#jiraya x reader

[chocolatetheoristcloud]

Naruto slander as breaking bad references Pt2

Warnings: jokes, triggers.

Shikamaru after failing his mission to get Sasuke.

You caught Jiraiya taking photos of young girls and women bathing but he doesn't care.

(no because what was bro doing ☠️)

You tell Shikaku his parenting skills are very much questionable.

Sakura telling Sasuke how dangerous it is to work with Orochimaru but Sasuke doesn't care.

You question Temari about having a kink about seeing men suffer/ make fun of them.

(no because why she always making fun of men tho 😭)

[baka-bakeneko]

Handful - Alpha Jiraiya x Fem! Omega Reader

tags: childbirth, parenthood, breastfeeding, teasing, second base, milking, water sex, knotting, alpha/omega dynamics, domesticity

word count: 3.3 k

synopsis: you, as Jiraiya's very pregnant wife, give birth to his son; Jiraiya's view on you changes for the better

a/n: i'm still on that bbs (baby bullshit) and don't mention it; yes Jiraiya named your son Koguma (little cub) because it's Jiraiya and he has the best baby names. also yes, i'm on my domestic bullshit too, i want a house yo

part one here, part two here, part three here, extra one here

Jiraiya would praise the ground you walked on until the end of days. You cradled yours and his child for nine gracious months, made grace while doing it.

And you were beautiful every minute during it, tempting Jiraiya and driving him to rutting against the wall of your bedroom when you walked away.

Now though, Jiraiya had a whole new level of appreciation towards you. Your body was more of a marvel than ever before since you gave birth to his beautiful baby boy.

He watched, in deafened awe, holding your hands as you sweated through one of his kimonos; you were propped up to his shoulder, rolling your head against it while you tried to follow Tsunade's tutored breathing.

But the aggravation was wearing you down, the pain unbearable in the small of your back. Still, Jiraiya tried his best to aid you along, offering his purr and his suddenly cool lips to your temple.

Tsunade ordered you to push, helping you keep your feet planted to the white sheet under you. With a whimper-turned-snarl, you followed your friend's order, shifting your hips to push through your body.

It felt as though you were pushing everything else out after you, the weight of your cradled son slowly making his way out and into Tsunade's hands.

You gripped, white-knuckled, at Jiraiya's pants, not wanting to transfer your pain to him. But Jiraiya felt it like a spear in his heart, the lightning strike of white-hot running down your back was mirrored with a cold chill down his neck.

"One more, you're almost there," Tsunade urged, taking your knees and prying them further from each other.

Jiraiya felt pride rush through him then as you straightened up on your hands and took a deep breath in to make a final push out. He nuzzled against you, overwhelmed with his admiration as you pushed your pup out, making yourself red faced in the process.

The room fell silent with Tsunade taking your child in her hands, pulling him to her lap and wiping him carefully with a soft white towel. The moment punctuated with his menial cry, one barely above a whisper and Jiraiya felt his whole world shift.

You rested back against your husband, now taking his hand in yours and bringing it to your lips. Jiraiya pulled his eyes away from your son to look down at you, his eyes dreamily gazing into yours.

He would praise the floors you walked upon.

Nothing spoke more to him than you using your body to feed your son, nestled in the crook of your arm while he lulled himself to sleep on your nipple.

On the other hand, nothing made him want you more than the exact same thing. He stood in the doorway of the bedroom, watching you stare out at the garden while the cub was carefully tucked close to you.

He entered the room carefully, not making any sudden movements for the two of you, and sat on the bed. Jiraiya's hand went to caress your ear, leaning in to kiss your cheek.

"Koguma looks like you," you offered in a low whisper, unlatching your tired son and pulling him up to face his father.

"What a lucky bastard," Jiraiya said, shaking his head at his asleep son.

You softly nudged him in the stomach with your free elbow, pulling Koguma back down and cleaning up the excess milk dribble from his cheek.

When you were satisfied with looking at him, you pulled Koguma's bassinet towards you then lay him down and tucked him in.

"I never got to thank you," Jiraiya said, lowering his lips to your neck.

"For what?" You asked with a hum, tilting your head.

You reached to pull the kimono closed but Jiraiya's hand slipped free, sliding around your stomach and squeezing you close.

Jiraiya's lips edged down your neck to your shoulder, sliding the kimono fully away from your body. "For giving me our son. For carrying him too."

You crooned, feeling your husband's soft lips slip across your skin. "There's no need, honey."

You reached over and pet through Jiraiya's hair, feeling your tired body sway by his affection. Jiraiya moved slowly against you, trailing appreciative kissed along your shoulder, back up to your collar before pulling your kimono back up and cinching it closed.

Though inside he felt a need to be all over you, Jiraiya understood the trauma your body went through. He'd be patient for you, more than that. Jiraiya was willingly obedient to you.

"Would you like some tea?" He asked, sitting upright and pressing his lips to your temple.

You hummed at the thought, but felt a gravitational pull into Jiraiya's chest. You put all your weight against him, shutting your eyes and taking a deep breath.

The room was pungent with your now familial scent: the mixture of yours and Jiraiya culminating into your beautiful little cub slumbering next to you.

You leaned further into Jiraiya, urging him to lie down with you and shook your head against his shoulder. "I'd rather rest."

Jiraiya said nothing, only tucked his chin over the top of your head and followed your will. He edged slowly down to the bed, allowing you to rest your head on his chest while he rolled his shoulders and got comfortable for his long stay.

He barely managed to pull the comforter up to your shoulder before you were unconscious, conformed to his side though you hissed lowly at the sudden movements.

Jiraiya stared up at the ceiling, listening to you breath and allowed himself to become awash with pride, tears slowly welling in his eyes as he emitted another low purr.

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You woke up with a jolt at the sound of Koguma fussing. You sat in bed, reeling at your sudden pry from your sleep, wishing things had gotten easier in the eight weeks since his birth.

However, Koguma was not one to be easily swayed. Your hand went out for Jiraiya, readily telling him that you would take the shift; Jiraiya wasn't in bed next to you.

You slowly rose to your feet, cloaking yourself in the bedsheets before leaving the room, crossing the living area to your son's nursery.

You leaned your head into the doorway at further notice of the light being on and watched as Jiraiya delicately undid Koguma's diaper and cleaned the cub up while trying to avoid infant pee.

You tittered softly, covering your hand as Jiraiya used one diaper to shield himself and grabbed an extra to put on the cub.

"You're getting good at that, old man," You whispered to not disturb Jiraiya's focus.

Jiraiya peeled his eyes from his son, his naturally cherubic face nothing but a sour lemon. "Brushing up on my skills."

You nodded, walking into the room and rubbing at your husband's biceps. "I'd say you're doing a great job."

You leaned against his shoulder, then perched up on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "Dad Sage."

Jiraiya spared a smirk at that, finishing up his son's diaper before reswaddling him. "Don't tell Tsunade."

You smiled, watching Jiraiya perform his fatherly duties then waving for you both to leave. After leaving Koguma's room, you turned to Jiraiya and dropped the bedsheet to your feet.

"I have an idea," you whispered, resting your hands to Jiraiya's chest, roaming your fingers along his defined muscle beneath his jinbei. "It would be nice to have some alone time..."

Jiraiya furrowed his brows, almost curious at what you were suggesting. Though, the bigger thought emerged of being at Koguma's call and that ruining whatever you two started.

Still, Jiraiya was a man if not an alpha. He raised a brow and responded: "What were you thinking?"

Your hands drifted further down Jiraiya's jinbei, to the belt cinching his top closed. "Maybe a nice soak?" You asked innocently, tugging the belt free and unraveling it fully from his body and into your hand.

Jiraiya gulped, his eyes drifting over your body with the same curious eyes. It'd been a while since he'd seen your full figure, knowing nothing had changed but he felt he'd lost his map of your terrain.

You watched as Jiraiya weighed the thought in his head, not subtle-ly by the way his eyes were zeroed on your breasts. You dropped his belt from your hands and carelessly disrobed, freeing your chest to the dark of the house.

You turned on your heels, leading Jiraiya with a curl of your finger. "Come on, before the baby wakes up."

Jiraiya followed you, obediently, outside to the hot spring. Calling back to how you two came to be parents.

He gulped, stopping in the doorway as you undressed quickly, kicking off your bottoms before stepping into the warm water and sinking down.

You waited for Jiraiya to follow your lead, crossing your arms over your sensitive breasts to not hiss at the water. Jiraiya was slow to start, looking over his shoulder then shrugging his top to the ground.

He walked over to the spring and peered in, admiring the warp of the dark water reflecting with the pale moon. Then up to you, your skin bathed in the milky lowlights and slick from the water.

Jiraiya would make a meal out of you if he could. Instead, he slowly untied his pants and let them drop, allowing you bite your lip at the sight.

It had been a while.

He took a large step into the spring, then another, allowing you to almost be face-to-face with his hard cock.

You shifted slightly in the water, trying to ignore the want to pounce on him; Jiraiya cleared his throat and sat down in the water, draping his arms out against the rocks.

The steam from the water billowed out into the darkness of the night, leaving you and Jiraiya in a scenic silence harmonized by the faint symphony of frogs.

You kicked a foot out to nudge Jiraiya's knee, smiling at your husband since he felt a mile away.

Jiraiya caught your ankle with his hand, pulling your foot to his lap while he attentively massaged his rough thumb against your sole.

Though it was a small action, it shot directly up your leg and directly to your pussy. "Fuck," you muttered, rolling your ankle in Jiraiya's hold.

He smiled, pushing his thumb harder into the sole of your foot, shifting up and down to earn a few moans in relief.

Jiraiya kept at it for a few minutes, eventually letting you slip your foot back down his thigh. You dropped your crossed arms and sank a bit further into the warm water, lavishing in the oneness of your body.

Jiraiya smiled at you wading in the water, shifting back and forth like a beautiful bird bathing. "Darling, come here."

You straightened up then, your heart picking up at his call. Jiraiya spread his legs, inviting you to sit between them. He dropped his hand into the water, tapping at his own thigh before leaning forward.

"Right here," he urged, his voice a lavender-esque slip.

You shifted in the water over to you Jiraiya, sidling yourself up between his thick legs until you felt his hard cock pressed between your cheeks.

The heat from his body caused you to roll your eyes, missing the weight and heat from him all over you.

Jiraiya's hands started at your shoulders, tenderly kneading them and kissing on either side of your neck. Your breathing picked up, giving away your arousal.

Still, Jiraiya played the long game, a patient and obedient man until you told him you were ready. Until then, he'd worship every inch of your skin.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, pressing his lips to the shell of your ear.

You tilted into him then, silently begging for more of him. You smiled sultrily, ready to chew your lip off.

You rested your hands on Jiraiya's knees, circling your fingers along his kneecaps in appreciation.

"So are you," you offered back, sliding your hands further up his thighs.

Jiraiya chuckled lowly, opening his mouth to nibble your earlobe. "But you're more. Mother of my child, my wife."

His hands shifted back from your shoulders then around to your breasts. You reeled at his touch, backing further against him as your hands gripped over his.

Jiraiya held strong against you, your soft skin slotting against his cock, rubbing against his stomach and chest.

He squeezed softly into your breasts, earning your toes curling. Jiraiya slipped your nipples between two fingers, slowly pinching into them and expressing milk out.

You tried to fold your arm over your breasts, a heightened keen escaping your lips at the sensation, the attention. "Jiraiya."

"My love," he panted from behind your ear, getting himself worked up.

Jiraiya wiggled his hand from your hold and dropped it between your legs, finding your clit and peeling back its hood.

You writhed against him, taking your free hand to stop his at your pussy. "Please."

Jiraiya raised a brow, his cheeks hot from the tease. "Please what, darling?"

You said nothing, suddenly embarrassed to ask. Your hand over his guided him from your clit and further down until two of his fingers were circling over your entrance.

"Fuck," you whispered, ready to whine as your body felt hotter than before.

You threw your head back against his shoulder, stared up at the dotted night sky until Jiraiya pulled you back with another soft squeeze of your breast.

"Jiraiya," you whimpered, turning to face him and panting against his lips.

You angled your hips out for him to take charge and sink his fingers in, but Jiraiya enjoyed the precipice you balanced on. He would wait for you to say it, to beg him for it.

Your hand gripped at his wrist under the water, spreading your legs to meet his and arching your back. You backed into his cock again, reminding him of his need too.

"Come on," you tried, fluttering your eyes as you directed his other hand to squeeze.

"Aww," Jiraiya cooed, finding your ear and nibbling at it, downright violating it with his tongue. "Tell me, darling."

You felt like you were going to explode, so close to something but your throat going dry at the words.

"Shit," you began, ready to throw out a slew of swears at the expense of teasing. "Fuck me, Jiraiya. Fuck me, please. Fuck, fuck me now."

It came out so quickly, needy and whiney. You jostled against your husband's cock, already aching in the small of your back for everything Jiraiya had.

Jiraiya leaned his head back with a satisfied exhale, slowly sinking his two fingers into your soft pussy. He almost folded over you, jealous of his fingers as they pushed further into you and caused you to unravel against him.

"Yes," you gasped, throwing your head back again and backing up further on Jiraiya. It wasn't enough, you wanted all of Jiraiya to cloak you and give you warmth, everything you needed in that instant.

You turned and caught onto his mouth, sloppily lapping into him while you rocked your hips on his fingers. Jiraiya hummed his praise into you, letting you go stupid on his thick digits before your main course.

Jiraiya massaged at your breast, expressing more milk into the water while he pressed his palm against your clit and let you grind.

You whimpered into his mouth, suddenly realizing how needy you were for him. It wasn't enough. You wanted to be out of the water and on top of him.

You pulled away from him, desperately looking around the garden for the nearest flat surface to lie him down on and fuck; Jiraiya quirked a brow at your fleeting eyes, pulling away from you as you shifted against him.

"I-I can't wait," you urged, swinging your legs over Jiraiya's and grabbing his cock. You readily stroked him, watching his eyes fall half-mast while he gazed at you, an omega cock-crazed.

You angled his head to your entrance and wiggled your hips until he finally popped just inside you, allowing you to envelop his length.

You rested your forehead to Jiraiya's, mouth agape, as you breathed out and admired the red streaking his cheeks. Jiraiya's hands went for your hips, reveling in the slow drag that your pussy had to offer.

Hot and wet, his perfect fit to the hilt. Jiraiya panted back at you, following your open mouth and slowly teasing out his tongue to lick your bottom lip.

Your knees braced the small ledge Jiraiya was sat on, slowly pulling yourself up off of his cock before reversing back down on him. Jiraiya leaned forward, kissing down your neck and further before taking your nipple into his mouth.

You keened, curling your toes at Jiraiya's hot mouth suckling at your nipple. You curled your hands into his hair, huffing at his teeth grazing your sensitive skin while pooling your milk into his mouth.

He pulled away with a soft gasp, straightening up as he licked the excess milk from the corner of his mouth.

Jiraiya's hand folded over your stomach, where you cradled his child then dipped his middle finger to your clit.

"You are a goddess," he praised before your mouth as you rolled your hips slowly against him.

The world suddenly shrank to the two of you, no longer in water, no longer parents racing against a baby clock. Just you and Jiraiya.

"If I am a goddess, you are a god," you whispered back, pacing yourself to pump up and down on his cock.

Jiraiya groaned, tilting his head back further to get a full look at you. Your beautiful figure on his, needy and blushing, devolved to a gorgeous whore.

He circled his other hand to your backside, admiring your plump ass while you helped yourself on his cock.

"I would do everything for you," Jiraiya said, hiding another pleased groan at your pussy squeezing him.

You felt closer now, your breathing unrecognizable with all the heat.

"I would mother a litter for you," you moaned, letting the feverish heat take you.

Jiraiya liked the sound of that, thought one would be enough for now. He followed your movements, remapping your body like it was the back of his hand.

You picked up your pace, sloshing water about and riding your husband until you felt close to collapse. Jiraiya's fingers on your clit became heavy, pressing harder on it until you were caught up on him.

You curled your arms around Jiraiya's neck and stifled a hardened moan into his shoulder, one that made you lose your breath and brought tears to your eyes.

You heaved, a pitchy mess against your husband while your pussy convulsed on Jiraiya's sturdy cock. His arms crossed over your back, running his hands softly along your skin.

"My very good girl," he groaned, following your orgasm with his own.

He attempted to free you from his cock but was too late, choking on a deep moan as he gushed his hot seed into you and plugged you with his knot.

The two of you caught your breath, now dizzy from the heat and the sex. Your body felt full of lead, unable to move off of your husband.

Your pussy twitched, still speared by his cock; Jiraiya tightened his hold on you and moved to stand, allowing you to cross your legs around his waist.

He moved carefully across the garden and back inside, silencing your whiney snivels with a soft hush. Jiraiya walked you back to the bedroom, lay you down delicately on the bed before attempting to unleash himself from your nether-confines.

You whimpered at the attempt, your sensitive pussy not taking kindly to another thing being forced out of you. Jiraiya seceded, turning you on your side and lying next to you, slowly coaxing his knot to deflate.

He draped your knee to his hip, ran his fingers up from your calf to your waist with adulation. "You are my marvel."

You tried at a smile but moaned softly instead; you leaned in to kiss Jiraiya's nose, then his forehead.

Then, as if on cue, Koguma began fussing.

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Me: i don't need to write anymore baby fics, i don't even like kids like that and --

evil me: make jiraiya hot dilf

now, that's the end of the alpha jiraiya omega reader saga. no more, maybe

but more jiraiya and more baby fics and we can all pretend this didn't happen, if you didn't see it then i didn't either.

