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[obito-in-disguise]

| Arranged marriage! Itachi x reader |

-Itachi's secret is out.

Part 3 to this

“tachi! tachi!” ever since she informed him of her boss’s atrocious actions, Itachi had spaced out in anger. His mind was running a million miles an hour thinking of all the horrible things he was going to do to that boss of hers for laying a finger on his wife. “Itachi!” his eyes snap back to hers, he didn’t realize he had zoned out. He takes in a deep breath grasping her shoulders and pulling her closer, “He did what?” “He touched me…here” her hand reaches up to the collar of her button up shirt, pulling the fabric aside to show her cleavage. What he saw made Itachi’s face flush with white hot anger, a large bruise in the hazy shape of a man’s handprint marked her right breast. “He groped my chest so I hit him but it hurt my hand and then...” Itachi had stopped listening at this point, his rage deafening him.

He jumps to feet without sparing another minute, grabbing his cloak and storming towards the door. His destination? Her office. His mission? To teach the head of the intelligence department a lesson on respecting women. She didn’t need to be told, Y/N knew exactly what Itachi was going to do and as much as she would love to see Itachi pummel the sleeze that touched her, there were things at stake. “Itachi please don’t! I’ll lose my job!” she chases after him frantically as he crosses the distance to the front door in long strides. “Stay here” the look on his face is murderous, it doesn’t leave any room for argument.

She sits on the step of the foyer in resignation and panic, she was totally going to lose her job which contrary to popular opinion, she didn’t get through her connections to her grandfather but through her hard work. She already socked her boss in the face this afternoon and now, her husband was on his way to fold him in half as well. Great just great. She had clawed her way to her current position at work, it took years of enduring slander and proving herself to reach the level she has now. She knew the man had harassed her, and that there was no reason for her to want to keep it on the low. But, the sad reality is that things rarely go well for victims of work place harassment when they speak out against their aggressor.

The entire room was in chaos, papers were strewn around, furniture scattered and the workers of the intelligence department left in shock as they watched the famed Uchiha Itachi of the anbu walk into their office calmly, and dislocate their boss’ jaw with a punch that sent the intoxicated man halfway across the room. A collection of gasps and screams could be heard as his body crashes through furniture and eventually skidds to a stop. Itachi simply steps over the furniture and objects in his path before heading towards his target again.

By this time, the remaining workers left in the office are yelling for Itachi to stop while others leave to get help. Itachi pays none of them mind as he gracefully lifts the man up from the ground up by his throat “What kind of animal would grope a woman so hard it leaves a bruise?” his voice is eerily calm and menacing, Itachi wants him to feel shame for his actions. The room is dead quiet now, Itachi glances around and notes the looks of unease on some of the women’s faces. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that this boss of theirs was a serial harasser, but unfortunately for him, he crossed the wrong woman and her husband today.

Itachi recognizes the man, Sei Fujioka, the newly appointed head of konoha’s intelligence agency. He had met him several times during missions, he seemed like any other regular person, Itachi would’ve never guessed the despicable things he was doing to women in his workplace. “Most of these women standing here today are the backbone of this disgraceful agency. They strive and suffer, putting in more effort than you could ever muster but yet you bury their efforts and blame their success on nepotism and privilege” Fujioka gapes at Itachi not knowing what to say, the pressure on his neck is almost unbearable and he has to support his weight by occasionally kicking his feet, his cheek stings both from Y/N’s hit earlier and Itachi’s this evening, but nothing compares to the sting of shame he feels.

He knows Itachi’s words are the truth, he found pleasure in keeping the women in the agency under his feet and harassing them because he knew they couldn’t speak out easily but, he certainly wasn’t going to be convicted to change his ways because Uchiha Itachi gave him a speech. However, being pummeled and called out like this in front of all the people he dehumanized over the years definitely achieved Itachi’s goal of making him feel the same humiliation he repeatedly subjected his victims to.

The leaf’s police arrive soon after and take down the details of what happened, with the help of a respected member of the anbu like itachi’s confrontation and testimony, the women were finally able to come out and testify against Fujioka for his crimes against them. That evening Sei Fujioka was led away from the building in handcuffs to jail, where he would await his trial for multiple counts of sexual harassment and sexual misconduct in the workplace.

It had been at least two hours since Itachi left and Y/N was worried sick. At one point, she considered going down there herself but the thought of seeing her boss’ face again so soon after what he did to her made her sick, so here she was waiting for Itachi to return. She was no longer worried about losing her job, what good was staying at a job that put your physical and mental state in jeopardy, now she was more concerned about her husband’s safety. Itachi was more than capable of handling himself but still, she couldn’t help but be worried. She must have been deep in thought because she didn’t notice Itachi had come in till he was standing in front of her, he smiles at her lack of awareness before reaching out a hand to gently shake her out of her thoughts. Her heart drops in fear as she realizes Itachi has been here for a while now, she chuckles clutching her heart as she calms down from the fright. Itachi wastes no time in recounting the events that happened upon his arrival at the office.

Tears gather in her eyes as she watches him speak. If she wasn’t sure she loved him, she was sure now. This man in front of her singlehandedly went to her office in the middle of the night, beat the crap out of her boss for touching her, and put an end to the years of systemic harassment her and her coworkers faced all in one night. She tackles him into a hug, causing him to stumble as he quickly recovers, hugging her back with just as much vigor. “I love you tachi”

Itachi’s eyes widen as he feels his heart drop into his stomach, he got so carried away with their little love story he completely forgot the implications of his health on their relationship. Please don’t love me, it’ll only hurt worse when I have to leave. Itachi sighs pulling her face out of his chest “I’m sorry about earlier Y/N, when I first met you, I too accused you of nepotism, if I had known what was going on in your workplace I wouldn’t-“ “Its ok Itachi, trust me you’re nothing like that asshole” she hugs him once again but as soon as she does, her smile drops. Only a fool would miss how he didn’t say I love you back, she decides to drop it for tonight, maybe he didn’t hear her but If she told him she loves him again and he didn’t respond then she would definitely probe further.

“ow-owwwww it hurts!” “Of course it hurts, you hurt you pretty hand because of that disgrace of a man, you should’ve left the hitting to me” Itachi comments as he cleans up her busted knuckles on the bathroom counter. “He deserved it” “of course he did but you got even more hurt in the process, come straight to me next time ok flower?” Itachi finishes up with the cleaning and swiftly wraps the hand in a bandage, placing a small kiss on it to ‘seal his love’ he would always say. He leaves her on the counter before disappearing into the room to retrieve one of his shirts for her to change into. He returns a few minutes later and hands her the shirt.

For one reason or the other, they hadn’t done the dirty yet so she definitely felt shy changing in front of him. Usually she would ask him to turn around but today she was far too exhausted, so she let her hands start to undo the button up. She glances at Itachi to see if he would look away but he stares intensely instead. She chuckles too tired to feel shy as she throws the button up off her shoulders leaving her bare before him. Itachi’s demeanor darkens as the bruise Fujioka left on her chest comes into view again.

He can feel his anger coming back but suppresses it for her sake, she must be extremely tired. His hand reaches to cup the boob where the bruise was located, gently caressing the bruised skin. His inspection goes on for minutes and she squirms under his attention feeling exposed, Itachi notices her squirming but his need to make sure she’s ok greatly outweighs her shyness. He sighs as he finally pulls his hand away “we’ll get some ointment for this tomorrow ok?” he reaches for the shirt he brought to pull over her head when he suddenly grabs his chest. He cries out in pain as he vision blurs, he can feel the familiar tightening of his respiratory tract followed by the inevitable spew of blood from his inflamed blood vessels. Y/N watches in horror as Itachi collapses to the ground holding his mouth, blood spilling from through his fingers.

“Itachi!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Pt 4 out nowww

The long awaited part three ya'll, even though it's just been 3 days. Sei Fujioka may or may not represent a man I used to work for but this chapter is dedicated to all the women who have faced harassment in our workplaces just by virtue of being a woman, you are not alone♡♡

Also, the next chapter will be the last, will it have a happy ending? Will it have a heart stabbingly sad ending? Stay tuned to find out!!!

