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(very) kinky!obito drabble under the cut <33 tw: mommy kink, breastfeeding, lactation kink, teasing, breasts appreciation, crying.

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IMAGINE… obito’s obsession towards your tender breasts notably increasing once he gets you pregnant.

if the dark-haired already loved them because of their rounded form, their softness, and, above all, how well they fit in his big hand —just as if they were meant for him and him only— while squeezing them very slightly, he’d go crazy about their changes throughout your pregnancy.

obito would be mesmerized by how full they seemed now, almost drooling over his chin at the sight of your swollen nipples all prepared to breastfeed your newborn baby, who was sleeping comfortably on her tiny little crib inside her pinky room.

he couldn’t help but to wonder; did it hurt? did the fact that your boobs were bigger bother you in the slightest? would you let him help you to feel better by sucking…?

“are you doing alright there, big boy?” you joked, catching him off guard. not that you didn’t notice, though. it was kinda obvious that his gaze was completely glued to your clothed chest for several minutes. “you’re staring.” you clarified when you figured you wouldn’t be getting a response soon enough.

he scratched his head, “r-really?”

“is there something that you want?”

you brought your arms together on purpose, causing your boobs to look even bigger inside your special bra and also hissing quietly since they were very sensitive.

“do they hurt?” obito whispered without taking his eyes off your juicy chest. he’s heard the small whine that left your puffy mouth, the one you thought it was barely noticeable.

“they do…” you confessed. “a little, yeah.”

obito approached your spot on the large sofa, somewhat hypnotized. with caution, he raised his hands towards the straps of your bra to slip them down your shoulders. once they were out of the way, he moaned at the forming wetness in the fabric just above your nipples.

after a second to recompose himself —more precisely, to prevent his blood going downwards—, the dark-haired got rid of it to reveal your dripping breasts.

“shit,” he cursed. “they’re…” he cut himself off, not quite believing the amazing view in front of him.

your mounds were completely stuffed with tasty milk your body nicely created that some of it was slipping down your tummy; your nubs were all perky as if they were waiting for someone to suck them hard ‘till they became empty again.

“h-hey…” obito complained with a tiny pout the moment you moved your nipple away from his eager mouth. “p-please. let me help you, my love.” he looked up at you, trying to reach for your bud but miserably failing in the attempt. “y/n, d-don’t…” his voice came out broken, feeling his eyes tearing up.

“a-are you crying?” you wondered aloud, surprised at his reaction. nevertheless, you kept teasing him. “seriously, obito?”

he blinked repeatedly to get rid of the blurry vision, sensing his cheeks getting wetter. “give them to me… let me taste your sweet milk, i’m b-begging you.” he sniffed through his runny nose.

you sighed tenderly, wiping his tears off with your thumbs before gripping his hair and guide his mouth towards your awaiting nipple. “there, there.” you calmed him down, giggling at his eagerness to suck your milk out.

obito gasped contently, resting his head on your collar bone and closing his eyelids as he drank from you at a slow pace. every now and then, his tongue worked around your areola to later come back and continue extracting the delicious fluid.

“not so hard, ‘bito.” you pleaded when you felt his teeth nipping at your sensitive skin. “babies aren’t supposed to have teeth yet…” instinctively, he moved his hips forward at your words.

if the way his lips were latched at your mound to life was something to go by, you were sure he won’t be leaving your softness anytime soon; or at least ‘till he emptied you completely. you decided to make yourself comfortable on the sofa as you waited for him.

you’d be lying if you said that you weren’t enjoying this just as much, the relief he was providing you between soft sucks was perfect to ease the pain in your breasts, which was becoming unbearable at this point.

you were brought back to reality; a present where the swallowing sounds from obito’s throat got stronger. you stroked his black strands between your fingers, noticing his still closed eyes. “is my baby hungry?”

obito nodded slowly, taking care not to waste a single drop of your tasty milk. “more.” he pleaded quietly, enclosing his hand on your now-emptied breast.

“are you done with this one, baby boy?” you caressed his relaxed face. he burped lightly, feeling overwhelmed.

“mhm…” he hummed sleepily, licking the remaining fluid on his puffy lips. “give me more of your creamy milk, mommy.”

you whimpered. “jeez, obito…” you offered him your other perky nub, though. “such a big baby.” he latched onto it rapidly, making circles around it while he pumped more of your milk out with steady breaths.

you noticed his suckling slowed down as time went by, his lips partially loosened their grip around your breast and his tongue stopped its movements. his eyes were now closed for real, driving him into the most peaceful sleep he’s ever had and with his mouth enclosing his favorite source of tasty food.

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[uchihagods]

it’s been ages since i last posted something on here, so i’m back with a tiny little itachi fic i wrote long ago, hope u like it!

calling itachi ‘princess’ in bed drabble under the cut <33 tw: unprotected sex, riding, oral, angst?, i don’t remember what i wrote exactly sorry but that’s pretty much it :)

(not proofread)

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IMPORTANT!… please, feel free to ignore if any of these topics trigger you; read at your own risk!

