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🤍🍰 NARUTO HAVING A CRUSH ON YOU 🍰🤍

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘: N/A

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑: NARUTO UZUMAKI

🤍 - Naruto is the type of person who would go out of his way to treat you or try to impress you. He finds himself wanting to make you smile in every way possible, even if it does end up making him look like a complete idiot.

🍰 - I hope you like physical touch cause this boy has a lot of it! It’s one of his love languages. He would wrap an arm around you, hold your hand, pull you along, and etc. He enjoys being close to you.

🤍 - He also loves spending quality time with you. If you agree to train with him, go out and get ramen with him, or go out on one of his adventures around the village. He gets bashful when asking you if you’d like to come along with him, scratching the back of his head as a blush forms on his whispered cheeks.

🍰 - If Naruto is lucky enough to scratch himself up some money, he’d be sure to treat you! He is a selfless boy and he doesn’t pay attention to the things that he needs, he’s more focused on seeing that smile on your face. Make sure to inform him that he doesn’t always needs to treat you with something—he should learn how to get what he needs and treat himself.

🤍 - Naruto fan get a tad bit jealous. If he sees you hanging around someone like Sasuke, Shiksmaru, Kiba, or any boy in particular—he’ll get jealous. It’s not toxic—it’s more of a childish jealousy. He just wants all of your attention to be on him!! And he cannot have guys like Sasuke chatting away with you!!!

🍰 - When he feels down, he’ll come to you because your one of the only people he talks to most of the time and you make him feel ten times better than he originally did. All of his life he’s been alone and when you stepped into the picture, all he can do is just linger with you.

🤍 - He’d try to be a gentleman! Hold every door, pull out any chair, walk you home, offer to pay for your meal even though he doesn’t have money, etc. He’s a sweetheart!

🍰 - It’ll take him some time to confess how he feels for you. Not that he’s scared—well—a little hit. It’s just that his luck is crap! Everytime he gains the courage to confess, something happens! It’s total crap!

🤍 - We all know how silly Naruto is. He gets himself in the weirdest—dangerous situations. When he does a silly act, he always hears that laugh you let out. It makes his heart skip a beat. This discovery made him want to purposefully get himself into situation that would make you laugh (even if it’s dangerous).

🍰 - Every training session he’d try to impress you. Doesn’t matter how many times he fails, he gets back up and tries again! He’s enthusiastic once he gets the grip of the technique he mastered and boasts over it with confidence. It boosts his confidence if you cheer him on!

🤍 - Naruto can get a little insecure of himself when he sees you laughing along with someone else that’s not him. He worries that one day, you’d suddenly switch up on him and start treating him like how everyone in his life has. It worries him to death and he doesn’t know how to bring it up to you. This is one of the things he hardly tells you about because he doesn’t want to make it seem like he thinks of you in a bad light. Or he’s just worried that if he does end up telling you, you’d just tell him straight up that this whole time you’ve just put up with him. If he comes to tell you about it, please reassure him!!

🍰 - The day where he finally gets his confessions cross is the day where an angel gained its wings and flew to the clouds. It was a dream come true! To have you finally be his was just a breath of sweet, fresh air. Now he doesn’t have to worry about you getting linked up with other guys or that teme!

🤍 - Now your days are filled with Naruto! You’re taking a walk around the village? He’s coming with! You’re training? He’s there! You’re staying after school to finish some exam for Iruka-Sensei? Naruto will be waiting! His clinginess is top notch!

🍰 - Naruto can get pretty possessive over you. If he sees you interacting with Sasuke, he gets jealous and stand offish—sending glares at the raven head with disdain. Ugh, he hates that guy with a passion!

🤍 - Overall, Naruto is an amazing boyfriend for you to have. He is all the things that someone would want in a significant other. Yes, he may have his moments where he can be a bit too much to handle—but it’s all out of love just for you. You can depend on him to be by your side until the end of the world and he will be there!

[sweetlyvibe]

PAIRING : Naruto Uzumaki x Introverted!Reader

GENRE : Fluff

WC : 1,8k

SUMMARY : A quiet, introverted reader who’s honest and affectionate with Naruto—always holding his hand, staying close, inviting him over to play games or taking him to Ichiraku just to spend time together. | the request

CONTENT WARNINGS : None ( This story is soft, wholesome, and fluff-centered. No angst, violence, or triggering content. )

You weren’t the loudest person in the village. In fact, most people barely noticed when you were around—always soft-spoken, always staying near the back of the room, watching more than you spoke. You weren’t shy, exactly. You just didn’t feel the need to fill the silence. You liked quiet things, gentle smiles, soft spaces.

But when it came to Naruto Uzumaki…

Well, you were a little different.

Everyone else was used to his loud voice, his energy, the way he lit up any room he walked into like sunshine with legs. He made people laugh. He made people groan. And for you? He made your heart beat faster, every single time.

You didn’t have the courage to confess right away. But you did love him. And when you loved, you showed it.