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[h8ani]

Prompt #21 with Sasuke from Naruto please! 🥰 Surprise me!

Part One → Part Two → Part Three → Part Four

Pairing: Sasuke Uchiha x Reader

Anime: Naruto

Word Count: 3k

Synopsis: you hate him and he hates you, but when he shows up out of nowhere demanding to speak to you all of those years of pent up hatred come out

Warnings: this is the first smut I wrote in years so that’s a warning in itself, rough doggy, all characters are of age/aged up, dirty talk, angry sasuke, oral (female receiving), missionary for 2.5 seconds, angry reader at sasuke

Prompt: “This doesn’t change anything between us.”

A/N - look I actually tried really hard on this and I lowkey wanna make a pt2 to this so please tell me if y’all would want it! Feel free to request a prompt!

"Isn't he so cute!"

"I'm going to marry him someday."

"Sasuke is so cool!"

Hearing his name you couldn't help but roll your eyes. You couldn't stand his attitude even at your young age. It was always someone trying to one up the other, whether it be you excelling in your chakra control or him beating someone else in seconds in a sparring match. You hated him, you hated his attitude and you hated how every girl would throw herself in front of a kunai for him. You hated Sasuke Uchiha and he hated you.

Your feelings towards him weren't one sided either, he could've left you alone but no, he had to bother you any chance he got. Clearly he developed damage to his brain where he can't learn to develop the skills of empathy and self control.

The teasing wasn't that bad, it was the shitty tricks he'd pull and act like it wasn't him. If you wanna pull a prank on someone at least take ownership instead of being a pussy. Did you just call a 12 year old a pussy? Yes. Yes you did. Sasuke Uchiha at 12 years old was a pussy and you've told him that to his face too.

                                          ~~~

"You're leaving." You say as more of a statement than a question. You look at the brooding kid in front of you, his hand on his backpack strap tightening as he stares angrily at you.

"What does it matter to you?"

"It doesn't but-"

"Then shut up and mind your business." He interjects quickly causing you to stare daggers at him.

"You're a pussy." You push off from the wall you were leaning on and brush past him. "You were weak during exams and you're weak now." You begin to walk away past him when his grips the collar of your shirt and slams you back into the wall you were on. "Hey asshole!-"

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." He cuts you off, his face only mere inches from you.

"You wanna kiss pretty boy?" You shove him away as hard as you can creating some distance between the two of you. "Just get the fuck out of the village already."

And so he did.

You couldn't feel any happier once Sasuke was out of the village. The pain in your ass wasn't there anymore and you felt like you didn't need to prove yourself as the top of your class anymore even though you have been graduated from the academy for over two years. You were perfectly fine without him, everyone else he supposedly made 'friends' with, if he was even able to make actual friends that is; they were worried, suddenly wanting to go out and retrieve him like he was taken. Once again Sasuke was the top priority to everyone minds.

You couldn't care less about Sasuke Uchiha.

                                      ~~~

He hasn't crossed your mind on your own accord in years. You hadn't seen him in years, you know he's still a topic around the village but you tend to zone everyone out when he gets brought up and at this point in time it's been working. Out of sight, out of mind, he could have gotten himself killed in a random battle and you don't think you'd shed a single tear for him.

You hear a bang at your front door which catches your attention immediately, you go to ignore it thinking it's the neighbor's kid across from your apartment kicking the ball they had against your door until the banging becomes repetitive, the more bangs coming from the other side of the door the louder they became. You swing the door open looking to see who or what was the cause of the annoying noise only to be shoved to the side into the door frame. "What the hell!" You raise your voice grabbing the wrist of who barged in, you get overpowered and pulled back into your apartment and the door gets slammed. You look up at the intruder who shoved his way into your home and see him. "Sasuke?"

Sasuke looks frustrated to say the least. He has the same signature scowl he's always had on his face and the same posture with his arms crossed over his chest while looking around your apartment. There doesn't seem to be a difference in the way he looks at you either, the same hatred behind his eyes as always, even with him being the one rudely shoving his way inside.

"(Y/N)." He said simply with nothing coming after. You waited a few moments if he was just trying to be dramatic with his entrance. He never said anything after that.

"Why are you back in the village?"

"I'm not." You roll your eyes and huff a sigh.

"Why are you here in my apartment then?" You mimic his body and cross your arms over your chest, his head turns to face you and his eyes stare at you intensely. You'd say you were used to this but after so many years you've grown unaccustomed to the look he used to give you because it was nothing like this.

"I'm here to talk, I need to-"

"Why am I supposed to care what you need?" You  insert before he's done speaking. He huffs a breath and soon enough his eyes shoot the daggers you remember.

"I don't expect you to I just need-"

"How about you tell me why you left the village in the first place?" You cut him off mid sentence once again. You don't care about his needs, you don't care about him at all, but you'd like some answers. "Was it like everyone was saying? That you just wanted to grow stronger? So did you find it? Did you get stronger like you wanted?"

"That doesn't matter I don't need to answer that right now, you clearly already know the answer to that." He rolls his eyes and let his arms fall from his chest.

Sasuke was never a man of many words, he was never a man at all he was just a little boy, but with his responses you can't help but bug him about it. Call it being nosy or call it you always zoning everyone out the second you hear his name so you never actually found out the reasoning for him abandoning the village.

"So you're still weak? You're still that little kid who does nothing but bitch and complain about wanting revenge. You may have grown up in these last few years but you're still that sad, pathetic, weakling-" Your shoulders are shoved and pinned to the wall behind you in a moment, you gasp out at the sudden jolt in your back and look up at the angry ravenette.

"Shut up." He growls lowly and if looks could kill, not that he could but you'd probably drop dead if he wished it.

"Make me you prick." You look at him, your stare unwavering as the pressure on your shoulders feels tighter.

There is no sound in your home but everything seems to be buzzing in your ears. Sasuke's face only inches from yours, seemingly just like when he left the village. You feel a sudden wave of nostalgia if you can even call it that as it wasn't a fond memory to think back on. You wait for his response, you look into his eyes and can't decipher what's going on in his head. His grip on your shoulders loosen before he crashes his lips onto yours, his hand now finding a place onto the back of your neck to pull you even closer to him.

Your eyes widen in shock as you don't kiss him back. The kiss surprising you but what is even more of a shock is who is kissing you. You feel him pull away and the look he gives you is mixed with annoyance and frustration. "Just kiss me back." He pauses and smirks, "Or are you too much of a pussy." Your eyes darken with anger as he used your insult to him against yourself. He doesn't wait for your answer before he pulls you back to his lips, you instantly kissing back.

The kiss was hard and the only emotion behind it was the hatred you feel towards him. Your lips molded together as you two kissed, his hand found it's way from the back of your neck to tangling itself in your hair while you felt his grip tighten sending a tingling sensation to your scalp. He took the opportunity to slide his tongue in heating the kiss up in an instant.

You could feel him press against you, his leg sliding between yours and pressing against your clothed core, a small sound comes out but is quickly swallowed down by him. His lips leave yours to slowly kiss down your jaw, it was excruciatingly slow the way he kissed you, from your jaw to your neck to the sweet spot he found almost instantly. You bit back a moan but he made sure to take his time marking up your neck.

The feeling of his thigh was hard to push to the back of your mind, all you could feel was Sasuke and what he was doing to you. You hate him, you hate how he's making you react right now and you hate at how good he is and neither of you have even taken a single piece of clothing off of each other yet. You hate even more the needy words that come out of your mouth next.

"Bedroom." You say almost breathlessly, you could feel the smirk he gives against your neck before quickly going back to your lips. His hands slide to your waist and pull you to him and walk you back not daring to break from the kiss. He pushes open one door and you feel your ass bump into something hard and cold, you pull away from him to see you backed up against your washing machine. "You idiot, this is the wrong room." You roll your eyes and walk past him going into your bedroom.

"How the fuck was I supposed to know that it's not like I've been in your apartment." He scoffs following you and kicking the door shut.

"Oh I bet you must've dreamed-" your words were short lived as he spun you around and kissed you quieting you down.