“What did you just call me?” Itachi opened his eyes carefully. You continued fucking yourself on his cock, your hands gripping the little hairs on his nape.

The delicious friction he was causing in your insides was distracting enough for you to ignore his protests, which wasn’t very funny for your boyfriend who was now furrowing his eyebrows.

“Mhm!” You whimpered the third time his bulbous tip hit the magic button that made you see stars within seconds. God, you couldn’t love his fat dick more. “So. Fucking. Good.”

A pair of beautiful hands squeezed the flesh of your playful hips, dictating a more relaxed pace. You knew him too well, you knew he was close to his release.

—“Is my princess almost there, hm?” You brought up again that one pet name that seemed to trouble him a lot.

He stopped reciprocating your thrusts. You faced him and found a very disturbed Itachi. “Don’t call me that.” Your boyfriend stated seriously.

“Don’t call you what?” You played dumb while grinding against his hardness even though he stayed still like a statue. Your own hands cupped his pretty upset face and kissed his eyelids with tenderness as to try to erase the last sentence of his mind. Teasing him more and more by each passing second. “I’m just enjoying our love session.”

“I am too.” He responded, confused. Was he imagining things now? Could it be possible?

You smiled at him, pecked him and rode him some more. You supported yourself on his thighs to give him a better view of your jumping breasts and wet pussy. Your face contracted in pleasure at the new angle, his cock stimulating uncharted places inside you that made your walls twitch.

Lowering your gaze to where your bodies were connected, you admired the way his whole shaft disappeared in you, half of it reappeared covered in both your juices before it slammed back into your tightness to repeat the process. Again. And again. And once more.

You reached out for his thumb to place it above your aching clit, silently asking for some relief there. Itachi, as always, understood and didn’t take long to fulfill your wishes. He started drawing long circles with his pad, making tiny zigzags forms and not pressing too much on your sensitive bud; just how you taught him to do it. Your boyfriend was a fast learner indeed.

“Such beautiful fingers.” You praised. Not averting your eyes from his painted nails, so meticulously painted it looked perfect. You surrounded his neck with your arms, accommodating your body closer to his. He was still playing with your clit. “My pretty princess.” You tried to kiss him on the lips, but he dodged you successfully by offering his cheek instead. “Hey! What are you doing?”

“Quit it.” He complained. “I don’t like that.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t like it.”

“I do, though.” You whispered. “You’re my princess.”

“Stop.” He pleaded when you resumed your movements, grabbing each side of your hips.

“No!” You nearly screamed the moment you felt him slipping out of you. “Don’t you want to fuck me anymore?” You sat on him again, almost too harsh.

“It’s softening, Y/N.” Itachi noticed your watering eyes, he couldn’t help feeling guilty now. But, what was that all about, anyway? “Of course I desire you, my love. More than anything.“ He clarified first. “It’s that stupid name.”

“Princess?”

“Yes.” Your boyfriend closed his eyes forcefully. “None of that, okay?”

You pouted. “No.” Before he could protest, you sealed your last word with a long, passionate kiss. You shoved your tongue into his cavern, dancing with his once you found it.

You pulled his cock out of you and started pumping it to make it hard again, caressing his reddened tip with your thumb at the end of each pump. With the help of your bare breasts pressing against his chest, you didn’t take long to have him all prepared for you.

—“Fuck me already, will ya’?” You suggested, looking at him through your eyelashes, and thus, making his member twitch in your hand because of how gorgeous you seemed like that.

He complied, of course. Picking you up by your asscheeks, Itachi laid your body on the bed delicately. He spread your legs wider for him to fit between your meaty thighs, you let scape a loud moan the moment you felt his tongue licking your dripping hole; your fingers found their way to his beautiful, long hair.

You’d thought he was going to fill you up with his cock once again, but you were certainly surprised to have him ravishing your insides with his wet muscle instead. Your legs rested on his wide back while he traced a tiny path from your hole to your throbbing clit as to suck at it hard.

Your boyfriend, knowing you’d come quickly with that simple movement, penetrated you with two of his slender fingers to start moving them rhythmically. Your hips were acting on his own when they suddenly shook at the added stimulation, at that, Itachi used his free hand to squeeze your side tenderly.

“Relax, my love.” He separated a little from your core, “So sweet for me.”

“I want to taste you too…” You cupped his reddened cheek, caressing with your thumb the tender skin there. “Can I, princess?”

He rested his forehead on your belly, “Yes.” He figured that the most reasonable response at this recently discovered tendency of yours was, actually, the lack of one. After all, this was the first time you called him that, and, hopefully, the last one as well. “I’d love that.”

Completely ignoring the mention of that pet name throughout the rest of the night, —which was harder than he expected, and showed to you.— Itachi decided to just enjoy his girlfriend’s mouth and pussy surrounding his throbbing member until he emptied himself on her beautiful face when the pleasure provided by her playful tongue was too much to handle.