Maybe that’s why every time you hung out with him, you couldn’t help but reach for his hand.

౨ৎ

You were sitting on a bench just outside the Hokage’s office, the sun warm on your face and your hand resting between you both on the wooden seat. Naruto was talking excitedly about a mission he’d finished the day before—something about an exploding squirrel and a cart of vegetables—and you were smiling softly, not saying much.

He turned to look at you, his grin wide and happy.

“…and then the squirrel launched itself at Kakashi-sensei’s head! I swear it had a grudge, believe it!”

You giggled, cheeks heating up. “That’s… actually really scary.”

Naruto blinked. Then he laughed. “You always say the funniest things in the softest voice.”

Your fingers brushed his knuckles. It was almost automatic now—the way your hand inched closer to his whenever he was near. The way your pinky hooked onto his gently, as if asking Can I? even though you’d done it a hundred times before.

He didn’t pull away.

He never did.

Instead, he turned his palm upward and let you slide your hand into his. And then he held it—carelessly, casually, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Your voice was barely above a whisper. “I like when you talk to me.”

Naruto looked at you, really looked, and his grin faltered—just a bit. He wasn’t sure if it was your soft voice or your honesty, but somehow, you always managed to say things that caught him off guard.

“I like when you hold my hand,” you added, squeezing gently.

There it was again—that look in his eyes. That boyish wonder, that shock, like he couldn’t believe someone was saying something kind to him.

You liked being close to him. Not just emotionally, but physically, too. If he was sitting on the couch, you were right beside him, knees touching. If you walked together through the market, your hand was always searching for his. It wasn’t out of neediness. It was just��� the way you loved.

Quiet. But constant.

౨ৎ

The first time you invited him to your house, you were nervous for days.

You’d cleaned everything. Set up the pillows in your room just right. Picked out a few games he might like to play. You even practiced how to ask him, pacing in your kitchen whispering the words to yourself like a mantra:

“Hey, do you wanna come over to play something?” “Hey, my place is cozy, wanna come by?” “…Wanna hang out… with me? At my place?”

When you finally asked, it came out clumsy and soft—but he lit up instantly.

“Yeah! That sounds awesome!”

He sat on the floor of your bedroom that evening, cross-legged, holding a controller and shouting dramatically every time he lost. You were curled beside him, tucked under one of his arms, legs over his lap. At one point, he paused the game.

“You’re always so close,” he said, almost teasingly.

You looked up at him with wide, blinking eyes. “Do you want me to move?”

“No!” His answer was too quick, too loud. He scratched the back of his neck and laughed. “Nah, I was just sayin’. I like it.”

You nodded once and leaned your head against his shoulder.

“I like you,” you whispered.

He froze.

You didn’t even seem to notice his reaction—you were just speaking your truth, like you always did. So quiet, but so honest it made his chest ache. He didn’t know what to say.

But your hand was in his again, warm and gentle.

౨ৎ

Naruto got used to your affection like it was something he’d always needed but never realized he could have.

He started to notice the way your eyes lit up when he reached for your hand first. The way you smiled against your bowl whenever he took you to Ichiraku and let you steal a piece of his pork. The way your shoulders relaxed when he leaned in closer while you were walking.

You weren’t loud about your love. You didn’t need grand declarations or drama.

You just wanted to be near him.

And honestly, that hit him harder than any poem or confession ever could.

౨ৎ

One night, after a particularly long mission, you were both walking home under a moonlit sky, the streets of Konoha quiet and peaceful.

“I missed you,” you said softly.

Naruto blinked. “But we just saw each other yesterday.”

You gave him a slow blink, as if that was the dumbest thing he’d ever said. “That’s still a long time.”

Naruto laughed—but his ears were pink. “I missed you too.”

You tugged on his sleeve. “Come to my house?”

He didn’t hesitate.

You made him tea. Gave him your softest blanket. You even let him lay his head on your lap while you played with his hair, gentle fingers brushing through blond strands while he closed his eyes and melted into your touch.

“Hey,” he said quietly. “Why are you always so sweet to me?”

You tilted your head, confused. “Because I love you.”

It wasn’t a confession. Not the way most people thought of one. You said it the same way you said everything else—with simplicity, truth, and softness.

You didn’t even hesitate.

“I love you,” you repeated, brushing his bangs back. “So I want to take care of you.”

Naruto opened his eyes slowly. “You really mean that?”

“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t.”

And that—more than anything—was how Naruto Uzumaki knew he’d fallen in love with you, too.

Not because of a grand moment. Not because of a fiery kiss.

But because of your quiet affection, your soft honesty, the way you always held his hand without asking, and the way you told him the truth like it was the easiest thing in the world.

Because love, from you, was steady and gentle. It didn’t shout. It whispered.

And somehow… it still echoed louder than anything else in his heart.

BONUS : A few things Naruto now loves thanks to you

• He reaches for your hand first now. Every time.

• He has a permanent craving for your homemade tea.