Kissing Sasuke wasn't like all the books you've read, it wasn't sweet, it wasn't like being with your ex's when you were in love. His kiss was full of passion, it's a kiss of desire and a feeling of pent up frustrations he nor you have been able to let out. Frustrations at each other, at the world, at everything. Sasuke was a damn good kisser too which annoyed you even further.

His lips left yours to tug off your top, the fabric quickly being discarded to a random corner in your room. His eyes ate your figure up, seeing how your breasts layed there perfectly in your bra you were wearing. A low groan left his lips as he went to kiss up your chest, his fingers hooking onto the waistband of your skirt and started to tug it down past your thighs pooling around your ankles. You quickly kicked them away and pulled at his shirt. "Off." You demand and he takes no time in removing his shirt before pushing you back to the edge of the bed and dropping to his knees."

"Spread." He now is the one demanding. You go to spread your legs before pausing and closing them causing a confused look to cross his face.

"This doesn't change anything between us. I still hate you." His confusion quickly deadpans before shaking his head.

"God shut up." He spreads your legs and pushes your panties to the side before slowly swiping his thumb along your slit and pressing it to your clit causing you to gasp. "You're soaked." It was more of a statement than anything but feeling his thumb start to roll little circles on your clit sent a shockwave up your body. You watched him as he stared at your pussy.

"Are you going to sit and stare or are you going to actually do something pretty boy?" Your words rang in his ears and he slowly looked up at you, the same irritation growing in him like it did all those years ago when you'd call him that name. His thumb left your clit and his index and middle finger slowly pushed it and curled causing you to let out a small moan. He could feel you already clenching around them as he started to pump them in and out of you. "Stop calling me that." His head dipped down between your thighs and licked a long swipe before settling on your clit making you let out another moan.

"I can't help it." You say running your fingers through his hair. "You're a pretty- ahh fuck..." Sasuke sucks on your clit harshly, his fingers curling and uncurling from your gspot making your mind go fuzzy with the pleasure he's giving you. Your fingers tighten in his hair tugging slightly, "Fuck Sasuke." You throw your head back taking in the feeling of his tongue and fingers working on you. You can feel the coil in your stomach tighten up and you screw your eyes shut feeling the pleasure hit you. You feel dizzy and can't focus on anything but Sasuke. He tugs your panties down past your hips and tosses them to the side before finally undoing his pants. You fall back against your bed, chest heavy as that was one orgasm that knocked the wind out of you.

You feel the bed dip down before you're turned over to your stomach, a harsh smack heard before you felt his hand come across your ass. "Ass up." He says, his voice low as he picks up your hips positioning them to his liking. You feel him bring the tip of his cock up and down your slit causing you to shiver. You can just feel the smirk on his face before he pushes in giving you no moment to get adjusted. You let out a mix of a moan and groan feeling him stretch you out, you not having any sort of sex in a while is the excuse you'd like to give but you also didn't expect Sasuke to be big in the slightest.

His hands gripped your hips and brought you back with each thrust, you arched your back and dropped your head letting out small moans as he hit a spot in you that you haven't felt before. "You ever felt this good before with anybody else?" You could hear the smugness in his voice. "You're so fucking tight, don't tell me, you weren't saving yourself for anyone were you?" He chuckles as he thinks what he's saying is funny, you throw your hand back ready to smack him but he quickly catches it and pins your arm behind your back pushing you further into the mattress as he slams into you at a slower pace. "Of course you weren't, you take my cock too well."

You could feel every inch of him with every hard thrust he gives you, feeling him deep in your stomach as you grip the bedsheets tighter and tighter.  "Please go faster." You whine out without meaning to. Sasuke pulls out and flips you to your back before slowly pushing back in making you moan. He leaned forward his thrusts picking up pace and making you look at him.

The close proximity of him making you nervous all of a sudden, missionary was for eye contact, kissing, all of that intimate shit. Doggy style is much more your style with Sasuke. You don't have to look at him. The smirk on his face makes you question him before he speaks. "Who knew you were such a needy sub." Your eyebrows furrow as you go to speak but the words died on your tongue when Sasuke brings his fingers to your clit again bringing you close to your second orgasm. "You're just taking my dick like a good girl, aren't you?" You shake your head refusing to listen to him. His fingers move faster on your clit giving you the perfect amount of pressure to send you back over the edge. Your eyes squeezed shut and head pressed back in your mattress as you orgasmed for the second time in the night. You can feel Sasuke's hips stutter as he fucks you through your orgasm, his pace quickening even more before you felt him stop and let out a low groan as he came inside you.

Your eyes shoot open as you smack his arm, "You did not! Not inside you idiot!" You shove him off of you as you quickly go to your bathroom that's connected to your room.

Sasuke chuckles to himself before letting out a small "oops." He sits himself up on your bed and gets himself dressed. He can hear you grumbling in the bathroom and the shower starting to run as he gets finished. He stands up and makes his way around your room walking to the door before his eyes laid upon picture frames on your dresser. He can faintly see pictures of your closest friends, some recent and some old but what catches his eyes the most was a picture taken when you were in the academy. It was when the top of the class got a picture taken and both you and Sasuke tied for number one. Both of you were upset that you had to take a picture together and it was evident on your faces. Your arms were crossed while glaring at the camera man and whoever had to have forced the picture and Sasuke was looking over to the side, his hand on his hip and looking as annoyed as ever.

Out of all the photos you put in a frame you put that one even as you hated him.

Hate. It's a funny emotion. Isn't it?

[kakashislvt]

kakashi x reader ❁ gn!reader ❁ mdni ❁ wc. ~1000

kakashi has been watching you for hours, intrigued.

it’s a saturday afternoon, and his only plan for today was to go to the bookstore and pick up the newest addition to his favorite novel series.

but then he saw you from the corner of his eye picking up the same book he’s read about 10 times over: Make Out: Paradise, the first installment to the series of novels he adores so much.

he picked up the newest installment, Make Out: Tactics, then by his own inclination he followed you into the lounge.

he sits down and pretends to read the book he just grabbed, but oddly enough, he was way more interested in watching you.

he was curious, he wanted to know what someone like you were thinking as you began this journey into reading Icha Icha.

hours went by of kakashi sneaking glances at you from behind his book while you read and turned each page.

he admired everything about you, from the way that you look, the way that you dress, the way that you carried yourself, your demeanor… everything about you was attracting him to you in ways he couldn’t quite describe.

he watches your eyes now scan the page in front of you, your eyes narrowing as you comprehend the text.

he wonders if you got to that part yet.

suddenly, your eyes move up to match his, and kakashi immediately looks back down to his book, cursing at himself for staring at you for way too long that time.

there’s no way you didn’t just notice that, and when he looks up again he finds your eyes now staring at him with wonder, your mouth formed into a smirk.

he gulps, and the thoughts he was having about you come flooding through his brain as you begin to move out of your seat, never breaking eye contact with him.

he licks his lips under his mask as he imagines slowly sliding his hand down your pants, pleasuring you in ways you’ve never experienced yet, that only the books can bring out of you.

you’ll learn soon enough, he thinks to himself as you approach him.

“excuse me,” you begin speaking, the sound of your voice already making his cock twitch. “sorry to bother you, but i noticed you were reading the latest volume…” you brush a strand of your hair behind your ear.

kakashi clears his throat.

“uh, yeah…” he scratches the back of his head, remembering how bad he was at flirting. “what’s your name?”

“y/n,” you say giving him a slightly seductive smile, holding out your hand. “you’re kakashi, right?”

he gulps, taking your hand and shaking it, the feeling your skin sending a jolt of electricity down his spine.

“yeah,” he says nodding his head, regaining his composure. “so, what do you think of the book so far?”

your eyes widen with excitement, as if you were waiting for him to ask you that so you could talk about it to someone who understands.

you ramble on for several minutes about your favorite parts of the book, the sappy parts, the passionate scenes, the lustful tension…

that part, the part you’re describing now, has him squirming in his chair as he watches you speak… your lips are moving, but the sound is muffled, when all he can think about is the way they’d look around his cock.

“you like that part, huh?” he finally brings himself to say, staring into your eyes with pure lust as they stare back into his the same way.

“y-yeah… i-”

kakashi grabs your wrist, immediately stopping you from speaking.