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(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ What if… ♥

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🤩🧡NEW NARUTO🧡🤩🤩🧡ILLUSTRATIONS🧡🤩

[naruto-imagines-and-headcanons]

Naruto Love Languages (Shinobi)

Iruka Umino - Quality Time

Iruka prioritises quality time together more than anything. He knows what it feels like to be alone, and with Naruto he understood it even more. So he never wants you to ever feel like you're alone or abandoned. When you started dating he tried to see you at least once a day even for just a quick chat. And if you live together he is always ready to come right back home if you need him. It doesn't matter what he's doing, Iruka will make sure you know he's here for you no matter what. Expect a LOT of nice casual date nights throughout your relationship

Kakashi Hatake - Gift Giving

No matter how long you've been together, Kakashi can be a pain. His tardiness has stayed with him, being late to pretty much all your dates. It's gotten to the point where you tell him the date is happening an hour early so he's technically on time. And he ain't big on chores. But he makes up for it with his excellent gift giving skills. Pretty much every gift he gives you is perfection. Even though he's late a lot, he always brings you a small gift to make up for it (flowers, your favorite candy, charms, etc). Also, the moment you get into a new hobby or interest, expect related gifts falling in your lap for the next month. Kakashi wants to encourage your interests, he loves seeing the joy on your face as you experiment and try new things! And don't worry about money, he's doesn't mind spending it if it's on you

Might Guy - All of Them

Come on, he is literally Lee's clone. Of COURSE he's gonna be just as enthusastic with his partner. This man will literally do anything for you, if you need something done fast and perfect, he's your man. And be careful talking about things you show interest in. If you even imply you want that tea set from the store, you are gonna wake up with it on your nightstand. And god is he great at talking you up. Every morning is started with a speech about how amazing you are and how you'll face the day with power and youth together! Guy won't accept any negative comments you make about yourself, either. He shuts that shit down immedietely, and talks to you seriously and genuinely. Guy will always make you feel loved and beautiful, never forget that (don't worry you can't, god this man is loud)

Kurenai Yuhi - Words of Affirmation

Kurenai is incredibly caring and emotionally connected with you. She is a naturally empathetic person and with you it's clear. She always takes into account your personal opinions and desires, and never makes a decision about your relationship without your input. Your emotions mean a lot to her, and she makes it clear. Kurenai is always there to

Asuma Sarutobi - Quality Time

He is similar to Shikamaru of being a bit sluggish, just not on the level of his prodigy. Your love life is on the lowdown, but that isn't a bad thing! You like just spending time calmly with him without all the fuss. No pressure inducing grand gestures or giant surprises, with Asuma it's easy and stress free. His favorite way to spend time is just sitting and talking with you, and if you smoke, taking smoke breaks are a definite couple's activity. If you ever feel like you're hogging his time or being clingy, he'll quickly shut you down. Asuma wants to spend his life with you! Why do you think he shows up at your house so often with a rose?

Anko Mitarashi - Acts of Service

Anko is an independent woman who knows how to take care of herself. She doesn't require you to do anything for her, if you want to it's cool but she doesn't expected. On the other hand though she shows a lot of loyalty to you and always stands by your side. She respects your independence and autonomy and tries to not push too hard, but if you ever need anything she is right there in a heartbeat. Honestly, whenever you do anything she is watching intently for any sign of you needing help. You can't grab a cereal box from the top of the fridge without her already making a game plan if you fall

Tsunade - Physical Touch

With most people Tsunade isn't too fond of physical contact (well, when sober at least). She is used to being sexualized for her body by pretty much EVERYONE, so it feels like people just take advantage of her. But with you, she knows you don't see her like that. You see her as a human being! A hot human being, but a human being nonetheless. So when she's with you she adores hugging and cuddling and smooching. You are just so adorabl ein her eyes! Holding hands is an absolute must. In her eyes you are only one worthy of her hand... and massive tits. Just be warned that when she drinks she gets reeeeeeeeeally touchy and pervy

Jiraya - Words of Affirmation

I can already see some of you questioning my sanity, but hear me out. Jiraya is the famous Pervy Sage, this man loooooooves bodies. Boobies, booties, if you got it he wants it. So yes, physical touch is a BIIIIIG part of his relationships. But surprisingly, most people don't know that when he's in a serious relationship, he gets very sincere and sweet. He always is there to life you up, and pretty much compliments you all the time. Even when you feel like you look like shit, this man finds a way to make you feel like a supermodel. Jiraya isn't afraid to show his affection in public either, and proudly says "I love you" and calls you pet names anywhere you go (no matter how embarassing). But uh... yeah he's still gonna have grabby hands though, so get used to that

Hashirama Senju - Words of Affirmation

Hashirama is such a bright person and just a joy to date. He is basically a ray of sunshine no matter the weather or situation. Optimism is his religion and follows it closely. His main goal in life is to make you feel happy and loved. And you're gonna feel it god dammit. Every morning you are awoken with a sweet kiss and "good morning". He likes to tease you by saying you look better than ever, even though you clearly look like you woke up from a 3 year coma. Your pouting and annoyed face always makes him giggle like a kid, it's so cute! Throughout your relationship Hashirama will always find a way to convince you to look on the bright side of life, especially if it has to do with you. No matter how you perceive yourself or your skills, he compliments you with full genuineness. This man loves you so much, just... so much

Tobirama Senju - Words of Affirmation

Unlike his brother, Tobirama is muuuuch more tight lipped. He's stern and sharp with his words, even with you. It was a bit off-putting at first, and you used to wonder if he even liked you. One day it came to a head and you approached him and asked him outright if he hated you. This is one of the few times his composure broke, and he instantly shot the notion down. After a heartfelt conversation, from that day forward you payed more attention and noticed little things about him. You notice that when he talks to you his voice softens ever so slightly and he tries to use less intense wording. Occasionally when he walks by you'll hear a quiet compliment in your ear. He never forgets to thank you for every little that you do. And when you're alone he'll even soften up just a tad and admire your beauty. Tobirama doesn't show his affection outright and openly, but if you connect with him and noticed the little things he does, you'll truly understand his feelings

Minato Namikaze - Acts of Service

Minato is a gentleman through and through. He's gonna treat you like royalty, I'm talking laying his coat over a puddle so you can walk over it (don't worry, you eventually convince him to just let you go around the puddle instead). Obviously he is verbally respectful and sweet, but he really shows off with his usefulness. He loves to do chores with you or cook together and just talk for hours on end. If you're craving a certain food he is ready to take a stroll to the store and get it for you no questions asked. And when you're in public you can bet he's using his reputation to get you guys some special benefits. Every restaurant has a table for you guys set and ready, and store venders give you great prices. Plus NOT A SOUL will even try to bother you. They know who your love his, and they know what he will do to them. So enjoy those privileges~

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Konoha 12 + Sand Siblings | Shinobi & Founders | Akatsuki

[frelonshi]

NSFW Alphabet ft. Jiraiya

I think I'm perpetually horny about this man. Horny men makes me horny. Gender is never specified and there's content for both pussy and dick owners. Jiraiya is mostly portrayed as a top dom. Don't hesitate to send me any character for a (n)sfw alphabet!

CW/TW are tagged at every letter if needed. There are mostly mention of oral (both reader and Jiraiya receiving), vaginal (unprotected) and anal sex, as well as masturbation. I think the most risky thing is the mention, at several points, of a fake kidnapping scene (not described though) and Jiraiya is very, very horny in general. Don't hesitate to tell me if you think I miss some!

Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

For Jiraiya, sex is only over the moment you two fall asleep, meaning that aftercare is as important for him as any part of the sex - and that he makes sure he's the greatest at this too. Jiraiya has very good stamina, meaning that after sex he can still do things and he'll be very attentive. He'll probably bring you water and a towel to clean you up, run a bath if you ask for it or give you a massage. More generally, he'll be very sweet, either ready to talk or to be used as a pillow because orgasms (always plural with him) made you sleepy. He'll murmur you sweet praises, about how good you were, about how lucky he is to have you in his bed and in his life. I think it's one of the moments where you discover the most his sweet, vulnerable side and when he is the most honest about his feelings for you.

Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

This man, being the biggest simp, loves all of your body but let's face it: your sex, your ass, your thighs and your chest are his favourite parts. He'll look and kiss every bit of your body when you're naked, but this guy will spend extra time marking your ass and thighs and watch them jiggle; I think he'd actually play with your thighs and ass even out of sexual moments, like you'd be reading a book on your stomach and he'll just poke at your ass with a childish smile. Same goes for your boobs if you have, for the same reasons: the jiggle and the marking. I honestly think he'd use them as stress relief, just fondling them brings him peace. Speaking of stress relief: this man eats you out/sucks you off as a way of relaxing. Whether it's active or sex-warming, he just wants to taste and smell you.

As for him, I think he likes his chest and stomach. It's a mix of muscle and fat, perfect to look intimidating, fitting for any daddy roleplay and he loves how much time you spend on them, whether it's during sex or naps.

Cum (Anything to do with cum) (unprotected sex)

His cum is thick and he cums a lot. He loves to cum on and in you. The visual of seeing your mouth or your holes leaking is just heaven for him. He'll probably masturbate and ask to cum on you, certainly on your ass or your chest.

Dirty Secret (dubcon)

It's pretty hard to find a dirty secret, because this man literally writes about whatever lewd thing comes into his mind; so, lots of dirty, not many secrets. Hm, maybe he'd get embarassed if you knew he jerked off with your panties; but at the same time, if he wanted to keep it secret, he wouldn't put back the panty, full of cum, back into your closet.

Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He has a whole lot of experience. He's a busy man, between his network work and his book writing, but he also knows that relaxing is very important. He spent decades on the road and slept with prostitutes or have one-night stands whenever he entered a new town, sometimes every night of his stay. He has plenty of funny stories to tell, between jealous spouses and confusing twins. He knows perfectly what he's doing, he's very attentive to your reactions, so he catches very quickly what works the best for you.

Favorite Position

Doggy style, a classic, but every classic has its reasons to be. It can allow him to take you with a brutal pace, pinning your head against the pillow, or slowing hitting your spot while kissing your back. He loves how he can leaves marks around your hips - he has a very strong grip.

Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.) (mention of cnc)

It'll really depend on what kind of sex you're having. If you're doing an act, like a kidnapping scene, or a roleplay, he'll really get into the character - which is a very intense experience. But if you're having more casual sex, just a moment of intimacy between you two, he'll quip some jokes. But it depends on his mood. If you've been separated or if he learnt bad news, he'll tend to get more silent, more serious; but if it's been a happy day, if he's in good mood, he'll cheer a lot. He's mostly serious, though, focused on making both of you feel good.

Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Hairy as hell. Take a look at his hair; it's like that everywhere: chest, armpits, arms, legs, pubis. Everything is hairy, thick. You'll probably end up with some hair on your tongue when you lick him but hell, that body is too sexy to complain about.

Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

A bit like goofy: that'll depend on the context. He's an excellent, invested actor, and if the scene turns into a ruthless bastard, he will be. But when it comes to more personal intercourses, he can and will be very romantic and cheesy. This man writes books, about sex and love, and will try to recreate as many scenes as possible - yep, especially that one with rose petals and candlelight, you can't get out. Scenery aside, if he's in a good mood he'll tend to get vocal, to tell you what he loves about you and in general how much you mean to him. If he's in a bad mood, he'll make sure his gesture, his touch makes you understand so.

Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Truthfully, if he could just live in a bedroom and have sex from dawn to dusk, he would. His sex drive, his libido is endless. I believe very few can fully satisfy him - and I don't think he expects any partner to actually have a sex drive that high. Which means that even if you two have regular sex, he still masturbates a lot. When you're not with him (and if he has the opportunity because ninja life is full of surprises), he'd masturbate four, five times a day. Anything can make him horny; just the thought of you naked is enough (and imagine when he catches a glimpse of you naked when you exit the bathroom!). He's pretty basic in his masturbation most of the time, only touching his dick. As I said before, he likes having clothes of you, especially a panty, to either smell or jack off in.

Sometimes, he'll jack off next to you. He'd ask you to open your leg, so he can place his head right next to your sex, comforted by the position, the warmth and the smell and jack off right there.

Kink (one or more of their kinks) (mention of roleplay of teacher/student, omegaverse

Is there even a kink he doesn't have. I'm going to focus on three I hadn't had time to develop:

He loves roleplaying and he's open to pretty much any scenario. Teacher/student? Yes, he also thinks he needs to be punished. Royalty/Gods? He also thinks you deserve to be worshipped. Some darker scenarios like kidnapping interest him too. I also think he likes to roleplay the characters of his novels (by the way, yes, you're a muse when it comes to his novel). I firmly believe he wrote something similar to omegaverse and will definitely act as an alpha or let you act as an omega; or roles reversed. He'll totally take some days where one of you pretends to have ruts or heats and well, you two need to take care of it.

Sensory deprivation, especially on him. He loves the idea of being tied up, blinded, maybe deafened, and you touching his body. It enhances all his sensations and makes me shiver and moan like crazy. In general, he's not that quick to ejaculate, but when you touch his body like that, he's really quick to come.

Underwears. We already established he loved smelling and jacking into your underwear. But there's another thing that gets him going: you wearing his underwear, preferably already used. He just loves the idea of your two smells mixing, of two very intimate things being close.

Location (Favorite places to do the do) (public sex)

The bed is a good place to have sex in it but he has so many ideas. Remember, this guy wakes up and spends his day horny; and the mere idea of fucking you in very mundane place sends him over the edge. You're cooking? He'll pin you against the counter. You're brushing your teeth? Bending over the lavabo. You're working on some paper? Nope, you're sitting on the table now and he's between your legs. He'll fuck you outside of course - and when I say outside, I mean on the streets. Not main avenue, but you'll definitely find yourself with your face against a concrete wall and your pants around your ankle, with fresh air brushing your sex. He also likes to fuck you when you're both taking a bath, just a pure moment of intimacy and relaxation.

Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

See Kink part: the real question is what doesn't turn him on?

Okay, more seriously. He likes you in your everyday clothes, but knowing you made yourself extra pretty with lingerie? That's the quickest way to send him on cloud nine. He also loves when you act all innocent but you're actually showing off your cleavage, outlining the line of your hard dick or jiggling your ass before him. You know the cliché scene when a character drops something and the skirt is short enough to show the panty? That. Oh! And it's even better if you don't have any underwear, actually. It means you want to get fucked and Jiraiya is more than happy to oblige.

No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) (mention of cnc kidnapping)

Few things are hard limits for him, and I think "true" cnc is that for him. He's fine, enjoys, scenes where he's the "bad guy", like, for example, kidnapping you, but it needs to be the kind of scenario where the victim secretly wants it/enjoys it quickly. Even if he knows it's fake, you screaming "no" or that kind of thing really makes him feel bad.

Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He eats you/sucks you like you're a meal - and he's going to eat at least three times a day. He's very skilled at this, knows exactly where to put his tongue and how to relax his throat. Whatever your length, he'll swallow you in a go. He loves making eye contact, watching your face dissolves into pleasure. He loves when you mount him, loves when he feels like his only use is to give you pleasure. I'd say he has two modes. Either he eats/sucks you slowly, sloppily, almost as if he only wanted to have something in his mouth, a bit like an everyday activity while you (try to) do something else; and when he puts his whole mind and body into it and you can only shake under (or above) him. This man isn't scared either to eat your ass out, it's really desert after main course.

He's, at his core, a simple man: you on all four, sucking him off is more than enough to make him pant and groan. If you're not skilled yet, he'll be more than happy to teach you how to do it. He can't stay still, though. He'll trust into you, pull your head, your head. He loves seeing you choke on his dick and even more seeing cum overflow from your mouth. He'd probably cum on your face or chest, too, because you're truly an art vision covered in cum. If you want to send this man to paradise, spend extra time on his heavy balls.

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

You know the line: it'll depend on the mood. He's as much capable of setting a brutal pace, one that'll leave you shaking on the floor than making tender, slow (almost agonizing slow) love to you.

Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)  

This man can't live off quickies, he needs to also have longer moments with you. That being said, quickies are so hot to him. Not having even the time to undress, being in some public space (probably not at home), just the chase of both your relief… yes. There's something so casual, so intent relief, that really pleases him. There's the excitement at the idea that even knowing he's so big, you'd do little to no preparation to take him because you need him that bad. He'd be the one proposing them often, I think. He prefers nothing over your warmth.

Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)  

Very willing to experiment with any kink, even ones he didn't like before, because sometimes it's more about being on the same line than the thing itself? He's also ready to take risks, like doing it in public, that sort of thing but I think there's one risk he is absolutely no game to take: it's your health. If he thinks something will do more bad than right, can really harm you more than a few scratches and bruises, he won't do it. Same goes for himself: he enjoys being a bit roughed up, but no real pain.

Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can go on forever, for real. First of all, he won't stop until you're at least satisfied, and he'll go for as many rounds as needed. If he still isn't satisfied and you're not in the mood anymore/already sleepy, he'll go for some personal rounds. He's the kind of guy who can spend a whole weekend just having sex with you - hence the rut/heat roleplay that he can pull.

Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) (unprotected sex)

Of course he owns toys, and it's a very large collection. He has dildos of every size, and some of weird shapes, that he's willing to use on you or himself. He has things to stimulate the clitoris and also straps. I think his favourites are the Ben Wa balls (I hope it's the good name) and will torture you with it a lot. And plugs! He has tons of plugs. He'll make you wear some. He loves when you plug yourself up after he filled you up, or when you bend over with a plug in your hole, meaning that you can take him right now. He'd own also plugs with tails (I realized I didn't have time to really mention or explore pet play with Jiraiya, but this man is definitely a pet owner), and lots of clamps for your pretty nipples.

Unfair (How much they like to tease)

The real problem with teasing is that he'll cave before you do, most of the time. He likes to tease you, make you catch a glimpse at his body, or touch your inner thighs, but he'll generally be the one stopping the teasing because he can't resist the urge to fuck you.

Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

It depends if he's the dom or the sub. As a dom, he'll be relatively quiet I believe, focused on you, on making you feel good. He will let out grunts and groans, sighs and little growls, but it'll be relatively quiet. When he's subbing, when you're on him or behind him, he'll be louder, lost between panting, aaahh-ing and pleading for more, or telling you how good you taste.