• He sometimes fakes being tired just to lay in your lap.

• He brags about you taking him to Ichiraku like it’s a romantic vacation.

• He tells everyone, “Yeah, she’s quiet, but she loves the loudest. Believe it.”

[dragonsoulage]

When they are drunk on it -

feat. Neji Hyuga, Shikamaru Nara, Naruto Uzumaki, Kakashi Hatake, Itachi Uchiha

Here we have some handsome shinobi men, all of them addicted and can’t help themselves when they feel you around them in the best way possible. Pūssy drunk might be the words what describes them when they have you in their hands.

Hello world, it’s me being back, this time with more of a thirst like thing here. I picked out 5 of our beloved men and decided to write some smutty smut ✨🌚 so I hope you enjoy 🤌🏻🤌🏻

Wordcount: 4,7k

Warnings: Sm*t, p in v, pūssy drunk men, praising, sometimes a little degrading

MDNI

Neji Hyuga ~ Got him surprisingly hooked…

„Keep moving, baby." you heard him and hell was he whipped. You were his precious girl on top of him. Dragging your cute pussy up and down his shaft. These cute pants because you draw out of breath. His right hand glued to your hip. His gaze solemnly locked onto your face. Sometimes dropping watching how enticingly your gorgeous tits bounced for him.

„I... I can't baby. My legs..." you stuttered, but your cute reply followed by a sweet moan. And then you could listen to a snicker of him. Neji never just snickered or grinned, just like he did now. Every time he fucked you, he was a little rough because he knew you liked it. But after that training today, you offered to ride him. Little did you know he enjoyed it so much that it had been hours now. He stuffed your puffy pussy full of his cum. Enjoying how it dribbled out of you. Every few moments, he dragged his thumb down your slit. How your pussy tried to take his dick. The little shudder you did when he wiped over your soaping wet clit.

But now, he was drunk on that pussy. He couldn't stop, nor did he want to stop. No matter how composed Neji truly was when it was about you, especially now you were being on top of him. He can't deny that he loved watching you like this. The feel of your little cunt squeezing him, and fluttered when he dragged the curve of his dick right to the spot where you needed it.

When he grabbed your hips just to slam you down a little more. Just to listen how your wet pussy would be squelching around him. To watch how a creamy ring formed around his base.  

Neji usually never the one who talked much. Indeed, he tried to keep his noises in check. No matter how hot you think he was, he always thought he wouldn't deserve a girlfriend like you. And then have her so pretty spread out for him. Sometimes when you were lucky he praised you and calling you „a good girl" before he smacked your ass, just how he knew you liked it.

But right now? The groan he let out, the way his head fell in the pillows. You tried to keep up with his stamina, a cute try, but you couldn't. Legs and thighs already shaking. Your pussy still so sloppy from all the cumming.

„I said keep moving. Want this pretty pussy to cum again." he said, he just noticed how wet you seemed to get when he talked to you like this. Grabbing a good chunk of your ass when he leaned forward now.

„I need her to cum again, feels so good when she is....ah, trying to milk every last bit." his jaw clenched slightly. You felt so good being wrapped around him. So warm and soft and so fucking wet. You felt how he ground you against him. Your clit rubbing against his pelvis, making your hands lay on his chest. As you tried to steady yourself.

„Her?" you asked, a little blush on your cheeks, and not just because his thick cock was inside you. He didn't want you to stop. To satisfied with the way you bounced on top of him. Too mesmerized how your sweet pussy was taking every mean inch of him. Every drag he made you do on his dick was just getting meaner. But damn he was pussy drunk. „Yes, this sweet pussy of yours."

Usually when his sweet girl couldn't take it any longer, he was a gentleman, flipping you over to pound into you in the best way possible. But not today. Not when he had his girl so sloppy on top of him.

"Such a messy girl, you are. So sloppy and wet." he stated with a husky tone, god he was gone. He felt too good right now.

„Please, Neji." *you added, but he just grabbed your waist, giving you a hold before he made you slam down his dick over and over again. His hips bucking up into your welcoming heat.

And then you heard him groan, his lavender eyes rolling back, pretty lips parted slightly.

„Feels too good, your pussy feels too good." he said, his voice strained with the effort to not just whine, but the feeling how your walls grabbing him was too good, so he failed.

„Sooo tight." he added, and you heard a gasp from his throat. Yourself being busy with moaning. Already felt the next orgasm approaching....aware this wouldn't be the end of this. He would fuck you long enough until you would being sore the next morning. 

Shikamaru Nara ~ Taking his sweet time…

Shikamaru was a man, when he was pussy drunk he wouldn't just rut into you because it felt so good. He was a man who appreciated every little move your cute pussy made. Savoring the feeling, so sensual, it had you being impatient and needy.