“do you… uh… wanna come back to my place?” he asks you sheepishly, and you stare at him, surprised.

but then your eyes scan his entire body, and your mouth forms into a dangerous grin, already convinced.

“lead the way,” you respond, and he nods, getting up with your hand still wrapped in his as he leads you to his place.

when you get there, he turns on the lights, showing you around the house while he pretends he doesn’t want to be drilling his cock between your thighs.

he wants you to touch him so badly.

“y/n,” he says hoarsely, finally turning you around, then leading your hand to his bulge.

he was already so hard, thinking about your naked body, thinking about your walls swallowing his cock, fucking you hard and fast from behind.

you gasp, feeling him up, taking in how hard he is through his pants.

“this is… for me?” you ask quietly, and he nods his head yes, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“yes,” he responds hoarsely, kissing the top of your head as he grinds his hips into your hand.

“i wanna fuck you so bad, y/n,” he whispers into your ear, burying his head in the crook of your neck.

your eyes roll back at the sensation you feel between your legs as you imagine his hard cock in your hands.

kakashi rests his forehead against yours, still grinding his hips into your hand lightly, as you both look towards each other’s lips.

kakashi swiftly drags his mask down, his lips crashing into yours, molding against each other in a perfect fit.

his lips are soft and sweet against yours, tasting like fruit and rain.

he was growing impatient, bucking his hips into your hand, kissing you roughly, so you reach down his pants and take his length into your hand.

“mmmm,” he groans loudly against your lips, his tongue now entering your mouth as you slowly begin to pump him.

“ahhhh,” he grunts, breaking the kiss to catch his breath, staring into your eyes now as his cheeks turn pink. “f-fuck,” he whimpers, grunting in between your long strokes against his hard length.

you lick your lips, forming them into a smirk as you kneel down, dragging down kakashi’s pants as he gasps.

“kakashi… i’m gonna make you see heaven,” you say to him before you lean in, your lips swallowing the tip of his cock, making him groan your name.

“y/n!”

he grabs your hair as you bob your head up and down his cock, sucking him all the way down your throat, taking him whole, fighting the urge to gag.

“my god… you’re doing so good…” he murmurs as you suck him like your life depended on it, and he starts to grind harder into your mouth.

your mouth feels like heaven to him, he’s got his eyes closed and his mouth parted open, his hands in your hair guiding you faster.

“I’m gonna cum,” he says urgently, grinding faster and harder into your mouth as you gag and choke on his cock.

his moans are getting higher and higher, until finally he thrusts his hips flat against your mouth, and you taste his hot cum down your throat.

“fuck,” he breathes, out of breath from stimulation.

you stare at him, satisfied with your work, then you get back up, and he immediately starts to touch you below the waist.

“are you ready for me to show you what i learned from those books?” he whispers into your ear before licking his lips.

you moan softly at the feeling of his hand toughing you there, and you rest your head against his.

“yes… i’m ready.”

with that, he leads you to his bedroom where he touches you in ways you’ve never been touched before, fucks you in ways you’ve never been fucked before.

he had your hands trapped above your head while he shoved his cock into you from behind, and you swear you were the one who saw heaven.

“that was… amazing,” he chuckes, kissing the side of your head while he holds you in his bed.

“yeah… holy shit, you weren’t kidding,” you respond, leaning your head in, melting into his touch. “thanks for noticing me at the bookstore, by the way.”

kakashi immediately turns his head to face you, his eyes widening.

“uh… you saw that?”

you chuckle at him, moving a strand of his hair out of his face.

“i did. but i also noticed who you were, and i had to see if you were worth all the hype.”

he chuckles, his face turning a slight shade of pink.

“well?”

you rub your chin as if you’re thinking about what to say next.

“hmm…. i think it’s too early to tell, guess you’ll have to take me out on a date first.”

kakashi’s face is now the color of a strawberry as he scratches the back of his head sheepishly.

“yeah? you’d like that?”

you nod your head yes, smiling softly at him, and he leans in to kiss your lips.

“mmm…” he groans into the kiss as his lips move against yours in sync with each other.

“that can be arranged,” he finally says breaking the kiss, and you stare at him in a daze.

then your mouth turns into the same seductive grin you gave him from the beginning.

he knows what this look means from you now.

“come here,” he says as he pulls you into him, and he gets to work, taking you again for another round.

by the end of it, it’s late and you’re both tired, so he invites you to stay the night, to which you accept.

you have no idea what to expect from your encounter with the legendary copy ninja, but you saved the thought for tomorrow morning as you drift off to sleep in his arms.

[ichatake]

Hello! I'd love to see Naruto with a reader that is either a single mama to a 1 yr old girl or a nanny to a 3 yr old and a 1 yr old who are VERY attached to her. Please and thank you!

Naruto with a single mother S/O

Requests are open! (Request rules)

Naruto was loved by many in the village, especially the kids. They saw him as a hero and admired him so much, so you can imagine that he frequently visited the Academy to see the kids. Being in his early twenties, he was still nowhere near having a relationship with anyone (Not even Hinata).

I wouldn’t say the boy was desperate, but he really wanted someone to love! Sure, there were a few kunoichi out there that really liked him, but he didn’t find them genuine—and they were a little too much for him to handle.

Anyways, on one of his visits to the Academy, he got to meet the sweetest children he ever got to know. They were so happy to see him, especially a little girl in particular. Her round cheeks and big smile made his heart warm.

“You’re my hero mister Naruto,” she exclaims, hugging his leg in pure happiness.

He chuckles and kneels down, patting her head—making her hair ruffled and messy. This earned him a giggle from the girl as he looked at her, “Thank you, what’s your name, huh?” he asks with a big grin.

“(D/N)” she answers, her eyes bright as he looks at her face to face. See, this was your daughter. Ever since she was born just a few years ago, she always admired Naruto. You told her stories about him—since the young man has done so much during his twenty five years of life. You couldn’t admit it, but you admired him just as much as your daughter did.

“That’s such a pretty name, you know?” he chuckles as the other kids surround him. He spent all day with them. Even if he didn’t get much free time, he didn’t mind spending it like this.

When it was time to leave, he waited by the door to say goodbye to the kids as they were picked up by their parents. He watched as a young woman finally arrived, holding onto a smaller child. She looked tired, but her face immediately brightens up when she saw her daughter.

The same girl that had been so interested in him ran up to her—to you.

“Mommy!!” the little girl exclaims, running and hugging your leg tightly, “Look mommy, I met Naruto!! My hero!!” she points at Naruto as he tenses up and grins with red cheeks, “Heya,” he waves his hand at you.

“Oh, that’s really nice,” you smile gently, waving back at him, “It’s so nice he spent his day off here,” you say and he shook his head, walking a little closer to you, “Oh, it’s nothing really. Your daughter is a wonderful kid,” He says as your daughter seemed to jump in glee.

“Thank you,” you smile, the smaller child that sat in your arms watched Naruto intently. He was no older than a year, but he still looked like a baby. “I see you have another one,” he chuckles and smiles at your baby boy, “They look just like you,”

“I get that a lot,” you giggle and bow your head, “Well, it’s been a pleasure. I think this day is definitely the best day ever for my daughter. She really is your biggest fan. It was really nice to meet you”

After that interaction, Naruto couldn’t stop thinking of you. After you left, that’s when he noticed how gorgeous you were. Your smile was just beautiful, and the way you treated your kids was so gentle and kind. He kind of wanted to see you again. And so he went back to the academy.

He didn’t really know if you were married—he’d assume so, since you had two kids, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to see you. He felt a little guilty, he didn’t want to bud into a relationship. He didn’t want to be a homewrecker! But that was just Naruto overthinking things, since he barely knew you… for now.

Because the more he went to the academy, the more he got to see you. And the more he got to see you, the more he learnt about you. He had already lost count of how many times he frequented the academy just to see you, and you were certainly catching up to what he was doing.

When you brought it up, he tried to avoid it saying that he just really loved teaching kids techniques. You knew this was a lie because the kids were barely pass the age of six. Either way, you enjoyed his company and so did your daughter.

As more time passed, he found out you were a single mother of two. You left a not-so-good relationship and ended up with the task of taking care of two kids all by yourself.