Wild Card (Random headcanon)

I think he struggles with threesomes. Before meeting you, when it was just for a night (or a few nights), he was more than willing to spend the night with several people. But when it comes to the two of you, he struggles. He both doesn't really like someone else touching you, but he frankly doesn't like touching someone that isn't you. I think it just blocks him. He knows it's not cheating, but it feels a bit too much like it for him, and he can't do it. Orgy, however, doesn't feel the same for some reason. It feels less personal: you don't know and don't have to know the people that bring you pleasure, and it's more mindless fun for him. I think he also loves the idea of you watching over him while he's getting used to please others - but in the end, you're the only one that matters to him and you're only watching him, so that's not the same.

X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

He's massive. Like "'it won't fit' is your first reaction" massive. He knows he is, but he also loves to know he can fill you, make you so full of him. Loves to know that when you take him, there's no way you can be thinking about something else than his dick. He's long, around 23 cm/9 inches and you can barely wrap his dick with your hand.

Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Probably higher than you, as I said. He can do it several times a day, every day of the week of every month.

ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He feels relaxed after coming, but not especially sleepy. Plus, he won't sleep if you fuck during the day. But if you have sex at night, he'll sleep after he's sure you've been taken care of, that you're ready to sleep.

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!Sfw and nsfw! Aged up!

Naruto

Sfw:

- Ramen dates

- poor boy is touch starved

- you guys didn't kiss for a really long time because he was scared of it

- it basically feels like you two are friends but with more cuddles

- he doesn't let you go on missions alone, he just doesn't wanna lose you to

- overprotective

- "hey pokie" read it in jirayas book

Nsfw:

- he's inexperienced but he absolutely refuses to be bottom

- everything he knows about sex is from Jiraya and Kakashi

- he loves blowjobs, ofcourse receiving

- he has absolutely no idea what he's doing but he's not gonna show it

- every time you would put his clothes on after doing it he would get horny

-he can go for hourse and he will go for hours

- around 15 cm, pretty average

- "You're so pretty"

- he would accidentally call you slut without knowing what it means but after you told him what it means he told you sorry thousand of times

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Sasuke

Sfw:

- he doesn't look like he would care much but as soon as you're near someone else you're fucked

- he wants you to sleep at his place as much as you can

- Sasuke needed some time to get used to being affectionate but once he was used to it he wouldn't let you go

- You're gonna be his house wife no matter what your gender is

- he's not really romantic but he tries

- he loves seeing you in his clothes, he won't show it, but he loves it

- "babe/baby"

Nsfw:

- he marks you up everywhere. Bites, hickeys, spanking marks

- the first time he was actually really gentle, after that he was rough tho

- he loves when your loud for him

- he doesn't want others to hear you but if someone flirts with you or something like that he will male you scream out his name

- reverse cowgirl. He just absolutely loves how your ass looks like that, bouncing up and down as you move

- 17 cm and really thick

- "you little slut, want ne to make you scream, hm? Make everyone hear that your taking my dick so well?"

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Sakura

Sfw:

-she's really romantic and loving

- picknick dates or watching the sunset together

- she loves to cook with you

- she panick as soon as you get one single bruise or even just catch a cold. She will always take care of you

- she loves when you're willing to try on her dresses or let her do your make up. Ofcourse she wouldn't force you if you're uncomfortable with it but she still would be happy

- Sakura would hit anyone who says just one bad thing about you

- "sweetheart, you're so beautiful today"

Nsfw:

- she's a switch

- she would gladly peg you

-she always tells you how good you're doing

- you two have some hickeys from each other

- you two have vanilla sex, if you both agree to it tho you guys would experiment

- she's not particularly loud, she does praise you a lot

- Sakura was the first women you ever saw naked so ofcourse you got flustered. She was flattered by it and just giggled

- if you're able to produce sperm you two would try for a kid, ofcourse only later on

- "sweetheart, you're doing so good, it feels perfect"

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Kakashi

Sfw:

- he loves teasing you

- he would have you sit on his lap like a plushie while he continues to read his book

-he loves to pet you and he loves to be petted

- he would show you off to everyone

- You're one of the only people who get to see him without a mask

- he would just kiss you in public with his mask on

- he always gets you little presents

-he loves to be the little spoon

- he has matching clothes with you

- he's really romantic and he would anything for you

- "my kitty, how are you?"

Nsfw:

- he would force you to read out his book while he does everything to you that stands in the book

- he's gentle but if you just say the words 'rougher'/ 'harder' once you're gonna get destroyed

- he teases you and edges you for hours before actually fucking you

- he has the best aftercare

-he would make you wear his mask or blindfold you

-he loves doggy and lotus a lot, it all depends on his mood

- 19 cm and really thick

- cockwarming while he reads

- "wanna ride me again kitty?"

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A change of heart

Pairing: Kakashi Hatake x Naruto mother figure!reader

Summary: Naruto has left to train with Jiraya and you are left to wonder if he is doing okay.

A/N: let me get this out of my system thanks a lot don’t know if is going to kill my writer’s block but I see what happens with the asks I have in my draft. I have no idea what this is, if is bad please pretend nothing was written🙃. This is the longer ff I have wrote and is just crazy to me lol @charming-cherry0 here the Kakashi’s ff I’ve talked about hope you like it

You gave up a life filled with missions; a life of notority for the love you had-and still have to this day-for the people that took you in and raised you when your family died. You had promised to Minato and Kushina that you would take care of their son if anything happened to them. You didn't expect to fill in the role of a mother this soon.

When they sacrified themselves for the security of Konoha you were initially mad at them, leaving you just like your biological family did. Of course it wasn't their plan to die this young, not when they just became partens for the second time. You had to live with the fact that you had a job do to, to take care of your little brother Naruto.

Time passed, Naruto grew up and you couldn't help but being reminded about that night. Mostly because the villagers would always bring it up when walking past you and the Jinchūriki, making the young ninja ask questions, and you had to tell him white lies about it, the Third Hokage had made everyone promise to never reveal the true identity of his parents.

It broke your heart to lie to him, keeping him in the shadows of his lineage, but you knew that if words spread he was the son of the famous Minato Namikaze, the Fourth Hokage of the Leaf Village, he was going to be in more danger than he already was for having a tailed beast sealed into him.

It broke your heart when Naruto would come home faking a smile. You noticed he had been secretly crying, his puffy red eyes giving away his secret, but you never commented on them, instead you made sure to remind him that there were more important metters than caring about what people had to say about it. It always brought a sincere smile on his beautiful features.

With time, his pranks and shenanigans never stopped, and so your profusely apologizes to the villagers, who only rolled their eyes to you and whispered under their breath what a terrible guardian you were to the kid. "If he doesn't know how to behave is because he is not getting a proper education" they always said and you had to control yourself and not yelling at them that you were doing your best as a young girl yourself. Sometimes Naruto would hear the adults making fun of you, and this was one of the reasons why he would be mean to them, throwing ramen leftovers on their face or sticking out his foot to make them trip.

"Naruto, what happened? Why would do that to them?" you would ask him once in confinement of your apartament, away from prying eyes and ears. He would only say that he felt like it, or that they had been making fun of him. He didn't want to make you doubt your skills as a parental figure, not when he too knew he wasn't an easy kid to take care of. You would scoff and tell him to got to his room and do some homeworks while you would make dinner.

With time, things started to get better. Naruto had came to you one day revealing that he was determined to befriend Sasuke Uchiha, at the mention of the clan that got massacred your mind went back to when you had met the boy's mother before the tragedies that took place at the village and you smiled at him. Assuring him that one day, the two of them would the best of friends, you didn't know that was taking them a long time to get there.

It was when Naruto failed the gennin exam that you felt like a failure, if he didn't came to you for help it had to be because you weren't doing a good job of reassuring the boy he could rely on you, but oh how wrong you were. Naruto loved you dearly, and was grateful to have you in his life so he couldn't let you down, he had to make you proud of him and he thought that coming to you for help was a sign of weakness for him and he didn't want to show you he was weak.

You cried, for the first time in front of him, that night after he had told you all of that. Hugging like your lives depended on that you assured him that it was okay to show weakness, for him he was just a kid. From that night he never kept sectres from you, well maybe just the fact that he knew that people still belittled you by doing a poor job raising him.

You never, in your life, were jealous of people but since Kakashi Hatake became the sensei assigned to Naruto's team you discovered a new emotion: jealousy.

You had heard about the shinobi in question, how could you not? He was famous because of his father and for his talents. While at the academy you never interacted much with him and he kept a distance from you too, the two of you had nothing in common but the fact that your adoptive father was his teacher, that was it. Nothing less, nothing more. One single person in common wasn't a reason strong enough to bring the two of you to talk to each other for more than five minutes. But now? How much you wished to be able to take off your ears, because honestly? You couldn't stand another day hearing about the man.

Naruto was smittered with him, sure Kakashi sometimes was harsh with him but he was a great teacher. He couldn't stop talking about him, not only that but the constant talk of the town on how lucky Naruto was to have such a mature and responsible teacher made all your hard work seem trivial. The villagers kept on belittling you by putting on a pedestal Kakashi Hatake, the gem of the Leaf Village.

It had been a week since Naruto left Konoha alongside Jiraya, a week without a single word from him informing you about his days with the legendary ninja and his training sessions, a week worrying about the boy. Was he eating enough? Was he resting enough? Is he spending his money wisely or is he spending it for useless things? You couldn't stop thinking about how he was doing away from you.

"Earth's calling Y/N." you heard the voice of Kakashi from the other side of the window of the shop. You rolled your eyes upon seeing him laying hands on the windowsill with his book on sight. You turn around, asking him what he needed in such a late hour at your store. "saw the light was on and decided to see if you needed anything"

"Nothing if it's coming from you." you simply said walking towards the register to collect your things before heading back home. You didn't hear him jump into the store, his movements always quiet as if he is always on a mission of some sorts, you didn't even hear him closing the window, only when you turned to leave the store you noticed what he has been doing. "you need anything?" you mocked him, your words harsh because why was he so suddenly paying you a visit after closing hour?

"I don't need anything. Again I saw the li-" you cut him off, taking out the keys you unlocked the door and invited him outside. He didn't say anything, just followed your silent instructions and waited next to you to lock the door again. "heading home?"

"What do you think?" his presence was annoying you, you didn't want to be seen with him walking around the village, who knew what terrible things people would say if they saw you with such loved shinobi like him. "Hatake you don't have to walk me home, I still remember how to protect myself" it was true, all those year of combat training were still present in your muscle memory so you could have managed just fine if something were to happen to you. He didn't care, keeping you company on your way home.

"I just want to catch up with an old friend, is that wrong?" you halted at his words? Friends? Since when did he consider you a friend? The last time you checked the two of you even spoke was during the attack of the Nine tailed fox on the village, and just because you had to inform him about a change in the original plans.

He noticed your absence a couple of seconds later, turning around he asked you what happened that got you to stop in your tracks.

"I'm sorry, since when are we friends?" Kakashi was about to answer but you didn't give him the chance to add anything. "Listen, just because you are Naruto's teacher does not mean you and me are friends. And before I say anything that I will regret later please go home. I don't need to be reminded that I am a pathetic excuse of a mother." you whispered the last part, you didn't need him to know how you felt.

Kakashi heard you, loud and clear. He knew you were critisized by the villagers. He came across a couple of people that would praise him by belittling you, the ninja had always took your side, defending you against the mean words spoke behind your back. He didn't fight you, he didn't comment on your sentence, he was sure whatever he said wasn't going to make you feel better.

That night you cried, alone in the apartament you shared with Naruto and that was going to feel cold until he was back from his training. You knew that those three years without him were going to be long.

The next morning you woke up tired, giving a quick look at the pillow you could tell you cried yourself to sleep. The sight in the bathroom's mirror could confirm your theory, not that it was that hard to come to the conclusion of that, after what happened last night it was either that or you had spilled some water on it. The latter being the last possible.

Once you were finally ready to go and open the doors of your shop, you were faced with a toad at your doorstep, you can tell is one of Jiraya's because the animal is too big to be a common one. Is only when you took a second look that you noticed it had an envelope between its hands, you asked permission to take it from the animal and when the envolope was in yours the toad disappeared. You smiled reading the name of Naruto on the paper. Today was going to be great.

Dear Y/N,

sorry if I haven't written to you sooner but this week my days were filled with learning new techniques with the Ero-sennin that I totally forgot to inform you about my days. You don't have to worry about me, the Toad Sage reminds me to not overwork myself. I am eating a lot of good and tasy food. My sleeping schedule is not the best but I always remember your words about how important a good sleep is to become stronger.

I miss you very much, take care of the shop and eat a lot of ramen for me too.

Love you, Naruto.

The letter finished with his signature thumb print and a smiley face next to it, you smiled thanking that he remembered you while away for training.

The door of the shop opened, and you looked up from the letter to invite in your first client of the day but upon seeing Kakashi you rolled your eyes annoyed by his presence already.

"I don't think rolling your eyes is a good way to make your costumers feel welcomed" he commented.

"Why are you here?" you asked walking in front of the your desk. "and don't you dare to say that you just want to have a talk with a friend because I'm pretty sure I made it clear yesterday that we aren't friends." your tone was calm but the point came across to the shinobi, you didn't want to have him around.

"I'm here in peace. I want to look for something to buy, that's all." he said, intertwining his hands behind the back of his head he started walking around the store.

"You do realize this is a store that has nothing for you, right?" your shop was filled with clothes and accessories for the female villagers, nothing that Kakashi could wear or use even if he wanted to. The sizes were too small for him and you could swear he is not the type to take a bag with him. You pictured him with a couple of hairpins but only in the secrecy of his apartament, never outside. You scoffed at the imagine of him securing his white hair with pretty pins.

"I never said it was for me. I said I'm looking for something to buy." he repeated, deciding to not ask you why were you scoffing so out of the blue. "Asuma wants to surprise Kurenai and I offered to help him find something that she might like" you were taken aback, you never imagined him to be someone that would offer his help to look for gifts. "oh by the way, do you know if Naruto is okay? That ungrateful kid didn't write me a letter yet." you totally missed the little smile that formed on his face, both because you were facing his back and because of the mask he never takes off his face.

"I, actually, got a letter from him this morning." you said happy that Naruto wrote to you first than Kakashi, even though he had wrote at the two of you simultaneously, but what you didn't know couldn't hurt you, right? and Kakashi kept that information for himself when he heard your teasing tone. He didn't want to ruin your day, not after what you had said yesterday.

"That kid, forgetting about his teacher like I mean nothing to him." he commented looking at some hair clips with a charm at the end, he took a couple of them and came to you asking for which one you prefered. You choose the wooden one with the red details reminding him that most of Kurenai's outfits involved the color red. He thanked you and paid for the object.

"You mean a lot to Naruto, more than I like to admit honestly." you told him before he could leave the store. "Thank you for everything you do and for taking care of him when I can't" you confessed. He only smiled at you, wishing you a good day and promising that he wasn't going to bother you for the rest of the day.

Months passed and once a week you would get a visit from one of Jiraya's toads delivering at your doorsteps a letter from Naruto informing you about his days with the Toads Sage and how much he is improving his ninja's skills and you, oh so wished to write to him how proud you were, but his safety came first and if you wrote to him the Akatsuki would probably find him, risking to get kidnapped. You just made a note to yourself to tell him that, the moment he was back to Konoha.

Naruto’s letters weren’t the only thing keeping you company and making you smile, Kakashi was another reason why your days weren’t too boring. He would come to your shop, pretending to look around and then waiting for you to close up so he could walk you home, asking about your day, asking what Naruto had told you in his letter that week, talking about his missions (if he was allowed) and about Guy. The stories about his friend were the one you anticipated the most if you had to be honest.

When he started to hang around more, you were annoyed at him, mostly because you knew people would talk behind your back, making comments questioning why Kakashi Hatake, one of the most renowned shinobi of the village was friend with someone like you. Someone that failed both as a shinobi and as a parental figure. Their words were just speculations, you knew that, everything was far away from the truth but they still hurt you.

"She was a great shinobi and gave up all of it just because of a kid." you heard someone commenting while walking past Ramen Ichiraku, his friend scoffed saying that if you gave up so easily to take care of Naruto it was because you weren't that good as a ninja to start with.

"She failed as a ninja and as a mother. If Naruto thinks he can do whatever he wants is all her fault." he added half drunk. You had to stop in your tracks, not because you wanted to know how the conversation would move on, you didn't care much, but you had to take a deep breath before breaking down in the middle of the street. The day didn’t start in the best way and it was going to end even worse if you were to show yourself weak in front of others.

"She was the only one that could keep up with me." you recognized the voice, how could you not? It was Kakashi. "and she could kick your asses if she only wanted." he stopped, you thought to eat some more portion of ramen or to drink some water. "She did her best considering her young age and the fact that everyone was against her. Leave her alone already, she went through so much and doesn't need such remarks from people that don't even know her." The other two ninjas didn’t talk back, and you headed back home assuming they dropped the conversation there. Nothing else to add after Kakashi called them out.

Walking down memory lane that night you rememberer how during your days at the academy you thought you didn’t like Kakashi, but with time you realized you hated him. Growing up you matured and came to the conclusion that hate was such a strong emotion to feel for someone that you had nothing to do with, it was jealousy, not hatred. It could never be hatred. Now, at the doorsteps of your thirties you had to admit you were envious of him.

You envied Kakashi because he was naturally talented; you envied him because every kid always talked about him; you envied him because he was liked by all the people of Konoha; you envied him because he was everything that you could have been if life didn’t throw you a tragedy after another. You went to sleep with Kakashi’s words still in your mind and with apologizing to Kakashi on your to-do list.

That morning was rather...calm, the sky being grey didn't allow the birds to fly away from their nests and you imagined today was going to be pretty slow since people didn't like to go out with such a weather.

Opening the door of your house you bumped into Kakashi, standing there with a Bangasa* umbrella in hand.

“What are you doing here?” You asked visibly, and rightly so, confused at his presence in front of your door.

“Walking you to work? I need to be gone for a mission after lunch so I thought that maybe I could spend some time with you before leaving. If you are fine with it, of course.” You were fine with the idea of him walking you to work but the fact that he was leaving for a mission wasn’t in your plans. You decided to wait when he was back to talk to him, you didn’t want to distract him while on a mission. “So…”

“Sorry. I’m… that’s okay and really, you don’t have to spend time with me.” You said locking your door.