Thighs spread as he grabbed with both hands the back of them, spreading them just a little more apart. A low groan was coming out of his mouth. Eyes locked with your pussy and how pretty your petals part for him, as he sunk into you, so slow. Every inch, slowly inserting to let you feel every curve and vein of him. Your lips shaped in a pretty ‚o' hoping he would finally fuck you how you needed it. Because this was like the nth time, he just slowly pushed inside you to pull out completely and doing it all over again. And this time not just for teasing no, he enjoyed your cunt to the fullest, the way it fit so snugly around him.

„Shikaaaa." you pouted and this was then the only time he took his dark eyes away from your pussy. A hand coming to lay on your cheek, thumb gazing your bottom lip.

„Stop pouting, let me savor this...perfect pussy." he said to you, already aware how needy you were. Alone the way your juices flowed out, the way you clenched around his tip when he pushed into you so damn slowly.

„Can't a man enjoy his girl's pussy, hm?" his breath tickled your ear when he leaned down. And then with a little harder thrust making you moan. He was mean.

„You do this for hours. I need you, why you are so mean." you spoke, but it was followed by a small gasp when his other hand came to drag a thumb over your clit, making your eyes close shortly.

„Is it my fault when someone got a cunt that is squeezing me in the most delicious way?" he asked, making you tremble when his thumb circled your clit over and over again so slow. You felt his fat cock pulsing inside you. As you tried to drag down your pussy just a little more. „It's just so addicting, sweetheart. You can't blame me, can you?" he purred before you finally felt that he was starting to move. Still a slow and sensual pace. Shikamaru nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck before you heard that deep groan in your ear, that made you so fucking wet. He sounded so sexy when he was enjoying you to his fullest.

Your fingers went to his hair, gently tugging on the strands that still were bound in his signature ponytail. You felt every vein on his shaft, and slowly he gave in to it, you what you craved so much. Your boyfriend stopped fucking you so lazy after he savored every little clench and flutter of your tight wet heat.

„Feels already better." you sighted cute, and he started to pick up more pace. Licking over your salty, sweet skin on your neck. Hands laying on your hips before he dragged his shaft all the way in just to bottom out and slam into you.

„God, Shika." you whined already. It was always like this, complaining when he teased you too much but whining when he finally started fucking you. Really fucking you. You were even better than watching clouds. Watching how your pretty tits bounced when he slammed into you was a sight to behold for him.

The way your heated skin clung to his. Or when you threw your arms over his shoulders. This was the moment he got so lost in your perfect little cunt.

„Fuck...look at that always so greedy and needy and when I give in you start whining." he murmured with a growl nipping on the sensitive skin behind your ear making you shudder. Then he decided to get a little up, grabbing your hips just a little tighter. Before he gave into the feeling of your heavenly cunt and started pounding. Head fell in the back of his neck. Exposing his adam apple that bobbed when he swallowed thickly because only you and your pretty little pussy could make him feel like this.

You were just shortly able to take in this sight. The way his body looked so good covered in a little sweat from the hours he just wanted to feel you wrapped around him. Your juices all over his cock. Your fingers laid against his lower abdomen, when he now was just able to use you how he saw fit and needed it.

„Gorgeous fucking girl, feeling so good around me. Makes me nearly lose my...urgh composure." he muttered under his breath, just seconds before you could listen to that whine what escaped his parted lips. Just to gave you a particular hard thrust after this.

He was so pussy drunk now. Lost in that heat that took every inch of him so well. Your pussy sucking in his dick. Your lazy boyfriend who just got so addicted to the feeling of you around him.

Thick cock pounding you now extra hard after that whine that he let out. Although, he didn't deny that you made him feel this good. As if every expectation that were placed on him fell off his shoulders. Just you and him and this damn good feeling of you squeezing him. The lewd squelches of your sex and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

„Nearly? I am sure I heard you whine." you panted a little cheeky and this was the moment he looked down at you. Before he decided to push the digit of his thumb in your mouth. To make you shut up and giving you something to be busy.

You sucked on his thumb, delicate plump lips wrapped around the thick digit as you looked so pretty fucked out while he could continue to get just more high on your dripping pussy.

„What a drag when pretty girl is being so cocky. You should learn to think before you open these beautiful lips to speak." was the only thing he said to you before his free hand slapped your pussy, making contact with your clit. Just to listen to the next whine you let off, followed by a deep groan. Making his eyes roll back in bliss before he continued to fuck you just how he needed it when he was this whipped by you.

Naruto Uzumaki ~ Drilling you with no end…

„Just the tip, baby, please." he let out, groaning again when his weeping tip smeared his pre cum over the hot slit of your pussy. When Naruto was pussy drunk, he fucks like nothing else.

He already made you cum three times in a row. Himself spilling his seed into you and well he had so much energy he simply needed you and his pretty girls pussy that felt so damn good around him.

And now, after your last shattering orgasm, you nearly crawled away from him. His hand laid on your plush rear, dragging you back to him. Angry red tip brushing over your clit, making your back arch just a little more.

„Baby, I don't know if I can take it." you pouted, and yet he felt how you leaned a little into his touch.