First of all, Naruto admired you. You were so strong to keep yourself up. You must’ve been stressed and heartbroken, and yet you still managed to take care of your kids. He loved that about you.

Something inside him actually switched instantly when hearing the news. If it was obvious he was interested in you then, now it was super obvious. He didn’t try to hide it. All to the point where he ended up asking you out on a date. And to his surprise, it went well. No, it went great. Both of you bonded over similarities. Both told happy and sad stories, You two got to know each other on a deeper level.

It was a matter of time until you were head over heels for him. And he was for you. Your daughter was already asking if Naruto could be her dad, in FRONT of him.

“(D/N) you can’t go around saying Naruto is your dad!” you say with flushed cheeks as your daughter expresses herself. “But I want Naruto to be my daddy!” she whines and holds onto Naruto’s leg.

“I’m so sorry, she—,”

“It’s okay, I mean, I can be your daddy if your mommy lets me,” he says with pink cheeks. Your heart almost stopped at his words and you couldn’t even speak. This made him nervous and he started to apologize in panic.

“Im sorry, I shouldn't’ have said that—I’m so stupid—”

“I certainly don’t mind,” you finally said, a gasp falling out of his mouth. Then, a grin spread across his face as grew happier each second. This was the beginning of a new chapter for you, and a blossoming love story.

[milessluvr]

SAKURA ND’ HINATA WITH A OVERWORKED S/O

parings?!; sakura x reader x hinata

warnings ig?; poly relationship wlwlw poc! S/o overworked s/o female pronouns/female reader.

Note; SCHOOL IS ALMOST DONE 🫶🏾🫶🏾.

When the two girls saw their s/o overworking their self to the max they acted on it immediately.

Sakura would most likely hide you’re books laptop anything that would distract you.

Spa day is a must and a need, for the 3 of you since hinata is the princess of her clan they can go in for free.

Dates nights on the rooftop looking at stars.

Y’all are definitely playing video games hinata gets a scared when y’all play horror games.

Watching movies? Heck yeah romantic movies are sakuras favorite.

Sakura and hinata does your nails one hand purple the other hand pink.

They’re going to help you out with your studies.

Hinata braids your hair hands down.

teacher yelling at you calling you? No worries sakura and hinata will take care of that.

Their going to argue with anyone that pushes you to study faster or harder.

Jeez these girls love you very much.

omg Ty for the 31 notes <3😭

[instant-delusions]

♰ 𝔩𝔞𝔶 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔬𝔫 𝔪𝔢 ♰

vampire! gaara x f! reader

cw: nsfw (head - female receiving), blood(sucking)

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

only a vampire can love you forever - horrible hookups, rancid relationships and dodgy dates, those obviously never satisfied you, how could they? mere men are useless. around the time you absolutely gave up on finding somebody who'll quench your thirst for obsessive love, gaara tiptoed into your life - in a little corner café, on a horribly rainy autumn day, his candle lit face caught your attention. stirring honey into your chamomile tea, you watched as his turquoise eyes were glued to a page of 'masque of the red death', twirling a dark tinted wine glass in circular motion flawlessly. "his own demise is still a mystery, did you know? it's quite ironic.", gaara glanced up quickly and cocked his head slightly in surprise, obviously not expecting somebody like you talking to the likes of him.

"I did not." his voice was smooth and low, like candle wax dripping; a dangerously hot sensation with an addictively warm undertone. goosebumps rose on your skin as he kept looking into your eyes, noticing the effect he had on you, he smiled lazily. "though, i am quite curious now. please, tell me more." gaara leaned onto his hand, peering at you almost seductively. having an absolutely breathtaking man like him look at you this intently made you squirm. you averted his gaze, sat on the sqeaky chair across from him and started speaking quietly, spilling all your knowledge of the mysterious circumstances of edgar allan poe's death. after you were done, gaara took a sip from his wine, painting his lower lip an attractive, bloody red. completely entranced by his captivating appearance, you barely noticed him pull out his leather wallet and drop cash on the table. standing up, he reached his hand out for you to take. what a gentleman, you thought dreamily... 'he's hot, okay, but think about this - a literal stranger, (y/n)! don't be stupid.' the little voice in your head whispered reason, however, as his earthy desert-rose scent hit you, your hand immediately found his cold one.

the apartment was an old one, georgian in style and as you expected, filled to the brim with books. plus, the shades were drawn and a few flickering candles lit the place, the floor creaked as you inspected every room, to find his sheets not a bit creased, as if he never laid there at all. as you sat down on his bed, you noticed it sadly didn't smell of him either. "thank you for being my guest, (y/n). I did get a bit lonely lately." he spoke while opening one of the windows, "hope you don't mind. I like the sound of rain." gaara smiled at you toothily, flashing his almost fang-like ones. you shook your head no, agreeing with his fondness of rain and watched as he sat down next to you.

"so gaara, are you somebody who keeps up with news?" you twirled your hair as you spoke, trying to read his stoic expression ; is he surprised? or... does he feel caught? the man leaned back with curiosity in his eyes, humming, he tapped his chin twice, as if in deep thought. "are there any specific ones that caught your attention?" he replied, voice steady and unassuming. "indeed. the attacks that have been happening lately..." as you crawled closer to him, almost like a lioness circling her prey, he rose a brow - not in confusion, but in caution. "farmers are shocked to see their animals sucked dry. two..." you lifted two fingers in front of his face, "...puncture wounds near their neck. almost like a vampire ... or maybe the chupacabra." at that, gaara lost his composure and started to giggle, he looked at your lips and back to your eyes, cocking his head slightly. "what are you implying, (y/n)?" he asked, voice silky smooth and teasing, while leaning his head on your shoulder, breath fanning your neck. running your fingers through his dark red locks you hummed, "obviously, you're a chupacabra." you felt his face heave with laughter against your shoulder, coming back up he put his hands in the air, as to defend himself. "you got me." looking at him with a smirk and blown pupils, you spoke ; "I know a way to keep your thirst at bay."

quickly, his smile dropped to a frown and gaara shook his head. "(y/n), I know what you're feeling, it's what I'm designed to do; captivate and kill, but..." reaching up, he carefully stroke a strand of your hair. "I've sworn off killing and drinking from humans." with a sigh, he let his hand fall into his lap. he watched as you crawled closer again, each of your legs resting at his sides, straddling him. "you don't want me?" the question made him look at you with frustration, "what do you mean?". "I want you to drink from me" to underline your point, you stroke your hair back to reveal the soft skin of your neck. "if you want..." looking at his unreadable expression, you started losing confidence. it was clear that he was torn - wouldn't it be for his amazing restraint, he'd have his fangs buried in you back at the café, where he first smelled the sweetness pumping through your veins. not to mention the situation right now ; his knuckles white from holding back having a taste of ambrosia right next to him. you traced his skin with a finger, feeling how cold and soft it is, "don't hold back."

with that, gaara let out a quiet whine and nustled his head in the crook of your neck. pressing a sweet kiss on it, he asked ; "you sure?". you pushed your hand against the backside of his head, bringing him closer to you. "yes." feeling his lips part, you tried to contain your excitement but ultimately failed as he sunk his fangs in. a loud moan escaped you after his first suck, he gently laid you onto your back and continued. deep groans and unintelligible babbles left him, you could make out the words "too good". the pleasure was indescribable, like the way weed hits after a long break or a big swing of icy water on a hot summer day - his hand pressed into your waist to move you closer until there was no more space left, you could feel him gulping greedily. slowly starting to grow lightheaded, you pressed against his shoulder with a mumble of his name, with one last suck, gaara stopped. his teeth redacted and you felt your warm blood running down your throat. obviously, he couldn't waste that and licked a long stripe back to your wound, where he licked away the spilling drops like a kitten. needily, you pressed your hips against his and started grinding helplessly. "gaara...please. I need more." he lifted himself off enough to look at you, lips and chin red ; "more?" he asked, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth teasingly. "what does that mean, hmm?" peppering kisses all over you, he enjoyed the way you squirmed and stuttered, without coming up with a comprehensive answer. "please use your words, love." gaara gently started to knead the meat of your thigh. "wanna cum..." you mewled pathetically, squeezing your eyes shut in embarrassment. gaara pressed a little kiss against your lips; a reward, of sorts. "good girl." moving down, he pulled the zipper of your skirt down, helping you shimmy out of it, revealing your (hogwarts house)-themed underwear. "cute panties" he commented with a wink, before slowly pulling it down your legs. breathing in deeply, you pressed your thighs together and hid your face, feeling shy all of a sudden. "what's wrong?" he asked, "I'm nervous!" a giggle left him as he moved your hands away, he kissed you again and hummed against your lips. "me too."