“But I want to. And you know, we can’t tell if I’m coming back to Konoha in one piece.” He teased but you took it seriously, knowing that you had a conversation planned with him.

“You better come back in one piece I�� I have something I would like to discuss with you.” Kakashi was curious and asking to explain further your words, you repeated that it had to wait when he was done with the mission. “I just don’t wanna distract you.”

“You would never distract me. Come on, tell me.” Giving in sounded so easy and it was. The apology rolling out your mouth in a second. “And it had to wait for the mission to be over because…” you didn’t know, it was stupid considering you just had to apologize to him. Maybe you thought he was going to add more than a simple ‘thank you’, what exactly were you expecting was a mystery to you too. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to tell me.” He added before you could express your reasoning, if there were any.

As he said he spent half the day at your shop, in the corner he made himself with time. He was quiet, reading his book and not exchanging words with the women that wanted to talk to him. They didn’t exist to him.

At lunch he stood up from his chair (yours but you never used it so he decided to claim it as his) and took out of the pocket of his vest a small white stone, you recognized it, it was an opal.

“I read it is good for protection. Never go out without it until I’m back.” You smiled at him and thanked him. “Or… don’t I don’t know. I was told… I thought you would like it.”

“I love it. Just, make sure to be back safe and sound. I don’t want to plan your funeral, I still don’t like you.” You joked. He smiled under the mask, his visible eye squinting a little bit.

“Don’t worry, Guy has everything planned for my funeral already.” He joked “see you when I’m back.” He added before leaving the shop. You watched him walk out when one of your costumers nudged at you.

“He is a good catch, confess already.” You blushed at her words and made sure she understood that you felt nothing more than admiration towards the ninja. “Whatever makes you sleep at night.” She said before paying for the necklace she had chosen.

The mission took longer than what you expected, and since your apologizes to Kakashi you bumped into his friends more than usual (Guy drunk told you he asked them to keep you company when possible) but you didn’t mind their presence. Since Naruto left you realized he was your only friend.

Kurenai was a sweet woman, always making sure you were doing fine and making sure if you had eaten enough for the day; Asuma was quiet, mostly sticking around Kurenai and promising you he would quit smoking (he never did); Guy was the funniest of the trio, telling you stories about when he and Kakashi were younger and even if you knew some of them already you let him talk.

Waking up, you looked at the calendar on your little desk, the day circled in orange was a reminder of the anniversary of the death of Minato and Kushina. It was the first time you went to their grave all by yourself and thinking about it you didn’t want to go anymore. Maybe staying all day home wasn’t a bad idea after all.

You wished Kakashi didn’t get his friends to be on your neck 24/7 because the second you laid down in bed you noticed the three ninjas outside your bedroom window.

“Why are you guys here?” You asked looking at them.

“Because we don’t want you to rot in your bed today.” Answered Guy “get off bed and get ready” he added.

“Ready for what?”

“We have a little surprise for you.” Asuma was the one answering your question. “Come on.” You sighed rolling your eyes before leaving the bed once again. “Good choice.”

Getting ready with your mind elsewhere wasn’t easy but you wouldn’t dare make the three ninjas outside your house tell you, once again, to move already.

Stepping out your apartment you wanted to go back in, whose idea was to blindfold you? And, most importantly, why would they blindfold you? Kurenai assured you it was her idea, you doubted that but there wasn’t time to fight if she was lying or not, and that you had to trust them.

Is not like you didn’t trust them but the fact that they just decided to take you out and blindfold you wasn’t helping at all. You decided to follow their instructions, without complaining.

The spot was a special one for you, not because it was anything secluded (if it was your friends couldn’t be able to find it) but because it was where Minato, Kushina and you liked to spend time together. It was your little piece of Heaven on Earth until…

“You didn’t had to” you told them, because they really didn’t had to prepare a picnic for you.

“We wanted to” replayed Kurenai “and besides what a best way to remember them than spending some time at their favorite secret place” she added up, smile on her face.

“If the dishes are not of your taste blame it on Kakashi, he suggested those” explained Guy

“Pretty sure he remembers his sensei’s favorite foods so I’m not even surprised.” You were, because those were mostly your favorite dishes (also some of Minato and Kushina’s).

The four of you started eating and in the mean time ended up talking about the Fourth Hogake and his wife, the three ninjas asking you about how the two deceased shinobi were in the privacy of their house and you laughed at the memories.

“Okay, okay let me just…” you cleared your throat and took a sip of sake before speaking again. “…I would tell you curious cats all about my lovely parents that died to save the village that hates me” everyone laughed at your tipsy words.

Standing up you try to stay as in equilibrium as possible before speaking again. And you started from the beginning, from when Kushina found you crying your eyes out over your parents’ dead bodies. She comforted you, telling you everything was going to be okay, and she took you with her, there is when you met Minato and Jiraya for the first time.

You told them how Minato was a lovely fiancée to Kushina and how he was always helping around the house without a sense of shame whatsoever, you admired him for that wishing for yourself a man that could help around the house without complaining that he shouldn’t do such things since ‘he is a man’

“That sounds like Kakashi if I have to be honest” cut you off Asuma and you laughed it off, maybe he was right but you and Kakashi? Engaged? No thank you. Talking about them some more you arrived at the day they sacrificed themselves and your happy smile dissolved from your features, leaving space to a more serious expression.

“No one knows, not even Kakashi I guess but I need to be honest about it. I hated them for quite a bit. They promised me to never leave me alone. That they would never do like my biological parents did and yet… but they didn’t leave me alone, no sir. They put the responsibility of raising a child on my shoulders and I was only 15 years old. I hated it, I couldn’t look at Naruto without thinking about them and for a couple of months I didn’t take care of him like I promised. Then one day I saw Kakashi…” another sip of sake “…and he looked like nothing was bothering him, he had moved on faster compared to me, he made it seems so easy and I hated him for that. I hated how fast he had moved on, I hated him so much that I felt like I had to prove a point. I still don’t know what the point was supposed to be, but I think it helped me come to my senses and do what I was supposed to do for the past three months.”

Asuma, Kurenai and Guy were left speechless at your words and you mentally thanked them for keeping their judgmental thoughts for themselves. Because if they spoke their minds you would have hated it.

You spent the whole day eating and training with the three shinobi and you are happy to be able to get back to the old days when you would train with them when you weren’t yet stripped of your position as a ninja of the Leaf Village.

You are a little rusty, I mean after 17 years of working in a jewelry shop everyone would be, but you managed to take down Guy and Asuma a couple of times. It was after the sun set that your friends decided it was time to go home and after your thank yous they left you alone with your thoughts.

You stayed some more, looking at the horizon with one thing in mind: Kakashi Hatake. You wished he was there with you, he was the only one, after you, to have spent the majority of his time alongside Minato. Rin was dead, to keep the village safe, Obito died to save Kakashi and he was away for a mission that would take his life away if he wasn’t careful enough.

Walking up the stairs you didn’t notice the “bread crumbs” left on the steps, only when you reached the top and see Kakashi in front of your door that you notice he is holding something in his hands.

You look back noticing the petals of Kushina’s favorite flower. Your eyes tear up at the memory and the fact that you didn’t allowed yourself to look at those flowers ever again.

“Surprise.” He said and when you turn around to face him his small smile disappeared and his expression turned worried. You don’t have the time to fall on your knees that he is holding your shaking body into his. Your cries filling the silent night. “Is okay, I’m here now.” And you keep crying holding into him for dear life.

It took you a couple of minutes to stop crying and even then you kept on sobbing every now and then. Kakashi took off his fingerless gloves and started wiping away the tears on your face.

“I miss them” you said hiccuping your words to him. He doesn’t say much, just that he understands the pain in your heart because he misses them too. “Please don’t you leave me too” his heart aches at your words and he keeps on drying up your face assuring you that he wasn’t going anywhere without you.

He helps you up and walks you to the door and you wished you were able to function but no. With shaky hands you dropped the keys on the floor but he is there, helping you in every way possible without judgement.

Entering he made you sit down at the dinner table and while you tried your best to recollect yourself he filled up a glass of water.

“Drink up everything you are drained” he commented and you listened to him (mostly because you were truly thirsty) and chunked the whole glass down. It was refreshing you though. “Sorry if I made you cry, it wasn’t my intention”

“It wasn’t your fault. I think it was the build up pain.” You didn’t mean to tell him about it but you did regardless. Telling him how you never properly mourned their death because first you hated them for leaving you and then you had a child to take care of and you couldn’t dwell in your pain.

“I hated Minato for a while too.” He confessed and you were speechless at the confession. You always thought he had moved on pretty fast after what he had been through, you imagined he was used to people leaving him behind. You were so wrong about all of it and you felt guilty you felt like crying again. But you didn’t, you couldn’t because Kakashi told you to get ready for bed. “If you need me here I can sleep over.”

You find yourself almost using the L word in that moment, if it was out of friendship love or romantic you didn’t know. You knew you were grateful for him in that moment. You tell him he could sleep in Naruto’s bed and he nods at your proposition. That night you had a good sleep, one you haven’t had in years and that you truly needed and you only had to thank Kakashi Hatake for that.

It was during dead time that you heard Konohamaru screaming from the top of his lungs that Naruto "big brother" was back from his three years training. You rushed outside, locking the shop as fast possible. Running behind the Third Hokage's grandchild on your way to see Naruto you almost bumped into Kakashi.

"where are you running to?" he asked, following behind you.

"Naruto is back" Konohamaru and you said in unison, Kakashi speeding up and catching up with the two of you. He wanted to meet his student because he too have been missing him lots during those three years.

Kakashi stayed behind, never passing by you. The shinobi wanted for you to be the first one to see Naruto, considering the relationship that binds the two of you and for the fact that the young ninja didn't write that week (Kakashi hopes that Naruto did it on purpose but he imagines the kid just genuinely forgot), and you did, between the three of you, you spot him first. He was talking with Sakura, the girl was mad at him for something you didn't even care to find out. It was when the kid you raised as your own spotted you that he ran to you. He hugged you, hands around your middle and lifted you making you squeal out of surprise.

"why didn't you wrote me you were coming at the village?" you said once he put you down. "I was going to think something had happen to you" he scratched the back of his head giving you a nervous smile. Before he could apologize properly Konohamaru was all over him asking him questions about the time he was away and reminding him about the promise the older ninja made before leaving (a stupid challenge about who performs better the Sexy Jutsu Naruto invented). You noticed Sakura rolling his eyes, Moegi doing the same.

You felt Kakashi lightly hugging you from the side, and you didn't mind the presence of the ninja, not when you apologized for your shitty behaviour. Since that day your relationship with Kakashi got better day after day to the point where you started having feelings for the man, romanic ones to be pricise.

"what is happening between the two of you?" he asked, looking confused to why you weren't at Kakashi's throat for being this close to your figure. "are you fucking my mom?" you were able to feel hear Kakashi stiffening at those words, who wouldn't when accused of such an intimate, and very personal, activity. "you know what? I don't actually want to know. Treat her right or I am coming for you, I know where you live" he threatened him and both you and Kakashi weren't able to say much back before he excused himself saying he had to report to Granda Tsunade frst thing first.

As you were left with Sakura, team Ebisu and Kakashi you cleared your throat ready to explain that the only thing that there was between Kakashi and you was pure frienship. Nothing more, nothing less.

"not to be that person..." started to speak Sakura "but I never, ever, saw Kakashi sensei interested in a woman like he is with you." she shrugged her shoulders when you gave her a death stare. "Just saying. By the way, gotta make sure Naruto doesn't get in trouble with the Hokage" you pinched the bridge of your nose, inhaling deep to keep calm. When you opened back your eyes you noticed the younger ninjas looking at you.

"You three better get to training before I rat you out to Ebisu Sensei" Konohamaru wasn't didn't care, you could tell, the smirk selling away his thoughts on the entire situation.

"Kids those days, always telling lies" you tried your best to light up the mood but Kakashi's espression told you you were failing. "you don't... you don't think so?"

"totally, yeah. Kids teasing their teacher like there is no tomorrow." he said, heading back to his apartment avoiding any type of contact with you. You follow behind him, your shop being in the same direction as his house.

"I'm sorry for Naruto. I will make sure he apologizes to you as soon as possible." he doesn't answer, keeping his pace slow so you were able to keep up with him. "I would suggest he pays for whatever you would like, you know, as a little revenge" he chuckled a little and you were happy that he finally was able to let Naruto's words bahind him.

Kakashi kept you company at the shop, helping some costumers that mostly wanted to engage in a conversation with him. Mostly to ask him if he was single and what type of girls he liked, he nervously laghed at them trying his best to change the topic.

Looking at the interaction you couldn't help but smile at it. The way he softly smiled at those ladies trying to set him up. The way he would try and subtly change the subject. The way he would walk them out with gentle hands.

He scoffed, walking to the cash register he takes his head between his hands complaining about the ladies of the village doing whatever they were trying to achieve.

"I mean, you are old and never been seen with a partner of any sorts. You spend all your time with your students or out for missions." you tell him, pushing his elbows away from the desk. "they like you and they want to see you settled down. That's it" Kakashi and you were discussing about the fact that he doesn’t want to settle down with the first woman people would set him up with, he wants to meet someone and grew with them, embrancing their qualities but also their flaws and he does tell you that. Soft boy, was your first thought at his words.

The bell at the top of the door rang and shifting your gaze to the entrance you saw Naruto with his signature smile on display.

"Ehy mom, I came to tell you that I need to go first thing in the morning for a mission."

"So soon? But you just..." looking how his joyful look turned into a more serious one you knew it was about Sasuke, it had to be about him. "I get it. Do you at least have the time to eat with me before you leave?" he nodded and you told him, and Kakashi to wait for you outside so you could finish cleaning before closing the shop.

Walking to Ichiraku Naruto revealed some new details that he couldn't share before about his days with the Ero-Sennin and you had a good laugh with him. Kakashi didn't intrude much, for what reason you couldn't tell, but it didn't care at the moment becuase you were back with your favourite boy.

Teuchi welcomed the three of you and so did his daughter, a little smirk forming on his face at the sight of Kakashi.

"Introducing the boyfriend to the family?" she said earning a little spank on her back from her father.

"He is not my boyfriend Ayame, how many times do I have to tell you?" you complied at her statement.

"But you wished he was?" said the younger ones, you turned to Naruto looking at him in confusion, what gave him such an idea? "I mean I come back and you haven't yelled at him once."

"This doesn't mean I want him to be my boyfriend but just that me and Kakashi talked out our.."

"yours" he interjected and you rolled your eyes at him.

"Yeah, my problems..." you said looking at Kakashi "...we became friends with time. Nothing wrong with it" you said and then asked Teuchi for three ramens.

While Teuchi and Anyame prepare your food Naruto was curios to know how it happened, he clearly remembered you saying that there was no way you would change your mind on Kakashi, and here you were, sharing some ramen with the person you were supposed to hate the most in this world.

You told him about how everything changed between his sensei and you when you apologize to him and that you find out a different side of him when he helped you during your breakdown. Since then you did everything together, let it be a little stroll around Konoha or having lunch during your breaks at the shop.

“With time I started liking him.” You said “oh thank you for the food.” You take a spoonful of it and complimented Teuchi. “You see, with time you can understand who truly cares for you.” That was a little jab at Naruto because you never liked Sakura for him. Sure they were good friends now, but the way she treated him at the beginning ot their training times? It wasn’t what you had expected from a team mate.

“Don’t get all philosophical on the kid already.” Commented Kakashi. You gave him a side eye. “Sorry but he just arrived after three years with Jiraya what do you think he will understand if you use big words to him?”

“I’m not stupid”

“He is not stupid” Kakashi turned around when he heard Teuchi and Ayame defending Naruto as well. “The kid just ignores some things.” Carried on the owner of the ramen shop. “I mean a LOT of things but is not his problem. He took after his mother.” You laughed, remembering Kushina being just like him when you first met her. She calmed down a little bit, still being her silly self, now that you were under her care.

Naruto finally dropped the previous conversation, more interested in knowing more about his mother now that the man mentioned her. Sure you had talked to him about his parents but you didn’t know much about them before you became part of their family so while he is intrigued about stories of his young parents from Teuchi you kept an eye on him, smiling at his shiny eyes at the stories he is told.

Once you were done eating Kakashi payed for the three of us and you thanked him for the gesture. Naruto complained, if he knew his sensei would have been the one paying he would have got a second portion to take home for you just to rise the bill a little bit and annoy his sensei.

“You want us to walk you at the gates?” You asked making sure you weren’t too much of a burden for him since he had to be at the gates before sun rise. He “uhmed” in response and you are quite happy that you can spend some more time with him.

“I wouldn’t be too mad at Kakashi if he tried something.” Naruto spoke when he was able to see the gates of Konoha. You and Kakashi stopped in your tracks both looking at him with wide eyes. “I want you to be happy and if he makes you happy I’m okay.” He kissed you goodbye before sprinting away where his friends and team mates for the Sasuke rescue team were waiting for him.

You were left alone with Kakashi next to you, with nothing to say due to Naruto’s confession. What were you supposed to say? What were you supposed to do? You wished Kurenai was there to give you some advice on it but she wasn’t. And even if she was she wouldn’t be much of help because she would be too occupied teasing you.

“So… do I make you happy? Because you sure make me happy.” Kakashi cut the silence and you wished he didn’t, not like that at least.

“You annoy me, that’s different.” You rolled your eyes at him and started walking towards your apartment. It took him some minutes to realize your words and when he does, he runs behind you catching up with you almost immediately him and his stupid long legs.

“Ehy, what do you mean I annoy you? You said you started to like me.”

“Again, it doesn’t mean you don’t annoy me sometimes.” You keep teasing him and he missed the way you smiled at him. And you miss the way he does the same.

It was in front of your porch that he cups your face and looked deep into your eyes before asking permission to kiss you and you gave him the green light to do so. The kiss is gentle, and short lived but you didn’t care. You invite him inside and this time you let him sleep in your bed.

