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mayhem-neverending · 1 year ago

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The Big Bad Wolf

Part IV

Word Count: 3,404

Warnings: Descriptions of anxiety, depression

Note: I really hope this flows okay, because I was writing this from my notebook while also working through the next part and it made my brain a little wonky. Also, right after I had copied it, my kid somehow deleted the whole thing so I was just barely saved.

After falling asleep the moment your head hit the pillow and getting a full night’s rest, you were more than ready to start your busy day. Your first order of business after dropping your son off was to pay a visit to Lord Sixth.

You ambled down the hall to the office, waving at a few acquaintances who passed. Standing in front of the large oak door, you knocked lightly, hoping your timing wasn’t disturbing any important meetings or work.

You were called in almost immediately, and slipped through the doorway before shutting it softly behind you. Kakashi had his head bent over some paperwork, so you stood quietly in the middle of the room until he finished. It didn’t take much waiting, and when he looked up to make eye-contact with you, the furrow in his brow dissipated instantly. HIs eyes crinkled in a tired smile which you returned.

“Good morning, sir,”

“Good morning, how was yesterday?”

You thought of how best to respond. “It wasn’t too bad,”

Flashing him a cheeky grin, you continued. “Can’t complain with my pay,”

Kakashi let out a small chuckle. “Good. Obito wasn’t… he wasn’t too much, was he?”

Your smile slipped into a neutral expression, the once you had always saved for mission debriefs. “He was not much of a hassle, though I suspect he was wary of my presence. The most bothersome part was the… hovering, though I’m sure he'll quit after some time with me,”

He nodded, holding back an eye-roll at his friend’s behavior. “Anything else?”

“Grocery allowance,”

Lord Sixth pushed back his chair and started rummaging through one of his desk drawers. He eventually found what he was looking for, retrieving a sealed envelope. He set it on the desk and scribbled something on the front.

He held it out for you, and you approached the desk and grasped the other end. He didn’t let go, and you awkwardly met his deep brown eyes.

“Thank you, for accepting this job.” HIs tone was low and soft.

“Of course, sir,” You replied slowly, and he let go.

“I wrote my number on the back of it.” He pointed to the envelope. “Shoot me a text if you happen to need anything,”

You nodded, and glanced at his messy scrawl. You hadn’t ever seen his handwriting, and it amused you that it was closer to chicken scratch than legible numbers.

“If that’s all, you’re free to go,”

You gave him a small smile and bowed your head respectfully. “Have a good day, Lord Sixth,”

Kakashi openly rolled his eyes, the corner of his lips tugging into an exasperated grin. “Kakashi.”

“Mhm,” you hummed, there was a glint in your eye that he didn’t miss as you waved goodbye.

Your short walk to the market stalls was uneventful, and your shopping much the same. You had made a mental checklist of all the things you needed, and after finishing at each stall, you took out a ninja scroll to store your goodies. A couple of the vendors tried to chat with you, and you would normally indulge them, but you kept the conversations short. In the end, it took you a little longer than you would have liked, but after about an hour and a half you were headed back out to the edge of the forest.

Obito stared at himself in his grimy bathroom mirror for well over an hour before your arrival. He was staring past himself, letting his eyesight blur while he was lost in thought for the majority of the time, but every once in a while he would focus back in and curse his incredible attention to detail.

Worse for wear would be a gentle expression for how he looked. He almost couldn’t fathom how he had gotten to this point. The dark circles under his eyes, his long, matted hair, and his bones were made more prominent by his weight loss. The face staring in the mirror taunted him.

He couldn’t help but think he looked more like Madara now than ever before.

He scowled at his reflection, but it only intensified the resemblance. He was intimidating. It made him wonder how you perceived him when he had walked around the corner the morning before.

He hated himself for the thought, but it had been a long time since he had seen a woman. It was much different than having Kakashi and Naruto for brief company. He had the urge to fix his appearance the second after you two had made eye-contact.

He didn’t want you to be frightened by him. He didn’t want anyone to be frightened of him anymore, but especially not the person sent to care for him. Obito wasn’t dumb, he could feel how tense you were when he was near; he just hoped he could change that, and quickly.

His train of thought was interrupted by a curt knock on his front door, and the hinges creaking as it swung open. He tumbled out of the bathroom and hurried into the living room to greet you.

You were already a few steps from the kitchen, and you raised your eyebrows in mild interest at his hasty movements. He stopped a few feet away from you, and attempted an easy smile.

The flash of bewilderment across your face told him he hadn’t quite managed it, but he persisted. “Good morning,”

“Good morning..” your tone came out questioningly.

He tore his eyes away from your figure and looked around. “Weren’t you going to get groceries?”

“Oh, yeah. They’re right here,” You pulled a scroll out of your bag and set it on the floor.

You weaved your hands and placed them on the surface of the scroll. In a poof everything appeared atop the scroll and spread around it on the floor. Obito seemed impressed by the sheer volume of things suddenly in his kitchen.

“Are you trying to feed the whole Shinobi Alliance?”

You rolled your eyes and a smirk quirked the corner of your lips. You waved your hand around to encompass everything. “It’ll all be eaten, trust and believe,”

“First, though, is laundry.” You located the detergent and heaved it over the rest of the items as you made your way to the hallway.

“You have a basket ready?”

“...Will a pile do?”

You stopped and turned around, having passed him. “Are you telling me Lord Sixth didn’t provide a basket for you?”

He scratched the back of his neck under his messy mop of hair. “Uh, yeah, I guess,”

You shook your head. You made it to the end of the hallway, where the washer and dryer were hidden behind a sliding door. Obito followed behind you and went to grab his clothes. He plopped them in while you filled the dispenser. You were acutely aware of his presence and tensed when his arm grazed yours, though you tried not to show it.

You walked back to the kitchen with Obito trailing behind you. While you got to work putting everything away, he stood around ominously, his keen eyes following your movements. It was a little disconcerting, but you weren’t sure how to address it. It was clear to you that he didn’t know what to do with himself, and clearer still that his social skills had been diminished close to nil in his time here.

You considered the best course of action while your hands were busy. Cautiously, you called, “Obito?”

“Yeah?” He replied rather quickly.

You turned your attention to him. “Do you, perhaps.. have any hobbies?”

It took him only a few strides to situate himself a couple feet from you, back leaning against the countertop. You barely held back an exasperated noise at the action. He brought a finger to his lips in thought, seemingly oblivious to your plight.

He couldn't be that oblivious, could he? Or did he not care?

“When I was a kid… I used to help out old ladies a lot,” he replied with a straight face.

A burst of surprised laughter escaped your chest. His dark eyes lit up at the sweet sound tickling his ears. He couldn’t stop a small smile from lifting his lips. When your laughter died down, you asked with amusement, “anything else?”

He paused. “I don’t - I don’t think so,”

You restarted your task of shelving cans so you wouldn’t have to meet his eyes as you said, “I noticed your lack of - well, your lack. So, I brought you a book I finished recently. I thought you might like to borrow it. Something to do at least,”

From the corner of your eye you watched him blink in surprise. He straightened his shoulders a bit. “Uh, thank you,”

You nodded and strode over to the table where you had set your bag. “Here,”

You held it out for him and he pushed himself off the counter. He gingerly took it from your hands, as if you might change your mind and he would be in trouble for taking it. He inspected the cover and turned it over to read the description on the back. He opened it up and pulled one of the chairs out from the table, sinking into it as he began to read.

The quiet of the space was calming now that his eyes were elsewhere. You started on a small breakfast for him, just eggs and toast, so you could get to work on lunch, since it was closer to 10:30 am now. Your eyes wandered over to him, noticing that he slouched and stuck his legs out straight in front of him under the table, propped by the other chair.

HIs brows were slightly furrowed, the left dipping lower than the right. HIs mouth drew a straight line of concentration as his eyes flit across the page. An image of a healthier, filled out Obito flashed across your mind. You couldn’t help the spark of attraction that rose in your chest as your gaze remained on him.

HIs turning the page he was on broke you from your reverie, and you refocused on your task. The thought that he was attractive did not sit well with you, and you shifted uncomfortably on your feet. You didn’t dare look at him until you were setting a plate in front of him and replying to his, “Thank you,”

You busied yourself with switching over the load of laundry and bringing the cleaning products you bought to the linen closet. You were thankful for the distance you had created for him, and took the opportunity for some deep breathing. Once calmer, you stood in front of Obito’s closed bedroom door. You reached for the knob but hesitated, unsure if it would be intrusive to enter. You reasoned after a minute that it was part of the job description, so you twisted and pushed it open.

The room’s bareness mirrored the rest of the home. There was one window, covered by dusty black curtains, a full sized bed and boxspring in the corner, and a dresser. The bed sported one pillow; it was one of the large ones, made for a king size bed-set, a white fitted sheet, and a matching white flat sheet. There weren’t any actual blankets. You knew from your rummaging around that there weren’t any in the nearly bare linen closet either.

As far as you were aware, the cottage was heated only by the fireplace in the living room. You double checked for vents in his room, but your suspicion was quickly confirmed. It bothered you that he didn't have a proper blanket, considering Konoha was just as cold as anywhere else come winter. In fact, the nights were already beginning to be cold. You would have to have a word with Kakashi about it.

You stripped the bed and pillow and dropped them in the washer, and on second thought, added his one bath towel to the load, along with the two new packages of washcloths you had bought for cleaning.

You returned to the kitchen and pulled some ingredients from the fridge for lunch. Obito was still working on his breakfast, taking slow bites in between flipping the pages of his book. You were so engrossed in your thoughts you didn’t notice that his eyes repeatedly wandered off the page to you.

Obito didn’t particularly like the frown tugging at your lips, or the way your eyes glossed over in deep thought. Unaware of the cause, he felt a little self-conscious. Now that he was more than aware of his disastrous state, he was embarrassed. He was also acutely aware of your presence at all times, and it was incredibly distracting. His body could practically feel your location in the house as you moved around. On second thought, he may unconsciously be feeling around with his Chakra.

He glanced at you again, and to break you from your thoughts, and him from his own, he sassed, "You know I'm a grown man, right? This is barely any food,"

Rudely torn from your thoughts, you spun on your heel, a hand finding its place on your hip. You glared at him, and one of his eyebrows raised. He leaned sideways in his chair, throwing his arm over the back of it. He kept his expression impassive, if slightly annoyed.

“And were you eating like a ‘grown man’ before I got here?” You looked him up and down slowly to drive home your point.

A blush betrayed him as he mumbled something under his breath and looked away from you. “That’s what I thought. Trust my judgment. Lunch will be done in an hour or so anyway,”

You turned to the counter with a huff, and poured the coffee you had been brewing into your mug. You leaned against your hip so you could throw glares at him out of the corner of your eye while you enjoyed your sipping.

“Where did the mug come from?”

"My apartment. You only have one mug, you know,"

“Ah, well I can’t do much about that, can I?”

You grimaced, shame at the tone you had taken with him hitting you with full force. “Sorry,”

A couple hours later, you found yourself scrubbing the bath while debating whether or not to text Kakashi. Well, you were going to text him, you were just struggling with the wording. You wanted to express your disappointment in him for letting someone he claimed to care for so deeply live like this. You knew he was busy, but damn, he was lucky Obito hadn’t frozen to death over the last two winters.

Pursing your lips, you scrubbed a little harder. You would need to ask for extra allowance so you could purchase a few necessities. With that in mind, you found yourself at the kitchen counter. Your bag was pushed to the side nearest the fridge, and you fished out your phone and the envelope from that morning.

“Is the tub done?” Obito called from the couch.

He eyed your phone but kept his thoughts to himself.

Obito had been forced to wait to change into his freshly clean clothes until you had finished in the bathroom. Despite your initial apprehension towards him, you wanted him to have the full clean experience.

“Just a minute,” you unconsciously held up a finger.

You opened up your messages and punched the number in under New Messages.

Good afternoon, this is Y/n. It has come to my attention that Obito needs a few more things than the budget allows. I was hoping you could fund a new bed-set, some dishware, and a couple more odds and ends. Thank you.

You pressed send and returned your phone to your bag. Turning your attention back to Obito, you caught him already watching you.

“What was that about?”

“You need some things, I was informing Lord Sixth about it,”

“Why do you call him that?”

You thought for a moment, tapping a finger to your chin. “Professionalism, I suppose,”

He snorted. “Okay,”

Your eyes scanned over him, taking in the dark circles, still sunken cheeks, and rats nest of a ponytail. The only difference from the day before was that his pallor had improved. Your eyes roved over him once more, and they stopped on his hair.

Before you could stop yourself, you asked, “Can I cut your hair?”

With zero hesitation he replied, “Yes, please.”

You pulled his chair out from the table just enough for him to sit down and gestured for him to come over. While he took a seat, you rummaged around in some of the kitchen drawers for a pair of scissors. They were hidden at the very back of the silverware drawer.

You made a quick stop in the bathroom for a comb you had seen earlier, and took your spot behind him, excited. You inspected the knot, lifting a bit to see how far it went up. It seemed to stop nearer to the nape of his neck.

“I’m going to have to take quite a bit off,”

“Do what you have to do,” he replied casually.

You hummed. “Alright,”

Carefully, you cut above the knot. After a few well placed snips, it fell to the floor. You gently carded your fingers through the free hair, starting at his nape. Obito shivered involuntarily in response. He straightened and made to get up.

You placed your left hand on his shoulder. “I’m not done.”

He turned his head to look at you. “But-”

“You’re not walking around with this choppy mess. Turn around and let me finish,”

“It’s not like anyone is gonna see it,” he grumbled, turning his head forward.

“I will,”

The feeling of your fingers just hardly brushing through his hair sent Obito into overdrive. It was foreign; far gentler than anything he had been accustomed to in a very long time.

Electricity ran up and down his spine every time you measured out another section between your fingers. Hen tensed his body in a conscious effort to keep the shivers under control. He wanted to lean back into your touch, his body yearned for it. Your movements were simultaneously overwhelming and not enough. He became twitchy without realizing it, reacting to you.

Without a second thought, you raked your fingers across his scalp, just barely pulling on the hairs. The action lifted his chin and he outwardly shivered.

“Stop moving,” you murmured in his ear.

“Sorry,” he squeaked.

He cleared his throat. “My bad,”

You released your grip and continued trimming. Heat spread up his neck and across his face as well as tinting the tips of his ears. He sat as still as he possibly could, hardly daring to breathe.

You pulled his chair a little farther away from the table and moved to stand in front of him. close enough that your legs brushed the side of his thigh when you leaned in. You took the comb to the front of his wild hair and pursed your lips in thought.

“How much of this do you want in your face?” You brushed a piece away from his forehead.

He stared at you dumbly, lips slightly parted. Your eyes traveled from his hair to his eyes. You took in his glazed expression and tinted cheeks, and your look of concentration turned into a playful half-grin.

His eyes widened a fraction and flickered from your smile to your eyes. “Up to me, then?”

You didn’t wait for his response. You continued with your trimming and styling, aware that his eyes never left your face. And for once, you couldn’t find it in yourself to mind.

Finished, you stepped back and admired your handiwork, a hand resting on your hip. You nodded to yourself, happy with how it turned out. He looked quite nice, actually. Much nicer than you would like to admit - alluring in a sort of grungy way.

Obito released the breath he had been holding. “How’s it look?”

“Good,” you cracked a genuine smile.

“You look a little less like a mangy stray now,”

He scoffed, but couldn’t bring himself to scowl at you. The corner of his lips turned up, and he watched you go to reach for it again, but ultimately let your hand fall to your side. Your smiling face slipped back into one of polite neutrality.

“Let me get your towel so you can shower,”

Part V

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hauntedhokage · 2 years ago

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As You Wish, Captain

Kakashi Hatake/F!Reader

Summary: Kakashi comes home to return the favor to his favorite Captain. Part 2 to Yes, Lord Hokage. Cross Posted to AO3

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: soft!dom Kakashi, dom/sub dynamics, bathtub fingering, this is mostly just aftercare with a little bit of spice at the end

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Being the Hokage didn’t exactly come with a set schedule, but Kakashi was still later than he usually was. You know better than to worry about him, the man was more than capable of holding his own in a fight and knew how to send for reinforcements if they were needed. There really was no need to worry, so you don’t. Instead you make sure his dinner is plated and ready for him, and put on some tea for yourself. You weren’t sure what he had planned for tonight and wanted to make sure that you were relaxed.

A bath would’ve been a good idea, though. But it was too late now, you wanted to see him walk through the door so you knew what kind of mood he’d been put into after you’d left.

There’s a knock on your door, and you frown into your cup before setting it down, curious as to who would be knocking on your door at this hour. Maybe something had happened? That wouldn’t be fun to deal with, since that would put you in a mood.

Instead of an antsy Shikamaru or another Anbu, it’s the Hokage standing on your doorstep. Stripped of his robes and holding a single flower, the sight bringing a smile onto your face as you meet his gaze.

“Good evening, Lord Hokage,” you greet, stepping back into your home to allow him to enter, and accepting the flower he hands you as he walks by you. “A rose this time?”

“Well, Captain, this morning there were a few things left unattended to and I intend to apologize for that.”

“I’m not sure I follow,” you admit softly, placing the rose in the vase with the other flowers he’d brought home to you this week. “We both came, and I wasn’t hurt, so what was missing?”

“We didn’t really check in during our event or afterwards, and I’m sorry. I’d like to take care of you tonight, if you’d allow it, Captain.” A pause, and you look over your shoulder to see that he’s already stripped of his gear and stands before you in just his shirt and pants. “Would you like a bath?”

“A bath would be nice,” you confirm with a smile, letting him pull you back towards the bathroom. “As for the debrief, really it was all fine. I know you wouldn’t intentionally hurt me, or let someone see us like that without making sure it was okay first.”

He lets out a soft hum, pointing to the toilet and nodding when you close the lid and sit down. Your hands hold one of his while his other hand works to turn on the faucet in the tub to ready your bath, your thumbs massaging at his palm as you watch him. He doesn’t pull his hand from yours, instead moving his body around you so he could ready your bath soap without needing to let you go.

He does pull his hand from yours as the tub fills, but only so he could pull you to your feet to undress you. The t-shirt you’d changed into in pulled over your head, and his eye meets yours with a knowing look when he sees that you weren’t wearing a bra or any other binding to hide your breasts from him, then his hands are on your chest so he could hold them.

“You wear too much armor when you give your mission reports, I’d like to see these more when you’re in my office.” The thought has you biting your lip, unintentionally stifling your gasp when the rough pads of his thumbs roll over your nipples. “I suppose the armor is necessary to protect you, but you’d look wonderful fighting nude I’m sure.”

“Perhaps we could spar some time and put that to the test,” you suggest, smiling when he looks back up at you. “You need to keep your captain in top form, Lord Hokage.”

His hands move from your chest to drag down your sides, pushing the loose fitting pants (that you must’ve taken from his drawer) and your underwear down your hips when he got to the waistband. He drops to his knees as your pants fall, helping you to step out of them before bringing one of your legs to drape over his shoulder.

“I didn’t give you proper attention before treating you so roughly, Captain, and I apologize.” His mask is lowered, and you watch with wide eyes as he peppers your lips in gentle kisses. “I’m sure you’re a bit sore?”

You were, but it was manageable so you didn’t think it was worth complaining about. After all, he’d put you in rougher positions than that and you were put through unimaginable situations as an Anbu Black Op - rough sex with the Hokage wasn’t exactly the worst thing you’d ever endured.

“Honesty, Captain,” he requests, and you nod as your hand pushes into his hair as he continues to kiss at your cunt.

“A l-little sore, yeah, but nothing I can’t handle. You know I’m tough.” Your reasoning doesn’t do much to ease his concern if the way he sighs is any indicator. But the tub was full, and he’s ensuring you are balanced on your two feet before he turns the faucet off so he can help you into the warm bubble filled water.