Naruto was aware how greedy he had been. But what should he do? He loved you, and he loved stuffing your pussy full of him. You were just so soft and when he was inside you, shit, he couldn't help then to just push his length in these dripping walls of yours and make you all these cute little noises he liked so much. He enjoyed watching your ass a little jiggle when he trusted inside you.

The blonde boy leaned over your back. His chest pressed against your skin. One hand brushed a strand of hair away from your face. Breath tickling your ear.

„You always take me so good, sweetheart. I just can't help it when you bend over sooooo..." he started before he made his tip disappear inside your weeping right entrance. Making you gasp and lift your had a little.

„....pretty and inviting. Your cute pussy begs me to put it inside, you know?" he ended his sentence just to listen to the lewd, sloppy squelch of your cunt.

Naruto was always a golden retriever boyfriend. Full of energy and happy, trying to make you happy for sure. But hell, when he was so whipped with your creamy pussy. He just couldn't stop.

Having you all bend over so nicely. Ass on display, ready for him to grab your soft skin, pull you back onto his dripping dick.

"I know? You say this for like the third time. I will be so sore tomorrow." you whimpered, but your pussy spread so willingly to let more inside than just his fat tip.

His dick was slightly curved, dragging along your gripping walls.

Naruto hissed as soon as he felt how you already clenched around him. He couldn't wait, of course not, Whenever could someone like Naruto wait and be patient without just going after his instinct?

With a gentle tug on your hips his whole length, sheathed in that familiar warmth, coating his cock, making him feel all the more butterflies in his tummy...or more his balls, perhaps.

You gasped and draw a sharp breath, your hands fisting the messy sheets underneath you.

"The fourth, actually, pretty. That's the fourth time. And you just feel even more better. Shit..." he corrected you, of course he counted, as if ever would pass the chance to count the times he fucked you, raw and how often you came all over his pretty dick.

At least he gave you a moment, adjusting so snugly to him. As if you would mold into the perfect shape for him. His cute girlfriend never failed to please him. Never failed to look so good in his sky blue eyes.

This man would ravish you anytime of the day. You wore a hoodie and having messy hair? Damn, you looked hot to him, hands grabbing under the thick fabric.

You made yourself pretty because you went out? Well, he would need just to show you how much he adored your cute outfit.

But now? Hell, it was just in the morning, you not even made it out of bed before. Technically, he wanted to make you some cute breakfast. The one time he was sooner awake than you. He could be the cutest dork ball. But when he tried to wake you up, watching how your shirt slipped up, exposing your ass to him, it was over.   

So instead of feeding you breakfast, he fed you 7 inches of his dick. Making your eyes wide, and he just loved hearing your cute little 'ah' over and over again. This pussy got him hooked right in the morning, his eyes rolling back as he grabbed your hips nearly bruising as soon as he was inside you and gave you this short amount of time to adjust again he started to rut into you, so fast. His own eyes crossing.

"I never get tired of this, I swear. You're just so wet...and take me so well. You are such a good princess, you know? My pretty princess with even a more pretty pussy." he started to babble, to tell yo how good you were to him while he rearranged your guts again and again.

He always praised you so sweet as if he wouldn't fuck the shit out of you, in the early morning.

"Na-Naruto. Slow...ah slow down." you panted but as answer? Oh, he gently pushed your head in the mattress, of course before he ever does that he had asked you if this was ok with you. Since you told him you liked it when he was a little rough. And now? God, he wanted to hear your pussy talk to him, and he couldn't slow down at all, not when you were wrapped around him like this.

Yourself starting to drool by the way his dick was drilling inside you.

"Sorry, baby, I give you...fuck. I give you the best aftercare you can wish for, but I need you like this now. Bend over and drilling into this snug cunt of yours." he told you, groaning before he got lost inside your depth all over again. 

Kakashi Hatake ~ „You can give me another one…“

Sensei knows what he is doing, so aware, he won't stop so soon. Having his sweet girl in a mean mating press, having you in such a tight grip when he bends your knees down to your chest.

Watching how your jaw hung slack, and your eyes looked at him in shock that it was already the third time he came inside you, not even flinching to just fuck his cum right back into you.

"Kashi..." you tried to speak, but you were made shut up when his girthy dick stretched you out so delicious, making you throb so needy and yet so breathless.

"You do so great for me, sweetheart." he praised, his voice so steady and filled with adoration. He loved his girl, oh he did, so much. But he also loved the way you were able to stretch around him, how your pink pussy parts for him. The way you always whined how you couldn't anymore, but your pretty cunt told him something different.

He sank down his dick as he just put more weight into you, until he was inside you to the hilt. Pelvis grinding against you, making you shudder and roll your eyes back when the gentle curve hit your cervix. These white silver hairs from his happy trail tickling your puffy folds.

Making you all the way more desperate for him.

"You said you would be done...darling." you breathed when you tried to not just cum again like a whore just because he put his dick back into your dripping entrance.