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Cherries

Jiraiya x Reader. MDNI 18+ only. Ao3

You’re a waitress at a gambling club, and a fan of Jiraiya’s book, when he comes into your club you can’t help yourself from going home with him.

This was kind of inspired by the song Cherries by Annie Kemble, a good friend of mine. It’s a great song, give it a listen even if you don’t wanna read this fic. But I hope y’all do both. Love y’all as always <3 Doodle

Content notes: SMUT, smoking, drinking, pussy eating, uncut dick (b/c why would anyone in the Naruto universe be circumcised?), jiraiya is his own warning tbh.

The sound of shouting players, and the smell of smoke was second nature to you now. You had been working in the parlor for two years, serving drinks, selling and lighting cigarettes, loading pipes and blowing on dice. You were frequently propositioned by customers for more salacious services, many offered money. Sometimes you would take it, if you were feeling comfortable enough, or the price was enough to tempt you, they never asked too much of you. Usually short encounters, over before the sun rose again. You had no problem making money this way, and why should you? You were working, you were talented in this regard, they had a good time and paid you well. As long as you kept yourself safe from harm, you rarely even got nervous anymore.

Tonight had been on the slower side, the middle of the week wasn’t often popular for gambling. You hadn’t been tipped that well, two different tables had stiffed you completely. You didn’t think you would be walking home pleased with your purse tonight. Breaking from the foggy main room, you slipped into the private bathroom reserved only for employees. Your makeup was immaculate still, but you applied another layer of ruby colored lipstick, patting it lightly with your finger before cleaning up the edges. You mussed your hair slightly in an attempt to give it more volume, before giving yourself one last look and smiling. You were beautiful, you were so grateful to know it and feel it.

While you were in the bathroom, Jiraya entered the parlor. His boisterous laugh gathered the attention of everyone, his hulking figure shook the table as he sat down at one of the games. The energy around him was light and fun, people of course recognized him and were excited to buy a man of such legend drinks, or play against him. Of course he wasn’t a great gambler, Jiraya was primarily here to get drunk and to flirt, shaking off another long day of training and mentorship. His eyes rose from the game table just in time to catch the most beautiful woman he had ever seen exiting from the back of the parlor. Well done up, makeup clean and vibrant, showing elegance with a clear personality that he would love to discover. Styled hair, pulled away from her working face, but falling perfectly where it could to give the appearance of casual effort. He was shaken by the man sitting next to him, and brought back to the game. Barely paying any attention, he offered a raised bet, and lost near instantly. He didn’t care, he took the last of his drink and shot it back, standing from the table and moving through the crowd over to where you were reloading your tray with drinks.

“Hello, gorgeous.” The alcohol had reddened his cheeks and lowered his already rock bottom inhibitions.

You gave him a practiced smile and began to lift the probably overloaded tray, “hello sir, is there something you might need from me?”

“I’ve got a couple ideas, but I’ll save them until you’ve dropped that tray off.” He took a seat on the available bar stool next to the drink well, “don’t worry about me, honey, I’ll still be here when you get back.”

You giggled flirtatiously, ever the professional, before passing him to deliver the bottles of sake and beer to your patrons. You swished your hips as you walked, knowing he was staring at you. You didn’t mind, he was a bit older than your usual type but you knew his reputation.

Master Jiraya of the legendary Sanin, you had even read one of his books. A girlfriend had recommended it to you, starting a scandalous book club you briefly belonged to. You were sure his writing was generous, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want to find out for yourself. He was tall, and handsome, and fucking big. Everything about him was big: his body, his presence, his voice, his reputation. You wondered if everything else was just as big.

Clearing your tray, you turned back to the bar, he was still watching you. You assumed he had been the whole time. His dark brown eyes crinkled up at the sides following the line of a wide grin. The red markings down his cheeks bent and blending into his blushing alcohol fevered cheeks. You stood to his side, sliding in between stools and leaning your body against the counter. Flirting was part of your job, keeping the patrons entertained and engaged was just as much your work as serving drinks. Sure this may have had some selfish motives, but no one could say you weren’t working too.

“So….I have to confess something,” you flicked your eyes up at him, through your thick made up lashes.

“Oh sweetheart, I would love to hear a confession from you. Need me to offer you forgiveness?” He was becoming brazen, moving his large hand to your waist, which you leaned into.

“I’ve actually read a few of your books.” You moved your hand over the arm that he leaned on the bartop.

He watched you trail your finger over his forearm. He was flattered by your admission. His mouth was starting to water.

“Well, it’s always nice to meet a fan. Especially one as beautiful as you.” He watched you blush at his words, “do you have a copy? I’d love to sign it for you. Is it back in your bedroom?”

He started to stand up, but your hand was sturdy on his shoulder, pressing him back down onto the stool.

“Not so fast.” You smiled, your fingernails toying playfully with the hem of his sleeve, “I’m excited to meet you, Master Jiraya. And I’d be happy to continue spending time with you tonight. But you see, I’m still working. And I’m not finished here for another hour.”

You closed the distance between the two of you, fingers moving his long white hair over his shoulder and leaning in to brush your lips against his ear. He smelled like jasmine and pipe smoke, something else lingered as an undernote, something earthy and organic.

“I’d love for you to sign my book. I don’t live far, but you’ll have to wait until my shift is up. Think you can do that for me?” You pulled back, batting your eyelashes and pouting your lips, fingers still tangled in his hair and clothes.

His eyes were glassy but locked onto you, his heart pounding in his chest, if you looked hard enough you were sure you could see his pulse in his neck. He nodded and you nodded back, an agreement made and a promise to be kept.

“Can I top off your drink?” you offered, reaching across the bar top and not so subtly arching your back and grabbing a fresh sake bottle.

“Only if you share it with me,” his eyes licked over your body.

He couldn’t believe his luck. The most beautiful girl in the whole place not only was talking to him but knew his work, and seemed to be interested. You pulled an extra cup and filled both glasses, offering one to him. He accepted graciously, still struck by the ease of the whole situation.

“To your work.” You offered

“To your work.” He offered, tapping his glass against yours before drinking together.

You two shared the bottle over the next half hour. You would occasionally need to seperate yourself and assist your coworkers, who were also engaging in the night's entertainment and service. You didn’t have any more tables to yourself, so you were mostly running drinks and offering support. Everytime you left his side, Jiraya always waited patiently for you to come back to him.

“So what keeps you working here?” He asked upon one of your returns.

“I like it. The money's good, the hours are better,” you nudged his arm, “the people are interesting.”

“Are they?” He asked, catching your hand in his and running his thumb across the back of your knuckles.

His touch was hot against your skin, leaving little prickles of electricity in its wake. You weren’t sure when exactly it had happened, but you found yourself becoming more and more excited by the idea of spending the night with him. He was forward but had remained respectful, keeping his hands relegated to your arms and back, but never on your legs or hips. The conversation flowed naturally, he was actually very funny, giving plenty of chances for you to swoon at his wide smile. His good looks were filtered by age but he was still an incredibly handsome man, his strong nose leading up to his dark eyes, big lips growing wetter and looking softer at every passing shot.

“Yeah,” you answered, flipping his own hand over to run your index finger over the inside of his palm, tracing the lines, “although they aren’t usually so handsome. Or accomplished.you wouldn’t believe the amount of stories I’ve sat through about farming or markets.”

“You know, gorgeous, if I didn’t know any better. I’d start to worry you were playing me a bit. Are my stories boring you?” He watched your finger trace over his palm, and he watched when it stopped.

Your slender finger ceased its cartography of jiraiya's large palm, moving his hand over so it faced down. You slotted your fingers in between his. You let them linger for a moment, joined together, before bringing his knuckles up to your lips and kissing lightly. Your lipstick transferred lightly, leaving a red kiss mark across the ridge of two of his fingers. You met his gaze as you pulled away, his bottom lip was caught in between his teeth as he watched you.

“Not at all, Master Jiraiya. I feel quite fortunate to be talking to you tonight.” You set his hand back down on the table, but kept your hand tucked into his.

His voice shook slightly as he asked, “how much longer is your shift?”

Your eyes flicked over to the clock on one wall, “twelve more minutes. Think you can wait here while I wrap up?”

He nodded and breathed out, releasing himself from the previous moment of tension. He leaned back slightly as you stood up and walked to the back to settle your cash for the night and close out your final tabs. Besides Jiraya it had been a slow night for you, but despite the lower than expected take home pay, you felt giddy as you collected your final tabs and closed out with your bartender and manager. Before finishing up, you swung by the bar one last time. This time opting to not sit beside Jiraiya, but lean behind him, pressing your chest into his back and talking directly in his ear.

“You actually still have to settle your tab.” You reminded him, circling a lock of his hair around your finger.

“Ah, right.” He got the bartender's attention and closed his tab, leaving a hefty tip, “should I tip you as well? Or does that come later?”

He turned to face you, suddenly his ever confident aura had dimmed slightly, as though he had grown nervous.

“You're signing my book, that’s a great tip, especially after I sell it as a collector’s item for having a genuine signature!” You teased, laughing.

He laughed along with you before standing. You realized he towered over you, he was well above six feet, probably by another half. He looked down at you, your features enticing him in further and further. His mind raced, thinking of your eyes fluttering at him, how soft your lips felt against his hand, the smell of Cherry that followed you every time you walked past him.

“Why don’t you head outside, I’ll meet you out front after I grab my bag from the back.” You told him.

Just one more hurdle until you could finally have each other. The tension continued to build and build until you knew it would eventually compound in on itself. Hopefully in your bed, and hopefully again and again until the sun comes up.

“I’ll be waiting.” He said, and lifted your own hand to his lips this time. Offering a more dramatic, showman’s kiss before loudly smacking his lips off.

You hurried to the back to hang up your apron, grab your coat and bag, and say goodbye to your coworkers. You slipped out the back and walked around to the front of the building.

Jiraya waited patiently, but nervous. This wouldn’t be the first time he had been duped by a beautiful woman’s promise of a “good time”. When you finally emerged from the side of the building, his face lit up, shoulders relaxing as he took you in.

“I hope you didn’t think I was going to leave you out here.” You read his mind.

“Of course not, just enjoying the night air. It’s good to clear the mind.” He looked down at you, you had walked straight up to him, nearly chest to chest.

The two of you stood for a moment, then two. Breath syncing up, heart rate too. In the moonlight your features look softer, eyes sparkling up at him. Jiraya fought the urge to hold your cheeks and press your lips together, you were still outside of your place of work and he didn’t want to embarrass you.

“This way,” you finally took his hand and led him down the street.

Your conversations from inside the bar continued as you walked home with Jiraiya following you closely. Your walk home wasn’t far, only a few blocks, and he was right about the night air. You had only had a few glasses to drink, but the soft summer wind was already helping you feel more alert and awake. When you finally entered the grouping of apartments where you lived, you led him to your door.

“I wasn’t expecting company, so you’ll have to excuse the mess.” You said, you had actually just cleaned the previous day, but it couldn’t help to under promise and overdeliver.

Jiraiya couldn’t care less where you lived, or how, he was just so excited to be in the home of an incredible young woman who had invited him in. You opened the door, moonlight illuminating the dark living room. With him following closely, you moved to turn on a few lamps, brightening the space. Your place was nearly immaculate, not devoid of personality, but neat. You had drapery hung over your windows and around your light fixtures allowing the light to take on different hues. Purples, blues, and golds filled the space, casting patterned shadows over the walls.

“Wow, kid. Nice place. You do all this yourself?”, Jiraiya let out a low whistle, impressed with your home making skills already.

“Mhm,” you nodded, setting your bag down on your dining table.

You moved to undo the buttons of your coat, when you felt his hands slip around you from behind, his chest was right up against your back, his head stooped down to speak in your ear.

“Please, allow me.”, his fingers were quick to undo your buttons, moving smoothly up your lapels and sliding the jacket off of your shoulders, leaving them bare and chilled with excitement.

His smell of jasmine filled your space, you felt intoxicated with him already. His lips brushed the shell of your ear, then the juncture of your jaw and neck, then the side of your throat. You bit back a moan along with the urge to lean your head back against his chest.

“Are you trying to get out of signing my book?” You teased as his hand began to circle your waist.

He laughed, it shocked you a bit. The usually booming laugh, subdued and hot against your ear. He knew just how to play you. You turned to face him, stepping back slightly, not so subtly trying to regain your footing.

“Of course not,” Jiraiya smiled down at you, his large hands still in your waist, “you keep it next to your bed?”

You pushed his chest slightly, “you wish.”

You pulled out of his grasp and moved to a low bookshelf in your modest seating area, you had to bend over to retrieve it. You heard him suck in some air as you did so. Finally pulling the bound text from your shelf, you stood again and faced him. A blush crept up your face, you realized you had dogeared a few pages, which reminded you that you had actually made notes in a few margins. Maybe you liked this book a bit more than you let on. He noticed too, taking the book from you and opening to the first page.

“You have a pen?” He moved to sit cross legged on your floor over the coffee table.

You grabbed a writing utensil from your desk drawer and offered it to him, loving to sit next to him.

“Ah ah,” he tutted, hiding the book, “no peeking.”

You rolled your eyes and sat across from him instead. You watched him carefully as he thought of what to write, and with a devilish glint in his eye, started scribbling his autograph. He was taking longer than should be necessary for his name.

“You’re not writing something dirty in there, are you?” You tease, sliding your foot under the table to nudge his crossed leg..

“I already did, that’s why you like it so much.” He flirted back instantly, not even slightly shaken by your contact. He was clearly in his element.

Finally when he had finished his escription, he read over his own words. Giggling to himself, he brought the book up and mimed a kiss against the page, before blowing on it softly, to dry the ink.

“There you go, gorgeous. One of a kind.” He closed the book and set it on the table with his hand still over it, inviting you to try to take it from him.

You took the bait and reached over, he slid it just out of reach, “Almost.”

You got the game. Sliding around the table, you now were next to him, your hand fit next to his, fingers intertwining on the bound leather. You moved your body up his, with him seated and you on your knees, you were finally eye to eye with him. He watched you closely, pupils blown in excitement. You moved to sit on his lap, finally in a full embrace. He was so wide, it was hard to fully straddle him, but you managed. You could feel him getting hard underneath you, too many layers separated you from him. You could feel how wet you had gotten from the back and forth of tonight. You wanted him so bad. His large, delicious body, his experience, his charisma. It had all drawn you in. His hands moved from the table, abandoning the book and over slid your hips, then up your back and down again. The sensation was soothing and also titillating.

You felt yourself dampen further, and your breath increase. You moved your arms around his neck, leaning closer and closer, you could feel the tie that held his long hair back and you pulled until it came loose, allowing his white hair to fall freely. Your lips were so close to his, you could smell sake on his breath, you could feel his heart beating under you.

“Jiraiya?”, your lips were nearly against his as you spoke his name.

“Yes, gorgeous?”, His big hands squeezed your hips, keeping your firm against his clothed erection.

“Are you going to kiss me? Or are you going to make me beg you for it.” You looked at him under your lashes, catching his eye just in time to see him shudder a bit.

“All you had to do was ask.” He caught your lips in his, his hands on your hips pulling you closer to him.

His lips were so soft, but his kiss was so hard and passionate. His tongue immediately slipped between your lips, quickly mapping the inside of your mouth. He had the faintest taste of smoke, probably a pipe or cigarette from earlier in the night. His hands moved through his hair, tugging lightly, making him moan against your mouth.

“Such a pretty girl,” he mumbled between hot, wet kisses, “you don’t know what you’re doing to me.”

Feeling emboldened by his praise, you moved one hand between your joined hips to stroke his hardened dick, “I think I have a pretty good idea.”

His hips bucked at your touch, a half moan-half laugh sputtering from his lips. He cursed and pulled at the back of your shirt, removing it quickly. His hands were rough against your skin, decades of both training and writing causing his palms and fingers to callus. Your skin was so soft by juxtaposition, smooth and even, plump and vibrant. He removed your bra skillfully, your breasts spilling out for him to quickly latch his mouth onto.

You moaned, throwing your head back, “Master Jiraiya!”

He could barely hear you, he was completely immersed in how good it felt to have your bare chest in front of him, against his lips, against his tongue. He flicked his skilled tongue over your nipple, pulling back to watch it harden and peak.

“You’ve got such great tits, baby. Such a pretty thing for me.” He kissed up the side of your neck.

You were rocking your hips against his, trying desperately to pull more of those shocked moans from him in the process. Your hands moved under his tunic, unknotting the tie and pulling the sides apart. His chest was so broad, a large star shaped scar bloomed from the center outward. You had hooked up with shinobi before, you were familiar with the combat scars and various bruises to be found on their bodies. But this was unlike anything you had ever seen. It was expansive, and evidently distracting, as you had stopped your grinding to gawk at the large healed wound.

“Thought girls liked scars.” He joked.

You ran your hand down his chest, fingers exploring the topography of muscle and scar tissue.

“I do.” You leaned down to kiss the side of his neck, hand traveling further down to his hip bone and further to undo the tie of his pants.

“You work fast, honey.” He bit his lip trying to cover the moan your eager touch pulled from him.

You moved off his lap, now pulling his trousers along with you as you moved down his body, “worried you can’t keep up, old man?”

This struck something in him. Something competitive and cocky. Before you realized it he had you up on the couch, and he was kneeling between your legs.

“I hope you don’t mind if this old man takes a turn first?” He growled holding your hips in place as you tried to figure out just how he had moved you so quickly.

His hands pulled at the top of your skirt, undoing the zipper on the side and sliding it down your legs.

“It only feels fair after I so graciously gave you my autograph free of charge.” He removed your skirt completely, leaving you only in your red panties.

You were so wet already, the panties were sticking to you. You wanted them off so bad, you wanted him so bad. His hands ran up your thighs, Jiraiya delighting in the hot, smooth skin of a young woman writing under his touch. You were so gorgeous, a beautiful body, a beautiful face, charming and intelligent. He had no idea how he had gotten so lucky. You were looking at him so desperately, he could see how badly you wanted him. And if he wasn’t sure from your eyes and your words, you were practically dripping onto your own couch in front of him. He couldn’t wait any longer, he had to taste you for himself. Jiraiya leaned forward and took the front of your panties between his teeth, pulling them down, using his hands to roll the flimsy fabric off of your legs. A practiced move he had perfected over years, but never failed him.

