Lovemaking Afternoon
warning: smut. pure smut. nothing kinky though.
His chest brushed against your back with each pump of his hips, moaning in your ear and letting his jaw go slack and fall open. Hot breath ran down your neck as goosebumps erupted on your sweat-slicked skin, a shiver running down your spine and shooting sparks of pure electricity into your bullied cunt.
"Fuck, baby, you're drippin'," He drawled in your ear, as if in awe of the puddle of slick beneath your hips, making the sheets uncomfortably wet and sticky but he only saw it as something cute. You could be almost as messy as he was sometimes.
His voice was always a bit deeper in the morning, but a few rounds of mid-day sex could get his tone lower than ever, chest rumbling against your back as he grunted out his awe-filled praises.
"Please, honey. Cum again, won't you?" He was begging, really. He just couldn't help it, couldn't care less if he sounded desperate or whiney or whatever the hell you'd tease him for later— if he didn't feel you clench around his cock and gush in the next few seconds, he thought he'd go crazy.
His hand was a clumsy as it pressed itself against your front, palm against your abdomen and knuckles pressed to the sheets of the bed while he snaked his way down you the space between your hips, fumbling with the front of your sex before pressing his fingers against your clit. The bud was small and easily breakable in his fingers, but he had done this enough that his touch was on autopilot, so easily circling his digit around the nub and pressing on it with his middle finger.
"Please, I- ahhhhh," He moaned, pressing his face between your shoulder blades as he felt that familiar splash of liquid against his balls when you came, cock twitching as it spurted his load so hard in your womb it was a wonder it didn't come out your nose.
"Ah, ah, ba-aby," He couldn't think, let alone talk. Not with such a perfect pussy squeezing him tighter than he thought possible, hips bucking and twitching urgently into your ass. He didn't care that drool was spilling down the corners of his lips, or that he looked rather pathetic with his eyes rolling back in his skull. "Good, so good, please- please."
You'd think he was done by the way he panted like a marathon runner, but oh no. He just needed a second to catch the breath you had stolen from him, then he'd be right back to it.
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I'd gotten a few requests for anbu era kakashi and gai, and need this specific scene for another comic, so here we go. Kakashi's about 17/18 Gai 18/19 here and not romantically involved/together yet
tw: blood, injury, suicidal thoughts kks has a breakdown p much
[gai snoring][knocking][pounding on door] Gai: Coming! Genma, I swear to-
Gai: Kakashi
[clatter]
Gai: 'Kashi, the blood in your mouth- KKs: NO!! No hospital, it's not my blood! Please, gai- Just go. Don't look at me
Kks: Why-?
Kks: Do you get off to seeing me this pathetic or are you just a fucking idiot! I do everything I can to get you to stay the fuck away from me! So why else-? I don't understand. Why do you even like me?
Kks: I don't know where else to go. I don't wanna end up like my dad, Gai. I'm so scared. What else am i good for Gai: Kakashi. Kks: I just wanna die. I just wanna die. [WAILING]
[There's lots I like about you, rival. How you love romance novels. Your distaste for sweets and fried things, so you always give them to me. Your stubborn competitiveness no matter how ridiculous the challenge is.]
[How fiercely protective you are for your friends and comrades even if they aren't grateful for it.]
[gai snoring]
[gai snoring] Gai: Sushi eating contest later? [kks flinches] Kks: Ok. Gai: Yes! see ya
Kks: See you.
[Because you're kakashi. Not Hound, The legendary copy nin, Prodigy, Genius,
[Or white Fang's son. I've always just seen kakashi]
[push] Hurry it up, I'm hungry. Gai: Trying to make me bite off my tongue, so I cant compete, hah?? Kks: Not at all what I was doing but ok Gai: Well- Let me tell- [And I think kakashi's pretty great]
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Listen we need to have a serious talk about Kakashi’s side profile and when they give detail to how fucking muscular he is...
And to add, why is he serving face here when he’s all depressed and feeling guilty? Like this is a very serious scene and all i can think of is, “Fuck he’s hot.”
You’re not supposed to look that handsome when sad. Not when Naruto and Sasuke almost just killed each other. AND YOU’RE SERVING FACE AT A TIME LIKE THIS?!
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This is a scene from "A Single Man" by Tom Ford (I watched it a long time ago and don't remember the plot all that well, but I remember this moment, and to me it SCREAMS Obito x Kakashi! Don't you agree?). The movie screenshots are under the cut.
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