The warmth does wonders for your sore body, the aches and pains associated with long missions spent with tense muscles needing some sort of relief if your Hokage’s hand was not providing it and were so very different from the ache in your pussy from your Hokage’s treatment this morning. He seems pleased by the comforted sigh that leaves you, which has you smiling as he leans against the side of the tub. His sleeves are pushed up to his elbows now, one hand holding his chin as he watches you relax into the porcelain. You wished you could be inside his head for just a moment when he looked at you; what did he think about when he watched you like this? When he was making you cry because he was so big and you were so small in comparison? When he was being mean?

“What are you thinking about?”

“Wondering what you might be thinking about when you look at me like that,” you comment, earning a quirked brow from the man who was looking at you so intently. “And when you’re being mean, or when you see me cry, what do you think about?”

“Watching you right now, I’m questioning whether or not I take good care of you, wondering if I’m worthy of the way you look at me with such adoration.” That has you adjusting so that you sat on your knees in the tub, able to lean forward so you were nose-to-nose with the concerned Kage. “When you’re crying…hm, I mostly think about how cute you look when I make you cry if it’s because of how my cock can stretch your cute little pussy. When I’m being mean, and you’re pouting up at me like the petulant child you can be despite your accomplished rank, I’m thinking about how much fun we’re going to have while I’m teaching you a lesson. In short; I think only good things for you, my dear.”

“Kakashi,” you whisper, your wet fingers gently trailing along his jaw as you smile at him. “You do take good care of me, y’know.”

“Do I?” You don’t answer, only scoop bubbles into your hand to hold in front of him as an example. This time he’s smiling, blowing at the bubbles so they’ll fall out of your hand. “I suppose if I didn’t, we wouldn’t be here. You’re more than capable of taking care of yourself, telling me to get lost wouldn’t be an issue.”

You nod your agreement, your hands closing around his forearm and giving a gentle tug towards you. You wanted him in the bathtub with you, mostly to get the cuddles you were owed after your performance this morning. The additional benefit of him being naked with you was only minor in comparison to physical contact you wanted.

You don’t need to ask twice; he’s pulling his shirt over his head and standing so he could remove his pants before you’d even think you’d need to. You scoot to the side to make room for him, but once he’s seated you’re in his lap with your head laid back on his shoulder as his hands settle on your stomach. You’re both quiet for a moment, your hands busy with the bubbles as Kakashi relaxes behind you, but that moment ends with your small gasp as his fingers part your folds.

“May I?”

“You may.” Your consent has him humming, kissing behind your ear as his fingers start to rub around your clit and through your folds but not quite making contact with either spot that would make you react more. You weren’t sure that you could handle more than just his fingers, but you weren’t sure that you’d need to if your lover’s languid movements were any indicator. Kakashi’s fingers inside you were slow and gentle, not working to stretch you like he would if he was preparing you for his cock, which to you meant that he just wanted to help you relax after the morning he’d given you.

“You did really well this morning, I thought about you all day after you left.” His praise has you smiling against his cheek, your eyes closing as he presses his thumb to your clit. “I don’t think I’d be able to stretch you more tonight, since I got myself off a couple more times after you left.”

“In your office?”

He hums, and you feel yourself clench around his fingers at the thought of him like that. Leaned back in his comfortable chair, pants undone just enough to free the impressive erection, as his hand worked the length. His eyes were probably closed, lip caught between his teeth to help him keep quiet so as to not alert anyone on the other side of the doors to his activity.

“Both times thinking about how perfectly I fit in your mouth this morning, and how good for me you were under my desk. How wonderfully tight your pussy was, my hand can’t compare but I did what I needed to do.”

“Why not summon me back?”

“I didn’t want you thinking you were in trouble. After such a tough mission you didn’t need that stress too.” Another press to your clit, this one has your mouth opening against his face as you let out a small whine, your hips rising into his hand in search of more friction. “But it seems my fingers will be more than enough for you tonight, isn’t that right?”

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kurokawaia · 3 months ago

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❛ NSFW ALPHABET ❜

Hatake Kakashi X Fem!Reader

WC; 2.1k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: x fem reader, overstimulatiom, coming on tits and in mouth, oral -> male reciveing, teasing, edging + more

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯 :: (filled request) I saw the itachi nsfw alphabet and I was like Noway! You writ for naruto? Oh can you write one for kakashi? - ANON

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A = Aftercare

Would 100% place soft kisses around your neck and your cheeks as you fall asleep against him. In the morning or when he and you wake up I feel he would run a warm bath for the two of you with special oils and soaps. Probably would turn into him gently and caringly fingering your cunt as you squirm against him and pant his name softly while you grip your hands into his arms. OR, the two of you wouldn't even be bothered to move, your limbs entangled with each other as you fall asleep

B = Body part (his favourite about himself and you)

(His) Kakashi favourite body part about himself would probably be his arms because he loves wrapping them around you, especially wrapping them underneath your boobs, loves your boobs. Loves his chest, and loves it when you trail down kisses to give him head.

(Yours) Kakashi's favourite body part from you is your boobs. He loves everything about your body of course but he specifically loves your tits. Loves it when you don't have a bra and he can wrap his arms around you so he can rub your perk nipples in between his rough fingers. Or he loves your ass, loves watching it move due to his thrusts, loves to grip it, to sleep on it, you name it.

C = Cum

Loves to cum on your chest. After he does he loves seeing your fucked out face and he continues to smear it everywhere while groping your breasts overstimming you in pleasure just get's him going. Loves coming in your mouth as well, loves to see your throat stretching from him and asking you to stick out your tongue to see his cum spread all over your mouth.

D = Dirty Secret

Really wants to fuck your tits. Wants you to be either laying down or on your knees as he squishes your plush tits together and pushes his thick dick through them and thrusts to get off. Loves to see that you are even getting pleasure from him fucking your tits, your head thrown back and whimpers leaving your pretty little mouth. Maybe even wearing some lingerie thigh highs to top it off would just make him so needy for you.

E = Experience

Everyone thinks this man is so experience, however, I dont think so. Maybe he's had one or two fucks but I doubt that this depressed asf man would've fucked any one in his teens. Did most the fucking in his adult years. Only has experience from his dirty smut books I suppose. But Kakashi radiates that even if you WERE to fuck him as a virgin, this man would know what he's doing.

F = Favourite Postion

I'm going to say prone bone position, or even just missionary mostly doggy though. Loves to prop you up with a pillow underneath your lower abdomen as you lay on your stomach, holding your waist and thrusting deeply into you, loves the way you let out a whimpered scream into the bed sheets and your dainty hands gripping the comforter wishing that you would be scratching his back and arms, but he'll save that for later. Loves doing doggy bc he can lean down over you and whisper filthy things into your ear while still feeling your ass ripple against his thrusts. Also loves to grope your boobs, lick and squeeze them in this position. Missionary is self-explanatory, loves to see your fucked out face making his ego grow.

G = Goofy

Loves to make random remarks during sex but on the other hand, he is serious other than his evident teasing in his playful voice. Loves to know he can make you dumb on his cock and fingers just from his words. He finds sex intimate so don't expect him to say anything that isn't teasing to often

H = Hair

I'm gonna say he's more on the clean-shaven side like he trims often only because I feel like he doesn't seem like the type to not trim or shave, he seems like a clean person. I have a feeling he's probably scared of having a lot of hair down there 😭, don't ask me why., he likes to feel and be clean. His pubic hair probably isn't that noticeable anyways because it's a pale white.

I = Intimacy

Leaning to the romantic side although when he's rough he still is romantic in his own ways, his teasing shows how much he loves you. Loves to tease as he makes his way down your face to neck down to your cut with tongued kisses, his body towering towering over your significantly tinier body. Loves it when you have to bite down onto his shoulder and when you're on top leaving the same amount of hickies as he does.

J = Jack off

Definitely jacks off when you're not around and he needs you so badly. When he's on a trip for a soccer game and you aren't allowed to come he definitely masturbates more than a few times because he misses you so much

K = Kink/s

Kakashi's kinks have to be overstimulation, edging, and teasing (teasing you). Overstimulating you when he's giving you oral is one of his favourite things to do with you, continuing to finger your clenching hole as you squirm to get away from him but it feels so good at the same time and the tears coming from your eyes at the pleasure makes him feel so good making him want to tease the fuck out of you. Edging you when you came home so needy and horny for Kakashi only for him to stop thrusting into you or slowing down just makes you whine for him making chuckles leave his mouth continues to tease you with his egotistic words and slowly moving again with slow kisses and thrust.

L = Location

I'm going to say either the classic bedroom or even in the aftercare part when he wants to fuck you in the bath. He just loves to have you in a space where you can't squirm away from him and wants to have your body pressed tightly against his. So any place which gives him the most access to be skin-to-skin with you would be his favourite. If you're on a mission with him he would fuck you in a forest or an inn.

The hokage office is looking real nice though

M = Motivation

Anything. Or seeing your nipples poke through a shirt or you not wearing any pants.

N = No

Wouldn't publicly fuck you, like in an alleyway, he wouldn't do it on a train or anything very open like that. Kakashi thinks that romantic and sexual things should be for his eyes only and not for any perverts.

O = Oral

Prefers to receive. Doesn't mean he don't enjoy munching on your own cunt though, he absolutely love eating out your soaked cunt but he just rather your tight mouth try to fit his length without gagging. Loves coming down your throat and making you open your plump lips to make sure that you swallowed all his seed. Kakashi loves the way you make sure to trace every vein on his dick before taking him whole in your mouth and the muffled gags and gasps you make on his dick causing you to grip his thighs just makes him want to cum down your tight little throat more.

P = Pace

His pace really depends on his mood. But he's more into the rougher side of sex. He doesn't mind going all romantic and slow with you, he usually does what you ask his to do. If you want it gentle, you'll get it gentle. You want it rough? you'll get it rough.

Q = Quickie

Isn't a big fan of them because he would rather worship every square inch of your body than just a quick fuck. If he's late or you are late and you both are needy for each other then he will gladly have sex with you no questions asked. He would rather hear your moans for longer though. He would love to have an audio recording of your moans. He just loves how you sound and wants to relish in all of you.

R = Risk

Would make you walk around with no underwear on.

S = Stamina

Bro holds the status of Hokage, that's self explanatory. He can go all day and night with his stamina. He'd get so lost within your cunt, like he would spend hours in you and pleasuring you and him, filling you up. Though, he knows you don't have his stamina so you'd have to stop after 3-5 rounds bc you'd pass out on him :D

T = Toys

No. Wouldn't be opposed to having a pretty clit vibrator for you, aghhhhh overstimming you on his cock and having the vibrations flow through on his dick with make him go feral.

U = Unfair

He isn't the kindest person during sex regarding when you get to cum. Overstimulates you, edges you. He finds it entertaining how you beg and beg for him for a release or for him to stop and slow down. If he's teasing you he makes sure to slowly thrust in and out of you until your are practically crying and screaming for Kakaahi to please you how you wanna be pleased. Every time you chant his name his ego gets boosted. Loves to see you in the palms of his hands.

V = Volume

I'm going to say he's not loud but he's not quick, doesn't matter anyways because you're probably not going to hear him with the way he's fucking you. He definitely groans and moans louder when he's getting close to his release. Groans into your pussy when he hears you moan, he just loves getting you off knowing that he's the only one to make you feel like this.

W = Wild?

Recreating the smut scenes in the books he reads is a given. He would recreate all of those with you. He fucks wild and tame at the same time, well mostly tame. But the things he says with either praising, degrading, or teasing you are wild. he fucks to the bridge of the 'tame fucking', so he's basically fucking you wild as well but he says he doesn't

X = X-ray

Kakashi is the definition of having a long and thick dick oml. Probably a solid 6-7 inches when soft and 8 inches when hard, his dick is definitely heavy along with his balls. His shaft is a shade darker than his pale skin, so still pretty pale. His tip is a darker shade of pink, not a pale pink but a deep pink as the shade of his lips.

Y = Yearning

Wants you all the time. Can't wait until he has you crying on his cock and. He reads smut in his time all day every day (like me 🧍🏼‍♀️)

Z = Zzzz

Falls asleep last, and makes sure that his princess is asleep and comfortable before him. Loves to have you flush against him when the two of you are falling asleep. He already has a warm wet rag that he uses to gently clean up the mess between your thighs and chest

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chatterbox-73 · 2 months ago

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Kinktober 2024.

Day 8 - Overstimulation.

Kakashi Hatake x fem!Reader

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

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

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

A/N: this is another edited report…

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

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

Word count: 2.2k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kinktober Masterlist

Day 7 - Tetsurou Kuroo: Just sit here.

Day 9 - Katsuki Bakugo: Deep throating.

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metal-mouse · 2 months ago

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Kinktober Week One

Pair: Kakashi Hatake x GN!Reader (M/GN Pairing)

Themes: Smut. Kinktober Week One: blowjob + semi-public sex.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI. Smut. Oral sex.

Summary: 1k-ish. Paperwork is just so boring. You take pity on poor Kakashi, slipping under his desk to help make the Hokage's day a little more interesting.

Note: Surprise! I very impulsively decided to do something fun for Kinktober. I have five cheeky little one-shots lined up that will drop every Friday + Halloween. They will all be anime themed, because the brain rot is real rn. Week Two: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader.

Kakashi’s fist clenched around the pen in his hand as he tried to focus on the papers strewn across his desk. It was pretty fucking hard, with the way your lips were wrapped around the head of his cock. His gaze flicked over to the door of his office, woefully unlocked. There was a little thrill that went down his spine at the thought of someone walking in. It was risky, having you on your knees under his desk, yet when you had come in offering to make doing paperwork more entertaining… he’d been too intrigued to say no.

His free hand dropped to your head as your tongue teased the bottom of his tip, his jaw clenching as he held in a groan. Teasing little… He gently pushed down on the back of your head, ignoring your little sound of surprise as his length slid into your warm mouth. His eyes rolled back for a moment, before he glanced over at the door again as footsteps drew close. The pen in his hand started to creak as your nose bumped into his lower belly, and his cock hit the back of your throat. He had to drop the pen, not wanting to snap it and get ink everywhere.

Fuck. Kakashi tried to make himself look busy with his papers, one hand still on the back of your head encouraging your every move. Up and down the entire length of his cock, he had to fight the urge to look down to watch himself disappear into your mouth. Beneath his mask, his face was burning. He bit down on his bottom lip as soft, wet sounds came from under the desk. Should’ve played some music. Too late now.

His eyes widened and his thighs tensed up as your cheeks hollowed and you started to suck him in more and more. It was too much, it was too good. Damn it! His hips pushed up, and he roughly pushed your head down. He was panting - no way to play it off if anyone walked in now - as he fucked your face. His inhibitions abandoned, all he could do now was try to stay fucking quiet.

“Ngh–” Kakashi stifled a groan as best as he could, the vulgar sounds of you choking on his cock were like music to his ears. It paired so nicely with your warm, wet mouth that had him on cloud nine. Your nose bumped into him, your head bobbing so enthusiastically as he pushed his hips up over and over. He exhaled sharply as your fingers dug into his thighs, pressure building up in his core as you massaged his thighs. When you began to palm at his balls, Kakashi’s free hand grasped the edge of his desk to try and ground himself.

His senses were honed in on you entirely, at this point Tsunade could barge in and start yelling at him and he wouldn’t notice anything but that pretty mouth wrapped around his cock. His eyes trained on you, “Look up at me.” He growled out, watching as you looked up at him through your lashes while he fucked your face. That hazy look in your eyes, the way you did your best to breathe through your nose, you looked so damn good… If he had any faith in your ability to keep your mouth shut, he’d bend you over his desk and fuck you senseless.

Later, he’d have time for that later. For now, he felt your tongue pushing up against the underside of his cock and his back arched as his hips pushed forward. Your warm hand massaged his tightening balls, and Kakashi swore he was seeing stars from the way your cheeks hollowed out as you tried to suck his soul out through his dick.

“Shit… Just like that.” His voice was low, vaguely aware of the busy hallway on the other side of his office door. His mouth fell open, Kakashi’s breath being taken away. He reached up, pulling down his mask desperate for some clean air with how hot his mask was getting. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted. You were relentless, and he loved the way your eyes narrowed slightly in delight at the effect you had on him.

His toes curled as his cock and balls pulsed with imminent ecstasy, his hands flying to the arms of his chair. Kakashi squeezed, the wood groaning from his grip. His back arched and his hips lifted him up off the chair as he mindlessly thrust into your mouth while you had no choice but to hang on to his thighs to stabilize yourself. Kakashi’s eyes squeezed shut as the tension in his body snapped, his cock throbbing as he exploded in orgasm. Ragged breaths and low grunts spilled from his lips, low enough not to draw attention.

While he came, you didn’t relent. Swallowing down every last drop, your tongue massaged the underside of his length and your head bobbed back and forth even as Kakashi’s thrusts faltered. As you drew out his pleasure, it took everything in him to keep from whimpering. As he squirmed, letting out a little shuddering breath, you finally lifted your head and freed him from your intense stimulation.

You should not have that effect on him, Kakashi decided. He was the Hokage - the damn Copy Ninja. He was meant to be aloof, cool as a cucumber, not a complete puddle under your touch. Not making soft eyes at you and exposing his face to you as you delicately wiped the corners of your mouth with the back of your hand. Yet, here he was, knowing he’d do it all again. Already, he was plotting the way he’d get back at you for distracting him from his work - preferably in the privacy of your own home - where he could repay the favour tenfold. Yes, he’ll do it again. You had made good on your promise, his day had certainly been far more interesting than just doing paperwork - although not much work had been done.

That seemed like a problem for tomorrow Kakashi. For now, he put himself back together. He wasn’t quite finished with you yet - not at all - and he loved the smile that spread on your lips when you realized precisely that. Paperwork and Hokage duties could wait, Kakashi’s needs couldn’t. It was going to be a long night.

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kakashixhatakesxwhore · 6 months ago

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A Chilly Trip to The Sugar Dealer

Pairing: Hatake Kakashi x f!Reader

Summary: In the middle of the (mild) Konoha Winter, Lord Sixth and his wife go out for a jaunt to the confectionary. Kakashi feels challenged in the small store, and gets you home quick to make a point. Smut! Lemon! Explicit!

W/c: 5.8k

Warnings: Swearing, jealousy, unwanted flirting, teasing, begging, demanding, possessive!Kakashi, oral (f receiving), p in v, cumming inside (lowk, the slightest talk of wombs)

Notes: ive got a sweet-tooth and I feel like kakashi would support me about that idk please enjoy this and lmk how you feel - btw Satō-Shō literally just means Sugar Dealer

Masterlist💿

The sun shone brightly on the two of you, for where else would it shine? Gentle breezes carried the two of you closer, for a chill is always a nice excuse to pull your loved one close. Konoha had never seen such a brisk day, for it was the dead of Winter.

Even on the coolest day of the year, the sun still loved you. It warmed your back, though the large hand of your husband was infinitely warmer. His fingers splayed on the small on your back, reminding you the he would always love you more than the sun ever could.

With an absent smile, you tilted your head up to him. You admired Kakashi, enraptured by the way the sunlight glinted in his hair.

"You're making me nervous," he admited casually without looking at you.

You just chuckled, "The most handsome man in the village should be used to lingering stares."

"No, darling, it's not that," he hummed deeply, curling his fingers around your hip. Kakashi pulled you closer, leaning low to your ear as he whispered, "Nervous to call off our little excursion and hurry back home."