Watching him remove your panties with his teeth had you moaning before he ever touched your aching pussy. He watched you gasp in awe and arch your back, body begging him to pleasure you. He knew exactly what he was doing to you. He slid your panties in his back pocket for later. He knew he was a pervert, but he couldn’t help himself.

Finally, with nothing separating him from your sex, Jiraiya moved your legs over his shoulder and pressed forward, giving you a long, languid lick all the way up your slit.

His tongue was devilish; skilled and wicked. Strong hands keeping your thighs in place as he devoured you. You couldn’t stop the wanton moans that spilled from you like a waterfall, he had barely started and you were already whimpering and pulling at his hair.

“Baby you taste so good, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop. How many do you think you can take?” You could barely hear him through the sound of him lapping at your dripping pussy.

He was talking about his fingers, thick and waiting to push inside of you. They were bigger than yours, bigger than anyone’s you had been with, and fuck you wanted them inside of you.

“Two. Two. Fuck, Jiraiya, please.” You begged him, needing more and more from him despite how good you already felt.

He pushed his first two fingers inside of you, tongue still slurping around your clit. Feeling him spread you open, you felt the white hot build up of orgasm approaching. Your voice was giving you away, panting moans, barely intelligible curses mixed with his name. You tugged at his hair, paying no kind to if it hurt him or not. He certainly wasn’t stopping, nor was he complaining. He was too drunk off of your taste. He hooked his fingers inside of you, deliciously hitting your g spot.

You nearly went blind with pleasure. You were cumming before you even realized how close it was. Not only cumming, but squirting. Gushing around his fingers and into his waiting mouth. He drank from you, everything you had. Leaving you a well pleasured, panting mess above him. The heels of your feet had dug into his shoulders so hard he may bruise. But tomorrow if he woke up with any mark of you left on him, he would be a happy man. Finally detaching his mouth from your puffy, spent pussy, Jiraiya sat back on his heels, watching you carefully, licking his fingers clean.

“Ever done that before?” He grinned cockily, your squirt still dripping down his chin onto his neck.

You watched him take great pride in cleaning his fingers of your cum, “once or twice.” You told him.

“Think I can make you do it again?” He leaned over you, his hands finding your waist again, pulling you forward, against the front of his barely done pants.

You shuddered at the thought. You had read his books, you were familiar with his proclivity toward having the heroines orgasm again and again, until they were begging for mercy. You had always assumed it was fiction, and that couldn’t, shouldn’t reflect on the desires and skills of the author. But the way he watched you as you came undone for him, the way he looked down at you now, you knew it was autobiographical.

He wiped a sweaty strand of hair from your forehead, tucking it behind your ear before leaning down to kiss you again. This kiss was softer than before, he cupped your face sweetly, not tugging and pulling you into him, but holding you firm and steady against his lips. You kissed him back, finally feeling grounded in your body again. He tasted like you, you were sure you tasted like him too. The experience of letting someone’s taste overpower your own was at times more sensual and pleasurable than the act of sex itself.

Your hands moved over his back, feeling the strong muscle, the divots and grooves of his body. Your eager hands moved to remove his pants, and he joined the effort, stripping himself completely before you. He joined you on the couch, kneeling between your legs, still kissing you. You felt his hardened length hot against you, sliding up and down your slit, he reveled in the fruits of his previous labor.

“Please Jiraiya, please.” You whimpered against his kisses, reaching down to stroke him.

He was diamond hard in your hand, long, and thick. Of course he was, of course this literary Casanova had the personal equipment to back it up. You could feel his heartbeat pulsing through his erection. You ran your thumb beneath his foreskin to pull the precum from him and coat your hand to lubricate his length. Jiraiya shuddered and lifted you back onto the couch again, joining you and slotting himself between your legs. Your lips were hot against his, spit and moans exchanged in between sloppy kisses. His thick, white hair shielded you from the light in the room, blocking out everything else but him. He reached down to join your hand on his length, his eyes meeting yours to confirm consent. You nodded again, rocking your hips against the head of his cock. You moved your hands to his shoulders. Jiraiya’s thumbs spread your folds apart for him to release a string of spit onto you. Spreading the lubrication of his spit and your previous release along his length and your slitc he started to inch himself into you.

You couldn’t help the arch that your back curved into. Nor could you stop the mewl that escaped you. Jiraiya groans above you, pushing deeper. Your vision went white as he packed his inches into you. You clawed at his muscles, whimpering as he filled you.

“I know, baby. Almost there.”, he cooed, smoothing your hair.

You squirmed at his depth, how he stretched you out, how he mashed against the wall of your cervix.

“Relax, baby. Let me in, it’s okay.” He kissed your cheeks where you had scrunched up your face.

You breathed deeply, trying desperately to relax your tensed muscles. Just as you would release slightly, he would push further and you would clench around him again. Finally after much stopping and starting, he bottomed out inside of you. His hips meeting the backs of your legs, your calves over his shoulders, and your fingers gripping his shoulders.

“Jiraiya…fuck…you’re so deep.” You trembled against him.

Jiraiya panted above you, running his hand up your leg soothingly. You were holding him so tight, he was struggling to keep from fucking into you further.

“Let me know when I can move, sweetness.” He pressed a sweet kiss to the ball of your ankle, petting your leg again.

After finally accommodating his size, you nodded. He pulled back carefully to the head of his cock before sliding into you again. He began an even thrusting pace, he rocked his hips against your sweet spot inside of you. You couldn’t help the broken, nasty sounds that fell from your lips. He was setting your body ablaze with pleasure. His head fell back as he maintained his rhythm, letting out a lazy, delicious moan. You felt electric, like all the energy in your body had illuminated and was glowing. His hands traveled from your thighs to your hips to your breasts and back again. You felt as though he was unstitching your every piece, taking you apart at the atomic level. And it was marvelous, his touch was practiced and methodical, he knew just how to touch and to please you. You couldn’t control the begging pleas that spilled from you.

“Raiya, please, yes, fuck, oh” in repetition again and again.

He was similarly babbling, “yes baby, so tight, so good, good girl.”

Your sweat transferred to his skin, and vice versa, when he finally leaned over you, closing you in against the couch, you couldn’t help but keen to kiss him again. His big, strong hand pulled your hip up to meet his thrusts, and you helped him, fucking yourself up into him. Your bodies worked in perfect sync, meeting his thrusts, him moving his fingers in between your bodies to circle your swollen clit. Your voice raised in pitch, eyes rolling back as he played you like a fiddle. You had no idea earlier in the night how incredible he would be.

You felt yourself inching so close to climaxing, and you made it clear.

“Please Jiraiya, please!” You begged

“You wanna cum, pretty girl?” He smiled, pushing deeper into you, making you arch further.

“Yes! Fuck yes please. Let me cum!”

“Cum all over this cock. Make a mess for me, baby.” He choked out, circling your clit and sucking into your neck.

He pushed harder into you, the combination of his cock and fingers finally bringing you to your desperate, whimpering, squirting climax. You coated his cock and abdomen in your cum, he shuddered against you trying to keep his pace as he reached his own orgasm.

“Fuck!” Jiraiya cried out slamming himself against your g spot, finally letting his release take him.

You could feel his cock pulse, shooting his long streams of cum inside of you, painting your walls white. Jiraiya collapsed his full weight onto you, which was not insignificant, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You stroked his fluffy, white hair as he caught his breath atop you. He pressed lazy, hot kisses to your neck, collarbone and chest as he caught his breath. Minutes passed with you two locked into this embrace. Finally the weight of his body was too much, and you tapped on his shoulder, urging him to sit up. He did, pulling you up with him, having you straddle his lap so he could stay sheathed inside of you. He stroked your back, still kissing your neck occasionally. You slumped against his broad chest, feeling spent, he let his head rest against the back of your couch. When he had finally caught his breath, he tipped his head back down, holding your face in his hands, and kissed you deeply. His tongue smoothed against yours, tasting your exhaustion. He moved your hair out of your face, and looked into your eyes.

You finally found your words, “I better not read about this.”

“If you think I’m not using this as research, I hate to disappoint you…” Jiraiya laughed heartily, holding you closer.

You kissed him again, laughing against his lips. You luxuriated in his touch, his warmth, and his kiss.

Sure enough, about nine months later when his most recent book was released you rushed to the local bookstore. You found there was a dedication at the beginning reading simply.

For Cherry, Page 73.

You quickly flipped to the listed page and found the beginning of a deliciously flowery sex scene, one where the protagonist picks up a waitress and spoils her the exact way Jiraiya had done to you.

You couldn’t hide the blushing smile. That bastard.

Okay y’all thanks so much for reading! I hope y’all enjoyed! I’m nasty feral for this big bad man.

[baka-bakeneko]

Double Trouble - Alpha Jiraiya x Omega Fem! Reader

tags: birthday, wife appreciation, omegaverse, alpha Jiraiya, omega reader, omega Tsunade, mention of pregnancy, parenthood, clone jutsu, oral (reader receiving), praise, safe word, threesome, dominant Jiraiya, submissive reader, double orgasm, squirting, knotting, creampie

word count: 5.1k

synopsis:

a/n: i know i said we were done with alpha jiraiya, but it looks like alpha jiraiya isn't done with us. first here, second here, third here, fourth here.

at this point i'm surprised y'all still read this bs.

Your birthday was coming up and Jiraiya was definitely scrambling to find a gift. Even while holding Koguma and feeding him his bottle, staring at you while you cooked breakfast, Jiraiya's mind was suddenly blank on gifts for you.

You deserved the world, especially since you pushed his melon-headed cub through his favorite place. He looked down at his son and playfully scrunched his nose at him.

"What do I get mama? Hmm?" He whispered, leaning in to trace his nose against his son's hairline. "You owe her everything, cub."

You glanced over your shoulder to Jiraiya and Koguma, your heart melting at the tenderness your alpha showed to his cub. You slowly sank an inch watching the two before turning back to flip a pancake.

"What're you whispering about?" You asked innocently, picking up the pan and moving the cooked pancakes to Jiraiya's plate.

"How pretty his mother is, especially in the morning," Jiraiya offered, grinning at you as you shifted a few things on his plate.

You set the pan back on the stove, picking up his plate to bring it to him. Jiraiya instantly rose to his feet.

"Honey, no, I got it. You've done enough," he said, rounding the kitchen table and softly bracing your waist. "Breakfast and a show, I'm spoiled."

Jiraiya leaned in and pecked your temple, his fingers teasing the leg hem of your underwear. "Truly spoiled."

You sighed contentedly, feeling his body brushed up against your back. From over your shoulder, your son's hand reached for your hair and you instantly smiled.

He retracted his hand and reached for his plate out of your hold.

"I don't mind, you're feeding the baby," you tried, turning around in Jiraiya's close presence.

"No," Jiraiya said firmly, leaning in to kiss your forehead then your lips. "Because this is nothing. He practically feeds himself." He grinned, joking.

You trailed after him, humming at the affection he gave you. Jiraiya leaned in, resting his forehead to yours. "Don't strain yourself, Darling. Take a break."

You scoffed against him, holding your eyes shut to sponge in the warmth that emanated from your husband. When he pulled away, Jiraiya returned to his seat at the kitchen table, stretching a foot out to tap the floor pillow across from him.

"Enjoy some coffee, sit with me," he soothed, setting his plate down and pulling the empty bottle from Koguma's grasp.

Jiraiya carefully hefted the cub over his shoulder, his firm hand patting at the infant's back to urge a burp. You shut off the stove and sat across from him, pouring yourself a cup of coffee then pulling it up to your mouth.

The white porcelain rested against your pursed lips while you watched Jiraiya ease a burp from your son then return him in the crook of his arm. He grabbed the fork with his right hand and unskillfully cut into his pancake stack with them.

"Jiraiya, let me hel--"

"Ah-ah-ah," Jiraiya scolded, pointing his fork at you as you reared up on your knees. "Sit, rest. I got this."

You plopped back down on your pillow, staring intently at the pancake stack that Jiraiya sawed through with his fork. When he cut off a reasonable bite, the alpha boastfully stabbed at it with his fork then brought it to his mouth.

"See?"

You spared an entertained chuckle, leaning forward to hold your cheek in your hand. "I've said it before but I'll say it again, you're good at this."

Jiraiya winked at you, chewing at the pancake he'd lodged into his cheek. "I'm good at a lot of things, Darling."

Your eyes stifled a roll, taking a long sip of your coffee. Jiraiya continued to chew, enjoying the flavor with the already baked-in syrup, then pointed at you when he was close to finished.

"Your birthday's coming up," he offered as a conversation starter.

You looked at him, attempting to hide a slight grimace on your face. "Oh, I guess it is."

You were not a big fan of your birthday, just for the sheer thought of turning older. And not having many others to celebrate with previously.

But ever since Jiraiya, he'd tried his hardest to go above and beyond to give you good birthday memories. And you couldn't fault him for that. It was just that you got enough attention from him every other day that it felt selfish on your birthday.

"Tell me what you think of this," he began, stabbing into another piece of pancake. "You, me, a little karaoke bar? Maybe even that sushi restaurant you like outside of the village?"

You hummed, the idea was nice. "What about Koguma?"

"Tsunade can watch him," Jiraiya offered with another wave of his fork. "Only other trustworthy adult in the village."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "She still hasn't forgiven you about her safehouse."

Jiraiya barely scoffed, turning his head in slight disbelief.

"She can't stay mad at me and she can't refuse this little face," he raised his crooked arm to press Koguma's sleeping cheek to his. "If she loves him, she's forgotten about the safehouse."

You grinned at your husband, at your sleeping baby squished to his cheek. "Okay, it sounds fun. But we're not staying out, right?"

Jiraiya quirked his brows, mulling the thought over in his head before finally meeting his wife's eyes. "No, we're going to stay at an inn. One night away from the cub won't hurt."

You looked at Koguma again, pulling your arms in to fold your forearms over your nipples. They stung dully even staring at him now. You glanced up to Jiraiya. "I...guess not."

Jiraiya grinned, "Perfect. Look, a simple birthday. Just like you always wanted."

"Well I get to spend it with you, and that's enough."

-

You stood before the mirror, finishing your hair as best you could while waiting for Tsunade to arrive. Jiraiya was still in the shower then Tsunade knocked on the door and you adjusted your dress before letting her inside.

"Tsunade, thank you so much for doing this for me," you said, bowing before your friend and fellow omega. "I know you're doing it for me and Koguma, so it's appreciated."

Tsunade tapped at the back of your head. "It's fine, where's the little cub?"

You straightened up, rubbing at the back of your head as you pointed to Koguma's room. "He went down not too long ago, there's bottles for him in the fridge. There's diapers in his changing table."

Tsunade nodded, walking in the direction of the baby's room. "I haven't seen him since he was born."

You followed after her, keeping your footsteps light to not wake him. The two of you entered the cub's room, Tsunade grabbing at the side of his crib and leaning down to stare at him.

"What a little cherub," she cooed, going to brush her long finger to the baby's cheek. "Looks just like his father, what a shame."

You playfully elbowed your friend in the side. "Leave him be. He's handsome just like his dad."

Tsunade straightened up and looked around the dark room then forward to the living room. "Where is the old pervert anyways?"

"He's in the shower, we should be leaving soon. Have you eaten?"

Tsunade waved your offer away. "Stop that, it's your birthday. Relax."

The two of you walked back out of the room and opted to sit on the couch; Tsunade turned to you and held her head in her hand.

"Did he say what you were doing tonight?"

You sat back on the couch and mindfully picked at your nails. "Dinner, karaoke. He said we're staying at an inn tonight."

Tsunade hid a roll of her eyes, turning her face to look at the front of the house. "We know how Jiraiya respects other people's property."

You went to hide your face behind your hand. "Can I just keep apologizing until the end of time? I really am sorry he came in and did that, he's such a bas--"

"No, no, you guys got a cute kid out of it. Guess I can't stay too mad at him," Tsunade offered before glancing over to you. "You two could've cleaned the sheets though."

You nodded, dropping your chin embarrassed. "I know, I know I'm still so sorry."

Tsunade rolled her eyes and looked in the direction of Koguma's room then back. "You're not having another one for a while, right?"

You tittered, almost dumbfounded by the question. "Of course not, Koguma is more than enough for us. Why even ask?"

Tsunade glanced from the corner of her eyes then back to the front of the house. "Last time you went away, you came back knocked up."

You sputtered them, sitting upright on the couch. "Hey, that was one time. Jiraiya and I have come to an agreement that there's no more pups right now."

Tsunade hummed, not agreeing with your statement, and sat upright. Her hand reached out to wrap around your waist in a hug, almost bracing the side of your stomach, but your teeth bared in instinct.

She reeled her hand back to stifle a laugh into her palm. "No more pups, right. Why're you so defensive right now?"

Jiraiya emerged from your bedroom, dressed in his own best. He'd opted for a dress shirt and slacks, something you weren't aware he had in his wardrobe.

He'd combed back his hair and found dress shoes too. You raised a brow at him.

"What'd you do with my husband, hmm?" You asked, moving around the couch to ogle the man in the doorway. "You're tall like him, you smell like him..."

Jiraiya scrunched his nose and leaned in to kiss you fully. When he pulled away, you tried to hide the swoon of his warmth wafting over you.

"You kiss like him..."

Tsunade cleared her throat and yawned loudly. "Are you guys gonna hit the road or what?"

You waved your hand away at your friend then reached for your purse. "We're going. We'll be back in the morning, okay? There's extra milk in the freezer, pre-made bottles in the fridge."

As you were telling Tsunade instructions, Jiraiya was carefully leading you to the front door.

"Extra diapers are in the linen closet, if he needs a bath, his soap is under the kitchen si--"

"Get her outta here, please," Tsunade urged Jiraiya with another wave of her hand. "You're leaving for a night, not a month. We'll be fine."