Before he said something you could listen to the husky small chuckle, before he pulled down his mask, just to flash you a small smirk. Before he spit down, a stream of spit right onto your aching clit.

Leaning just a little more over to look you right in your wide doe eyes before his hand found the way between your thighs, slowly smearing his spit along your swollen nub, making you whimper.

"Just one more time, my sweet. I just love getting you so full, you always have this adorable pout." he said, and you could listen that even when he seemed to be so composed, hell Kakahsi was gone.   

You gripped him so tight, making it hard for him to not just pound into you all over again, giving you a little time to relax...as far as this is possible with his thick cock inside you. Muscles flexing when he grabbed your thigh tighter pressing you down and literally folding you in half in a sweet, sweet mating press.

After all, he liked seeing it when you took every ounce of his cum inside you. Every creamy string that he shoot into your womb, nothing would go to waste, right? Well, he simply fucked it back into you. Kakahsi was so drunk from your pussy that he only managed to let out a shaky groan, while he continued to rub over your nub.

And there it was this little pout he adored so much, just then he decided to move again.

Dragging his pulsating cock along your inner walls. Nearly bottoming out so just the tip remained inside, before he gave you a long deep stroke.

Lips parting to moan for him. 

"See you take me so well, how can I not want to see this expression of yours? You are such a good girl for me, aren't you?" his voice like some sinful silk wrapping around you, making you nod with teary eyes when he started to fuck you, it was not that fast, but he was so deep. Savoring your tight passage in the best way possible.

"Come on, tell me how good you want to be for me, yeah? You can do that right. Use your words, darling." he urged you, making you whimper again with the next thrust of his hips.

Thumb circled your clit with such a precision it made it so hard for you to think about words. Your skin flushed when he talked like this.

"Want to be....nghh good for you." you managed to say, earning a low rumble in his chest that was a chuckle, before his pickup his pace just a little, both hands on your thighs now. Looking right into your face.

"And good girls, can take one more. Just one more pretty orgasm, one more shudder of your pretty pussy. So shamelessly spread for me." he whispered against your lips then, not kissing you yet, although you wanted him to.

A little loving tease he was. Giving you the meanest treatment with his cock that was pulsating inside you, and yet he cooed you into a soothing balm of his voice.

Indeed, he groaned again at the feeling how you started to clench, and flutter around him. Increasing his pace now, hips snapping against yours. Even when he was not breaking a sweat doing this, but oh you felt so good to him, he couldn't get enough.

"Ahhh god... I am-" you didn't manage to speak properly, eyes rolling back. And you couldn't help to loll your tongue out. Kakashi loved to see you like this, so fucked out, and yet your pussy didn't get enough.

"Hmm, such a cute little slut for me, cumming all along my cock... So adorable." he cooed while looking down at you. Pussy feeling too hot, too slick and too good. Even when he said one more...it wasn't just one more before he fucked you through the next orgasm all over again and would pump you so full of his own cum....  

Itachi Uchiha ~ Falling simply more in love…

When Itachi was pussy drunk, god, he couldn't help then to hold you close, feeling your hot skin against his. Can't even believe that this cute girl was all his. That you let him have this heavenly access to the paradise between your legs. Hands grabbing everywhere where they could reach, kissing your skin, cooing the sweet little nothing's in your ear, while you took his mean, mean dick all the way inside. Itachi had you in reverse cowgirl now. Your plush rear so pretty on display watching how your pink pussy stretched around his length. How you swallowed every delicious inch of him, again and again and again.

Making the shinobi groan in adoration. He never had seen a more beautiful sight. Although, it was hard for him to decide if he liked it more to see your beautiful face contoured in pleasure when he was putting inside his thick inches. Or if he likes it more facing your backside in this angle having you bounce on him, so eagerly to please him.   

You made him just so weak, so weak for your perfect little cunt, it had him gasping. He sat up just to feel you close, even when you rode him reverse into oblivion, he was sure you did.

Eyes closed and yet he saw everything. Lips nipping against your skin, tasting sweet, salty skin. Inhaling your scent. You always smelled so sweet to him but now when you were bouncing on his dick...hell, the smell of your arousal, it turned him on to no end. One strong arm wrapped around your waist, loosely, so you still could drag your wet cunt down his shaft.

"You look so pretty love, so pretty...hmm for me." he murmured against your ear, breath hot over it.

"Do I? Mind to tell me that again?" you asked, no matter how much you thought you would be in control it was Itachi who chuckled, giving into the wishes of his princess. Letting you think you might have had control, although since he was now so whipped with your pussy, you might even have.

"Don't be so rude when you take me this sloppy all the way in." he spoke while his free hand tugged back a strand of hair, before he kissed your cheekbone. Hands now both on the curve of your hip, helping you to slam down just a little harder onto him.

"Fuck." you moaned then, feeling his hard, thick cock just more deep. Making you wiggle down onto him, this had him groaning again, so deep. Holding you so close now, looking down to see how cute your ass jiggled when he thrusted upwards. 