"It's a gorgeous day, today," you beamed, twirling away from his hand, making the skirt of your dress puff out in your spin. Purple fabric swished around your thighs as your husband put him arm back around you, now draped over your shoulders. Bringing his dangling hand to your lips, you pressed a kiss to the side of his pointer finger and teased, "Won't you let me enjoy it, before I enjoy you? Or must I beg for that privilege, too?"

Knees bending slightly, Kakashi's arm weighed down on your shoulders. You smiled, squeezing his hand still in your grasp. With his smooth tone, steeped in licentiousness, your husband groaned, "Let's go home, it's not even that nice out."

"We'll have to agree to disagree, dearest," you tittered, ignoring Kakashi's huffs. Spotting your favourite confectionary around a street corner, your feet steered the two of you right. "If you get me a couple taffies, we can go home."

"I'll get you a kilo later."

"No," you sang, squeezing his hand again. "I want something to suck on now."

As your husband delivered a craven look, you just smiled at him, popping up on your toes to rub your nose against his masked one. With a rumbling chuckle, Kakashi pulled you into his body, causing the two of you to walk in a very strange, haphazard fashion.

"Do you hear yourself, pretty lady?" He asked lowly.

For a second longer, you looked at your husband. His gorgeous Onyx eyes were filled with adoration, and you could see a deep smile stretched across his face through his mask. Tracing your features, Kakashi stared at you lovingly, as if he were almost certain you were but a dream that he never wanted to part with.

"Do you see yourself, Lord Hokage?" You replied.

Biting your lip salaciously, you stared up at your husband through your long eyelashes. His head turned away from you, glancing around the area. The weather was only inviting you to bask in it, as it seemed most everyone else was rightfully in the comfort of their home. A few stragglers milled about, going between markets for essentials, but the streets were relatively empty.

You restored yourself to a proper walking position despite your husband's subtle protests. Only a few more paces and you were at the step of the confectionary, going up to the door as Kakashi stuttered in his movement.

"Give me five minutes, yeah?" He asked nonchalantly, taking his arm away from your shoulders and letting his long fingers trace down your arm, lingering in a hook around your fingers.

Looking at him, you couldn't help but smile back as Kakashi's eyes danced with thought. You grinned, leaning up to kiss his masked cheek, "Four minutes, fifty-nine seconds." You came back to your feet. "Fifty-eight seconds....fifty-seven."

"Fine, shave off a whole minute, if you want to really challenge me," Kakashi snickered before turning to walk in the direction that caught his eye. His pace was frighteningly quick, bordering a run, and you sighed contently as you watched him lock onto his target, a florist's shop.

Suddenly feeling strange for lingering outside of the confectionary for so long, you bit back a smile and opened up the glass door. The old shopkeeper smiled at you sweetly, having seen you standing outside for a minute or so.

"Back again so soon?" He asked kindly.

You nodded, coming further into the store. The fragrance of sugar enveloped you, making your stomach ache for something a sickly red. "Nothing can keep me away from the Satō-Shō."

"Well, have no fear, the Sugar Dealer is here!" He exclaimed with a hearty laugh, coming closer to the counter.

The old man pulled out a wooden crate from behind, setting it right in your eyeline. You approached happily, and the shopkeeper began pulling out a massive bag of caramel drops, making your eyes widen and your mouth salivate. He held it to his nose, and through the plastic, he inhaled.

"Made fresh this morning, they're still soft," he told you with a sigh, waving the bag of sweets around between the two of you. The warm caramel wafted to your nose so tauntingly.

"Have you got any taffy?" You asked hopefully, smelling a fruity tone in the air.

"Have I got taffy? Have I got taffy, in spades!" He laughed, setting the caramels on the counter as he dove back into the crate. Rooting around, he asked, "Is it the saltwater taffy you're after, or the chocolate taffy?"

"Saltwater if you made cherry or that nice, wild watermelon again - otherwise, probably chocolate," you replied cheerily, hearing the crinkles of the bags and soft clacks of not-yet-set hard candies getting thrown around.

Your excitement and anticipation clouded your senses, overwhelmed by the bright colours and mouth-watering smells in the store. Caught in the shopkeeper's presentation, you hadn't even noticed the other person in the shop. Only when the person moseied up the aisle, basket in hand, did you finally notice him. But, from his eye, he had noticed you the second you entered the store.

"You really know your taffy," he chuckled, sidling up to you.

Allowing your smile falter, you looked back at the shopkeeper as he came from the crate with a large, red package in his hand. Gently, you hummed, "No, the Satō-Shō knows taffy. I just buy it from him."

"Touché," the other customer replied. "From the looks of you, you don't eat a lot of taffy, or candy for that matter."

Narrowing your eyes, you turned over what he said in your mind. You felt a bit gross, like you had been looked at in a certain way by someone who shouldn't have been looking in the first place. Besides, you looked like you ate candy, you were sure you did. You didn't know what a candy-eater looked like, per say, but you were sure it would be a picture of yourself in that dictionary.

"Anyway," the shopkeeper interrupted pointedly. Your eyes snapped up to his kind, old face and the ghost of a smile returned to your lips. The old man's eyes twinkled and the corner of his lip curled as he said, "I've got something special for you, my best customer."

"Is it another gobstopper?" You gasped, "No, another one of those massive lollipops? Or is it something new, something experimental? Might I die, just at the sight of it?"

Recieving your waves of excitement, the shopkeeper chortled, "I won't be selling it, because of the special ingredient, but it is a new idea. And maybe you will just die when you try them."

"The mystery is eating me alive," you said very seriously. The shopkeeper smacked the counter lightly before coming around it.

"Alright, give me a minute, it's in the back still."

Stars, you hoped it was something wacky. That lollipop was bigger than your head, and it took you over a week to finish - but the Sugar Dealer could always have a crazier idea. He won't be selling it, which confused you some, but made you feel wildly special. It had you wondering what special ingredient would make a candy unmarkettable. Perhaps it-

"How about, this trip, you let me pay," the man offered, ripping you away from your thoughts. You looked at the dark haired man beside you, who smiled as nicely as he could, rubbing the back of his neck. "It seems you come here a lot. A pretty woman like yourself shouldn't be spending all of her money on sweets."

"I'm sorry."

"I was asking-"

"No, I heard you, I heard you," you mumbled, looking behind him to check for the shopkeeper. "I'm sorry," you repeated more firmly, looking into the man's hazel eyes. "My husband has no taste for conversations like these - I suggest you quit while you're ahead ."

Your warning wasn't enough, as the man shamelessly flirted, "How can I, when put in front of a woman so beautiful?"

"Isn't she just the prettiest lady in all the Land?"

Oh, thank you, Stars.

Turning the other way, there Kakashi was standing, a single rose in hand. You smiled up at him gratefully as he put the rose into your fingers and his arm around your waist, pulling you as close to him as you knew you needed to be. The rose in your hand was perfect, without the one blemish or tear anywhere in the petals.

"One flower? Couldn't have sprung for a bouquet?" The dark haired man quipped dryly.

Before Kakashi could say something harsh, you just hummed, holding the flower to your nose and putting your free hand over the hand of your husband as it clutched your waist posessively, "It's rare that a man can appreciate the value of one perfect rose."

"Here we go!" The shopkeeper exclaimed, hurrying out of the back. When he returned to the counter, his eyes immediately landed on Kakashi, morphing his cheery expression to shock as he bowed. Hurriedly, he said, "Lord Sixth! I didn't know I would be graced with your presence in my meager, little shop."

"My wife loves this place dearly, I would never call it meager," Kakashi replied politely. He took a deep breath, eyes darting to the man who stood on your other side, mortified.

Flirting with the Hokage's wife was a massive issue, it was just lucky that Kakashi's mind wasn't terribly dark that day.

Waving off the praise of his store from the Hokage, the shopkeeper set a bag of light brown taffies on the counter. Drawing forward, you ooh'd, which diffused a grand amount of tension in the store. The Sugar Dealer's special something turned out to bless you before you even had the one.

"Why don't you want to sell these?" You asked, looking at the bag from a couple different angles.

The shopkeeper chuckled, "It's Amaretto taffy. I can't let a child experience the bliss of Amaretto so early on."

Eyes the size of dinner plates, you pulled out your wallet immediately. You riffled through the bills, collecting a thousand yen at least.

"Keep your m- Lord Hokage, please, I don't-"

"Don't set that precedent," Kakashi remarked deeply as he set two thousand yen on the counter. You threw a few hundred extra down, knowing you owed that shopkeeper so much more from all of his free samples and special somethings.

"I cannot accept your money," he insisted, going to pick up the bills to hand them back.

Plucking the bags of cherry taffy and Amaretto taffy into his free hand, Kakashi just laughed, beginning to steer the two of you away, "Seriously, Satō-Shō, she'll come back here and clean you out."

Nodding in agreement, you waved goodbye to the shopkeeper while pressing the soft rose petals to your cheek. You didn't spare the dark haired man a glance as you turned forward, leaning into your husband's large body. Warmth radiated from him, even more noticably when the two of you stepped back outside.

"What am I going to do with you?" Kakashi asked in a sigh, mainly directed toward himself as his hand drifted from your waist, up your spine.

Brow furrowed, you joked, "You can start by giving me one of the Amarettos."

"Would you have let him buy these for you?"

It was a stupid question, you both knew it, but Kakashi always worried. Worried about everything, but nothing made him as anxious as a potential threat to the sanctity of your relationship.

"You would turn down free candy?"

His expression darkened as he hooked his arm over your shoulders. You bit the inside of your cheek, looking up at his gorgeous face with the halo of cloud. Slowly, he said, "You should be."

"Oh, my dearest, so green with envy," you hummed, holding the hand that rested over your shoulders again. You kissed the back of his hand, promising, "I only jest. I knew you would come to my rescue. My pretty boy always swoops in the save the day."

"Fuckin' right I do," he huffed, pulling you into an alley.

In an instant, his mask was down and his lips were on yours, moving assertively. Like a wire becoming live in your stomach, you could feel electric shocks throughout your body, going all the way down to your fingertips.

Stealing a kiss in a darkened alleyway was so juvenile. It reminded you of all the times the two of you had been in this situation before, especially before you were wed. Not often was the reason for these desirous kisses another man, but the subject had been raised before.

"You're mine, all mine," he snapped, the vibrations of his baritone voice sending ripples against your lips. You let a whimper pass through you as you gaze at your husband's bare face. You leaned forward to kiss your husband again, but he pulled away gently, pressing you against the brickwall of the alley. Looking at you with cloudy eyes, Kakashi purred, "Tell me. Tell me you're mine."

"I'm yours, Kakashi, I'm entirely yours- until the end of time," you replied breathily. Eyes scanning your face, Kakashi apparently decided your words sincere as he came forward again to press his soft lips to yours.

He tasted so divine, you couldn't help but moan softly. His tongue slipped past your lips slyly, making a pool form in your stomach. As Kakashi's tongue swirled around yours, the two of you were locked in a dance. A duet, that you and your husband had perfected over the years. You whispered a complaint when Kakashi takes a breath, but it falls on deaf ears.

"Not here," he growls while pulling the fabric back over his face, snatching your hand up quickly. Through the mask, Kakashi places a chaste kiss to your forehead before swiftly pulling you out of the alley. Hushed and hurried as he barreled the two of you down the street at a blistering pace, Kakashi promised, "I'm going to have you screaming those words all night long, my pretty lady."

Supressing the squeal that bubbled up from the pit of heat in your stomach, you happily scurried along as Kakashi led the way to the Red House under Hokage Rock. It was a darling place to live, and you enjoyed decorating it, but even just the residence wing was huge - you almost preferred the apartment you and Kakashi had before he became the Hokage. But, anywhere was the perfect place to live, so long as you were living with Kakashi.

In half the time it took the two of you to get to the confectionary, you were home. Not wasting a second, Kakashi threw the bags of taffy onto the console table in the foyer, immediately putting both of his hands on your hips to pull you in. You hadn't even caught when he pulled down his mask again. But, with his speed, Kakashi caught the single rose between your two bodies and you yelped, holding the flower high.

"You took all four of your minutes to pick out the perfect rose, be gentle with her," you chided, inspecting the slight dents on either side of the rose's bulb.

"I'll be gentle with her," your husband replied, plucking the flower from your fingers.

Gingerly, Kakashi placed it on the console table, just on top of the taffy bags. He turned back to you, eyes darkened a shade further, and he replaced his hand to your hip. Kakashi snapped your body to his with a chuckle, making you gasp. His gorgeous, pillowy lips were all you could focus on, taken by the flushes of self-inflicted bite marks that dotted the center of his mouth.

Muting any remark from you, Kakashi began kissing you again. This time, in the comfort of privacy, his lips were enflamed with passion and desperation - the two ingredients mixed so deliciously to deliver you a kiss that made your knees weak. Kakashi wrapped his thick forearm around your lower back, allowing you to lean on him. As you did so, his other hand travelled lower, squeezing the plump flesh of your ass before nudging you to jump. You do, and Kakashi caught you firmly, one hand squeezing beneath your thigh while the other remained to support your back. The jump gives you the friction both of you crave, but doesn't satiate further.

Pressing you against the growing tent of his pants, Kakashi whispered, "There's my good girl."

"Am I not always your good girl?" You whined against his lips, letting your left hand rest on the back of Kakashi's neck while the other pressed on the ample muscle of his chest.

Peppering your jaw with kisses and nips, Kakashi shook his head and began to walk you down the hallway to your bedroom. The ache within you grew, upset at his lack of validation. You had tried your best to ignore and warn the man from the confectionary, and yet he was the reason Kakashi wasn't giving you what you wanted.

"Kakashi, please, kiss me," you begged as he pushed the door to your bedroom open with your back. Your husband continued pressing warm, sloppy kisses to the angle of your jaw, laying you down amongst the linen bedsheets. Feeling so criminally empty, you pleaded, "Please, kiss me- my lips... let me show you I'm your good girl."

"You'll only get my lips on yours after you've proved yourself," Kakashi hummed, adding a modest suckle right on the sweet spot under your ear.

You could've melted beneath your husband, but the nagging knot of nerves in your abdomen kept you intact, barely. Clenching around nothing as Kakashi slid his leg between your thighs, you let a shaky breath fall from your lips. Kakashi's head perked up from your neck, looking at your face amusedly.

"What are you supposed to do when another man starts flirting with you?"

You shrug, feeling like you did as much as you could have without being rude. You threw your head back into the sea of white linen and replied, "I dunno. Wait for you, like I always do?"

"You do know, pretty lady." You freeze as Kakashi's right hand floated to your thinly clothed cunt. Drifting his finger over the fabric that covered your slit, you sucked in a moan and Kakashi hummed, "You know, and once you give me the right answer, I'll give you what you want." A stifled scream passes through your pursed lips as his lithe fingers graze your sensitive clit. He repeated, "What are you supposed to do when another man flirts with you?"

"Talk about you," you answered, bucking your hips against your husband's hand and thigh.

"And...?"

With a small amount of pressure, Kakashi's middle finger began laying small circles onto your clit. You gasped, "Tell him... tell him h-how frightening you are... when you're mad."

"No," Kakashi snipped, taking his hand and leg away, making your thighs snap shut. He corrects you, voice filled with a dire intonation, "You tell him I'll kill him."

"Kakashi-"

"If another man ever comes so close to you, tell him his body will be found in five different places."

Despite how sharp his words were, you could feel wetness pooling in your panties. Kakashi's eyes were so serious, and there wasn't a hint of humour in his tone. Just fanning the flames of your arousal, Kakashi still did nothing to quench the heat that devoured every nerve in your body.

"I will," you swore, trying to look as sterling as possible.

Kakashi hummed, slowly letting his left hand slide down the inside of your thigh. You went to squeeze your knees together, but Kakashi immediately separated them with either hand. With a shake of his head, Kakashi slotted himself between your legs again, his massive length straining against the black fabric of his trousers as he rubbed against the sopping cloth of your underwear.

"Fuck, you're so wet for me," he sighed, hanging his head. Then Kakashi looked up at you, the corner of his mouth twitching so hungrily. "I do believe, me having saved you falls under the you-owing-me-one category." You nodded quickly, swallowing the excess spit in your mouth. Kakashi smirked so cruelly, "Look at you, my pretty lady - so eager to please."

"Eager to please you," you affirmed, making Kakashi groan your name as he leaned down to finally give you a proper kiss.

Rutting your hips up, you ground against the twitching bulge in your husband's pants, getting ready to pull turn yourself around. You weren't in a terribly good position to suck Kakashi's cock - he greatly preferred it when you hung your head over the edge of the bed, opening up your throat so perfectly for him to slide down. You could never fit more than half of his length before he was hitting the back of your throat, but if your head was over the edge of the-

It didn't matter. Kakashi moved before you could, slowly moving away from your mouth and down to your jaw. Holding you down slightly, he interspersed your soft neck with gentle sucks and bites, sure to show up as a million love bites the next day.

You had plenty of turtlenecked shirts for the such occasions, but you still found yourself pulling down the neck at various parts of the days you wore them, bragging to each and every one of your friends. They always demanded such lewd details, and you were much obliged to offer up every juicy facet, if only in a private setting. All of them were jealous, so fucking jealous of you, and this was why.

Trailing down to the valley of your chest, Kakashi groaned deeply as his left hand massaged the flesh of your right tit through the fabric of your bra, kneading and squeezing so strongly it elicited a shaky thrum from you. While his hand went up to your shoulder, Kakashi pressed a myriad wet, lingering kisses to the exposed skin of your bust. He pushed the short sleeves of your dress and the strap of your bra off of your shoulder, doing the same to the other side, before Kakashi began tugging the purple dress off of your body entirely. Hastily, he pulled his two top layers off as one, throwing them to the ground with your dress.

"Now who's eager?" You teased as he thumbed the waistband of his trousers.

Feeling a breeze with how quick he is, Kakashi's fingers were nearly sinking into you through your panties. You inhaled sharply as he replied adamantly, "Me. I'm eager."

He would always admit it, quite happily too; Kakashi loved your cunt, in any way he could have you.

Battling his urges, Kakashi was much slower to pull your cotton underwear off than he was with your dress, seeming to greatly enjoy watching strands of your slick pull away with the fabric. He groaned lowly, flicking the soaked cotton to some corner of the room. Cold air flushed against your flaming core, making you clench at the contrast. Slowly, Kakashi lowered to his knees, face to face with your already moistened pussy, and he smiled as you threw your legs around his shoulders.

"Tell me what you want," he commanded lowly, hot breath fanning over your folds.

You swallowed thickly and answered, "I want you, Kakashi, how-ever you wish to have me."

"Fuck, I love you," Kakashi groaned, leaning forward to lick a stripe up your slit. You can see your white and translucent slick on his tongue as he hummed, "You taste so good for me, darling. All that candy, it makes you sweet."

"I love you," you whimpered breathlessly as Kakashi's tongue licked another stripe, entering your folds to get as much of your wetness as he could on his tongue. He swallowed it up, humming to himself lowly before capturing your clit between his lips in a soft suckle. Instantly, you're throwing his headband away and letting your fingers find purchase in your husband's silver tresses. "Stars almighty, Kakashi."

"Mm. That's right, say my name."

Without question, you give in, your husband's name becoming like a prayer as he lapped at your pussy. His tongue swirled around your clit as his long fingers danced around your inner-thigh. The tickle made you shiver, which only seemed to make Kakashi hungrier. Bringing his fingers to your folds, your husband began teasing your entrance with his calloused pads.

Looking down at him, you let out a heavy moan that was felt even in your cunt. Kakashi's eyes were half-lidded as he locked them with yours, and you could recognize how ablaze with desire they were.

"I'm all yours, K-kashi, please," you bit out, starting to feel a whirl in your mind. The fog began to lift, and you could see the light of an orgasm at the end of the tunnel. You ran toward it, calling out Kakashi's name until-

Cold air hits your folds, making you shutter your eyes open. You didn't remember closing them. Looking down to your husband, still with your legs over his shoulders, you babbled a plea, only to be met with another cold blow from Kakashi's very own lips. You whined loudly, throwing your head back into the sheets.