now situated between your legs, gaara focused on leaving hickeys and bites on your thighs. "thank you..." he stopped, licking your blood off his lips, "for letting me drink from you." your hand found its way onto his hair, petting it gently - "how does it taste?" you ask, genuine curiosity laced in your voice. "it's so good, indescribable, really. from now on I'll never drink anything else." he smiled bashfully and ducked between your decorated legs again. "stop teasing" you whined, as he continued sucking hickeys onto your inner thighs, "can't-" another kiss, "help myself." fed up with him playing around, you grabbed his hair and pulled his face to your weeping pussy, thighs pressing together to hold him there. surprised at your sudden dominance, he gasped, his hands shot up to hold your waist and bring you even closer. without wasting time, he started licking a long stripe down your folds and up again, sucking your clit into his mouth. your arched your back off his bed with a shout, to which he grabbed a tight hold of you, stopping your wiggling with an immense strength. he continued focusing on your clit, moving his tongue in infinity shapes against your sensitive nub, sucking and having you feel his fangs scrape against it. gaara moved one of his hands to start fingering your dripping hole, amazed at how you got so incredibly wet for him. he felt you sucking his fingers in with greed, tightening and pulsing around him - imagining bullying his cock inside you, he felt his dick hardening more at the thought of it. looking up to watch your ecstatic face, gaara almost came in his pants. especially after hearing you moan and scream out his name so sweetly. he felt you trying to push his mouth closer - the thought of having you sit on his face next time shot through his mind as he continued pleasing you with eagerness - watching your tear-strained face tipping closer to the edge. "gaara...m...close! so close!" you moaned and started babbling praises at him, how good it felt and how he shouldn't stop, that he's the best you ever had and you never wanna leave. his heart started to beat quicker and with a final push of his tongue, you broke down. a loud moan escaped you and he felt your pussy spasming and creaming against his face, absolutely drunk on the feeling of having so much of you on him.

"so...what else do you like to read?" you were trailing random shapes on gaara's chest. after a shower, some romantic banter and you putting on one of his shirts, you cuddled on his bed, using it for the first time in ages, probably. he let out a soft chuckle and pulled his arm tighter around you, "I like mieko kawakami."

[itjazzbicch]

Naruto Masterlist

🥰 - means fluff

😠 - means angst

🍋 - means smut

😥- means sad/emotional

Tobirama Senju

Sparring -🍋

Shikamaru Nara

Bed Hog -🍋

Hidan

New Side of Me -🍋

Naruto Uzumaki

Always -🥰

Might Guy

First Choice -🍋

Obito Uchiha

Our Futures -🥰

A Deeper Bond -🍋

Madara Uchiha

New Bloodline -🍋/🥰/😢

Hashirama Senju

Lustful Tempest -🍋

Kakashi Hatake

Special Assignment - 🍋

[juniperboyu]

friendly reminder that my ask box is open for Naruto, HXH and DBZ fanfiction/imagines/etc. requests as well as general silly tomfoolery

[arabella0001]

Kakashi Hatake and the quiet ways he shows he cares

Kakashi Hatake, who pretends not to notice when you’re struggling with something, but subtly adjusts his schedule or actions to make things easier for you, as if by accident.

Kakashi Hatake, who somehow always knows when you’re about to trip or drop something, steadying you with a quick hand, muttering, ���Careful now,” like it wasn’t instinctual.

Kakashi Hatake, who lends you one of his worn books, casually pointing out his favorite passages, even though it’s his way of letting you see a piece of himself.

Kakashi Hatake, who avoids openly affectionate gestures in public but stands just a little closer to you, his presence acting as a silent shield.

Kakashi Hatake, who fixes the little things without making a big deal out of it—tightening the strap on your bag or adjusting your umbrella on a rainy day—and then moves on as if nothing happened.

Kakashi Hatake, who notices your favorite flowers and occasionally surprises you with one, leaving it where he knows you’ll find it.

Kakashi Hatake who makes quiet mornings more peaceful, handing you a cup of perfectly brewed tea without saying a word, his presence grounding even in silence.

Kakashi Hatake, who listens intently when you talk, his gaze soft and unwavering, even when he pretends he’s only half-paying attention.

Kakashi Hatake, who insists on walking you almost anywhere, brushing it off with a simple, “It’s on my way,” even though it’s clearly not.

Kakashi Hatake, who sits with you under the stars after a long day, offering advice just if you need—just the quiet reassurance that he’s there, and he always will be.

sasuke one

naruto one

[sur-i-ki]

𝘈𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦

To anyone from the outside looking in, you and Naruto were the least compatible together. For anything.

The constant squabbling, the fighting, and the sheer annoyance the two of you exclude when together would easily make someone think: 'Dating? These two can't even be friends'

For instance, take last week for example; the two of you, one board game, and the rest of your mutual friends glancing nervously at the two of you. The end? You refused to give Naruto his monopoly money, and so you dumped his instant ramen all over him. Sasuke and Sakura both kicked you out onto the curb for that.

You washed his hair later that night at your house as he littered kisses over your bare stomach.

Anyways.

Or, let's talk about when the two of you had your mouths taped shut because you couldn't decide on a movie. Sitting in silence togther as the rest of your friends sprawled across the floor-for the entire movie.

Except you traced out 'I love you' on his thighs the entire time as well.

Regardless,

There is no regardless. No matter what instance is brought up, there is always something after that, just, makes no sense. Whatsoever.

When Sakura asks Naruto why he fights with you, he replies, "Because we like to. It makes her happy." It’s safe to say everyone's jaw dropped, and probably dislocated afterwards when he looped his arm around you and dropped his head down to kiss your shoulder. You were seemingly unbothered.

When a guy asks you out, not thinking of the hulking blondie beside you, onlookers are shocked to see him pull you into his side.

But, you hate each other!

Do you?

Well, you can't hate him much when he whispers into your ear that you're his, he's yours, and that will hold true forever. Can't hate him when he brings you potted flowers instead of bouquets because "his girl" shouldn't have dead flowers. And you especially can't hate him when he doesn't take any of your insults seriously and returns them tenfold. Even if it’s to see the Cheshire grin on your face when he does.

So yeah, to any onlooker, you both are incompatible, but he says "my girl" and "pretty babe" and so many things when all you do is look at him, and, well, he's pretty compatible with you, so you don't care.

He's yours. And he’s cute. So who cares.

⇝ 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥! 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

[obito-in-disguise]

| Drabble about post war naruto because he's a snack. |

Post War Naruto who’s gotten taller and sturdier since the last time you saw him. His shoulders are broader now, his movements steadier, more purposeful. You weren’t sure about his new haircut at first, it felt too serious, too unlike him. But now, the more you look at him, the more it suits him. It’s like every inch of him, from the way he carries himself to the way he looks at you, radiates confidence. And now well… he’s undeniably hot.

Post War Naruto who’s still got his goofy, endearing side, but now it’s wrapped in a layer of maturity. His apartment’s clean, seriously clean. No more empty ramen cups scattered around or dirty laundry piled in a corner. He keeps the windows open to let in fresh air, his bed’s always made, and there’s even a plant sitting by the windowsill that he swears he’s been watering (and surprisingly it isn't dead!).

Post War Naruto who still takes you to Ichiraku now and then, but also surprises you with fancy restaurant dates. He fumbles with the menu sometimes, squinting at the names he can’t pronounce, but he plays it cool, like he totally knows what he’s doing. “I’ll take…uh, whatever’s good,” he says with a sheepish grin, hoping you don't notice.

Post War Naruto who’s a gentleman now. He holds doors open for you, makes sure you’re always walking on the inner side of the sidewalk, catches you when you trip instead of snickering like he used to. He's always on time for your dates as well, already waiting ten minutes early sometimes with flowers, and his signature light up a room smile!

