#minato gets blonde eyelashes

[tricksterly-conduct]

"There is only one thing worse than Hiruko-" "A child."

@luckystarchild it's been a hot minute but I saw your post and had to do it. sdflksdjf

[drblueneck]

Heya! I have officially fallen in love with JP (I will now worship you, my Queen) and Dark!Minato and Fem!Naruto. But, along with that, I have got a weird urge to see Naruto get all dominant on Minato. ;D Hence, I got a prompt I would like to see how you would handle, if you want to do it. Naruto sees Minato with flushed cheeks (from either exhaustion or sickness) and gets all hot and bothered, wondering how he would look at her from beneath her if she was the cause of his flushed state.

Hohohoho! Someone knows how to flatter me! KNEEEEEEEL BEFORE YOUR HIGHNESS!!!

More seriously, I’m super glad I’m converting more and more people to the Dark!Minato trope (though, let’s be clear children: if IRL you meet a dude/dudette who is as assholish as Minato: fucking run. Possessive bastards are no joke, and it often ends in tragedy. JP is NOT a good example of how HEALTHY relationships work!! (Damn I should definitely post this warning somewhere in the fic...))

ANYWAY! You asked, I delivered. So sorry if it doesn’t really follow the prompt, the characters kinda do whatever the hell they want, and frankly, Naruto is just way too damn oblivious to understand her own attraction!

Up. Down. And up. And down.

The movement was kind of hypnotic, and Naruto wasn’t sure if it was the physical prowess that kept her transfixed, or if it was the sweat glittering on Minato’s bare shoulders and slowly seeping into her own pants.

A slight tremor went up the man’s arms as he struggled to go back up and Naruto promptly looked away from the veins bulging on his biceps, uncrossing her legs only to cross them back again. This made Minato groan as he strained to look at her over his shoulder only for Naruto to push his head back down.

“Focus!” she barked.

“Then stop squirming,” he huffed as he went for his second to last push up.

“Your own fault for asking me to sit on you, princess. Ya know I can’t sit still.”

Finally, on the last rep, Minato’s arms gave up and he ended up flat on the ground, panting like his life depended on it. Still, he managed to find the breath to gasp out, “I didn’t... ask you... anything!”

He tried to wiggle his hips to dislodge the woman but she stayed firmly stuck to him, making a show of getting more comfortable. He could swear he heard his spine whine in protest.

“You lost a bet, same difference.”

Naruto leant down to better look at his face. Minato was flushed from doing so many reps, the red going as far down as his neck. Sweat had plastered his fringe to his forehead and his eyes couldn’t seem to focus, eyelashes glistening with pearls of perspiration.

Something tightened in her guts and Naruto squeezed her thighs together, feeling suddenly pretty hot for the mild spring weather. Fanning herself, Naruto tried to taunt her fellow blond into a fight.

“Did I ever tell you that I’ve got insane luck? Never lost a bet in my life! I guess you’re doomed to be the loser in this relationship.”

This only got her a tired groan. After a few more seconds, Minato eventually turned around on his back, trying to force Naruto off him. She shifted with his sluggish movements and as soon as he was facing her, she sat back down on his stomach with a bit of a jump, tearing a pained, strangled “umpf!” out of the man.

“Sooo, next are the crunches, right? Want me to hold your feet for you while my clone throws the kunai?” A devilish grin graced her lips and Minato found it hard to swallow.

No way he was yielding. He’d do the full sets she had prepared for him (who the hell thought that 10 sets of a 100 reps of intensive workout with a handicap was normal?!) and then he’ll erase this entire day out of his memory.

He clenched his jaw and arched an eyebrow. “Bring it on.”

Naruto’s grin outright turned evil as she cackled and finally lifted herself off his body to crouch at his feet, a clone readying the kunai. Her hands wrapped around his ankles like searing bands and Minato was acutely aware that apart from dodging the projectiles, he had no way to escape.

He started his first rep, narrowly missing a kunai and almost wanting to smash his head into Naruto’s just to make her lose her stupid smile, but instead focused on his breathing and the clone trying to maim him, his cheeks already flushing with blood again as he tried to go as fast as possible to be done with the ridiculous bet. 

Just eight more sets to go after this one.

For her part, Naruto couldn’t wait to see how far down she could make that flush go.