"Where's my good girl gone?" Kakashi wondered aloud in a light tone. He slid down his trousers, lazily pumping his impressive length. Even after so many years, so many encounters, Kakashi's cock always made your lip quiver. As you stared, entranced, he came up your body, slowly pressing your legs up to your chest, and made eye contact with you.

The way Kakashi looked down at you... it almost brought you to tears. Tears of elation, of disbelief, even after all this time. His expression was of playful adoration, of the man you had fallen in love with most ardently so many years ago. But his eyes - they screamed of a dark desire, thousands of thoughts flitting behind his charcoal irises. The uncomfortable nagging of your denied release faded as your heart swelled five sized too big.

Sliding the leaking tip of his cock through your folds, Kakashi lowly chuckled as you squirmed, "I asked you a question, pretty lady."

"You'll just have to ask me again - your eyes are far too distracting," you purred, trying to sound as sultry as you could.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, darling."

Despite his candied tone, Kakashi slapped the tip of his cock against your clit. The jolt made you stutter away, but Kakashi pulled you back with both hands clamped on your hips, before leaning down to hook around your back and remove your bra.

As he threw the plunged bra aside, he murmured, "Be good. Don't you want my cock? Or... would you prefer-"

"I'll be good! I'm good!" You wailed, dragging your slicked folds over your husband's girth. "I want your cock so fucking bad, Kakashi, please, please- I want you, please-"

"Not very good of you, interrupting me," Kakashi mumbled under his breath, his hand wrapping around the base of his cock to line himself up with your velvety entrance. He sighed as the tip of his dick spilled into your warmth, "Oh, but who am I to deny my pretty lady?"

Inch by inch, Kakashi squeezed into you, filling you beyond your wildest imagination. You whimpered, calling out his name as your nails dug into his muscular thighs. No corner of your mind could capture how stuffed-full Kakashi made you feel, it was something you were blown away by every night.

"Fuck- yeah, just a bit more- fuck, you're taking me so well, pretty, pretty, pretty lady," Kakashi groaned lowly as he sank into your warmth, your wetness squelching with the vacuum seal. His hand cupped your cheek, so warm that you couldn't help but lean into his touch as his fingers curled under your jaw. He bottomed out, giving you a second to adjust, cooing, "Such a good girl for me. This pretty pussy's mine, mine alone."

"All yours," you gasped in a squeak. Kakashi groaned, rocking his hips against you. He reached so deep inside of you, you could feel him just below your belly button. You hissed, gripping his thighs, "Kakashi- fuck- you're so- fucking big."

"Mm, and you take everything I give you." Oh, how true the statement was. But your agreement melded to a guttural groan the second Kakashi started moving.

Finally beginning a slow pace of deep strokes, your eyelashes fluttered. Soft moans accompanied every breath as Kakashi started pulling more out, making you feel even more full with every thrust. The sounds of your cunt squelching to accommodate his rapidity fill the room, undercut by the soft slapping of skin.

Putting more pressure on the backs of your knees, Kakashi pushed your legs deeper into your chest. He fucked into you so lovingly that you could see the passion emanating from his body, making all of your muscles simultaneously tense and relax. In a stutter, Kakashi put his left hand on the bed, beside your head, while the other travelled lower to grip your ass. His entire body came closer to you, deepening his movements that much more. Breaths mixing between the two of you, a humidity arose in the room, with a very particular scent.

Enthralled by the sight of his cock disappearing within you, Kakashi's head was tilted slightly down. A stupid smile plastered on your face as you choked back a moan and kissed Kakashi's forehead. His eyes immediately found yours and his hips snapped into yours.

Leaning to connect his lips with yours, Kakashi quickened his pace, swallowing every wanton sound that came from your lips. His tongue Waltzed with yours, leading you in a lovely dance. You reached up, moving one hand over your husband's gorgeously chiseled face as the other squeezed the plump muscles of his shoulder. For a moment, Kakashi let you really get used to his pace, allowing your orgasm to climb to the forefront of your mind once again.

As you climbed the mountain, your walls clenched around your husband's dick, sucking him in further, ushering his precum into your womb. Right on the edge of bliss, your body twitched around, moans becoming more and more obscene.

"Maybe I should stop right now," he groaned, slowing his thrusts painfully.

Vehemently shaking your head, your eyes flew open. "No, K'kashi, no, ple-ase, I was s'close, please, you feel so- so good."

"Tch, how can I deny such a good, beautiful girl?" Kakashi tittered, gradually going back to his original speed. As you sank back in, he pulled you out, asserting firmly, "Look at me when you cum on my dick."

"Kakashi-i-i-" You moaned for a prolonged time, eyes fighting to stay open. Your husband's lip was curled into a darling smile, and the thoughts behind his eyes finally settled. A wide smile stretched across your lips, mouth falling open as you could feel Kakashi's eyes caressing your very soul.

When his hand ghosted around your thigh and intuitively found your clit, shockwaves were sent through your entire body. Just a few beats behind the tempo of Kakashi's thrusts, his middle and ring finger whirled the sensitive bundle of nerves. In only a few more thrusts, you're screaming Kakashi's name as he finally gives you the sweet release.

"Fuckin' stars," he gasped, stilling in your cunt as your walls fluttered and spasmed. "You're s'fuckin' tight, so fucking beautiful."

Smiling up at him, Kakashi pressed another hungry kiss to your lips, before pulling back entirely. He gripped your hips and began snapping into you with more force than he had before.

"Kakashi! Fuck!" You yelled out, hands left to grip his thighs again. Digging your nails into the back of his thighs only seemed to give your husband more vigour. You gasped, "Fucking sensitive, Kakashi, stars-"

"I'm the only one who gets to fuck you like this," he groaned, bottoming out with every thrust. His timing grew uneven, and his strokes got messy, telling you he was nearing his light too. "Such a good girl f'me. Me. Only me."

"I love your cock," you whined, feeling blood rushing to your head, a slight spin percolating.

"M-my perfect wife, fuck- I'm gonna cum, pretty girl." Pulling your flushed body up, Kakashi took you in his arms as he fucked into you, delivering his last few plunging strokes, before he stuttered entirely. He groaned so deeply, you could feel the vibration in his cock, pressed against your cervix, "I fuckin' love fillin' you up."

A heat trickled into you, making you smile as Kakashi thrusted into you a few more times at a relatively lazy rhythm, bringing you a swell of relief. Your husband's cock twitched within you, filling you more and more. With a contented breath, you clenched around him, beckoning his cum further into you.

Bringing you up for another kiss, Kakashi hummed against your lips as he stilled, keeping all of his spend nice and secure within you. He took you up fully, then turned and fell back into the bed. The position had you sinking onto his cock so deliciously as you leaned against his chest.

"I love you, more than anything," you murmured as Kakashi's eyes roamed your face.

A small smile tugged at his lip, bestowing you with a dashing look. "I love you too, pretty lady."

"So, what's your verdict?" You asked with a soft chuckle and a tired undercut.

"What's my what, darling?" He asked, voice slightly rasped.

Reaching to your face, he tucked a lock of hair behind your ear lovingly, which had you biting down on your lower lip. Kakashi's eyes danced over your puffy lips, smile deepening on both of your faces as you laughed,

"Can I have an Amaretto taffy now?"

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eiloveir · 4 months ago

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→﹐naruto hc! <3

‹𝟹 :: ⭑⭒ 🗨 !! 𓏲 what naruto men would be like as boyfriends!

✰ pairing: them x f!reader

✰ warnings: none, except maybe being a bit cringy? it’s rushed too, there might be errors since i didn’t proofread.

i was bored and had nothing to write, so i came up with this idea to occupy someone’s delusional thoughts — though the characters might seem out of their usual paced.

the sunshine boyfriend

uzumaki naruto, rock lee, inuzuka kiba, akimichi choji

a surge of energy that is consistently buoyant in your life. they make you laugh with their jokes and antics, and their contagious laughter and lively humor makes your day. they are the gregarious person that infuses the group with spontaneity and a sense of joy during social events. they may be that social, but beneath that there’s a side that comes out in the way they treat you. they always make sure you feel supported and loved—paying close attention to your happiness and well-being. they are there for you with effort and loyalty, whether it’s celebrating your victories or providing you with comfort during your most vulnerable times and they constantly bring warmth and positivity into your being—in your life, like a ray of sunshine.

the reserved and protective boyfriend

uchiha itachi, hyuga neji, gaara, aburame shino

prioritizes your happiness above all else, their actions speaking volumes about their commitment to your well-being. they don’t rely on words to show their affection; instead, they express their love through thoughtful gestures that make your heart flutter. their confidence in your bond is reassuring—as they know your heart belongs to them alone. they’re attuned to your every need and desire—noticing the smallest details that make you feel truly understood and loved. your relationship with them resembles as each other’s safety nets—like the archers, both are holding onto one another.

the ideal boyfriend

uchiha obito, hatake kakashi, nara shikamaru

they radiate a sophisticated poise and a playful charisma. they always know how to make you laugh and feel at ease while adeptly balancing a relaxed style with courteous care. their dependability make you feel consistently loved—their protectiveness guarantee that you feel safe and treasured. they are the kind that are good at flirting—the tease one and those who can be called a “playboy”—but they are extremely loyal. they are often perceived as having many women in their lives, but in reality, that is just their aura; they only have one person in mind, and that someone is you. they are the combination of carefree and playful, which makes them an ideal partner in every way.

the black cat boyfriend

uchiha sasuke

someone who, like a feline, keeps a cold exterior, appearing remote and aloof. despite his outward demeanor, his heart races in your presence, and he blushes when he sees you. he may reject inquiries about his thoughts with a flippant “it’s nothing,” but his actions scream louder than words, much like a black cat’s intriguing charm. although expressing feelings vocally is difficult for him, he expresses caring through actions and intimate moments shared only with you (just like with the second one)

#i have many ideas but i lost motivation while working on this #might continue if i feel inspired enough to do so #naruto #naruto shippuden #uzumaki naruto #inuzuka kiba #choji akimichi #nara shikamaru #uchiha itachi #uchiha sasuke #hatake kakashi #uchiha obito #hyuga neji #gaara #x reader #naruto imagines

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matchaxberries · 2 months ago

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Day 3: Masked

Kakashi Hatake x F!Reader One-Shot

Warnings: Probably ooc Kakashi, oral-ish f!receiving, light biting, fingering, “doll” being used for reader once, (not proofread!!)

It was rare to find Kakashi with his mask off, only (y/n) really had the privilege of regularly seeing him with it off. Though she adored his face, and kissing his lips, and feeling him against her, she always wondered how the smooth cloth would feel on her lips. If it would be pleasing or get in the way, or even if he had his eye cover on, would it change anything in the bedroom? She wanted her questions to be put to rest, and soon. (Y/n) stretched her arms out with a yawn, patrolling the streets of the Leaf Village.

She looks around and spots her partner doing the same task, just walking the opposite direction. She hums a bit and skips over to him. “Kakashi!~ How is your patrol going?” She questions with a small head tilt. Kakashi brings his book down away from his face, tilting his head back. His one visible eye closes, as he smiles under his mask. “It’s going well. How about yours, (y/n)?” Kakashi usually stays a bit more professional when on the job, even though he walks around reading rather intriguing books. “Hmm… ‘Kashi, what are you reading?” (Y/n) questions, taking his book from his hands to see where he stopped at in his chapter.

Kakashi had no time to protest, as she scans the page a small heat creeps up to her cheeks. “You shouldn’t be reading this when patrolling you know…” she lets out a small sigh. He looks away, giving a small nod in return, (y/n)’s cheeks puff out, “you know you have the real thing, you don’t need those books.” She starts, waving the book around slightly in front of his face. “The real deal won’t let me bend her over anywhere, so I have to read the books instead while I’m on patrol. Unless you’re implying you’ll take me right here, (y/n).” He teases, taking the book from her fingers, giving another closed eye smile, even if you couldn’t see his mouth. (Y/n) opens her mouth to attempt a protest, and he turns on his heel to begin his patrolling again. “Wait- who said I wouldn’t?” She says quickly in his direction, trying not to let the heat settling in her core stop her from her bold advances. She’s had sex with Kakashi multiple times, but it doesn’t stop her from fantasizing of ways they haven’t done it before.

Kakashi lets out a hum, turning back to lightly grab her wrist with his gloved hand. He begins to drag her off, and makes his way behind a building, safely covered by trees and bushes as to not get caught. His book long forgotten, closed in his bag at his side, “you can’t be getting loud on me, (y/n).” He states to her, running his hands through her hair. He pushes her against the back of the building, humming all while he does so, he goes to pull his mask down from his face, and (y/n)’s hands reach up to stop him. “Uhm- can we try, with your mask on, ‘Kashi?” She adverts her gaze from his own, he gives a small nod, and attempts a kiss placing his clothed mouth over her own. She gives a small noise, feeling how the cloth keeps her from exactly what she’s craving, it’s soft against her lips.

Kakashi pulls away, and tilts her head to the side so he has access to her neck, he has a quick internal debate about how he’s going to do anything, though he decides on pressing his nose against her, and nipping at her through the cloth. The way his teeth feel dulled down against her causes her to squirm against the wall. It’s not enough at all, though at the same time it’s plenty to keep her going. He continues biting at her through the cloth, trailing his way down to her shoulders, the cold metal of his headband hits against her lightly on an occasion, not that she minds too much. He takes his mouth off of her, a bit displeased with how little marks his teeth left because of the cushioning of the mask. He goes to his knees rather quickly, pulling her pants away from her leaving her standing in underwear, his face right at her heat. “In my book, earlier, they were similar, you won’t mind if I get a taste tight?” He questions, (y/n) gives a small nod, letting him know he can continue on. He presses his clothed nose, right against her own clothed cunt, he breathes in. “Your smell is always lovely…” He comments mostly to himself, he begins to attempt to lick, his mask becoming wet as he does so, and finally the wetness hits her own fabric, wetting her clit as he pushes against it.

He runs his hands up her thighs, using his nose to stimulate her lightly. He uses a finger to pry her underwear to the side pressing a digit against her hole. (Y/n) lets out a small noise, placing her hands in his hair in the process. He dips a finger in, feeling her wet walls against such, (y/n) gives a small gasp, biting back to keep herself quiet. He moves to place his moth right over her entrance, prodding at it with his tongue, creating a soiled patch right on his mask. He inhales her scent as much as possible, almost thrusting at the air from that alone. He continues rubbing his nose against her clit, dipping his finger in deeper beginning to pump it in and out hastily. (Y/n) squeezes her eyes shut, reeling forward ever so slightly. He adds another finger to her entrance, (y/n) feels the way his mask is slowly dampening more while sitting face first at her heat, a feeling begins to creep into the pit of her stomach. She squeezes her legs together as much as possible, Kakashi’s other hand keeping her thighs apart just enough to continue. (Y/n) gives a quick ‘hggh!’ As she feels her insides clench around his slender digits, Kakashi slowly fingers her a few more times, letting her ride off her high. She begins to pant lightly, keeping quiet was more of a struggle than she originally thought.

“Good job (y/n)~” he comments, pulling his fingers out of her, and moving his face away from her cunt. He moves her underwear back to cover her up, standing up with a small stretch. “Awh, you ruined my mask huh?” He sniffs in again, he pulls his mask off of his face with his non-sticky hand, and he smiles to her once his mouth is visible. He puts the mask into his bag at his side, and pries (y/n)’s lips apart lightly with his soiled fingers, sticking them in. “Clean them up like a good girl.” He lightly demands, her tongue wraps around his digits as she tastes her own juice. Once deemed clean, he takes his fingers from her mouth, and places a kiss right to it, finally un-masked. They linger for a moment, continuing their kiss. Kakashi pulls away first, and (y/n) gives him a small pout, he pulls a new mask from his pocket, placing it back over his face. “We should get back to work mhm?” He rubs a thumb across her cheek, giving her a soft look, and helping her pull her pants back to herself, and helps straighten up her look.

(Y/n) smiles up at him, “I think after patrol you should fuck me with the mask on, you’d look good looming over me like that. And your breathing would get heavier.” She lightly pushes herself into his chest, hugging him, before stretching her arms in the air above herself. He hugs back, and watches her stretch, “yeah, okay. I’ll look forward to it doll.” He turns and makes his way out from behind the building and through the bushes, she watches him go with a small smile, and waits a moment before exiting from the opposite side, just in case of anyone being around.

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strawberrystepmom · 1 year ago

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pairing: werewolf!kakashi hatake x f!reader

word count: 5.2k

about: your boyfriend leaves you alone for one week every month and you can never seem to put your finger on why. convinced he’s cheating, you book a romantic getaway to pin him down and figure him out. while preparing to leave, you instead discover the hairy secret he has been keeping from you all this time.

contents: nsfw - mdni. cw knotting, cw mating, cw breeding kink. miscommunication with resolution, established relationship, piv sex, vaginal fingering, reader has breasts and is referred to as pretty and mate multiple times, reader has pubic hair, few mentions of birth control (reader is on it but method is not specified), sloppy and messy sex (saliva is mentioned but there is no specific instance of spitting)

notes: part of thot-o-ween 2023! ngl i had the most fun writing this one out of the whole group this far and i hope that it shows and you enjoy reading it! thanks for the support the last four weeks and i'm so glad we are getting into the thick of the good stuff now. ♡

“Don’t be ridiculous, he absolutely adores you.”

Despite the consistent reassurance of your best friend, you aren’t certain that your boyfriend Kakashi does adore you.

It’s not that he isn’t wonderful because he is. Supportive, serious without being a bore, and surprisingly humble - these are all things it takes no effort for you to feel and say about him. Despite this, you can’t shake the nagging distrust you’ve felt since he told you he’s going on his once a month week long business trip. Unfortunately, this time it coincides with a romantic getaway you tried to book for the two of you as a surprise. Despite days of trying to convince yourself that it’s nothing and you have nothing to worry about with his cyclical departures, you have a really bad feeling.

“I can’t explain it but my intuition is going crazy. It feels like he’s lying to me.”

Your mind has played through all of the reasonable possibilities for his departure and is now filtering through the unreasonable ones. The “he has a family he’s hiding from me” paranoia pings between your ears like a racing pinball and your friend can tell, her face set in a displeased frown. She has been placating you for the past five months, politely shoving you in the direction of speaking your mind to the man, but she knows you’re uncomfortable with the idea.

She reaches across the small table the two of you sit at, dotted with discarded napkins and cups full of rapidly melting ice, and grabs your hands between hers. You appreciate the gesture and squeeze her fingers with your thumbs, smiling softly.

“You already know my advice because I’ve given it freely. What you do next is completely up to you.”

Nodding, you know she’s right. She has told you to confront him, to snoop, to follow him and these all sound like wonderful ways to handle the issue in theory. In practice, though? That’s a different story.

Dropping her hands and picking your phone up from the table, you sigh and open the little green bubble that is the messages app. Kakashi’s thread is at the top of your list and you open it, smiling looking at his sweet wishes of a good evening with your friend.

Hope you’re having fun. See you soon. 😊

“I booked that cabin before he told me he was leaving, do you think I should still tell him about it?”

Your friend nods firmly, sticking to her earlier advice.

“Yes, you should have told him as soon as you planned the getaway but maybe he can arrange something with work if he knows. It’s still a week out.”

Sighing, you nod in agreement and tap out a message in response to your boyfriend, worrying your lower lip between your teeth.

I know this is kind of off the cuff and you already told me you’re going to be gone but I booked a cabin for all of next week for the two of us. If you can’t make it, I understand. Romantic surprises are so hard sometimes!