Post War Naruto who’s painfully oblivious to how hot he’s gotten. He looks at you with that familiar furrowed brow of concern, wondering why you're staring at him, flustered, when he casually takes off his shirt. His once lean frame has transformed, his chest now covered with battle scars, his biceps thicker, and his abs sharp, like they were carved from diamond. You mumble something he can’t hear, and he's leaning in, his face hovering just a breath away from yours, asking with innocence, “What was that? Didn’t catch it,” his voice softer than usual, making your breath catch in your throat.

Post War Naruto who still has his moments of clumsiness, still trips over his words when he’s flustered. But it’s all part of his charm, because no matter how smooth he gets, he’s still Naruto after all, your Naruto.

Post War Naruto who somehow balances his duties as a hero, a leader, and your partner. He’s always busy, but he makes time for you, showing up at your door with takeout and an apologetic smile after a long day. “Sorry I’m late. Missed ya,” he says, ruffling his hair as if that makes up for it.

Post War Naruto who still loves ramen but now knows how to cook other things too, well, sort of. He insists on making breakfast for you sometimes, standing proudly in the kitchen with a frying pan in hand. The eggs are slightly burnt, but the way he beams when you tell him they’re delicious makes it all worth it.

Post War Naruto who listens to you now more than ever. He doesn’t just hear what you’re saying; he takes it in, remembers it, and acts on it. Whether it’s something big, like your dreams, or something small, like your favorite snack, he’s always paying attention.

Post War Naruto who ends every day with you in his arms. No matter how hectic life gets, he holds you close, resting his chin on your head as he whispers, “Thanks for being here with me. You’re my favorite person, ya know?” His voice is quiet, his words simple, but they carry all the love he has to give.

Gremlin Naruto in Boruto is our karmic justice for not appreciating how hot the last/post war Naruto was. Somebody get Ikemoto out of that studio cuz he's fucking everybody's shit up, no one's hairline is safe. Jail time for him honestly because just look at this.

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[sasukebpd]

kishimoto was insane for this

[kakashislvt]

hello friends!

so this blog is mainly for kakashi and naruto related content, as well as jjk and whatever else i’m feeling tbh. this blog will occasionally have 18+ content.

i'm a fairly new writer and i've published a few oneshots on ao3 (smut warning) so here’s my little list so far.

kakashi x implied fem!reader

-Sharingan: Activated (bartender reader)

-Seeing Stars (anbu cocaptain)

-Kiss Me Slowly (inspired by the song)

kakashi x obito

-all my life you were the one (very fluff)

[icameheretoreadstuff]

Tobi is not here anymore

Pairing: Tobi/Obito x F!Reader Warnings: 18+! MDNI!, NSFW, Smut with feelings, Teasing, Cockwarming, Oral, Sub/Dom, Wet and Messy, Bondage, multiple orgasm, youre very bendy, friends to Lovers, unprotected sex. Summary: How much do you have to tease Tobi before Obito comes out to play, or fuck you dumb on his cock? A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr.

Tobi was sitting on the couch when you walked into the room, you closed the door and locked it as you had a smug look on your face. "Y/n-senpai! what are you up to?" he sang "want to try to scare Deidara again?" you chuckled as you shaked your head. "You know, I'm more in the mood to something else, I mean you should now" you smirked as you walked over to him. He smirked behind the mask as he thought to himself finally he sent you begging for his dick, he loved teasing you and it had become this twisted fun game of his.

He knew you wanted him bad, you weren't exactly good at hiding it as you thought you were. "Why don't you open up your coat" you said as you opened yours and revealed black pants and a tight black sweater hugging your breast. He bit his lip behind the mask as he saw your curves, your breasts and everything he had been dreaming of.

"y/n-senpai, youre being naughty~" you smiled at his answer as you dropped your coat to the floor "I know you saw me just a couple of minutes ago" you said, and he crossed his arms and his head leaned to the side "what did y/n-senpai see?" he asked you suprised and giggled behind his hand "pleasuring myself" you said and he dropped his hand as you leaned over to him and grabbed his coat with one hand "I didn't get to finish and it's your fault for teasing me so fucking bad, so I can't help but wanting to return the favor" you grabbed the zipper to open his coat when he instantly grabbed your hand and stopped you.

You couldn't see the smirk behind his mask or the hard dick he was hiding, throbbing and begging for your mouth. "Are you gonna be a good boy and behave?" you purred. He couldn't help himself, the image of you touching yourself was burned into his brain, going on replay. He was actually about to jerk off thinking about you before you came in here. You could hear him swallow as his chest began to heave "maybe~" he teased.

He had been teasing you for days now, you were sexually frustrated to say the least and then you caught him peeking when you tried to relief yourself. Your legs were spread and you were moaning his name as he was sitting outside the window behind a tree peeking, he caught you off guard so you had to stop. He disappeared and you got pissed to say the least. And here you are now, infront of him and it felt like he's still trying to mess with your head.

You smirked "Now it's my turn to tease you" you said as you tried to open up his coat "let go of my hand" you said calmly "now" you spat, warning him. "ok~" he said chipper. You smirked as he let go of your hand and you opened his coat. Your mouth fell open as you saw what he was hiding underneath, litterally leaving nothing to your imagination.

His pants was hugging his large fat dick. He smiled behind the mask as he was loving every moment of seeing your reactions. You let out a silent moan as you licked your dry lips.

He silently cursed as he wanted to taste your lips so bad, he wanted to taste your toungue and his dick was throbbing for attention.

"Damn tobi" you smirked as you leaned back and took off your pants, reavling your bare clit. He melted at the sight of your clit and instantly he lifted his hips as he flipped out his cock, making sure to hide his scars. "Good boy" you smiled as you sat down to your knees.

He stared at you mouth as you slowly looked up at him, leaned forward and stuck out your tounge and tasted his sweet precum while keeping eyecontact. He loved that you were circling your toungue around his tip while keeping eyecontact. You felt his precum was like a candy you couldn't get enough off, It tastes so sweet.

You eagerly licked up every drop like it was worth millions and He leaned his head back into the couch. You inhaled his length like you were starving, humming as you made his dick wet from your drool.

He hummed at your mouth hugging his dick, bobbing your head. He melted as he enjoyed the sight of you finally sucking his dick. You pushed your mouth deeper until you felt his balls under your chin "This is teasing?" he struggled badly to say, sending sparks throughout your body. You took his throbbing cock out of your mouth. He looked down at you closely, curious about what you had planned next.

"no" you said and straddled him. You grabbed both his hands and tied them up behind his head fast. "I'm just getting started" you placed his dick into your folds. The instant touch sent him flying, he stared at your lips as he tried not to even breathe funny. He let out a sigh as your clit felt too good.

You moved his dick twoards your entrance as he tried to push up his hips. You held his cock tight "I'm in charge" you said as he tried his hardest not to make a sound "I decide when you can fuck me" you smirked "So be a good boy and listen to me" he chuckled in a low deep voice which sent a surge deep inside you.

You noticed something in him change for a moment, but he went back instantly back to Tobi, "I like your sweet pussy" he said cheerfully as Tobi. You wanted him badly but also you wanted him to open up to you. You smirked as you thought you just have to tease him enough to talk in his real voice, you just wanted to fuck him raw and real, and if he was hiding something youre just gonna have to tease it out of him.

You placed his cock back to your entrance and slowly sat down on his cock, trying to adjust to his length. He couldn’t help but to let out silent deep groans through his mask which made you even more motivated on teasing him.

You moaned as you slowly felt his dick fill you up "Fuck youre big" you huffed as you leaned flushed into his chest as you kissed his neck. His dick was leaving no room to spare at all, hugging your tight walls perfectly. "you wanna know what I was thinking about?" you began as you grabbed his hands and pushed them towards the wall.

He loved seeing you take control like this, letting you think you have the upper hand was so amusing to him.

"Before you rudely interrupted me, instead of joining me" you said and tightened your core as he felt his dick being squeezed inside you, causing him to try his best to not let out any more deep groans but he couldn't help himself as he let out a deep moan.