In the end, both of you were exhausted as hell; you couldn’t recall when was the last time you felt this sore and tired after having sex with the dark-haired. Don’t get me wrong here, the two of you made love almost every week, and you’d felt like this more often than not, but those sessions were certainly shorter and less rough than tonight’s.

Nevertheless, your caring boyfriend managed to get up after a couple of minutes of panting heavily to hand you a glass of fresh water to hydrate yourself. He too drank from there once you were finished and didn’t want more.

“Cuddle with me.” You did grabby hands like a baby. You were still naked, your nipples all perky and cunt glistening with your release.

Itachi smiled at you tenderly. “Don’t you want to take a shower first?” He asked, approaching your open arms to lay on your body with caution; head resting between your bare, soft breasts; arms hugging your waist, and eyes closed with tiredness.

You shook your head no, “I really want to sleep, baby.”

“Yeah.” He murmured with a hoarse voice. “Me too.”

With that, neither of you didn’t take long to fall asleep in that comfy position. Itachi’s last thought was, —‘apparently, she got over that stupid name. It was just a phase.’— while nuzzling his face in between your breasts.

He wasn’t going to hear that ever again.

Or, at least, that was what he believed.

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[uchihagods]

giving obito head first thing in the morning drabble under the cut <33 tw: consensual somno, blow/hand job, overstimulation, reader’s obsessed with bito’s cock, pretty much pwp.

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IMPORTANT!… please, feel free to ignore if any of these topics trigger you; read at your own risk!

your eyes fluttered open once the sun’s rays were bright enough to break into your shared room through the wide window that was located on your right, where a very sleepy obito was snoring slightly with his mouth parted; the sheet was barely covering his body due to all the movements your husband managed to do during the night, the fabric was gathered at his calves and you couldn’t comprehend how he wasn’t freezing to death since he was only wearing boxers as pajamas.

you rubbed your face before looking to your side, finding your dark-haired man’s tired expression. you leaned over him, touching his scarred cheek and kissing his nose; his features twitched cutely at the sensation. your gaze travelled downwards, admiring from his toned abs to his softened member inside his black underwear. you didn’t know if it was for his perfectly sculpted face or for the tempting bulge between his legs, but you were feeling the heat running through your veins and spreading into your core.

without being able to stop it, your hand enclosed his shaft above the clothes to give it a big squeeze, not missing the way his breath hitched almost instantly. you searched for any hint that could tell you he was starting to wake up, but now he just had his eyebrows slightly furrowed. you took it as a green light to continue your little exploration, slipping your hand under the fabric to touch his warm cock before pumping it once your palm was coated with your saliva.

obito moved, confused. “hmph,” he complained at the strange stimulation, thinking through his unconsciousness something was happening out there.

your strokes remained slow since, if you were going to be honest with your yourself, you were doing this more for your own pleasure than his. your husband was kinda aware of your obsession with his dick, and that was one of the reasons he accepted your request of sucking him off in the morning when you asked him not that long ago.

his reddened head was releasing translucid and tasty precum, converting your mouth in a watering mess at the thought of having him deep down your throat. you didn’t waste any more time, you lowered your body ‘till your face was in front of his now hard cock, giving his tip a quick lick and enjoying the sudden shake of his hips.

you welcomed half of his member inside your warm cavern, tenderly closing your puffy lips around his largeness and sucking it with passion. your fingers were holding his base while you lowered you head to take more of him, saliva dripping from your mouth and your throat closing deliciously around his tip.

“a-ah!” he twitched in your touch, eyes barely open and hands wandering on the mattress as to understand what was exactly happening in the real world. “fucking shit, god! mhm, y/n…”

you were too immersed in the way his salty skin tasted in your mouth that you didn’t even bother to separate from his dick to answer him, it was his fault for having the most delicious feast down there.

the fun was suddenly gone the moment obito guided your mouth away from his member by the light grip he had on your hair. —“h-honey, let me…” his voice hoarse due to his still sleepy state.

“obito.” you called him with an angry tone, “you don’t get to complain, so shut the fuck up.” you swallowed him once again, humming contently when his tip met with the back of your throat.

the dark-haired followed your instructions, caressing your cheek with his index finger while your head bobbed up and down at an amazing rhythm that was leaving him breathless. he whimpered quietly when you moved your tongue along his sack, taking a whole ball into your mouth.

you traced your way back up to his glistening head just in time to catch the first drops of his hot cum, that spurted everywhere on your face once he started releasing. your soft pillows enclosed his tip to milk him dry, welcoming the rest of his cum right onto your tongue.

“e-enough!” he pleaded when he felt your new sucks on his overstimulated cock begin to speed up.

“don’t you get it?” you asked tilting your head to the side while pumping his twitching shaft. “this isn’t about you at all, silly. i’m the one deciding when it really is enough.”

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