The message whooshes and shows as sent, the blue text bubble sitting as heavy as the anxiety in your stomach. It’s long winded and something you probably should have said in person rather than via text but considering how nauseous you already feel anticipating his answer, you think this may have been for the best. You lock your phone and place it back down, not wanting to stare at the screen any longer, and the waitress comes to drop off your check.

Just as you reach for the little black tray with your receipt, your phone pings and your eyebrows raise. You smile at the waitress as you slide your card onto the tray and send her off, picking up your phone as soon as it’s not rude to do so.

You are so thoughtful. Don’t worry about not saying something sooner, I will see what I can figure out. Thank you for doing something so sweet.

Maybe your mind really has been playing tricks on you. It’s hard to hide your grin as you pass the phone across the table and your friend smiles as she reads as well, holding her hands out and tilting her head.

“See? Good communication is key.”

You know she’s right.

Across town, though, Kakashi paces the floor of his bedroom wondering how the fuck he is going to make this work.

How he ended up landing someone like you is still beyond his rational understanding. You are too good to be true and booking a surprise romantic getaway, in any other situation, would be a gift. A luxury, even. Time spent with you, secluded, watching the autumn leaves fall? He couldn’t dream of anything more but next week simply does not work for him.

Pressing the screen of his phone wildly, he swipes through apps until he finds his moon phase tracker, popping open the calendar to see when exactly the full moon falls. He’ll get more details from you later but if you booked it from Monday to Sunday, he may be able to pull off leaving early but staying for most of the time. The full moon falls on Friday and realistically if he spent the week with you up until Thursday, he may be able to pull it off.

Sighing, he slumps down on the edge of his bed and scrubs his hand over his face. The luck he has had over the last few months hiding his secret from you has been nothing short of fortuitous and he’s glad for your trust in him even though it eats him up to lie about his whereabouts for a week every single month.

Putting you at risk is the last thing the man would ever want to do so he’s already taking a huge chance trying to make this week work knowing that his hormones are stronger in certain months rather than others. He has felt overcome by his instincts this entire month, it’s the reason he has buried himself in busy work rather than spending his free time with you, but he knows that if he hangs you out to dry this week it could result in him losing you.

That’s simply not an option he’s willing to entertain so he will figure it out despite how it makes his gut twist and his mind race.

Swiping off of the moon cycle app, he opens his messages and the cursor blinks at him tauntingly while he considers what to say.

I can come along Monday through Thursday if that’s alright with you?

Tapping the little blue arrow that sends the message off to you, he feels a weight on his shoulders that he can’t quite name. It’s sadness because he knows eventually he’ll have to tell you the truth about himself or let you go but selfishly, he wants to put it off for as long as he possibly can.

Something about you makes him believe that those old stories his dad told him growing up about their kind having fated mates may have been true. His mother was his father’s mate, she knew of his secret and kept it until the day she died, and despite this harsh world, Kakashi has always kept the smallest kindling of hope that it could be true.

Then he met you and his body all but told him it was, the ruts coming more consistently and stronger, lasting for longer than they ever have. What started as one day a month he had to hide away to keep from exposing himself became two days, and then three, and then an entire week having to seclude himself from you to keep from giving into his more base urges.

Another sigh leaves the man and he taps his feet against the floor beneath them impatiently, clutching his phone in his palm. Three pings in succession make him lift it to his face, squinting slightly thanks to the brightness of the screen, but he smiles reading your words.

Omg yay!!!

I’m glad to get you for even that long

Thank you for making it work for me

It’ll be a risk but he’s willing to take it to see your pretty smile and to spend time cozied up reading and watching your silly shows and enjoying each other.

It’ll all be worth it as long as he can keep control.

The days leading up to the trip pass uneventfully for you but Kakashi feels differently with each hour that passes, especially today.

He’s hot. Cloyingly and overwhelmingly, to the point he has to lay on his couch in nothing but boxers and an old tank top dug out of the back of his dresser drawer to try and cool down. Sweat glistens across his skin and his very bones ache, all of the blood in his body running to his cock and making it impossible for him to think.

When you arrive at his apartment to spend the night in order to make leaving in the morning simpler, you’re shocked to see him lying on the couch with one hand down his boxers halfheartedly playing with his hard cock with one arm thrown over his eyes. His cheeks are pink and he’s panting, only glancing up briefly when the door opens and shuts. He scrambles to sit up but you can tell he’s struggling, his abs tensing with every breath he takes.

“Oh babe, are you alright?”

Dropping your bags at the front door, you rush to his side and kneel on the ground next to where he is strewn across the sofa. You press the back of your hand to his clammy cheek and coo, your other hand tangling in his unruly hair and combing it away from his forehead. He doesn’t uncover his eyes but his breathing is so heavy you worry something is seriously wrong with him.

“Kakashi, what’s wrong? Are you sick? Do you need to go to urgent care?”

He shakes his head and groans, chest still heaving and you notice the tip of his cock peeking above the waistband of his boxers. It looks the same as you remember it in every way except for the color - so red, as if it’s blushing to be spotted and leaking a pool of sticky pre-cum onto the barely exposed skin his tank top isn’t covering. You know the two of you have been too busy the last several days to spend much quality time together and sex hasn’t been possible but you’ve never seen someone so horny they’re actually ill because all current signs point to that being the exact issue.

“Talk to me. What’s going on?”

Embarrassment keeps him from opening up. Kakashi is ashamed of who he is, a beast more than a man, and he’s even more ashamed that he has no way of keeping the secret from you any longer. This rut is too strong and he needs you to leave lest his instincts take over his logic. Pulling his arm from over his eyes, he tries to sit up and you assist him to the best of your ability, his cock throbbing through the thin fabric of his boxers and catching your eye despite your attempts to focus on his handsome face. His stormcloud colored eyes have never looked more tumultuous than they do right now and you reach out to cup his face, only for him to gently grasp your wrist and pull you away.

“Don’t touch me.”

The look on your face, brows pinched and mouth agape, reminds him that he’s a monster and not a man and he should have never brought you into his life. The only thing he can do is hurt you. His grip on your wrist is gentle and he loosens it further but you capture his hand in your own, eyes brimming with tears of frustration.

“Please tell me what’s happening,” your voice cracks as you speak and you feel warm tears spill down your face, irritated by your own ability to hold it together, but your worst fears are coming true in front of you. Something is off about your boyfriend, you were right, and now he’s denying your touch when he clearly needs it. “I just want to know the truth.”

The truth would be a heavy burden for both of you and the last thing he wants to do is force you to carry it with him despite the pleading look in your eyes and your quivering bottom lip.

“What are you hiding from me?”

Your voice cracks again and his heart breaks all over, gray eyes trained on your face despite his disgust with himself. Despite the tears and the way they blur your vision, you scan his face and drink in every feature because despite how you feel right now, you love this man. You were hoping to tell him so this week, tucked away in the idyllic countryside, and now you feel the dream slipping away from you.

“Are you married? Do you have another life?”

Desperation for the truth makes your hands shake and he shakes his head, blowing a breath out of his lips. He continues to feel so hot it’s painful, like he’s burning alive, and he is resisting inhaling and choosing to breathe through his mouth instead to keep from catching your scent that is gradually replacing all of the fresh air in the apartment.

Allowing you to hold his hand, he sits forward and looks you in the eyes. If his gut feeling is real, if what he believes about you is true, then he needs to be honest. If you are his mate then you’ll understand. His voice shakes when he speaks and you scoot forward on your knees, closing the distance between your bodies as much as possible, still kneeling on the floor next to him.

“I think I should be offended that you’d even think that about me.”

Despite yourself, you laugh and he hides a smile of his own, eyes darting away from you. He pulls you up to your feet and scoots over on the couch, hissing as you occupy his space even further. You are affecting him more strongly than you ever have and his self control thins with every moment that passes.

“I’m sorry, I just don’t know what else to think. The weeks away, the secrecy, all of it…my mind has filled in the blanks I don’t understand.”

Kakashi nods. He understands, he truly does, knowing that his behavior has been less than exemplary while he has tried to keep his secret from you, but he wants to right his wrong while his mind is still clear. His cock throbs angrily, still pressing against the bottom of his stomach even while he sits, and he knows it’s now or never.

“This is going to sound ridiculous but I’m not what you think I am.”

Tilting your head to the side, you look over your handsome boyfriend and wonder what he could mean. Is he lying about his job or where he’s from? He can tell you aren’t following so he looks away from you and tries again, spitting out the words he himself has tried to run from his entire life.

“I’m only half a man, the other half of me is something else entirely.”

Again, you look lost and he grasps your hands in his own hot ones and chuckles, letting his eyes shut.

“Werewolf. I’m a werewolf.”

He opens his eyes at the sound of your surprised laughter and he’s met with the smile he has found himself falling more in love with every single day, your nose scrunching the way he finds utterly adorable.

“Kakashi…” you start but he squeezes your hands and shoots you a look so earnest you feel guilty for ever questioning him. His cheeks have turned from pink to flaming red, the same color as the engorged tip that is still peeking out over the top of his boxers. Your jaw drops and he groans, eyes falling to your lips.

“What is happening right now is called a rut and unbonded men like me go through them occasionally.” You nod, understandingly. You are always unfailingly kind and patient to him, more so than he deserves for lying to you all these months. He takes your silence as permission to keep speaking and you remove your hand from his to push his sweat slicked hair off of his forehead, noticing the way his nostrils flare with your touch. “Mine have been happening more frequently than that, though, because of you.”

He expects to have lost you again and to see confusion on your face when his eyes flit up to look at you but instead he sees a sweet, almost nervous, half smile. You don’t know what he means or how you could possibly be affecting his rut but the insinuation that you have this strong of an impact on him is flattering to say the least.

Arousing too, you think while pressing your thighs together. Your focus shifts from the heat in your own core to Kakashi and you lean your head on his shoulder.

“How can I help you through this?”

Your boyfriend is far from shocked that this is your next question for him but he’s grateful, shaking his head and gazing at you nervously from the corner of his eye. You have been surprisingly okay with everything so far, or at least it seems like it, but he worries how you’ll react if he tells you everything.

“Well, ruts are usually resolved by…well, for lack of a better word, mating.” Nodding, you keep your cheek pressed to his shoulder. “It’s not just, you know, having sex like we usually do. It’s more than that.”

You shift where you sit and he watches you intently, gasping when you move to straddle him and sit on top of his thighs. His bulge presses against your core and you hum, still combing your fingers through his hair. Those instincts he was dreading continue to work at him, his mind all but overwhelmed with the sight and scent of you, and his mouth fills with saliva.

“I can handle a few days of fucking if that’s what will make you feel better,” you smile and press a kiss to his forehead, his hands finding their way to your hips and holding them tightly. His grip is harsher than he has ever touched you but it doesn’t hurt, it’s simply anchoring you in place. “But if that’s not all, I will do anything you need.”

He chuckles lowly, the sound sexy and ringing in your ears, and you instinctively grind down on his lap to relieve the tension of your own arousal. It doesn’t take much to turn you on, not when it comes to him, but the mystery of what you have to look forward to makes your head swim.

“I, uh…well, I’d need to knot you.”

Your eyebrows raise and your eyes glisten with mischief watching him search for the right thing to say.

“What does that entail?”

Again he sighs, cock throbbing painfully, and you press your lips to his forehead again. He holds you in place to keep your hips from grinding or bumping against him. His mind is growing fuzzier with each passing second and he doesn’t need the encouragement of your luscious hips to turn him into something he can’t explain away with a conversation. He’s teetering on the edge of it anyway.

“You’re familiar with my dick, of course, but when I’m rutting it’s different. It’s…” He trails off again and you reach down between your bodies, snapping the elastic waistband of his boxers. You smirk, the little temptress that you are, and he groans in defeat.

“Show me.”

Despite his brain telling him not to, he nods, happy to bend to your whims as long as you’re okay with what you see. He shifts where he sits, keeping you anchored to his lap with one hand and he uses the other to pull his boxers down around his thighs. You gasp when you notice the thickened base, larger than you’ve ever seen it and swollen.

“This is your knot?”

He nods, eyes fixed on your face as you inspect the newest part of his anatomy, to you anyway, and he’s relieved to see nothing but curiosity on your face. Your hand drifts back between your bodies and you squeeze the base of him, his knot almost too large for your hand to wrap around, and his hips buck into the touch. He pants, chest heaving with each breath, but you keep your grip intact.

“So let me make sure I have this right,” you start and he nods to indicate that he’s listening despite the overwhelming pleasure he’s feeling at your touch, lower lip tucked between his teeth. “You need to knot your mate to get through this and feel better?”

He nods again, happy that he doesn’t have to explain the gory details and that you were able to fill in the blanks on your own.

“Do you know who your mate is? Is it someone I need to go find for you?”

Shaking his head, his brows furrow.

“You are my mate. That’s the only explanation why my body is reacting like this to everything about you.”

His voice sounds strained, struggling to hold onto his humanity with each passing second. You mercifully let go of his knot, the relief on his face disappearing when you do, and you lean forward, just inches from his lips.

“Then fuck your mate and feel better, baby.”

Sealing your offer by pressing your lips against his, you’re shocked to find that they’re as hot as his hands, his body, his cheeks, but they feel like home to you and the sloppy sound of your tongues running against one another in open mouthed kisses fill your ears. His grip on your hip tightens and he does his best to remain gentle as he slides you off of his lap and places you on your back on the sofa below you. He pauses for a moment to glance over your face, to be absolutely certain that you still want this, and you smile at him.

Reaching for the button of your jeans, he helps you slide them off and tosses them across the room, your panties coming off with them and the rest of your clothes in short order. He wants to shred them, to see the pieces fall and flutter away from your beautiful body, but he holds himself back.

This is just the beginning of his rut, after all, and the two of you are bound to have a very interesting week ahead of you so he savors this moment, the first that he can be who he really is in front of someone he loves.

It’s freeing and terrifying but his cock is throbbing so painfully he can’t focus on anything else.

“Tell me if I’m hurting you, okay?”

You nod when he slots himself between your spread legs, his boxers and tank top gone. Your cunt pulses at the sight of him, walls clenching almost painfully around nothing as you look at the size of his knot and wonder how you’re meant to fit it inside of you, but he quiets your wandering mind by leaning down and pressing his chest to yours, kissing you sloppily.

“God I love you,” he mutters and you hum in agreement.

His mouth is wetter than it ever has been, a side effect of his current state, and saliva drips down both of your chins and drips into the valley between your breasts. You moan into his mouth and your hips cant and grind against his erection that slips into the cleft between your pussy lips and he feels himself slipping further and further into the basest of his needs, the warm slick seeping from your cunt a nectar he can no longer resist.

Kakashi’s fingers slide down your body, dragging through the pool of saliva between your breasts, down your torso, across your belly button, and finally down to your aching pussy. He makes himself useful quickly, one of his long digits replacing his cock and running through your soaked folds. You whine, hips bucking, and he increases the pressure of his finger as he slides it over your slippery clit.

“My pretty little mate is so eager for me, huh?”

Nodding dumbly, you spread your legs further hoping he’ll take the hint to get moving to where you need him the most. Your eyes dart from his face to where his finger slowly slides inside of you, warmth accommodating the digit with ease thanks to how soaked you are, and sweet relief washes over you. Tipping your head back, you softly moan beneath him while he works you open for him - he’ll need all the help he can get if you’re going to take his knot, and a second finger joins the first while his thumb massages your clit just the way you like.

“Oh baby, you feel so good.”

You nod and hum, hips grinding into every thrust of his fingers in and out of you, the sound of your own sloppy pussy making your breaths stutter. Who would have guessed you’d be so into finding out your boyfriend’s not so little secret?

His fingers continue to spread you open, shifting and grinding against the spot deep inside he knows drives you wild, and you know you’re about to cum for the first time tonight when his thumb grinds small circles directly into your sensitive clit. Your back arches off of the couch and you clench around his fingers, mumbling his name. His lips find yours, chests still pressed together, and you whimper into his mouth while your legs shake.

Withdrawing his fingers from inside of you, he holds them up and spreads them apart, breaking away from your lips long enough to let you look at the slick that webs between them when he does. You gasp, his fingers glistening with your arousal, and he smirks.

“Think you’re wet enough for me now. Gonna stuff you full of me, is that what you want?”

Nodding, you shiver, catching a glimpse of the hunger in his eyes. He’s the same man you love and have known for all this time but there’s a hunger you can’t wait to sate dancing in his eyes. Your cunt clenches again, finally ready for more after your orgasm, and he reaches between your bodies to position himself at your entrance.

The first inch isn’t anything you aren’t used to but you still gasp as he slides himself inside of you, your nails digging into his shoulder while his blunt head prods at your eager cunt, slipping inside with ease. He sinks deeper and deeper and you gasp breathlessly when he stops just short of the inflamed knot at the base of his cock.

“Can’t go all the way in, not yet,” he explains, grinding his hips and guiding them to make sure the head of his cock brushes against the same spot his fingers were just working. You are breathless, wordless, and completely overwhelmed, deciding to let him have his way with you however he needs. His hands travel the expanse of your waist, settling on either side of it, thumbs brushing the underside of each of your breasts that bounce slightly with each movement he makes.

He isn’t satisfied keeping his hands at your waist, though, and one travels back down your stomach and rests in the hair covering your mound. He loves the feeling of the hair between his fingers and he stretches his hand so that his thumb brushes against your clit, maintaining steady pressure on the bud while he grinds and thrusts in and out of you.

“Baby,” you coo from beneath him and he smirks, leaning forward enough to fold your legs up against your sides. Your thighs are pressed against your torso and your knees rest by your ears, the shift in position making you groan, shocked at how deep he is despite the whole of him not even being inside of you. “Need it all, Kakashi, please.”

How can he deny you when you ask so sweetly and he’s so close to cumming himself?

Shifting his own position so that he is practically mounting you, the front of his thighs pressed to the backs of yours. It feels like you can hardly breathe with how he has you folded but you don’t mind, succumbing to the mind numbing pleasure of the additional inches of him slowly sinking inside of you.

“Tell me if it hurts, okay?”

You nod, licking your lips, and he continues to push what remains of his cock inside of you. His hips grind and shift and you do your best to lift your own to meet him but he stills you with the hand spread over your pelvis, pressing directly on your clit while you stretch to accommodate his knot that slowly slips inside of you.

The stretch is delicious and your lashes flutter against your cheek, eyes rolling back into your skull. He thrusts shallowly, not wanting to release his knot from your warmth, but he gives in quickly and withdraws his knot. You gasp at the loss of the fullness but he’s quick to rectify his wrong, slipping his knot back into you in a quick motion that leaves you breathless.

“Full,” you spit out with a nod and he chuckles, dipping his head to kiss you again.

“Not as full as I’d like you to be but soon.”

You giggle and kiss him back, his grunts and pants against your lips making you whimper. He’s so sexy and you’re so full of him, your head spinning when his grunts increase in a way you know means that he’s close. His cock spasms inside of you and his thumb doubles down on its ceaseless pace on your clit, his knot swelling as he groans and fills you with his release. His knot remains swollen and keeps his cock in place, the warmth of his spend filling your pussy.

Reaching for his face, you grab both of his cheeks and kiss him, his thumb still rubbing idle circles on your clit until your hips jerk and the sensation becomes too much.

“I love you,” you return his earlier sentiment with a smile against his mouth. He smiles and kisses you back, the two of you afraid to part and technically unable with his engorged knot still inside of you.

“We have to stay like this for a little while,” he explains and you nod, eyes glossy and body limp. “Instincts say I have to make it take even if we both know it won’t.”

Smiling, you keep your grip on his face and kiss him again.

“Do you feel better?”

He nods, sighing contentedly.