"You have no idea how good you feel wrapped around me like this, it's like heaven." the dark haired man let you know. Oh, he was so lovely to you, even when he noticed how shaky your legs got, how breathy your cute moans were from the way he hit the spot inside you.

As much as he loved fucking you full of his cum, he enjoyed to hold back his massive load for you. Making you a cum a few times on him, just so you would end up, to beg him so cute if he finally gives you his creamy, thick white cum. Such a slut you were for your boyfriend.

"Itachi, baby. Want your cum." you pouted, he was sure he could hear it, before he thrusted sharp up again. Both arms wrapping around you now as he pressed his front to your back.

"You really do, hm? I can tell your legs grow numb, huh? Pretty girl too weak, to take me?" he teased husky, gently biting your neck, what made you whimper.

Not even arguing this time with him.

"Fine, I grant you what you wish, my darling." he murmured before he let go of you laying down back in the pillows, grabbing your soft flesh of your bouncy ass.

Helping you to thrust back onto his massive shaft, over and over again.

Biting his lower lip gently when he watched the lewd display, when the noise of your skin clapping against his, was heard. The way the bed creaked. It was just so hot for him. 

"Be a naughty girl, love. Rub that clit for me, want you to cum with me this time." he commanded softly, and you couldn't help but to dance your own fingers over your swollen nub.

Itachi controlling your hips to his liking, just taking in the sensation. Not even holding back to moan your name, since he loved you so much, loved the feeling of your pussy.

Getting drunk on it like this. Eyes closed, head in the pillows...just feeling right now.

Feeling how your walls clamped down around his cock the closer you got, how his tip hit that spongy part inside you. Making you shudder and squirm a little, every time he hit that spot.

His hips bucking upwards faster, more desperate for release.

"God, I fucking...urgh love you." he panted and gasped, his balls drawing up so, so tight. You felt too good to stop.

You rubbed your clit with urgency, yourself seconds away from cumming all over his lap.

"Baby...:" you managed to squeal out before you tensed, your cunt squeezing him so god, it made his eyes roll back, pumping you full of his hot and potent seed. Rope after rope, painting your insides white. Not that he had enough now....no.

With a quick move he bends you over then, simply fucking through your orgasm and through his, this would be a long night ahead.

Just because your legs grew numb wouldn't mean your pussy can't take more right?

[sourinartt]

thinking of naruto as a couple is so nice if you think about his relationship with sasuke, feel so much love that if the whole world is against you, then a way will be found to make the world and you coexist. If you have so much anger, he will find a way for you to let it out and not fall into darkness, he doesn't like others to speak ill of you and hates them if necessary, he thinks about you all the time even when he's awake. You are his only calm to the anger he contains inside that even makes his eyes shine when he sees you, you are his definition of beauty and cool. He kneels down and lets others hit him for you, he takes great care of you as if you were something too fragile for him, Oh! and let's not forget how much he hates it when others refer to you as "his" because you're definitely not theirs! <3

naruto's love is intense and as a couple it would be even more so, his calmest headcanon is that he takes you to eat ramen🤭

I love my baby Intense...

[sasukeuchiha-24]

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[kurokawaia]

Wearing the Uchiha symbol for the first time

Sasuke Uchiha 彡 Fem!Reader

MDNI 18+ | NSFW | WARNINGS :: the last! Sasuke (so like 19-20 y/o), fem!reader, afab, established relationship, rough sex, cervix kissing, manhandling, overstimulation, creampie, no protection, mating press, begging, possession, dracyphilia? praise, mention of UTI, very lovey dovey at the start before the real uchiha comes out 😈, reader is described to be shorter than sasuke + more . (total word count 2.1k+)

SYNOPSIS :: Sasuke sees you in his clan symbol for the first time and wastes no time in acting on that possessive impulse that rises over him | inspired by this drabble

Your body is aching all over, hair is exceedingly dishevelled, pesky red splotches left over your neck and chest. In addition, Sasuke has just slumped himself on top of you causing a huff to leave your swollen lips. "Sasuke," you managed to breath out, the words coming out strained. "Get yourself off, you're heavy!"

"You weren't complaining an hour ago," he mumbles against your skin, trailing up kisses from your breasts to the dip of you neck. A pleased sigh of content exits from your mouth, your arms curling around Sasuke's upper back before you let your fingers entangle with his black hair, nails lightly rubbing his scalp.

A pout forms on your lips. "Well that's different," you reply before you subtly roll your eyes. "When a six foot man drops his weight, of course I will loose my breath. I never said I didn't like it when you lay on my slowly." Emphasis on the word 'slowly' because truly you didn't mind, you love the times were Sasuke can laze on you, arm wrapped around your figure, his head smooshed against your breasts. Sasuke loves it, you love it.

