-Dividers from @v6que

can you imagine having a husband or boyfriend who is a farmer boy? like he's all buff, beefy, and strong and stuff.. and every time he gets home and opens the door, one thing he always does is that he will always look for you first, then he will carry you up to his room, and fucked you for the rest of the day. he's a boy who always fucked you like you're some kind of whore of his, but he somehow -- praise you like a princess. he use his dick to get you to your place, but on the other hand he also use his words to make your heart flutter by saying how good you're doing for him, how you're his woman, and how are you, sooner or later, that you will for sure, will gave births to his 'mini me'. and by the end of the day, you're gonna be nothing but his Pretty Woman.

🍡

one of the things about a farmer boy that i really like to thoughts about is the fact that since he's (so) beef and buffy, he really like to just carry you, scooping you, and bump you into his shoulder while his hand leaning on your back, ignoring your whining and protest about how you're a heavy woman and that you've also beg him to let you down while he was just saying "oh come on baby,, its not that bad. i promise i'll gave you a sweet treats."

𐙚 The Men That I'm Talking About Are : NANAMI KENTO, BOKUTO KOUTARO, HOSHIGAKI KISAME, RENGOKU, Shiva, Sugawara, Toji, TENGEN, Iwaizumi, Geto Suguru, KUROO TETSURO, Jason Voorhees, Vincent Sinclair, THOMAS HEWITT, Eren Yeager, Bakugo, Wakatoshi Ushijima, KAKUCHO, KIRISHIMA, Gyomei, Sanemi, DOUMA, Akaza, Miguel O'Hara, Sanzu, KONIG, Price, Dabi, Yuuji, Choso, SAWAMURA DAICHI, terushima, SENJU HASHIRAMA, ARATAKI ITTO, AONE TAKANOBU, Semi eita, Kou mukami, YUMA MUKAMI, Akiteru Tsukishima, JIRAIYA, lev haiba.

DID I FORGET ANYONE? INSERT YOUR FAV!

[theartofsimpatry]

Hashirama is probably the kinkiest founder of the trio. He’s the one that feels the most secure and safe to explore his sexuality with his s/o.

He’s likes to be more submissive to his s/o, tie him up! He feels comfortable because 1. He’s one of the most powerful shinobi in the world and a simple rope wont actually tie him down and 2. He feels more comfortable being tied up and at your mercy than the other way around. He’s seen some fucked up shit during the war so women being tied up and explored sexually feels really wrong to him.

He an erotic novel from a fellow shinobi and he became obsessed with the fantasy of a female shinobi from an enemy clan tying him up and taking advantage of him.

Bondage, biting, wrestling, and you panting and sweating gets him off the most.

[dark-konohagakure2]

Tobirama and hashirama using there little sisters pussy

(Noncon,tobirama is a little harsh and hashirama a bit gentle,breeding?)

tw: incest, sibling incest, noncon, threesome, double penetration, breeding, praise, abuse, degradation, power imbalance

All characters depicted are 18+

Hashirama and Tobirama both have very different approach when it comes to being older brothers to their precious little sister. Hashirama spoils and dotes on her like a child despite her being anything but, while Tobirama is much more stern, even mean to her at times and nowhere near as affectionate as his brother, but they have a lot in common when it comes to their shared lust for their sister.

The two brothers frequently have spats over who would get to claim her virginity first, Hashirama thinks he should get it first since he's the oldest, and Tobirama believes he should get it first since he's more mature. Eventually they come to an agreement, since she's such a big girl now, she should be able to handle them both at once.

Getting her alone with her two brothers is almost trivial with how easy it is, they're her brothers after all, and Hashirama is the Hokage and head of the Senju Clan, so no one thinks anything of it, and their little sister is naive of their intentions until they pin her down between the two of them.

Hashirama is very gentle when he forces his thick cock into her untouched pussy, whispering soothing words into her ears and stroking her hair, even as he forcibly breaks both her virginity and her trust in him.

"Shhh~ I know it hurts, baby, I know... we're just showing you how much we love you, sweetie. Don't you want to have a baby with us?"

Tobirama is nowhere near as sickeningly sweet as his brother, taking a much more firm approach to fucking their sister, roughly taking her pussy from behind while Hashirama gently takes her from the front, peppering her face and head in gentle kisses as he does.

The white haired Senju brother isn't very sentimental, roughly hitting her around and thrusting into her while lecturing her for crying too much and not accepting her brothers' love for her, even calling her selfish for not wanting to have their babies, when doing so would benefit their clan.

Both of them are going to cum inside of her, it's the most effective way to both claim her as their property and to increase the clan's population, not to mention it will ward off any filthy outsiders who'd want to taint her innocence.

Hashirama will chastise Tobirama for being so mean to their innocent baby sister, but the younger brother will brush him off, telling him that he's too soft on her while telling their sister to stop crying and to just suck it up.

"You spoil her too much, elder brother... and you, stop your crying, or else I won't be so gentle with you next time..."

Both are equally looking forward to having children with her, and even if their seed doesn't take the first time, they still have unlimited access to her, so they can try again as many times as they want. After all, no one would believe a spoiled little Senju princess over the Hokage and his trusted brother.

[wifenanami]

I'm so ashamed (no)🤭

[vivasciouslay]

You were unceremoniously thrown on to the bed, the bedsheets ice cold in the contrast of your hot body. He kneeled on top of you, each knees beside your hips as he took in your disheveled form, sprawled out hairs and heaving chest and ducked down, kissing you desperately. His large hands slipped inside the black night slip you wore, a shiver passing through your body as your lips moulded into one, your fingers coiling around his hairs.

A gasp escaped your mouth when his cold thumb brushed over your nipples, moan following when he peppere kisses down your neck as he gently rolled the pebbled flesh between his thumb and index finger. His hot tongue licked on the red love bite he gave you, before tearing your slip away and you opened your eyes, looking at how hungrily his eyes rove over your bare chest.

"I'm going to ravage you and you will take it all."

[maleficient]

Disclaimer:

Each of the characters written in this blog will be written for ages 18 and up.

What will be written in this blog will be: All Uchiha, Hatake & Senju characters. The batfam!!. Jujutsu Kaisen characters. Inuyasha characters. Shingeki no Kyojin Characters. Kimetsu no Yaiba Characters. Dubcon and consensual!! Fluff & Angst!! Reader of any gender (it will be written in feminine terms in case it is not specified.) Yandere!! NSFW!! Taboo content!! Multiple characters (maximum 3)

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Underage!! Incest!! R🍇pe!! Grooming!! boruto era!!

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