“For now but we have a long week ahead of us and the full moon is on Friday.”

Dots connect in your head and you giggle, wrapping your legs around his waist while he gradually shifts and rests his head on your chest.

“Good thing we’ll be all alone in the woods then, huh?”

Kakashi chuckles and nods, kissing you between your breasts.

“My thoughts exactly.”

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felixtrash469-blog · 3 months ago

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Professor Hatake x reader

Parings: Hatake Kakashi x reader

Reader Gender: They/them pronouns - AFAB

Genre: Smut - Minors do not interact

Other: University AU (Separated into years), Alpha Kakashi, Omega reader. Professor Kakashi, Student reader, Slight breeding kink, Marking, F/N (First name) over Y/N (Your name) used

Kakashi organized his papers that were strewn across the desk. He sighed, lining them up and preparing for the staff meeting. He made his way down the hall to meet with the other professors. Wandering in, only slightly late, he watched all eyes flick to him. Iruka gave him a disappointing look as he took his seat beside him.

“Now that all professors are present, let’s discuss the students. Is there any trends, concerns or issues arising?” Konoha was a small university, consisting of only 50 students in each year. This cohort of professors taught the 3rd years in their respective subjects, Iruka focusing on history, Gai in Physical education, Orochimaru in chemistry, there were more teachers, but he didn’t interact much with them. Kakashi himself taught biology, with a focus on how each of the different special gendered possibilities interacted with each other. A special interest of his was guessing which category each person fit into, Alpha, Beta or an Omega. Kakashi himself, being an Alpha could normally sense when other alphas or omegas were on heat, but there were no other known signs on how to tell in current research. His eyes swept the table, Iruka was a beta without a doubt. He’d known the man long enough to know he’s never gone into heat; he had barely taken a sick day. Gai was also an alpha, taking off 2 weeks every six months. Tsunade was… looking at him angrily.

“If we may steal just a moment of your attention, it would be greatly appreciated Kakashi.”

“Of course, the question?”

“The student F/N L/N has been missing for a week and hasn’t informed anyone. Do you have any idea of their whereabouts?”

“I can’t say I do, sorry.”

F/N L/N was an average student in his class. Not the best but far from the worst. Mostly came in and did their work before leaving for the next class. It wasn’t unusual for a student to take a day off here and there and not inform anyone, but a week without telling any professor was cause for some alarm. The students were adults, in their 20’s; by this point, they could handle their work fine. The greatest concern was that the majority lived alone and if they got hurt, they had no one to help them.

“Who has the least amount of classes for the day?”

Every professor around the table mumbled out their remaining classes. Kakashi was the only one without classes. Tsunade didn’t hesitate.

“Kakashi, come to my office after this meeting. I will provide you with F/N’s address and you are to go check on them and ensure their safety. “

There goes his afternoon. The one day he has a free slot to mark papers, taken by Tsunade’s wishes.

The meeting continued without further discussion on Kakashi’s behalf. There were no trends or concerns in his class, he wasn’t even sure why he had to attend these meetings. A better use of his time was to work on the next topic for the class.

Once the meeting had concluded, he followed Tsunade to her office. She shuffled around through the student paper, attempting to locate F/N’s file. She finally placed a file on the desk, a small picture of F/N on the front. He had to admit, if they weren’t his student, he would have found them at the very least, slightly attractive. Tsunade copied down the address on a sticky note, handing it to Kakashi.

“Just go make sure they’re okay. You can have the rest of the day off. Consider it a thank you for checking on them. Pack up and head over now.”

“I’ll tell you how they are on Monday.”

“Sure, have a good weekend Kakashi.”

Kakashi reviewed the note on the way to his office, it wasn’t far, a 20-minute walk, if that. At least he got an early Friday out of it.

Kakashi packed up his things, looking over at his half-written work. The work for the next lesson sat, glaring at him. ‘The effects of marking on Omegas’. An important topic for anyone looking to go into the research of alphas and omegas. Kakashi would have to finish it Monday, possibly read up on sources over the weekend to reference.

It wasn’t as if he had marked anyone himself. Most of the sources he read explained it as euphoric, a once in a lifetime feeling that could never be replicated. It was apparently something that came on instinct to mark when either the omega or alpha was in heat. Kakashi had specifically avoided that. He would never sleep with someone when they were on heat, after all, it could bring on his own. On his own heat, he would lock himself away. Marking was a bonded for life sort of deal, not something he was interested in.

As Kakashi walked towards his student’s house, he reviewed the topics he had covered so far. Most were surrounding the mating ritual research or lack-there-of. It was still so under researched. Lost in his thoughts, he had finally reached his destination. Walking up to the door, he raised his hand to knock.

There was a sweet smell drifting in the air. The smell was hard to explain. When F/N opened the door, the smell hit him like a ton of bricks. The pheromones of an omega, something he had smelt before but never this close. Kakashi could feel his instincts igniting at the scent.

“Professor Hatake?”

You stood in front of him. Your face was flushed and your lips looked unbelievably glossy. You stood in front of him in a long t-shirt and what he would hope was panties underneath.

“H-hello F/N. I just came by to check on you and make sure you’re okay.”

Your eyes looked glazed, and you seemed completely out of touch with reality. There was no denying that you were in heat. Kakashi tried to advert his eyes.

“’s okay, professor, you smell really good.”

You were definitely out of it and too far gone to think straight. Kakashi could feel his pheromones start to build as he stood in your presence. He had to leave, his heat would come on quickly standing in your presence and he could already feel the rush of lust heading straight down.

“Yes, well, now that I can see you’re safe, I should take my leave.”

You stepped out a little from behind the door catching his wrist. The jolt of excitement it sent through Kakashi was dangerous.

“Professor, why don’t you stay a little while?”

Kakashi looked at you, your eyes were half lidded now, a desire filled gaze looked down at the connected hands. You tugged Kakashi back a little, the smell from your apartment hit him again. He was losing all sense and allowed himself to be tugged into the apartment. He knew he fucked up when the door clicked behind him, but he had lost all will to fight against it.

You sat Kakashi on the couch, sparing only a single moment before seating yourself on his lap. Kakashi couldn’t stop looking at your face, your perfect lips, just begging to be kissed. Your eyes and the way they trailed down his body, almost filled with excitement when you saw the tightness of his pants.

“Forgive me professor, but I can’t help myself.”

You reached down, pulling down his mask and connecting your lips. The session between you two became a heated mess of tongues as you eased themselves to sit on top of Kakashi’s dick. He could feel your wetness soak into his pants. Kakashi grinded up into them, making you moan into the kiss. Finally pulling away for air, a trail of saliva connected your lips. Kakashi went straight for the neck, kissing and sucking on your sweet spots. Hands started to wonder and Kakashi gripped your right breast, feeling the smooth skin under his hand. The nipple was unbelievably hard for him, he knew you were horny, but he didn’t realise you were this desperate.

Kakashi broke away from your neck, seeing the red and purple forming where he had been a tad rough. He flipped their positions so that you were laying on the couch. Kakashi removed both of their shirts, finally getting the perfect view of your breasts. Kakashi didn’t waste a second, dipping his head to suck on your nipple. He reached his hand up to play with the other while you mewled underneath him. He could feel his dick twitch in anticipation at what was to come. He could only imagine the pre-cum that was leaking out of his throbbing erection. Kakashi released the nipple from his hand, chuckling a little at the annoyed noise you made. His hand trailed slowly down, slipping past the elastic of your panties. He could feel how wet you were for him. His hands hadn't yet found their way inside of you and they were already slippery with your arousal.

When Kakashi finally slipped a finger in, he heard a groan of pleasure. He moved his mouth to the other nipple, leaving a trail of saliva before slipping another finger in. He pumped slowly in and out at first, his fingers curling while inside, trying to find the perfect spot. That didn’t last long as you started grinding on his fingers, trying to gain more friction, more movement, more of him.

“Patience baby, I promise to stuff you full of my cock soon.”

Truthfully, it was taking everything in Kakashi to not just do it now. His heat response had kicked in enough that he needed to fuck you into oblivion but not enough to forgo ensuring you were prepped enough to handle him.

Removing his fingers, he scissored them, watching as your arousal connected between the two digits. Kakashi brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean.

“You taste so good F/N. If you feel even half as good, I won’t be able to stop myself from fucking you all night.”

Kakashi reached down to remove your panties, sniffing the pheromones off them before flinging them away. He didn’t hesitate, moving to free his erection next. He watched a little as you sat up, eyeing his dick as it sprung free. Kakashi removed the rest of his clothing before spreading the pre-cum over his length. He knew he was decently sized, a bit on the girthy side and he could see in your eyes the excitement build.

Kakashi moved his length between your folds, gathering your arousal before lining himself up. When he finally thrusted in, he lost all control. He pounded his way in, all the way to the hilt. He could just hear you moan mix with his own. Kakashi wasn’t escaping this, he was going to keep fucking you until he knew you were pregnant with his child. Until you were so filled with his cum that you became swollen.

Kakashi started moving and he was sure he was seeing stars. The way your velvety walls suck him in and clenched around him, the sound of your arousal coating his dick, creating a squelch every time he moved back in. He was sure this was heaven. Kakashi reached down to your clit, thumb rubbing in circles as you squirmed underneath him. The pleasure was almost unbearable, the mix of all the sensations drove him wild. When you reached up and dragged your nails across his back, his body reacted pleasingly.

Kakashi couldn’t stop himself from thrusting, pulling out to the tip and going back into the hilt. The thrusts were hard and fast. He used his free hand to pin your hip to the bed to stop you from moving. Your walls were clenching more, and he could smell how close you were to climaxing. Kakashi moved his thumb faster on your clit and when he felt your walls fluttered and clamp on his dick, the urge to mark you came. Kakashi had never felt like this before, he wanted it forever. He was so close to cumming, you were under him, begging for more, a steady flow of ‘don’t stop’ and ‘fuck me harder professor’ spilling from your lips.

“’m going to cum. I’m going to fill you up with my seed. You’re going to get pregnant for me. Is that what you want baby? You want to carry around your professor’s baby?”

Kakashi heard you choke out a ‘please Kakashi, fill me up’ between sobs of pleasure. At the sound of his name, he was cumming. He pushed himself in as far as he could go, making sure that his cum reached your womb. Kakashi slowed down slightly to milk himself inside you. In a moment of weakness, he reached up to your shoulder, biting hard and pushing out pheromones. He was still riding his high, too engrossed to care that he marked you.

Even after cumming, Kakashi still wasn’t satisfied. He was still rock hard. Seeing his mark on your shoulder only pushed to further his need to breed you like his perfect cum slut. You also continued to rock your hips against his, begging for a round two.

Kakashi happily obliged, fucking you again and again. Time wasn’t a factor of consideration, the only need Kakashi had was to continue filling you to the brim with his seed.

When Kakashi finally gained some control back over his body, it was morning. His mind was foggy and his mouth was dry. The nausea raised in his throat not long after, he struggled to get out of bed and make it to the attached ensuite. His legs felt like jelly, the only way he could hold himself up was by leaning on the sink. Kakashi dry heaved but nothing came up. Looking in the mirror, he had purple blooming across his skin. He had fucked up. He had royally fucked up. You were his student. He fucked his student.

The dizziness set in and he made his way back to the bed he woke up in. No more then two minutes later, there was a small knock at the door before it opened. Your head popped through. When you saw him, you brought a tray of food and water into his view.

As much as Kakashi was thankful for the water and food, he could see the purple marks moving up your neck from under your clothes.

“Are you feeling better Professor?”

Kakashi nodded, unsure of his voice.

“Can I ask a couple of questions? Like when you got here? Or why you came?”

“I came Friday to check up on you as you hadn’t been attending classes. What day is it?”

“Sunday.”

Two days. Two fucking days. He had lost control of himself for the whole weekend. He knew that being in heat with an omega could be bad, but he didn’t expect this bad.

“Um, professor? I have one more question.”

Kakashi raised his eyes to you, prompting you to speak. He watched as you rolled down the neck of your shirt to expose your shoulder.

“Is this a- um- a mark?”

Kakashi had severely fucked up this time. There was no going back. A mark. For life. The pheromones in that would make them bonded for life. All the research papers told him he would never be able to fall out of love with them once the mark was placed and the feelings grew. He’s fucked. He fucking came in them. How would he explain this to the school? How would he explain it to their parents.

“Professor, your breathing has gotten pretty bad. Did you need some water? What’s wrong? Is it a mark?”

Kakashi nodded. He watched as their face faltered before dropping. He watched as they went through the motions of acknowledgement, feeling everything in a mere 30 seconds.

“Well, I suppose there’s worse people to be bonded to, right Professor?”

At least he knew they could see the bright side.

“I hope you keep that same positivity for when the baby comes F/N.”

“The w-what?”

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AN: I was bored and decided to write this, I am getting back into writing after a 5 year break, so I apologise if it isn't the best. I appreciate all support. Requests are open if you did want to request something.

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abs-2020 · 1 year ago

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Yes 😌

Yes, Lord Hokage

Kakashi Hatake/F!Reader

Summary: Kakashi has a need, and it happens to be entertainment from one of his Anbu captains. Cross Posted to AO3

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: uneven power dynamics/play, unprotected sex on his desk, a little bit of dacryphilia, dirty talk, degredation, humiliation, dub!con (because of the power dynamic), mean(ish) dom!Kakashi, m!receiving oral, gagging, choking, breath play, clothed sex, fingering, could be perceived as role play

Note: I haven’t watched far enough to see Kakashi become Hokage for realsies but I know it happens and am obsessed

The morning had been quiet, something that he’d usually be okay with. Usually being the key word. No fires to put out meant that he had very little to be concerned with aside from the paperwork. No fires also meant that he was quickly growing bored as the morning continued. One of the Anbu teams should be returning soon from a mission, that would be enough to get him through the morning considering the Captain happened to be one of his favorites.

There was something about how uncertain you still sounded despite being one of the highest ranked shinobi in the village. Maybe it was an authority issue and he was the only recipient of the soft, questioning tones and avoided eye contact. Even behind the fox designed mask he knew you looked to the windows behind him or the desk in front of him when you delivered your reports. It was adorable, really, but also intriguing because you were selected as Captain because of your ability to maintain your composure and command authority. It was probably him, which only added to the interest. You probably didn’t even realize you did it.

As soon as he’s informed that your team has returned, the summons is sent for the Captain alone to report in. He didn’t need an audience, just his Captain.

“Lord Hokage.” And there you were, appearing before his desk like the obedient little Anbu that you were.

“Good morning, Captain,” he greets, watching as you look up from the floor. The mask is in place as he expected. How you loved to hide, which was probably why you performed so well within the Anbu Corps. “Report?”

Your report is about what he’d expected, successful tracking and elimination of the target. One of your team members sustained a serious wound and reported immediately to the hospital for treatment upon return to the village - that part was bothersome but such was the way of life when you were in a tracking and assassination unit. But he’d expected nothing less from your unit, a very accomplished team with an impressive leader, success at any cost was the expectation.

“Recommended rest period for your unit?”

“Five days minimum, to give him time to really heal,” you suggest, shoulders relaxing as you move from your spot in front of his desk to stand beside it. “Is there a reason you summoned only me? Usually these are a team affair.”

“I wanted to see my favorite Captain, hopefully on her knees for me while she’s here.” The comment has you pausing, biting your lip as you process that. Here? Now? Where anybody could come in? “I know there’s a pretty face behind that mask, and I’d love to see it.”

“L-Lord Hokage?”

“Humor your Hokage, Captain.” It wasn’t a request, this was an order, and that has you dropping to your knees and removing your mask as he hums. “Oh, there she is, the prettiest shinobi in the village. Shame we hide that face behind a mask all the time.”

Gentle fingers trail along your jaw before he stands, and your eyes stay on his as he squats in front of you. This was your Hokage, your superior, and he was clearly having fun with that fact.

“The mask has its perks,” you murmur, looking away from his curious gaze to where your mask sat on the floor beside you.

“It does, I like being the only one who sees how flustered you get in my office when I force you to make eye contact with me. Does the Captain have an authority issue?” The question has your face warming, not sure how he would come to that conclusion while you were literally on your knees in his office, and the not-so-gentle grip on your chin forcing your gaze back up to him tells you that he was definitely going to be enforcing his authority as Hokage this morning. “We can fix that easily, though. Would you like to fix this issue?”

“Yes, Lord Hokage.” You nod to the best of your ability, not wanting to further his perception that you had an issue with his authority. You were certain that you’d more than proven that you were very comfortable with his leadership by serving as one of his Anbu Captains, but maybe not. “I’d do anything to correct this.”

“Anything, hm?” He stands, hands going to his pants and you keep your eyes on his as he pulls his already hard cock out. You don’t know if you should continue to look at his face or his cock, but you open your mouth when he tells you to. “Eyes on mine, Captain. We’re going to work on your eye contact.”

You don’t want to further disappoint your Hokage, keeping your eyes on his face even as he guides himself into your mouth. Holding his eye contact was difficult when he was limiting your ability to breathe, you wanted to close your eyes to better focus on what you needed to ensure that you actually provided decent pleasure to your Hokage. But your order was to keep your eyes open, so they’d stay open even if it hurt.

“Look at you,” he coos, pulling out of your mouth almost completely before he pushes himself back in. The slow pace allowed you to adjust to this intrusion, but the depth that Kakashi pushed for had your eyes welling with tears. The fact that you hadn’t yet gagged was something you were proud of, but you feared what would happen when it finally did. “So eager to comply, so excited for my cock that you’re crying about it.”

You aren’t able to really respond, his hand on your head keeping you in place as he begins to thrust into your mouth at a faster pace. The hand not holding your head rests on your shoulder, and you find a small amount of relief at the connection point that would help keep you in position as he has his way with your mouth.

“Keep your eyes open, Captain,” he instructs as he stills, his cock practically down your throat and your nose is pressed to the cool fabric of his vest as you continue to stare up at him. “I want to see those pretty tears.”

It would be easier if you could see his face, so that way you could know if you were actually providing him the pleasure he sought out in teaching you this lesson, but the only mask that had been removed was your own and you felt very exposed without it. His hand moves from your shoulder to pinch your nose closed, and your eyes widen at the blocked airway. Any training you may have sat through didn’t exactly apply to having your Hokage’s dick down your throat, so you really didn’t know what to do here.

“Breathe, Captain,” he requests, releasing the hold on your nose while also fully removing himself from your mouth. “Maybe we need to review the Anbu training, if even a Captain struggles to hold her breath.”

“Forgive me, Lord Hokage,” you breathe out, feeling the shame at having your leader be so disappointed in you. “The situation shouldn’t impact my ability to abide by my training.”

“That’s right, Captain, but you can make it up to me.” How, you don’t know, but it doesn’t matter.

There’s a knock on the door and he pauses, pointing to the space beneath his desk and you move accordingly, watching as he doesn’t put his cock away before he takes his seat. Instead his hand finds the back of your head to bring your mouth back onto his cock and he holds you there as he provides the all clear for the visitor to enter.

“Lord Hokage, we have the intelligence you requested from that last reconnaissance mission.”

“Go on.” The fact that he would be willing to accept a mission report while he had your nose pressed to his pelvis and was holding you in place was cruel to you but also very telling. He did not care if there had been a sensory type among the group, able to sense your presence there as well. He was the Hokage, after all, he could do what he wanted, and you were the Anbu Captain whose job was to obey the Hokage.

The growing dampness into your own pants tells you exactly how you’re feeling about the visitors, and you carefully work to remove one of your arm braces and set it aside so you could push your hand into your pants to relieve some of the ache in your own core. You were wetter than you had expected to be, and that made you almost mortified that you had enjoyed being under that desk where all it took was somebody paying attention to their surroundings to realize you were sitting there with the Hokage’s dick down your throat as he continued to work.