He knew you had already noticed something was up, your tight walls were making it pretty hard for him to keep up. And the fact you weren't moving were just driving him more horny for you.

"I thought about your hands all over my body" you let your free hand wander, touching his muscles "I thought about riding you like this" you moaned as you moved your hips slowly thrusting him once. He couldn't help himself as he let out a deep groan.

You pinned his hands hard to the wall, he chuckled in a deep voice and let out a groan, which sent shivers down your spine. You closed your eyes hard shut as you wanted to touch your clit so bad, but you knew if you did you would climax way too soon. "I thought about your dick deep inside me like this" you whispered into his ear.

His precum and your wet clit was already soaking up his pants. You thrusted slowly up and then down as you grinded onto his pelvis and you could hear the wet noises, which was driving him insane. You stopped thrusting, He leaned his head back and let out a deep moan.

His entire chakra changed yet again, like an off switch you were teasing, on and off. His dark voice ecchoed inside your head. You wanted more, the thought of hearing his dark voice would burn into your memory forever, you knew you would be touching yourself while hearing his deep moans on replay inside your head. But it wasn't enough, You wanted more. No, you craved more.

You tightned your core and thrusted slowly up and then you thrusted hard down once more before you stopped. At this point he didn't care anymore, he switched off Tobi. You couldn't see his face, but it didnt matter. He wasn't Tobi anymore, He was definitely gone.

"Do you know how much I wanna fuck you right now?" he said with his normal voice, You moaned at his words and slowly began to thrust down before you managed to stop and tired your best to not thrust onto him again as you tried to breathe calmly.

He wanted to rip up the knot and just grab your ass and fuck you until you got speechless: litterally dumb on his fat cock. His dick was throbbing and begging for more speed, you were going too fucking slow and were definitely teasing him real bad.

"Your voice is so fucking sexy" you leaned twoards his clothed neck and kissed him onto his neck, you leaned up "I wonder how good your lips taste" you hummed into his ear.

He cursed under his breath as he smirked, he wanted to fuck you right the fuck now and he wanted to taste your sweet lips, he wanted you to moan into his mouth so he could taste your moans.

"You know at some point" he said with his delicious deep voice "I'm going to rip up this knot and fuck you stupid, right?" you couldn't help yourself as his voice was such a turn on as you automatically began to thrusted onto his dick "yeah?" you moaned "I'm not repeating myself and I'm not your fucktoy" you huffed as you began to thrust faster, feeling more turned on more and more the more he talked. he began to huff as he smirked behind his mask "If anything, youre fucking mine." you started to loose it as you thrusted down hard, shaking your ass down onto his cock.

He could see your breast jumping up and down with each thrust "you want me to fuck you real good and fast?" he cooes "show you how to properly fuck someone?" he hissed, you were struggling and could feel your control over him slip away "tobi" you moaned as you felt you were close "Fuck me" you moaned.

He looked behind him and saw it was dark outside "enough" he said seriously and ripped open the knot "it's your turn being tied up" he smirked and grabbed both of your hands and tied them behind your back before you could say or do anything "you're my fucktoy"

He grabbed a glass that was standing in the window and threw it across the room turning off the lights. "Fuck Tobi" you winced. It felt like he had you wrapped around his finger. He took off his coat, and his tight sweatshirt and then he took off his mask. You couldn't see his face but you were too fucked out to care anyway.

He finally crashed his lips into yours, he was hungry and starving as he could taste your sweet tounge. You melted into his kisses as you couldn't help but to want more- He moaned as he grabbed your waist and pulled you flushed into him, then he gripped your waist and thrusted you down onto his cock. You moaned into his lips as his hips were clapping hard up into you.

Your moans and your rough make out session sent you over the edge, you felt a surge throughout your body as your breath became short but deep, rapidly. "Cum on my dick, let me taste your moans" he hummed "yes, just like that" he cooes as you climaxed "good girl" he cooes as he smirked and spanked your ass hard.

You ripped open your hands and wrapped your hands around his neck as you let your fingers grip tightly onto his hair, leaning his head into the couch. "mfh" he moaned as you continued to make out with him. You stood still as he wrapped his hands around your waist hard, while making out with him as he continued to slam up into you while moaning into your lips as he climaxed deep inside you.

He panted as he smirked at you, you could see the moonlight hitting his smirk. He noticed this and looked into your eyes unsure of how you would react.

You couldn't care less as you leaned down and kissed him. He hummed as your sweet kisses and it began to grow into another makeout session, he moaned as his hips began to thrust slowly into you once more.

His cum was dripping out of you as he thrusted up into you. You leaned back and threw off your top, he groaned as he leaned forward and kissed your nipple, sucked it and moved over to the other one.

He licked and sucked as he grabbed the other one with one hand as he thrusted into you. You cupped his face and kissed him as you both went eagerly back to making out. The wet noises coming from where you both are connected sent you over the edge as you moaned "Fuck me harder" you huffed "please."

He lifted you up, holding your thighs and laid you down onto the bed nearby. He threw off the rest of his clothes as he crawled over you. He slipped His hard cock into you and rolled his hips as he kissed your neck, "please, fuck-" before you could finish your sentence his hips snapped and he thrusted slammed hard into you.

He let out moans and groans as he fucked you so hard you felt unable to form sentence, "fuck babe~" he moaned which sent you over to the edge as you climaxed once more, your sweet release was like an addiction to him, he couldn't get enough.

He slowed down "you're done allready?" you teased, He chuckled and put your legs up on his shoulders as he slipped his hard cock inside you and he leaned forward pinning you down and kissed you "I'm not nearly done" he hummed in his deep voice, his cock pushed deep inside you as his pelvis was now grinding onto your pelvis.

He let out a groan as he grabbed your thighs and pushed them deeper down until your knees hit the matress. He began to thrust hard into you with no warning, clapping his hips hard into you, You grabbed his muscled arms as you felt you were close "I~" you managed to say before you climaxed.

He groaned as he slowed down and pushed his dick deeper. You gasped silently as he thrusted his dick hard into you. The clapping sounds turned faster, his balls were now spanking you. He moaned as the wet sounds, his hips clapping into you and rough needy kisses sent him over the edge as he climaxed for the second time into you.

He pulled out and collapsed beside you while huffing "Do you have anything I can clean myself up with?" you asked him as you were holding onto your pussy for not spilling any more than you already have.

He raised out of the bed, walked around and grabbed you in bridal style as he walked twoards a door. It was dark, so you couldn't quite see him but then he opened a door, the bathroom was still lit.

He let you down and you didn't turn to look at him. You instantly turned the light off as the moonlight was hitting the floor. you could sense he was standing right behind you. You walked over to the shower and turned it on "join me?" you said in a calm tone.

You could feel your heart beat as he walked across the moonlight twoards you. Your eyes were locked as he stood there in the moonlight for a moment, you let out your hand and waved him over "come here already" you said and he walked over to you, you cupped his face and stood under the warm water hitting your body as you kissed him deeply.

"why" he asked in his deep voice "I don't care, I like you" you said honestly and looked up at him. He looked down into your eyes seriously as he leaned down and wrapped you into his arms and kissed you while sighing happily.

[milessluvr]

pt 2 on the childhood lovers headcannons

-Teenager sakura haruno.

ever since sasuke left she have been clinging on too you, she was scared of losing you like she did sasuke she wants to protect you,love you, be with you forever. You’ll do that.. right?

you both got on the same team she convinced her sensei to change teams to get closer too you

please even kakashi started shipping you too that’s how you know your made for each other

you two love birds adore each other so much it made Naruto jealous man😭.

you both make each other’s bento sakura puts little hearts in it you put blossoms shaped in hers

pool party yes it’s summer people enjoy

matching bathing suits yes, (it’s her favorite also btw)

she’ll take you to random dates once she took you to a sky diving date it was amazing omg

please if anyone takes bad about you she’s knocking them out

she dreams about marrying you having kids with a small/big house of your choice with a animal (cat or dog or whatever)

omg she’s easy to shop with also she’s mostly stuck in the clothes section 😭.

she plans to marry you one day hopefully.

I made this while watching Kubz scouts bro😞

[kakashixhatakesxwhore]

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?"