"No drinking!" You called out as Jiraiya opened the door and pushed you out of it.

"Have fun!" Tsunade yelled back over your last instruction, willfully ignoring it.

Jiraiya shut the door behind him after telling Tsunade to behave herself then turned to you. "Are we ready to go?"

You stared up at your husband, remembering that this was your special night and he was already trying his best to make it memorable. "Yes, we're ready."

You adjusted the strap of your purse on your shoulder and took Jiraiya's hand as the two of you began walking to the train station.

-

The first stop of the night was dinner, which was the sushi train restaurant just a few blocks from the train station.

Dinner was uneventful, with Jiraiya sitting across from you. It was serene, not having to talk and not having to waste breath hovering over Koguma. The silence was beautiful.

Jiraiya held your hand on and off for most of the dinner, running his thumb over your knuckles in admiration. He'd told you a funny dirty joke he'd heard from Kakashi, which made you blush and laugh.

He teased a few pieces of sushi against your open mouth before letting it fall to your tongue and playfully pinching your bottom lip.

"This piece looks succulent," he purred, leaning forward ready to kiss you.

"Jiraiya," you giggled, taking a moment to swallow the sushi from your mouth then leaned in to kiss him.

When you parted from him, you could see over his shoulder a waiter approaching your table. Then you glanced over your shoulder to a second waiter holding a singular slice of matcha cake on a plate with a candle stuck in the top layer.

"Honey, you didn't," you crooned, turning back around in your seat to see Jiraiya sporting his signature boyish grin.

"Happy birthday, my love," he offered as the waiters stopped before your table and set the plate down in front of you.

Neither of them said anything, one only lit the candle atop the cake then they bowed and dispersed.

"Make a wish," Jiraiya whispered, taking your hand and bringing it to his lips. "Make it a good one."

You grinned at him, both of your faces aglow with the amber that globed the candle flame. "If I had two of you, I wouldn't know what to do with myself."

You scrunched your nose at your husband then looked at the candle before shutting your eyes and blowing it out.

-

You opted out of karaoke for a couple shots at the bar with your husband. You attempted at a shot, your top lip curling at the pungent stench of the alcohol before you called it and slid your cup away for Jiraiya to finish.

By second hour in the bar, you were pulling Jiraiya up from his stool and forcing him to dance with you while another patron drunkenly crooned to a city pop song.

You laughed outwardly when Jiraiya wrapped his arms around your waist, squeezing you tight and blowing a raspberry on your neck. You swayed and wiggled in his grasp, holding him there while the purple and blue lights of the bar enveloped you and transcended you to a happier place.

The thought of this being a memory to look back on later in life struck you deep, imagining this fleeting but the sight and feeling remaining. You forced your eyes shut to keep the tears at bay, leaning your head back against Jiraiya's shoulder with a grin.

"I love you," Jiraiya whispered, turning his lips to your ear. "I'll say it a million different ways and I'll mean it the same. I love you, I love you, I love you."

Your eyes stung behind your eyelids and your smile struck further on your face, cracking your mouth open with a deep exhale.

"I love you too," you offered back to Jiraiya. "If not more."

"Doubtful," Jiraiya retorted in a whisper, pressing his lips to your temple.

-

At the inn, you were struggling to reach the zipper of your dress. You'd kicked out of your shoes as soon as you entered the room and dropped your purse on the floor behind the door.

Now, you were standing in the doorway of the bathroom, straightening your back to allow your husband to unzip your dress.

"You look beautiful tonight, did I tell you that?" He asked, leaning in the kiss the back of your neck then once between your shoulder blades.

You smiled, holding your hand to the nape of your hair and glanced over your shoulder at him. "Haven't you scored enough brownie points tonight? Now you're just milking it."

Jiraiya's chuckle rumbled through you, making you feel warmer, as his hands shrugged the straps of your dress down your shoulders. He trailed his lips over your shoulders, along your bicep then back up and to the other side.

"I'm not doing anything special," he offered, stopping to nuzzle his cheek to yours. "You're always this beautiful."

You hummed, allowing your dress to carelessly slide down your body and to a heap on the floor. Jiraiya's rough hands ran up your sides, admiring your curves and the pudge of your stomach from where you carried his son.

"You're my goddess, remember?" He soothed into your ear, making you tilt your head and roll your eyes.

His touch on you was close to euphoric, every soft pet and drag of his fingers on your skin livened nerve endings you weren't in the presence of knowing before.

Your hand curled up to caress the back of his head, undoing his hair and tangling your fingers in his chantilly hair. Jiraiya's hands skirted up to your breasts and took soft grip of them, earning a soft wince from you.

They were still tender, even more so since the night had gone on, but Jiraiya was careful to not squeeze too hard.

"I have one more surprise for you," he whispered into your ear, taking a half step out of the bathroom and dragging you with him.

"You do?" You asked curiously, wondering if it was going to be as good as Jiraiya's engulfing you.

"Mhmm," he offered, taking another half step out of the room and allowing his hands to slip away from your breasts. His fingertips traced over your nipples, earning another soft wince before he folded his hands over your eyes.

"Walk with me, dear," he ordered lowly, allowing you to lean on him as he backed out of the room then walk forward into the bedroom.

"What is it?" you asked foolishly, knowing that Jiraiya wouldn't share if he claimed it was a surprise.

"You'll see," he said cryptically, stopping you just before the bed frame. "On the count of three. One, two..."

At three, Jiraiya pulled his hands away and you squinted your eyes open to see the bed decorated in paper confetti and rose petals. Your smile grew at the thought of Jiraiya going out of his way to set this all up.

Jiraiya was lounged at the head of the bed, draped in nothing but a towel, holding a rose between his teeth.

"How did you--?" You began to ask, looking behind you only to see Jiraiya standing there.

Your eyes slowly widened as you looked from your husband to the second one perched on your bed, your mouth stammering open with questions.

"It's okay, honey," Jiraiya, your Jiraiya, said with a rub of your shoulders. "It's just shadow clone jutsu. That's me, right there."

The Jiraiya on the bed raised his hand in a menial wave.

"And this is the original me, right here," your husband leaned in and kissed at your shoulder. "If you want me to make him go, I can."

Your brows furrowed suddenly, a heat rising in your cheeks at the thought. "N-no, he can stay. For now."

Your husband chuckled into your ear. "For now. You let me know if he's too much. Give me a word and I'll make him go."

You turned in the direction of your husband's voice, allowing his lips to smack softly against your ear; from the corner of your eye, you watched as Jiraiya Two crawled across the bed, dropping the rose from his teeth amidst the petals and confetti, then slipped to the floor on his knees.

You shut your eyes, trying to think of a syllabic word in case it got too much. Your husband's hands slowly returned to your breasts and softly breathed in your ear.

"'Cherry'," you offered with a soft huff.

"'Cherry', okay," Your husband repeated, his chest rising and falling evenly behind you.

You opened your eyes to look up at your Jiraiya, your chest betraying your excitement and nerves. Jiraiya smiled down at you, catching your lips in a soft kiss.

"He can touch you?" he asked for his clone.

You nodded slowly, glancing back to Jiraiya Two kneeling closer to you now. His hands touched at your knees, his fingers curling around the backs of them before easing them apart.

You gulped, allowing Jiraiya Two to do so while you kept your eyes on your husband. He was holding back his gid, biting at his bottom lip as he stared down at you.

"Let me know if he gets to be too much," Jiraiya said, withholding his own restraint as his hands massaged at your chest.

You tried to keep your breathing steady, eyes on your Jiraiya even as Jiraiya Two's fingers hooked into the hips of your panties and began to peel.

You clamped your eyes shut in embarrassment, knowing that your wet was not meant for the clone but for your original copy of your husband.

Jiraiya took sight of your wet panties as they hit the floor, the scent of you punctuating the air. He glanced to your pussy, then to his clone before connecting his eyes back to your mound.

"Easy, honey," Jiraiya breathed heavily against you, watching as Jiraiya Two's tongue slowly flattened to your clit.

"Fuck." You wiggled instantly, turning your head in the direction of your husband. The thought of him between your legs was unsurmountable, the heat of his body still cradling you at the same time.

Your Jiraiya soothed against you, his purr starting like revving engine in his chest. The more you thought of it, the more you relaxed. Exactly how you wanted Jiraiya, all over you.

"That's my girl," Jiraiya praised, his hands slipping down to take grip of your hips. "You taste so good."

You whimpered at his sentiment, your legs spreading further as Jiraiya Two's tongue started traveling further down your pussy.

Your Jiraiya pet at your stomach, touched softly at your skin while peppering your neck and shoulder with kisses. You were stuck in the middle of your man, having the best of both.

Jiraiya Two slowly slipped a finger into your pussy, leisurely pumping while he returned to your clit to suck. His other hand draped your leg over his shoulder, allowing you to open further in his hold.

Your body stretched, your arms going back to drape over your husband's shoulders. You couldn't help the sound that escaped you then, a loud sigh with a hint of a whine.

"My beautiful woman," Jiraiya said, catching your mouth with another kiss. "You deserve to be worshipped."

You moaned into Jiraiya's mouth as the second one slipped another finger in; you inhaled sharply through your nose as his fingers curled up, caressing your soft walls.

"You want to come on my face?" Jiraiya asked, pulling away with a low gasp. His forehead was pressed to yours, allowing you to echo your moans off of his mouth.

You nodded slowly, the heat building along your back. Between the two men, your body was now covered in a film of sweat. Your legs trembled as your hands gripped over Jiraiya's, your fingers intertwining with his as his hands folded over your chest.

He purred a bit louder, rutting his clothed cock against your ass. You couldn't ignore it, only making you whine again. With a glance down at Jiraiya Two, you noticed he was also hard.

The second used his other hand to spread your pussy apart, peeling more of you exposed before puckering his lips around your clit with a new ferocity.

You hissed a sharp intake between your teeth, shying away from his touch a moment before he pulled you back.

"It's okay, Darling," Jiraiya soothed, his eyes going half-mast watching you writhe against his clone. You were teetering on the edge of something euphoric but he watched you bite it back, holding out for his permission. "You can come."

You nodded in agreement to him, moaning in his face again as his clone proved that he knew all of Jiraiya's moves. You shut your eyes with a few snivels, still trying to hold out but finally breaking as Jiraiya Two quickly pumped his fingers in and out of you.

"Jiraiya," you puled, riding into his second's face.

Your husband growled, intrigued, holding your body an inch tighter as you finally found your body built up past its limits. Your knees buckled as Jiraiya Two began to slurp your juices; you buckled in his grasp, moaning and contracting around the second's fingers inside you.

"You look delicious when you cum." Jiraiya licked at your cheek as a tear streaked down, his hands enveloped with yours as you trembled with your undoing.

Your chest heaved with deep gulps, your nipples pinched between yours and Jiraiya's fingers. Milk dribbled over his knuckles, sprinkling your stomach and sliding down your skin.

"Good girl, doesn't that feel good?" Jiraiya asked as Jiraiya Two drew back from your pussy with a loud smack.

His lips were half-swollen and wet from your essence, his chin glazed. Jiraiya pulled you into a soft hug and you hummed, following his lead.

Jiraiya Two sat back on his haunches, an obedient part of Jiraiya. He quietly sucked on his fingers while waiting for his next move.

You rolled your head along Jiraiya’s shoulder, retaining his warmth while a chill scraped down your back. Your husband’s hands slipped along your body in appreciation, pulling you further into his hold.

“Tell me what you want, honey,” Jiraiya muttered into your ear. "It's your birthday, you can have whatever you want."

You smiled and exhaled at the thought, only holding further onto your husband while his clone waited patiently. Your mind began to race with the possibilities, having two of Jiraiya around.

You wormed further in his hold, humping against his sheathed cock. "I want more of you," you stressed.

You reached between the two of you to wrestle Jiraiya's dress pants down. "You, inside me. He can stay."

Jiraiya raised his brows at your order, nodding and following you to bed. You shoved him to sit down, then lie back as he shoved his pants down to his ankles.

"Easy, honey," he urged as you slipped your knee onto the bed.

"Why?" you asked in a husk, your hands bracing his chest and sitting on his waist.

Jiraiya said nothing else, his eyebrows knitting together as he reached a hand up to pet at your soft stomach, decorated with stretch marks from Koguma.

You hid a gulp and angled your hips up to guide Jiraiya's hard cock into you. Leaning onto your husband, you caught his lips in a teasing peck then sank down on his length.

Jiraiya's hands went for your hips, seething at the feeling of you two joining together. You stretched your body against his, releasing a whiny moan into his mouth.

It was extremely sensitive after Jiraiya Two and your husband squeezed at your body with adulation.

"My beautiful woman," Jiraiya breathed out when you parted from his lips.

He guided your hips to angle forward, sliding up on his cock then back down. You whimpered, your bottom lip tempting to break free in a pout.

Your stomach was alight with an innate hunger of your husband. You braced your knees harder around him, following his lead and adding your own slight wiggles and jostles for Jiraiya's own enjoyment.

Then you felt a pair of lips at the small of your back, pecking your skin before spitting against the curve of your ass. You ignored it, staring closely at your husband and crossing your eyes at the slow drag of pleasure.

Your hand slipped up to the back of Jiraiya's head, tangling your fingers in his hair. "Jiraiya, I love you."

He smiled knowingly, his eyes dropped to half-mast. Jiraiya leaned up to rest his forehead to yours as his hands slipped down your thighs then back up to your hips.

"I love you too." He offered, his eyes fluttering shut as you ground against his cock.

The clone's fingers touched at your ass, massaging it tentatively at your cheeks while you focused on your husband.

"C-cherry," you moaned as Jiraiya's tip hit a particularly sensitive spot within you.

In an instant, the feeling of the clone's hands dissipated and Jiraiya crossed an arm over the small of your back to roll you against the mattress.

"I just want you," you crooned, circling your hands up to Jiraiya's shoulders. "I want all of you."

Jiraiya nudged his nose to yours, humming sultrily at your words. He caught your lips with his, straining a long moan into you as he tilted your hips up.

You gasped into his mouth at the sudden change of angle, feeling his cock stroke at your g-spot. Your hands gripped tighter at him, losing yourself in his strokes.

Jiraiya pulled away, kissing at your collarbone then down between your breasts, curling while pumping into you. You threw your head back, enjoying the heat from his breath and his touch.

"Don't leave me," you whined, your hands slipping down Jiraiya's back.

You silently admired your husband's skin, his muscles conforming with each shift and thrust.

"Never," Jiraiya whispered, returning to your gaze. He shut his eyes, met your lips with a deep kiss and a slip of his tongue.

Your eyes rolled with another high moan, curving your body into his as your breathing shortened. You began to billow over, Jiraiya's hips never ceasing the more he kissed into you, enveloping your body so wholly.

You squeaked in exclaim, your knees bracing his hips before your legs crossed behind his waist. He parted from you again with a low gasp, staring down at the meet of your bodies then grabbed at your ankles crossed tight behind him.

Jiraiya growled down at you as you arched your back up, writhing on his cock until you came. Your panted out to the air, moaning through the waves of pleasure as your hands, slipped from Jiraiya's shoulders, were now holding his hips.

To have him all over and inside you was more than enough. You mewed his name out, whimpering and moaning on his cock as he continued pumping.

"That's my girl. Enjoy that, darling." Jiraiya soothed, sliding his hand across your stomach before pushing softly at the top of your pelvic bone.

You jolted softly at the new pressure within your body. Your knees braced your husband harder, your toes now curling at the overstimulation.

"W-wait," you tried, trying to recoil from your husband's thrusts before you were caught a second time, this time freezing as you gushed over his cock again and now his hips.

Jiraiya parted his lips with an aroused pant, his tongue slowly lolling over his bottom lip as his thrusts stuttered out of rhythm. He leaned back over you, taking your hands in his as he stretched your arms over your head.

You were still working through the doubled over pleasure, ducking your face into Jiraiya's neck, as your husband stroked a final time.

He planted his cock deep inside you with a deep hiss at your tightness, his knot slowly swelling inside you as he came.

You gasped for fresh air away from your husband, your eyes lolling closed at the overstimulation now settling in your body.

Jiraiya turned to you, kissed your cheek then chuckled at you. Your fingers squeezed tighter at him, wriggling under your husband to have your nipples rub against his chest scar.

"Was that good?" Jiraiya asked, pecking the skin behind your ear.

You smiled softly and nodded, folding your bottom lip beneath your teeth.

"Well then," Jiraiya smiled and lowered his voice to whisper in your ear. "Happy Birthday."

You chuckled lowly and turned to meet your husband's eyes. "Happy birthday to me," you cooed sultrily.

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i refuse to talk abt how long it took me to finish writing this.

[lightfeltmemories]

18+, minors, blank, and ageless blogs dni, fem black reader in mind. my first post in this format please don't kill me if someone feels ooc.

he knew you were a baddie before your relationship with him, so, he doesn't police you on what you wear, in fact, he loves your outfits, and if anything, buys (or steals) anything you desire to keep you high maintenance, when walking down the street, he loves the thought of other men feeling envious because he managed to pull such a gem, your hand in his, you both walk down the street, the way your ass jiggles with every step in your short shorts, the way your tits bounce in the tight fitting tank top, the way your makeup is always flawless and glowing in the sunlight, the way your hair and nails are always done, the way you always smell good as fuck, he loves every aspect of you, and knew exactly what he was getting into when he pursued you, because at the end of the day, he's the one thrusting his fat cock deep inside you every night, his name is the one escaping your lips as he pounds into you, moaning and screaming for more, he's the one you chose to lay next to after it's all said and done.

jjk: satoru gojo, choso, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, shiu kong, naruto: naruto uzumaki, kisame hoshigaki, hidan, kakashi hatake, might guy, deidara hashirama senju, jiraya demon slayer: kyojuro rengoku, tengen uzui, douma, giyu tomioka, iguro obanai hunter x hunter: leorio paladiknight, uvogin, nobunaga hazama, shalnark ryusei, phinks magub, hisoka morrow, feitan portor one piece: monkey d. luffy, rorona zoro, vinsmoke sanji, usopp, brook, portgas d. ace, eustass kid, donquixote doflamingo,

anyone i didn't add, this can also apply if you want it to but these were the characters that came to mind for me :)

[mikyapixie]

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In Japan it is already the 25th anniversary of Masashi Kishimoto's legendary manga that began publication on September 21, 1999!!!🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

❤️RIP Emi Shinohara❤️

[actuallysaiyan]

Definitely not the biggest simp for Kiba and Gohan-

Congrats on your follower count! 👏 you deserve that with your content (may or may not have me slowly falling into the Jiraya and Kakashi hole XD). As for the event! I have two possibilities based on your writing inspiration!