“...I’ll have to escalate this to the Anbu to be dealt with. Thank you, you’re all dismissed.” As soon as the door is closed, his chair is pushed back and you’re pulled from under the desk, only to be pressed against it as Kakashi presses his forehead to yours. “And how wet are you, Captain?”

“I’m very wet, Lord Hokage,” you whisper, keeping your eyes on him even though you so desperately want to look away and hide in your shame. But that wouldn’t do, not when he was so clearly smiling beneath that mask of his at your admission.

“The thought of being caught under the Hokage’s desk was that thrilling? Quite a naughty young Captain, aren’t you?” It’s a question that needs no answer, he’s pulling at your pants before he’s feeling for himself just how wet you were. An amused hum leaves him, and you’re biting your lip at the feeling of his already slick finger gliding over your clit with just enough pressure to have your eyes fluttering shut. “I said eyes on mine, didn’t I?”

“Yes, apologies M’lord,” you breathe, forcing your eyes open despite the continued teasing of your clit. He’s toying with you in the best way, and your hand grips the desk behind you to keep yourself balanced.

“If you can’t follow simple orders from your Hokage, should you really be a captain?”

“T-That’s not- I follow all of your orders!” Your argument has him chuckling as he continues to play with your clit, and you feel yourself growing more upset with how condescending and unfair he was being.

“And you’re crying again, very cute.” There it was again, the familiar feeling of shame rising one more as his fingers move inside your cunt. This man was degrading you and your work, and you were letting him finger you in his office while he did it. What was wrong with you, you didn’t know. But your Hokage was being very mean and you should have been trying to remove yourself from the situation. Instead you were welcoming it with sustained eye contact and a dripping pussy. “Anbu Captain reduced to tears because her Hokage isn’t being nice? Poor thing.”

The his fingers are gone, his hands are on your hips to turn your body around so that you’re facing the desk and bent over it slightly, with one of the Hokage’s hands remaining on your hip as he lines the tip of his cock up with your entrance.

“Don’t cause a scene, Captain,” he warns, and you nod your understanding of the request before he slowly pushes himself in. You bite your lip, hand shooting toward the edge of the desk so you’d have something to hold onto (and accidentally knocking a stack of paper off the desk as you moved). There’s only a chuckle that leaves him as he leans against you, his body over yours, his lips by your ear once more as his hips repeatedly slammed into you. He kept one of his hands on your hip but the other came to rest on your neck to apply just enough pressure so you knew he was in charge here. “You can come whenever and however many times you’d like, that’s not my concern. Understood?”

“U-understood.”

“Understood, who?” A warning squeeze against your throat, and you shut your eyes tightly as you try to refocus yourself on the situation.

“Understood, Lord Hokage.”

“Better, Captain. Clearly, you’re learning,” The praise has you relaxing against the desk as he continues to thrust into you, you’re sure the desk has nudged forward a couple times against the hard flooring but clearly he cared as much about that as he did the paperwork that continued to fall to the floor. That didn’t matter much to you either, all you could think about was the way his thumb would gently press into your neck every time he bottomed out, the soft grunts and groans of praise in your ear, and how it felt to have the Sixth Hokage fucking you on his desk in the middle of the morning where anybody could barge into his office and find you there. It was all a bit overwhelming but still adding fuel to that fire in your core.

His hand moves from your hip to your clit and he presses his thumb hard enough to have you biting into your arm hard enough that you were sure you would have bled if not for your sleeve. Your knees buckle, and you collapse against the desk before he pulls out and guides you back onto your knees in front of him. Your eyes meet his again, your unfocused gaze meeting his amused look as he begins to stroke himself. You knew he was close, his hand was focused yet frenzied until finally hot ropes of his cum shoot out and onto your face. You manage to keep your eyes open despite your immediate reflex being to close them, and you earn yourself a gentle hand atop your head while he uses his other hand to fix his pants.

“You always do so well, Captain.” The praise has you smiling, your eyes fixated on him as he moves to pick your mask up from the floor beside his desk. Your mask is put back on to cover your face and the mess that he’d left on it, and he gives it a gentle tap on the nose before telling you to get home and get some rest. “I expect to see you tonight, am I clear? I don’t think we’ve truly handled this authority issue.”

“Yes, Lord Hokage.”

A bow and then you’re off, and he’s dropping back into his chair to take in the mess that you’d made of his office. Maybe he should’ve kept the Captain back a few minutes to clean up the mess you’d made, but he couldn’t just summon you back - you’d think you were actually in trouble and he couldn’t have that.

He’d need a few minutes before he could get that cleaned up, though.

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detectivestucks · 9 months ago

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Overnight Training

18+ content, Minors do NOT interract

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader

Summery: Your adopted baby brother Naruto isn't being treated fairly by his Sensei as he prepares for the third Chunin Exam. You go over to Kakashi's house to give him a piece of your mind.

Warnings: NSFW, gaslighting, spanking, slapping, fingering, oral, unprotected penetration

Word Count: 4.5k

Anon Request

The smell of Ichiraku ramen wafts through the air and into your nose like a welcome friend on your way towards the noodle shop. You see a familiar pair of legs dangling off the stool as you approach, ready and waiting for you to pay for their meal.

“Hi Naruto!”

“Hi Y/N-san!”

“How ya doin kiddo?” you say as you tousle his blonde hair.

Though he was a royal pain in the ass, you took a liking to Naruto shortly before he enrolled in the Ninja Academy. He was loud and crazy, and terrorized the village plenty, but then one time you caught him between acts of corruption. You saw the sad orphan who just needed attention and you took it upon yourself to become a sister figure to him. You’d chase down shop owners who were rude to him, gossiping wives spreading false rumors about the boy, and yes, you went toe to toe with Iruka several times while he was at the Academy. The latter may have resulted in a brief relationship but ultimately caring for Naruto was your primary concern and Iruka couldn’t appear to be favoring the boy more than he already was. The two of you had started talking on and off now that Naruto was no longer at the Academy but now you have a new sensei to worry about.

The infamous Kakashi Hatake, the Copy Ninja. You were less than thrilled to find out he would be responsible for your baby brother because of his reputation as being ruthless. Naruto needed a nurturer like Iruka, not a solider like Kakashi. Lord Hiruzen assured you it would be fine but you had your doubts, hence why you began checking in on Naruto more than ever.

“I’m doing really really well! I learned all kinds of chakra control stuff and I made it through the second exam!”

“That’s wonderful!”

“But now I’m trying to learn a cool new jutsu for the third one and Kakashi-sensei is too busy with Sasuke to train me!”

“What?! He’s not helping you train!”

“No” He crosses his arms in front of him. “I’m relying on some pervy old sage guy who said he’d train me.”

Your stomach sinks knowing who he’s talking about. “His real name wouldn’t happen to be Jiraiya, would it?”

“Yeah! That’s the one! But he spends most of our time looking at girls instead of giving me directions.”

“...I bet he does.” you murmur under your breath.

“Look Naruto, Jiraiya happens to be a really great ninja. You’re lucky to have gained him as a sensei.”

“You think so?!”

“They don’t call him one of the Legendary Sannin for nothin.”

“Wow! Really?”

“Really. And while you train with him, I’ll go give your Jonin Leader a good talking to. Remind him that he has three genin he’s responsible for, two of which made it to the final round.” You say in a firm tone as you accept your bowl of ramen.

“Yeah, yeah. Just don’t go dating him like you did with Iruka-sensei. That was embarrassing.”

The heat on your cheeks rises as you nervously tuck your hair behind your ear. “It’s not gonna be like that. Iruka is…well…sweet,” you blush “But Kakashi is such a, well…”

“A Jerk!”

“Naruto! Don’t say that about your sensei!”

“Why not? You were going to.”

“Was not!”

“Were to!”

“Just eat your ramen.” you say with a soft tap of your chopsticks on his yellow mop.

The two of you chow down before you escort Naruto back to his home. He excitedly blabbered on and on about his experience in the second chunin exam and you couldn’t feel more proud of the kid than if he were your actual biological brother.

You reach the door to his second story home and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Okay, kiddo, have a good day of training tomorrow. Learn everything you can and put your all into it like usual.”

“Will do Y/N-san!”

“Night kid.” you say with a chuckle releasing his shoulder and watching as Naruto unlocks the door.

“Night Y/N-san!” he shouts as he closes the door.

You couldn’t help but smile at the disappearing image of the world’s most adorable little punk with a heart of gold to match his spiky locks. The idea that Kakashi abandoned him right before the third chunin exam had your blood boiling.

What the hell was Kakashi’s problem? Did he have some vendetta cause Naruto housed the Nine Tails? Was he favoring Sasuke cause of unresolved feelings about his old teammate, Obito? Or was he just a wannabe Uchiha jerk who needed to be taught a lesson?

You march your way over to Kakashi’s house and bang on his door. He takes forever to answer so you knock again, feeling your temper rise.

You hear the latch of his lock click and the sound of the knob twisting. As the door opened, you saw a shirtless Kakashi standing before you in sweats, with a towel in his hand. He had clearly been showering after a day of training with Sasuke and was in the middle of drying off when you disturbed him.

“Oh hey, Y/N. Come in.” he says casually as he walks away from the door towards his kitchen and lowers his head to dry his hair with the towel in his hand.

“Oh hey nothing, Kakashi! Don’t act like you didn’t do anything wrong.”

“...”

You let out a grunt of anger. Was he really that arrogant that he couldn’t have possibly done anything wrong. It just made you fume.

“You’re spending all your time training the Uchiha boy and left Naruto to fend for himself! How can you be so callous to your own team?!”

“I already told him I’m sorry. Plus what I’m trying to teach Sasuke is very complex and only someone with a sharingan can learn it.”

You stride up to him standing centimeters from his face as you glare and poke at his chest.

“Look at you all high and mighty. ‘Only someone with a sharingan can learn it.’ Bull! Naruto is swimming in chakra! He brims with potential while you’re out here playing favorites!”

Kakashi grabs the finger you were poking him with and spins you around so that your hand is pinned behind your back. He holds you firmly as he whispers dangerously in your ear,

“I’d be careful who I’m poking that finger at, little lady.”

Your breath may have faltered a little from the change in position but you had a point to prove so you press on.

“What, can’t take criticism?”

Kakashi slams your upper body down on his kitchen counter, your free hand barely catching you before you hit your head too hard. He leans down over you, his body pressing into yours as he chides,

“I treat all my soldiers the way they need to be treated. Only I can know what all three of them need from me at any given time. Right now, the only Uchiha in the village needs training from the only other posesser of a Sharingan in the entirety of Konaha. Unless you’re secretly an Uchiha bastard who can train him, I’d suggest you simmer down.”

His words were chilling. Ice to your ears. It made sense but why should Naruto get the short end of the stick? He was always excluded from everything. You struggle in Kakashi’s grasp trying to turn around and face him as you continue to defend your little brother.

“That’s a bullshit answer! Just cause Naruto doesn’t have a sharingan, means his own sensei can’t give him any training at all?!”

Kakashi slaps the flesh of your ass with all his might making you cry out in pain.

“Enough! I’ve heard about as much as I will tolerate from you! You don’t know a thing about leading a squad! I will not subject myself to any more of your baseless, ignorant opinions.”

He brings his hand down again on the same spot. All the muscle he spent years developing, employed in this moment to humiliate you as you laid bent over Kakashi’s counter, hand still pinned behind your back by nothing more than his grasp on your finger.

Your breath hitched as the blow landed, pain searing your skin. You were certain that a bruise would form within the next few minutes.

Overcoming the shock of his actions you begin to struggle in his grasp. “Fuckin’ asshole, let go of me!”

“I’m the asshole? You’re the one who came to my house to yell at me!” he snarls, twisting your arm painfully. You cry out but he doesn’t loosen his grip. No, he stands directly behind you, leaning in, securing your hips against the edge of the counter. He begins rubbing his hand in large circles over your hip and cheek as if preparing the area for another assault.

You continue to struggle when you feel his warm breath as he chuckles in your ear.

“Did you really think you could come over here to yell at me and get away with it?”

He interrupts his rubbing to deliver another striking blow to your cheek. “No. It seems you’ve been spending too much time around Naruto. You’ve forgotten your manners.”

His free hand slides from your ass up to your neck where he grabs you at the base of your jaw and turns your head to the side just enough to press his nose into your cheek.

“Maybe you need some private lessons from a sensei of your own. Hmm?”

You can feel his manhood hardening beneath his sweatpants, your compromised position once more causing your breath to falter.

Smiling at your reaction, Kakashi kisses your cheek before standing up. He keeps his hips ground against your rear, pinning you to the counter still. He begins to play with your hair using his free hand as he continues,

“Naruto’s lucky to have such a pretty big sister. Watching out for him, picking senseless fights.”

“It’s not senseless you’re showing favoritism.” You grumble before he twists your arm again causing you to wince.

“As likely as that may seem, let's not jump to conclusions yet.”

You scoff at him and he slaps down on your backside once more. You let out a small groan upon impact making Kakashi chuckle.

“Let’s look at the facts, shall we?”

Kakashi releases your arm to grab your hips and spin you around. He steers you towards the wall, backing you up against it, caging you in as he grabs both your wrists, bringing them up above your head and pinning them together to hold with one hand. He casually props his free hand on his hip while leaning his weight against your wrists with the other as he continues.

“Naruto is a high energy kid who needs a high energy sensei. His father’s former sensei is in the village, available to train him. Ask yourself, is that a coincidence?”

Your eyes narrow as you glare at him. His words were so convincing but you couldn’t shake the feeling he was full of it.

“Sasuke has no other options and happens to have the same chakra nature as me. A perfect student to pass my jutsu onto.” It takes every fiber of your being to resist the eye roll threatening to make an appearance at the mention of passing down his original jutsu. “It’s only logical that I give Naruto the honor of studying under one of the Legendary Sannin while I take on Sasuke”

He was damn good, you’d give him that. You knew he was full of shit but you almost believe him.

“Now what do you have to say to me?”

“Excuse me?”

He takes his hand off his hip to give your face a sharp slap.

“No, you do not need to ask to be excused. Try again.”

Your mouth falls open in disbelief. Your eyes scan down his body, starting with his covered face and dropping down to his shirtless chest. You take note of his war torn body carved to perfection with an alluring V-shape plummeting down into his baggy sweatpants currently pitched by his erection.

“Eyes up here, Sweetie.”

You look back up to his uncovered eye suddenly very aware of your nipples stiffening in your bra. You were so mad at yourself. You came to defend Naruto but found yourself pinned to the wall doubting your convictions as Kakashi closed the space between you. He gave you no other option than to feel his entire body against your own, pressing himself into your chest as his free hand roamed up and down your side.

Your breathing becomes shallow. All the free air between you is being used up by him when he reminds you what he’s waiting for.

“What do you have to say to me for coming to my house at night to yell at me?”

“I’m sorry?”

He slides his hand to your sore rear and grips it harshly, pulling your pelvis into his.

“Try that again.”

Brimming with shame you whisper in his ear, “I’m sorry”

“Good, but perhaps I should ensure this lesson really sticks so we don’t have a repeat of tonight, hmm?”

Your eyes grow wide as you search his face for answers but with a stoic expression he begins to unbutton your pants and tug them to the floor.

“Hey! What are you do-”

Your protests are cut off by Kakashi quickly removing his mask to kiss you. He presses his lips into yours, silencing your voice. It was surprisingly welcome. Tender but passionate with the taste of his orange mouthwash freshly on his breath. You couldn’t stop yourself from leaning into it.

Once he had the cooperation of your lips he resumed removing your pants. Stripping you down to your thong. He began to rub over the fabric, circling around your clit making your breath catch in your throat.

“It seems like you’re struggling to stay mad at me. Isn’t that right Sweetie?” He stops rubbing to give your sex some firm pats over the cloth.

“Your underwear is soaked. Is that cause of me?”

Arrogant asshole. You were embarrassed and ashamed. You looked down so as not to acknowledge his statement but he gave a more forceful slap between your legs causing you to sharply inhale. He hums into your ear, enjoying how he is toying with you.

He slips your thong to the side exposing your bare folds and you can’t help but return your eyes to his face. He slips one of his long fingers in causing an involuntary whine to slip past your lips. The corner of his mouth turns up at the sound. He strokes in and out of you a few times before adding in a second finger. “Ah”

The sound was quiet and small but it ignited him in a primal way. He leans his forehead against yours as he continues to taunt.

“Naruto’s mouthy older sister. Always sticking her pretty nose where it doesn’t belong. I was wondering how long before I saw you at my door. Heck, I was practically counting the days.” He gives you a long drawn out kiss as his fingers continue to stroke in and out of you. “Been hoping to get a taste of what Iruka had ever since the kid was assigned to my team.”

You were so mad at him for bringing up your ex, but the way he was working your walls was enough for you to hold your silence. You didn’t want him to stop. You needed him to keep going, even as your trapped arms began to lose circulation and fall asleep above your head.

A third digit slides in leaving you gasping and breathless.

“You like that, don’t you Sweetheart?”

You’re biting your lip and closing your eyes, resisting the urge to scream ‘yes.’

“You don’t need to say anything, just let the cream running down my knuckles do the talking for you.”

You hated giving him the smug satisfaction but you squeeze around his fingers helplessly. Then he finds just the right spot and begins to hook his digits as he drags them outward. A long moan spills from your lips

“Oooh, gods Kakashi, yes!”

He hungrily kisses you, attempting to claim you as his own. The scent of his soap lingering on his freshly washed skin fills your nostrils as you inhale between kisses. His tongue explores the inside of your mouth, the muscle dancing with your own. A need to devour you communicated by his greedy lips.

He withdraws his fingers from your cavern and feeds them to you. You suck on them while making eye contact with him before he takes them out and finishes licking them clean in his own mouth, sucking one digit at a time.

When he was done he released your wrists and brought both of your arms to wrap around his neck, holding your gaze while he did.

The familiar tingle of circulation restoring itself spreads through your limbs as you tighten your grip around him. His hands run the course of your back. Wandering, touching, feeling, groping, before settling with one around the small of your back and the other in your hair. You lunge back into a kiss, nibbling and biting his lips, consumed with want. He pulls back briefly to pant, “bedroom.” You get the message and the two of you kiss sloppily as you stagger over. Once through the door you each shed your remaining layers before you fall to your knees.

Immediately you grasp his length, wrapping your fingers around its base while your other hand reaches up to claw at his back. You stroke him a few times before you point your tongue and drag it all the way from his base to his tip. You feel the rush of his blood pulse through his shaft as your grip tightens before you seal your lips around him. Up and down your hand tugged, keeping the pressure firm while your tongue worked along his slit, siphoning out his oozing pre cum. His hips shifted forward slightly and you knew he was yearning for you to swallow him whole.

You released his head with a wet pop before licking one more stripe up from his base.

You look up at him through your lashes and part your lips, breathing on his tip before opening up and swallowing till he hit the back of your mouth.

“I know you can do better than that” he taunts

You grip his hips, bracing yourself as you reangle and relax your throat, allowing him to sink past your vocal cords. Your nose brushes against his silver body hair as you push forward.

“Mmmm much better.”

He sinks his fingers into your hair, guiding you up and down along his length, the lip of his mushroom tip catching in your throat with each pass.

“Feels so damn good. This is where you belong. On your knees before me. Fuck”

He draws a breath through his teeth feeling a tingle run over his entire body. The lewd sounds coming from your mouth fill the air as he begins to rock his hips into you. He closes his eyes and groans, letting you service him, excited by the powerful feeling of having you choke on his cock.

Saliva dribbles out of the corners of your mouth and down on your barren chest. Your tongue glides along the underside of his length. When he bottoms out in your throat you stick it out further, trying to lick some of the skin below his endowment, making him shudder.

“Grab them.” he whispers.

You reach down and tactfully massage his balls in your hand. One arm still gripping around his hip and your nose flush with his abdominals, Kakashi was twitching harshly in your mouth. He was on the brink of cumming.

“Fuck Y/N! I didn’t wait all this time just for a blow job. Get on the bed.”

Slowly you withdrew your lips from his manhood and crawled up onto the bed. As much as Kakashi wanted to rail into you from behind, he wanted to see your face when he entered you for the first time. Cause it definitely wouldn’t be his last.

“On your back, Sweetheart. I wanna see your face.”

You nod and lay down with your knees propped up and legs spread. He settles between your thighs and slaps you clit with his slobber-soaked dick, allowing you to flinch from the strike. Your eyes are fixated on his thick girth as he lines himself up with your slit. You watch him begin to sink in when he demands, “eyes up here.”

Your gaze snaps up to meet his as your mouth drops into an O shape, brows furrow together and a shameful breathy moan slips from your open mouth. A stifled grunt from Kakashi lingering with it.

Your face was everything he hoped it would be. You paint the picture of pleasure while your pliable silken walls fold around him perfectly. He couldn’t help how his toes curled from the simple act of entering you. A mutual understanding that this would be the first of several rounds was silently communicated by nothing more than your response to his intrusion.

He slides back and forth, lubricating his length as he slowly acquaints himself with every part of your interior. Your core knots up each time he fully sheaths himself in your cavern, arms clutching him, forcing him down to your lips.

“Fuck Kakashi”

“Yes?” He bottoms out again pushing your groan past your tongue. “Did you have something to say?”

“Just fuuuuuckk.”

“Apologize for jumping to conclusions and maybe I can treat you this good everytime we see each other.”

“Are you fuckin serious right now?” You pant, sexual pleasure stealing all bite from your words. You are little more than a pile of flesh at the present moment unable to argue with Kakashi’s ego.

He leans closer to whisper in your ear, “dead serious” before leaning back up and establishing his pace. You know his mind is almost as clouded as yours from the way your bodies mold together. His usual calm and domineering demeanor faltered each time you squeezed around him. The pleasure creasing his features as he pushes into you, maintaining his tempo.

He shifts all his bodyweight over to one arm as he uses the other to grab your face, pulling you into him for another heated kiss. His lips working against yours, sucking off the last remnants of your chapstick. Normally he didn’t kiss his hook ups so much but something about you made him hungry. Maybe it was how mouthy you are. He needed to give your lips something better to do than shout your ignorant opinions. If that’s the case he’d kiss you for hours if he had to. Never able to get enough of the taste.

You thread your fingers through his soft hair. It was nearly dry and smelled heavenly from his conditioner. You push your chest up into his, allowing your tits to rock against his pecs with each thrust into your soaking wet folds. Little sighs and groans filling the space between you. He couldn’t help but think that you were the cutest fuck he’d had in awhile. Maybe he needed to piss you off more often since it got him here, between your legs, panting and moaning for him the way that you are. His eyes roll backwards as your fingers toy with the silver strands.

“Shit Y/N, on your knees.”

You comply with one last hungry pull at his lips, shifting to all fours. Kakashi grabs two fist fulls of your ass as he plunges in, hitting so deep you can’t breathe. The wind has been knocked out of you. It’s all you can do to catch it again. He lets his excitement get the better of him and launches into you with brain rattling speed.

He hit so deep he found a sweet spot that has been long neglected. One you can’t reach on your own. When he felt how you constricted around him he focused on it. Pummeling into that same spot, making you drop your face to the sheets. You cry out from the pressure and he knows you’re on the brink of orgasm from how white your knuckles are as they grip the sheets for support.

He smiled at the bruise he created in the kitchen while watching how your ass rippled violently from his hips colliding into it. His shinobi training allowing him to get carried away. Speed far exceeding any normal man. Your poor little cunt is no match for his unrelenting strength and stamina.

You start to scream from the stimulation. Kakashi fists your hair and yanks it back so he can hear your screams properly. Your cries are by far the sexiest sound he’s ever heard and he needs to make you louder. He needs to hear the power his cock has over you. Your current predicament, boosting his ego far more than it should ever be boosted. One arm tugging back on your hair, the other secure around your waist, he arched your back impossibly far, his tip displacing your cervix, you both speed to the precipice of orgasm. The squelching that omits from where your bodies connect, mingles with your moans and screams. Kakashi doesn’t think he’s ever heard a more beautiful melody.

All of Naruto’s more tedious qualities are completely justified in this moment. They are worth his patience if he can ravage you like this everytime Naruto throws a tantrum.

“That’s it. You can take it Sweetie Just a little more.”

His praise only continues to lead to your undoing. One hand clutching the arm wrapped around your waist while the other grabs around the wrist of the hand in your hair. Words aren’t even an option in this position. All you can do is empty the air in your lungs with whatever noise comes out. You are millimeters away from falling over the edge. Each thrust scooting you there. He’s almost there too. He’s losing his rhythm. His strokes are getting sloppy but it doesn’t do anything to dampen the intensity of the moment.

You cry out as the orgasm finally hits. You start to tremble and quake. Kakashi lifts you all the way back so you are flush against his chest as he empties himself inside of you. Deep groans fill your ears as your walls flutter closed around him, sucking out every last drop. You feel a rush of relief flood your core as his strokes slow to a complete stop.

The two of you kneel on the bed, you weak in his arms, as both of you catch your breath. You feel him grow soft inside your walls while a mix of both your cum slips out of you and slides down your inner thighs. Kakashi holds you tight, not letting go. He begins to kiss the curve of your neck making you close your eyes and moan some more.

“Thank you, Sensei” you breathe

“Mmmmm, you up for another round?”

“Already?”

You feel his length hardening again between your legs. He responds to your question by twitching his cock so that it tapped against your labia.

“Do I seem ready to you?”

You obediently lower back to all fours again, letting him slip past your lips a second time. He strokes in and out of you lazily as he says, “Brace yourself, Sweetie, it looks like we’ll be training all night.”

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honeykngdom · 10 months ago

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‎‧₊˚✧ naruto | masterlist ✧˚₊‧

‎‧₊˚✧ completed ✧˚₊‧

the caretaker : ̗̀➛ pairing: iruka umino x fem!reader : ̗̀➛ synopsis: It's a particularly rainy that Sunday morning. You have places to be, and the rain certainly wasn't going to stop you - a pothole in the road might, however. How embarrassing, now you're late and wet. Oh, God, please tell me you didn't see that? : ̗̀➛ content warnings: set early in shippuden. fluff & comfort. reader sustains a minor ankle injury. mentions of otc painkillers. minor suggestive themes. : ̗̀➛ read here

sentimental values : ̗̀➛ pairing: iruka umino x fem!reader : ̗̀➛ synopsis: Iruka hasn’t been able to stop thinking about the young Sarutobi woman he spent Halloween with; he’s completely enamoured with you. How had he never noticed you like this before? Here’s the catch: Konohamaru doesn’t appear too happy with the budding relationship between you and the Academy instructor - a continuation of the caretaker. : ̗̀➛ content warnings: set in early shippuden. fluff. mentions of prior injury. suggestive themes. : ̗̀➛ read here

triad effect : ̗̀➛ pairing: yamato tenzo x fem!reader & kakashi hatake : ̗̀➛ synopsis: Excuse me boyfriend’s best friend, I need you to come underwear shopping and tell me which set he’d find hottest as a gift. Oh, can you also explain what the hell this contraption you’ve put me in is? Wait, what are you doing in here … stop, we shouldn’t do this … alright. Maybe just this once. : ̗̀➛ content warnings: modern au. valentines series. 18+ only. explicit sexual themes. threesome. cheating (never fear, it works out for reader in the end), cunnalingus, public orgasm, voyuerism, consensual recording, multiple creampies, sexting, dry humping. : ̗̀➛ part one : ̗̀➛ part two : ̗̀➛ part three

current naruto works in progress can be found under the cut!

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kill of the night. : ̗̀➛ pairing: kiba inuzuka x fem!reader : ̗̀➛ content warnings: 18+ only. dark and explicit sexual themes. a/b/o au. mentions of blood. fingering. oral sex (f receiving). unprotected vaginal penetration. marking/scenting. mating press. breeding. creampie. where kiba fights his natural instincts to devour you & breeds you instead.

lean on me. : ̗̀➛ pairing: iruka umino x fem!reader : ̗̀➛ content warnings: 18+ only. explicit sexual themes. mentions of canon character death. angst & comfort. dealing with grief & mourning. - fourth instalment of the caretaker.

just working on my fitness. : ̗̀➛ pairing: fem!reader x might gai / rock lee / shikamaru nara / kiba inuzuka : ̗̀➛ content warnings: suggestive themes. modern au. headcanon series regarding the type of gym-bro the characters are & how they would react to a muscle mommy in the gym.

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bridgetotheskyyy · 1 year ago

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✨Skyyy's First Kinktober 2023!

Just as it says on the tin, this is my very first kinktober event ever! My main priority will be to post my prompts on ao3 at a timely basis but I will try to post those same fics on Tumblr on the same day if I can! Please patient with me 💕

These are the prompts I've made up my mind on so far, but the list will be updated (edit: still making up my mind lmao)

I am not comfortable with taglists at this time so please just check back here for updates/links to prompts ✌

Prompts will be a mix of one shots and drabbles 💕

18+ only

Character x f!reader always

Fandoms included: naruto, bleach, jjk, arcane, csm, aot

October 1st | Hashirama Senju | PEGGING

October 2nd | Jiraiya | TITFUCKING

October 3rd | Aki Hayakawa | HATE SEX

October 4th | Viktor | RIMMING

October 5th | Naoya Zenin | COLLARING

October 6th | Toge Inumaki | DUBCON

October 7th | Yuji Itadori | STUCK IN WALL

October 8th | Suguru Geto | MASTER/SLAVE

October 9th | Akatsuki | GANGBANG

October 10th | Kisuke Urahara | PRAISE KINK

October 11th | Itachi Uchiha | SOMNOPHILIA

October 12th | Utahime Iori | LINGERIE

October 13th | Kento Nanami | ORGASM DENIAL

October 14th | Armin & Eren | THREESOME

October 15th | Silco | SPANKING

October 16th | Kisame Hoshigaki | SIZE KINK

October 17th | Yuuta & Toge | DOUBLE PENETRATION/ONE HOLE

October 18th | Kisuke Urahara | SENSORY DEPRIVATION

October 19th | Mitsuri Kanroji | BODY WORSHIP

October 20th | Yuuta Okkotsu | VOYEURISM

October 23rd | Mitsuri Kanroji | SEX TOYS

October 24th | Gaara | MASTURBATION

October 25th | Itachi & Shisui | DOUBLE PENETRATION/TWO HOLES

October 26th | Mikasa Ackerman | FACESITTING

October 27th | Kakashi Hatake | ROLEPLAY

October 28th | Toji Fushiguro | PUBLIC SEX

October 29th | Suguru Geto | DADDY KINK

October 30th | Itachi & Sasuke | INCEST

October 31st | Kishibe | STRIPPING

#kinktober #jjk smut #naruto smut #arcane smut #csm smut #bleach smut #aot smut #eventually lol

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kakashixhatakesxwhore · 6 months ago

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Chocolate-Coated Confessions

Pairing: Kakashi x f!Reader

Summary: Kakashi's been jealously hating on Valentine's Day for a very long while, but he's pushed over the edge when you suggest you might be spending the night with someone else.

W/c: 1.5k

Warnings: Fluff, just jealousy really

Notes: he's down bad, lmk if this sucks <3

Masterlist💿

Valentine's day had never been Kakashi's favourite holiday. To him, it was a day filled with superficial displays of affection, a spectacle for those who mistook infatuation for love. Nobody in love would ever put on such a show, Kakashi reckoned as he strolled down the street to the market. As he walked, he let his eyes drift past the loving couples, holding flower bouquets and boxes of chocolates, alight with temporary delight. He couldn't help but wonder if anyone ever truly felt the emotions they so desperately attempted to display.

In his time at the Academy, a plethora of cards would be found on Kakashi's desk at the start of the day. He would always look through them casually, hoping to see your gorgeous scrawl on one of them. But he never did. As a Genin, and into his Chunin years, the girls moved from handmade cards to tiny candies and strange tokens. He'd accept the things, but usually just throw it all out by the night - he'd keep a few chocolates, just to comfort him. Kakashi didn't want their gifts, he wanted just a sliver of your attention. But he never got it, with you only holding conversation with him when he would instigate it.

You never made him a card, you never gave him a sweet - but you were the first to wish him a happy birthday since his fifth. Surely, that had to be some kind of love, right?

Kakashi trudged on, down the street, and into the fruit market. Once he stepped through the doors, Kakashi's eyes clapped onto you. Your back was turned, but he could recognize you anywhere. A picture of casual elegance, the sight of you made Kakashi's heart ache with a mixture of longing and resignation. You were so beautiful, and just destined to be his - but you didn't want him, not as anything more than a friend.

"Oh," you said, turning around to see Kakashi a few meters from you. Your smile was like a ray of sunshine, and as you approached, the subtle fragrance of your perfume enveloped him. "Hi, Kakashi. Lovely day, isn't it?"

"Isn't it just," Kakashi murmured shortly, though his thoughts were racing. "I thought you did your shopping on Thursdays."

"Just like you." The gentle laugh in your tone sent a vibration through Kakashi's body, electrifying him.

In defense, he replied, "I felt like cutting up a pineapple today, but I have no pineapple to cut."

"Don't do it," you said a little too quickly. Kakashi's eyebrows furrowed as he chuckled, amused at the slightly panicked expression that flitted across your face.

"Why not?"

"Er...because...well, just don't, okay? Trust me."

"Okay," he hummed, looking at the top of a pineapple sticking out of the bag in your arm. Curiousity piqued, he asked, "What's in the bag?"

"Not yet, Nosey Rosey," you quipped, skirting past Kakashi with a brush of your hip against his. Despite the confusion, Kakashi found himself smiling down at you as the sun caught your hair so beautifully.

Yet. He would get to find out eventually, to some capacity. It was a small win, but a win for Kakashi, none-the-less.

"I've got to go, there's a lot of work I still have to for today." Like always, you shied away from Kakashi just when you seemed to be opening up. "I'll see you later, Hatake."

Before he could respond, you turned and left the fruit market, going in the direction of your apartment complex. His words died on his lips as he watched you leave him, to go do work for today. Today. Valentine's Day.

What did you mean? Did you have a valentine? Were you making something for them? Who? Who deserved your love and how could Kakashi prove to you that he was more deserving?

Getting a couple of mangos instead, still craving pineapple, Kakashi kept your command in mind. He left the fruit market and had the mangos back in his apartment, where he read for a long few hours.

The day seemed to melt away, only eating away at Kakashi's beating heart - he didn't want to spend Valentine's Day alone anymore, and he certainly didn't want you spending it with anyone else.

It was time for action. Kakashi didn't care if he would be interrupting your hot date - in fact, he hoped he would be.

Springing from his bed around the stroke of five, Kakashi left his apartment for the confectionary a couple blocks away, getting a kilo of chocolate almonds, before heading to Yamanka Flowers. There, Kakashi bought the most expensive bouquet in the store, ignoring Ino when the little girl inquired about Kakashi's big date. He didn't want to get his hopes up, but he certainly wasn't going to dash the idea.

As he dashed around the Hidden Leaf, Kakashi thought about what to say to you. It was all situation dependant, he came to realize - and, eventually, Kakashi figured he would have to let his heart speak for him, for once.

After dragging his feet, still deeply in thought, closer to the hour of six, Kakashi slowly made his way to your apartment complex. Battling with his internal monologue, he ascended the stairs, and went straight to Unit 36. He had walked you to your door a few times, but you had never invited him in.

His breath was shaking, and the items felt heavier than bricks in his arms, but Kakashi was determined. He wanted you so badly, and he needed you even worse.

Smelling a dark but sweet scent coming from under your door, he rapped upon the wood three times. Kakashi could hear a bang, then a small shout, before the lock clicked and the door swung open, revealing you, as gorgeous as Kakashi had ever seen you.

Your hair was tied up messily, in disarray from the obvious culinary tasks you had taken on. A pastel pink apron hung from your neck, synching your waist, with white frills bordering the fabric. Chocolate was smeared on the front, in thin, abstract lines. The same chocolate was on your arms and hands, even a smudge having made it onto your cheek.

Kakashi took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on," he began, voice trembling slightly. Your smile widened as you leaned on the door, opening it wider for him. Gathering every shred of courage he had, Kakashi continued, "For years... all I have been able to think about is you, morning, noon, and night. Your face, your voice... they bring me comfort like nothing else."

He paused, collecting his breath and searching for any sign of what you were feeling, but something compelled him to go on before you could reject him.

"I've tried to ignore it, tried to move on, but I can't. You have a hold on my heart that I can't break. I...I need you to know...I love you." With a sharpness, you inhaled, and Kakashi sighed, "I love you more than words can describe... and it hurts to not know how you feel about me."

Breathing deeply from his monologue, Kakashi felt as though a weight was lifted from his shoulders. Even if you denied him, even if you told him your heart was for another, Kakashi would be okay, because, at least, now, you knew.

A beat of quiet passed through your apartment corridor as your eyes sparkled in the luminescent lighting. Then you simply giggled, "Do you still fancy a pineapple?"

Blinking rapidly, Kakashi asked, "What-?"

"C'mon, Lover Boy," you teased, motioning into your apartment with a smile that seemed to light up the room. "You don't know how much easier you've made things."

Still in a state of confusion, Kakashi wasn't going to turn down the invitation. He stepped into your apartment, taking in the large window and your twenty-some paintings that lined the walls. Snapping his attention back to you, Kakashi presented the bouquet and you took it up, holding the flowers close to your nose as you inhaled.

"I hope you don't think my thing is lame," you sighed, looking between the flowers and the bag of chocolate covered almonds that still resided in Kakashi's hand. "I didn't spend half as much money as you did."

"You...got me something?"

Brightly, you nodded with a deepened smile. "Yeah- well, no...kinda." You started walking toward the other room in the small apartment. "Come to the kitchen, I'll show you."

As he walked through your apartment, he took in all your little knick-knacks and chachkies. Everything in the room screamed about various corners of your personality, corners that Kakashi hoped to one day know like the back of his hand.

The kitchen was very white - white cabinets, white counters, white cupboards, white fridge, white backsplash, white oven. All white, except for a smattering of brown mess, all over two pots and the stove and the baking sheets that sat beside. You walked over nervously and motioned for Kakashi to do the same. As he got closer, he could decern chunks of various fruits and strawberries sat on the baking sheets, covered in chocolate.

"You...did this?" Kakashi asked, his voice filled with a mixture of awe and disbelief as he took in the array of chocolate-covered fruits. You nodded, eyes shining with anticipation. "For me?"

"All for you, Kakashi. Only for you."

You didn't know just how much Kakashi had prayed to hear those words come from your mouth. It was like he was dreaming, being given everything he ever wanted, and he grew anxious that it was.

Driven by a sudden surge of courage, Kakashi stepped forward and gently pressed his lips to yours. An electric jolt coursed through him as your hands instinctively cradled his cheek and the back of his neck. You melted into his embrace as he brought you close, fitting perfectly against him. Kakashi knew then that this was no dream; he was wide awake and finally living the reality he had longed for.

He also knew that he had to reevaluate Valentine's Day.

#kakashi x reader #kakashi hatake #kakashi fanfiction #hatake kakashi #kakashi fanfic #kakashi sensei #kakashi oneshot #kakashi naruto #oneshot #kakashi fluff #fluff

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