Prompt 4 with gohan

AND / OR

Prompt 6 with Kiba where he's person A ^w^

event here.

warnings: smut, unprotected sex(Kiba), mentions of drinking(Kiba), oral sex(male receiving/Gohan), some slight fluff, rough sex(Kiba) word count: o.9k(collectively) pairings: Son Gohan x Fem!Reader/Kiba Inuzuka x Fem!Reader prompts: Person A waking up Person B in the morning by working their mouth below the belt. and Person A playfully keeping Person B pinned down as they take Person B from behind. Person A lays their hands over Person B's as they kiss and bite Person B's neck and shoulder, whispering naughty/sweet things into their ear. Bonus: They’re doing it in front of a mirror. Person A takes pleasure from the look on Person B's face as Person B whimpers beneath them. a/n: Couldn't pick between the two, so I wrote two shorter ones!

Sleeping next to your half-Saiyan lover has you melting to every little touch and moment of affection. Gohan has gone through so much in his life, so you know that him falling in love was so important. He really wants everything to work out perfectly. You were his first for a lot of new experiences, and his fun side showed you that being quirky and silly was a lot of fun. So you and Gohan got along like a house on fire. It took no time for the both of you to fall so deeply in love with one another. 

You treat him well, and you dote on him like his mother does. But you know how to keep it light for the most part. The only thing that isn’t light is when you’re intimate with him. Becoming so intimate with a man like this is something so intense. Gohan shows you that Saiyan part of him, and he fucks you into the mattress like nothing else matters. He almost makes it seem like he’s trying for a baby sometimes, even though you haven’t discussed it just yet.

It’s a warm morning and the sun cascades through the window. Gohan is still resting, which is apparent by the light snores coming from him. You smile sweetly and roll over, being able to admire him even better while resting on your side. Gently, you run your fingers down his chest, watching as he stirs so lightly in his sleep. Suddenly, a thought pops into your head. A very naughty thought.

You slide down between his legs, smirking as you see the morning wood pressing against the sheets. You throw back the covers gently, watching as his cock twitches to the sudden gust of air. He still stays sleeping, moaning softly and then snoring once more. You press soft kisses to the underside of his cock, making it bounce a bit more as you continue your soft and teasing ministrations. 

And yet, Gohan still goes on sleeping. You smirk up at him, wondering if you could manage to begin sucking his cock without him waking up. You figure that’s just wishful thinking. There’s no way you could get that far without him opening his eyes and witnessing the lewd act you’re performing on him. You take his leaking cock into your hand and you begin slowly pumping it. Then you wrap your lips around the head of his cock, making him grunt. 

His eyes begin to open, and he lets out a whine when he feels your warm mouth enveloping his hard cock. This is truly so good. He never thought you’d be waking him up with morning head. Gohan bucks his hips a little, sending more of his thick cock into your mouth. You begin to gag and sputter, but you don’t let up. He lets out a sleepy apology, and he murmurs praise as you begin to bob your head up and down.

All he can think of is how perfect it is to wake up this way…

“Fuck you’re so tight!” Kiba grunts as he pumps into you. This all started when the two of you began flirting with one another at this party. You’ve known Kiba for years, but for the first time, he was looking so fine.

A few more drinks, and Kiba was guiding you into one of the empty bedrooms. The lights were turned down low and your lips had met in such a fierce and fiery kiss. You found his fangs so alluring as he dragged them down your neck, placing love bites in his wake. You gripped his hair before he pushed you onto the bed.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been dreaming of fucking you?” He growls, pinning you down on the bed. You squirm under his grasp, trying to get free but your attempts are half-hearted as you desperately want to know where this will go.

You giggle, “Why don’t you tell me all about it?”

Kiba has other ideas. He then maneuvers you onto your hands and knees, pulling the clothes off of you in a frantic haste. He kisses and bites your soft skin, leaving red marks wherever he can. Once he has you naked, he pulls his own jeans down and pulls out his throbbing erection. A few lazy pumps and then he’s sliding into you, reaching places so deep.

“Oh fuck!” You whine, knowing that you’re about to have your world rocked.

Kiba keeps you pinned down, his hands on top of yours. His hips move in a frantic pace, fucking you like a starved animal. You expected this from him, considering he’s so canine-like. You whine as he leans in to kiss and suck on your neck. The words that come out of his mouth are so filthy.

“You like that, huh? Such a cute little babygirl…your cunt’s dripping all over me.”

He fucks you hard and fast, and when he tugs on your hair, you notice the mirror that’s not far off in the room. You watch as Kiba slams himself into you, over and over. You have never seen such a lewd sight in your entire life. Soft mewls and whines slip from your lips as he pumps into you, bringing you closer and closer to your peak. You try to warn him, but all that comes out are pathetic little moans.

“I know, babygirl. Cum for me,”

He bites your neck once more, sending you over the edge. Your cunt grips onto him so hard, making him growl loudly. He’s not going to be able to last much longer. Kiba watches as you slowly come down from your high, and he pumps into you even harder and faster, chasing his own high.

Still, he keeps his fingers tangled in your hair, forcing you to watch him cum so hard deep inside your pussy.

[alilixx]

fanfic characters x reader

I would also write fanfics about the actors (they are mostly the ones playing the characters on the list)

Here is my list:

Harry Potter:

Severus Snape:

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Barty Crouch Jr.

Bellatrix Lestrange

Lucius Malfoy

Character I'm not sure I do:

Fred Weasley 

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Tom Riddle 

Regulus Black

Fantastic Beasts:

Albus Dumbledore

Gellert Grindelwald

Minerva McGonagall

Lord Percival Graves

Hogwarts Legacy:

Phineas Nigellus Black

Sebastian Sallow

Aesop Sharp

Mirabel Garlick

Ominis Gaunt

Grand Theft Auto:

Michael De Santa

Trevor Philips

Franklin Clinton

Niko Bellic

Steve Haines

Lester Crest

Agent 14

Naruto:

Kakashi Hatake

Naruto Uzumaki

Sasuke Uchiha

Tsunade

Jiraya

Minato Namikaze

Gaara

Tobirama Senju

Senju Hashirama

Inuzuka Hana

Mitarashi Anko

Darui

Kushina Uzumaki

Kiba Inuzuka

Uchiha Shisui

Yujito Nii

Ôtsutsuki Indra

Ôtsutsuki Asura

Uchiha Obito

Mei Temurî

Boruto:

Naruto Uzumaki

Sasuke Uchiha

Mitsuki

Kawaki

Boruto Uzumaki

Konoha-Maru Sarutobi

Sakura Haruno

The Devil Wears Prada:

Serena

Miranda Priestly

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Yuji Itadori

Utahime Iori

Masamichi Yaga

Inumaki Toge

Okkotsu Yûta

Sheko Ieiri

Yuki Tsukumo

Uraume

Toji Fushiguro

Gong Shi Woo

Atsuya Kusakabe

Ieri Shôko

Zenin Mai

Zenin Maki

Choso

Gojo Satoru

Megumi Fushiguro

Ryomen Sukuna

Mei Mei

Kento Nanami

Assassination Classroom:

Tadaomi Karasuma

Irina Jelavic

Koro Sensei (human)

One piece:

Shanks

Portgas D.Ace

Don Quijote Doflamingo

Roronoa Zoro

Sanji Vinsmoke

Coby

Trafalgar Law

Sabo

Marvel:

Agatha Harkness

Hela

Natasha Romanoff

Tony Stark

Yelena Belova

Loki Laufeyson

Sylvie Laufeydottir

Matt Murdock

May Parker

Scott Lang

Shang Chi

Stephen Strange

Thena

Wanda Maximoff

Xu Wenwu

Marc Spector

Steven Grant

Wednesday:

Larissa Weems

Morticia Addams

Lucifer:

Lucifer Morningstar

Chloe Decker 

Mazikeen Smith

Amenadiel

Charlotte Richards

Aurora (Rory) Morningstar

Michael

Sandman:

The Corinthian

Lucifer Morningstar

Desire

Johanna Constantine

Bleach:

Ichigo Kurosaki

Sousuke Aizen

Kuchiki Buyakuya

Coyote Stark

Resident Evil:

Leon S. Kennedy

Chris Redfield

Ashley Graham

Ethan Winters

Carlos Oliveira

Helena Harper

Rosemary Winters

Alcina Dimitrescu

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Daniela Dimitrescu

Bela Dimitrescu

Dr House:

Dr Gregory House

Dr Lisa Cuddy

Dr James Wilson

Dr Alissa Cameron

Dr 13

Two and a Half Men:

Charlie Harper

Walden Schmidt

Judith Harper

Jenny

Politicians:

Emmanuel Macron (French President)

Gabriel Attal (French Prime Minister)

Mathieu Maucort (French  Interministerial Delegate)

Jordan Bardella (European Deputy and French President of the RN)

Volodimir Zelensky (Ukranian President)

Justin Trudeau (Canada Prime Minister)

I'M NOT TALK ABOUT MY POLITICAL PARTY OR WHETHER I SUPPORT THEM OR NOT!!! ONLY FOR PHYSICS HUH

Star Wars:

Kylo Ren

Captain Phasma

Din Djarin

Poe Dameron

Valorant:

Chamber

Viper

Reyna

Omen

La Casa De Papel:

Berlin

El Professor

Suárez

My Hero Academia:

Dabi

Shota Aizawa

Nemuri Kayama

Todoroki Shôto

Toga Himiko

Shimura Nana

Chisaki Kai

Attack on titan:

Hanji Zoe

Levi Ackerman

Annie Leonhart

Mikasa Ackerman

Pirates of the caribbean:

Jack Sparrow

Elizabeth Swann

Sweeney Todd:

Sweeney Todd

Mrs. Lovett

Judge Turpin

The Witcher:

Geralt Of Rivia

Yennefer of Vengerberg

Ciri

Kaamelott:

Arthur Pendragon

Léodagan

Bohort

Yvain

Gauvain

Ygerne

Elias de Kelliwic’h

Spy X Family

Loid Forger

Yor Forger

Castlevania

Dracula

Leon Belmont

Alucard

Trevor Belmont

Richard Belmont

Tera

Five Nights at Freddy’s

William Afton

Michael Schmidt

Vanessa Shelly

Satsuriku no Tenshi

Isaac Foster

Haikyuu!!

Yū Nishinoya

Tobio Kageyama

Tetsurō Kuroo

Fugou Keiji: Balance:UNLIMITED

Daisuke Kambe

Haru Katou

Ryo Hosino

Owari no Seraph

Guren Ichinose

Mikaela Hyakuya

Ferid Bathory

Crowley Eusford

Kureto Hiragi

Shinya Hiragi

Horn Skuld

Chess Belle

Rokudenashi Majutsu Koushi to Akashic Records

Glenn Radars

Sistine Fibel

Celica Arfonia

Albert Frazer

Domestic na Kanojo

Hina Tachibana

Rui Tachibana

Masaki Kobayashi

Reiji Kiriya

My new boss is Goofy

Shirosaki Yusei

Mitsuo Aoyama

Kinjo Aigo

Buddy Daddies

Kugi Kyûtarô

Suwa Rei

Kurusu Kazuki

Unasaka Misaki

Other characters

Sakata Gintoki from Gintama

Brienne of Tarth from Game of Thrones by Gwendoline Christie

Hans Gruber from Die Hard by Alan Rickman

Sinclair Bryant from Close my eyes by Alan Rickman

Miranda Hilmarson from Top of the Lake by Gwendoline Christie

Charlie Harper from My Uncle Charlie by Charlie Sheen

Isaac Foster from Angels of Deaths

Link from The Legend Of Zelda

Cereza from Bayonetta

Leonora Lesso from School for Good and Evil by Charlize Theron

Elaine Markinson from Gringo by Charlize Theron

Hannibal Lecter from Hannibal by Mads Mikkelson

Miss Perergrine from Miss Peregrine’s Home for Particular Children by Eva Green

Joel Miller from The Last Of Us by Pedro Pascal

Mr.Cat from Kaeloo

Marc from Le Flambeau by Jonathan Cohen

John Wick from John Wick’s movies by Keanu Reeves

Joe Goldberg from You by Penn Badgley

Crowley from Good Omens by David Tennant

Max Black from 2 Broke girls by Kat Dennings

Tobias from Ghost

[sueske]

re the naruto peeping thing. honestly i dont consider any of his behaviour regarding that canon in shippuden. it just feels like a cheap joke rehash since naruto is jirayas student so surely he taught him that and naruto is a pervert now. i wont deny it might just be my bias but it just feels ooc to me? like theres also that scene where both naruto and then sakura make that AWOOGA horny face over konohamarus sexy jutsu and it feels so. like its not funny its just ooc cringe. naruto strikes me as way too focused on familial love and gaining power to be interested in that?

Just because someone is focused on familial bonds and getting stronger doesn't mean they can't also be interested in other types of love and/or sexual attraction. Also Kishimoto did write the scene so it is canon, you can't pick and choose, however it does feel off doesn't it? that's because of what kishimoto had already established. So what we can do is examine this scene and see how it fits into the wider narrative and what we know about naruto's character in regards to women. he's not written like a pervert student like his pervert teacher. I'll try to summarise as best I can.

So from part 1 naruto has this sexy jutsu whereby he transforms into the female version of himself. it's not very imaginative if we compare it to konohamaru's own version later on but the point is, naruto does that jutsu and the men around him get affected by it, they get nosebleeds and/or faint. after finding out that haku was a man, naruto notes that he looked cuter than sakura. When naruto trains with jiraiya and jiraiya peeps on the women in the bath, naruto tells him off. Says that at naruto's age it can be construed as mischievousness but at jiraiya's it's just creepy. but naruto has no interest in doing it himself at all. He tells jiraiya the three shinobi prohibitions (alcohol, women, money) don't really apply to him.

then he goes training with jiraiya during the timeskip whereby jiraiya forces him to be a beta reader for his porn novels. When naruto comes back and sakura asks him if she looks womanly with her coy pose and expression, naruto tells her that she looks just the same and jiraiya thinks in his mind that naruto doesn't understand women or smth like that I don't remember the exact quote. anw this is pervy sage's comment about naruto after spending so much time with him. This is coming from JIRAIYA himself. Naruto gives that icha icha book to kakashi and tells him that he can't really understand the appeal. great. When kakashi tells naruto that he's starting to like him, naruto gave a super overblown reaction, to which kakashi was like: not in that way. When konohamaru shows naruto and co the version of the sexy jutsu Konahamaru worked on, he made them different and unlike just a female version of himself. Naruto looks excited but to me I read it as excitement at konohamaru developing the jutsu further, especially since konohamaru does the sasuke x sai jutsu immediately after which makes sakura get a nosebleed, which is what Kishimoto uses to denote sexual arousal with this jutsu. So naruto didn't get a nosebleed to the women sexy jutsu which was very deliberate on Kishimoto's part, so to me it seemed he just looked excited at the jutsu's development. It can also be seen as naruto trying to 'fit in' with others, I mean common if kishimoto didn't give naruto some type of reaction when everyone else did in the context of that scene, it would be too obvious. so he has to show it more softly, in details, like nosebleeds. chapter 347? was a wild ride from start to finish, go read it, it was a very 'sexual' chapter, see how kishimoto sets it up not only for naruto, but for sasuke as well. read it and tell me that wasn't deliberate LOL. Anw Kakashi didn't get a nosebleed either as far as I remember (but he has a mask), however when the leaf team was trying to uncover the meaning behind jiraiya's code during the pain arc and he had to read the icha icha book out loud, he got flustered. Even lazy boi 2000 mr shikamaru Nara was like -.-. naruto was just like get on with it.

Now we get a scene whereby naruto teaches konahamaru about a 'cool new jutsu' and naruto is talking about things like 'volume' etc which konohamaru immediately thinks of how that applies to women and the sexy jutsu. Meanwhile naruto is just talking about the rasengan. Kishimoto is obviously contrasting konohamaru's thoughts/actions with naruto's, whereby konohamaru, even being younger than naruto, has the interest to develop the sexy jutsu by making the women different etc, and even when he thinks about the cool jutsu naruto is talking about, konohamaru still applies it to women. Meanwhile naruto practiced the reverse harem jutsu more than the rasengan, which is interesting considering the implications of that. He already knows how to do shadow clones. He already knows how to transform. So why did he practice it more than the rasengan? What was he practicing? Was he researching the ideal man? Practicing crafting each one to perfection? This is very sus considering how this contrasts with konahamaru. I'll add on here that naruto didn't get a nosebleed at the sasuke x sai jutsu either, but common it's not like Kishimoto could write that in anyways, and naruto loves sasuke. he doesn't see him as this sexual object that sakura sees him as.

So considering all the above why would it make sense for naruto to peep in that scene with yamato and sai in the bath? It doesn't. I mentioned in that post that it was never really fully confirmed that peeping was naruto's intention, and that it foreshadows the explanation of the kyuubi attacking jiraiya scene in the comments. Also if we look at the context before the scene, naruto was smack in the middle of sai and yamato, look at his body language. He has his knees to his chest and is blushing more than the rest, you can't just blame the heat. He's uncomfortable for some reason.

Now naruto's crush for sakura is written quite interestingly and often is associated with sasuke, I'm not gonna talk about it here cuz I already spoke about it before and so did others, and it would warrant a post for itself. Maybe I'll do a long comprehensive one someday. As for Hinata, he just ignored her confession.