In return Sasuke just lets a hum vibrate against your neck before lifting his head from below your ear. Your breath is stolen from you while you gaze into his duel coloured eyes and how his hair falls softly against his pale skin. And there you go falling in love all over again. Closing both your eyes simultaneously, Sasuke's lips brush against your own, planting a kiss.

This is before you suddenly break away from the kiss, and situate your hand on his cheek, pushing him away from you almost comically. "Stop teasing," you jokingly say, bringing your free hand to cover your blush coated face.

"What was that for?" Sasuke says confused, wondering if you were mad but the expression on your face says otherwise. He couldn't help a soft smile rise on his lips seeing your lips curve into a smile, the tone you spoke in also indicated you weren't made but he couldn't be too cautious.

You sit up as Sasuke does as well so your head doesn't smack into his, resulting in him straddling your hips while you lean on your palms. "I need to go pee," you tell him, placing a kiss on his cheek. "Unless you want no sex for a week or two when I get a UTI." When he doesn't reply you knew what his answer was, yes he is going to let you go piss. "I'll start the bath up as well, I'll be really quick I promise."

Sasuke reluctantly let you go, his eyes trailing your naked figure as you walked into the bathroom. (you piss rn and wash ur hands i aint writing what it feels like to piss 🤗) A shiver befalls you and goosebumps rise all over your skin, you quickly wrap your arms around yourself, trying to find something to cover yourself with.

The closest thing to you was Sasuke's dark blue nemaki which was discarded after the both of you undressed each other before. You slip on the soft cotton, threading your arms through and tying the sash loosely around your waist. Even without looking at yourself in the mirror, just by feeling and gazing down, you can easily tell that it's massive on you.

Leaning over, you twist the bath tap on to the hottest setting and plug the hole up. You stretch your arms above your head, trying to release dome of the built up tension from before. Walking back over to the bed, leaving the bathroom, you notice Sasuke wasn't there causing a small frown to come onto your face. You sit down on the edge of the bed wondering where Sasuke was.

That was until you almost had a heart attack seeing a figure move inside your shared wardrobe, it was just Sasuke. "Did you put the water on hot again?" Sasuke asks and your eyes widen.

"Oh, I did," you sighed, it's so cold outside, it's snowing! so turning it on hot fully made sense but it also made sense that the water would still take a while to cool down to actually bathe in it. "I'll go turn it down!" You stand up from the bed and you were about halfway to the bathroom.

Sasuke walks out the wardrobe and the pj's he was holding for you instantly just dropped as his eyes to what you are wearing. Frankly, he couldn't care less with what you were wearing more so to the symbol on the back of it. Time slows for him. The Uchiha crest sewn onto the back of the nemaki, his nemaki. You're wearing his Clan symbol on your back. Sasuke's eye couldn't help but flare up into that all familiar shade of red with spinning black tomoe as he gazes upon your figure.

Sasuke catches up in a few quick strides. Before you can turn the water down, his arm is around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. A startled gasp escapes your lips, your heart racing from the sudden move from sasuke.

"You're not going anywhere," Sasuke murmurs into your ear, the heat sending tingles down your spine.

"Sasuke, what--" you were effectively cut off was you were picked up and tossed onto the bed, his eyes never straying from yours as he moves over you, straddling your hips, his weight pinning your confused self down.

His lips press against your own and his hand moves to hold the back of your head above the pillow, making sure you wouldn't dare stray from him. You weren't complaining, not one bit, especially not as Sasuke's tongue slithers into your mouth causing you to moan into the rough kiss.

All you could do was indulge into the kiss, both of your breathy pants and moans getting swallowed by one another. You claw onto his shoulder, trying to find some stability while you arch into his toned abs, feeling them through the cotton.

Sasuke breaks the kiss, staring intently into your eyes and your breath was almost stolen from how possessive he was gazing at you. You wondered if you had did anything that would provoke such feelings but you honestly didn't know what you had did.

"You're mine, you know that," Sasuke mumbles, only a centimetre from your lips. His fingers thread under the topstitching of the nemaki, his fingers only slightly grazing your skin and it didn't do anything to help the pool of arousal gathering between your legs. "You know what that means?" 'That' referring to the nemaki and you finally realised.

You can only nod, words failing you under his intense stare, and you think if you were to speak you'd only fumble over your words. His lips crash down onto yours with a hunger that leaves you breathless, his hand gripping your hips possessively.

"You belong to me," he growls against your lips, his hand roaming, claiming every inch of you as his own. The nemaki slips from your shoulders, leaving you exposed beneath him. His lips follow the path of the fabric, marking you with kisses that burn like fire.

"Sasuke..." you whimper, your fingers tangling in his hair as he continues. The sensation of his lips, his hands, his weight pressing you into the bed—all of it overwhelms your senses, leaving you trembling beneath him.

Slowly, Sasuke undoes the sash and you thought it would help if you shimmied down the material off your arms but he stopped you, his hand pressing you down back to the bed. "You're keeping that on," he says against your skin. "You're okay with that, love?"

You nod frantically, simply just wanting his touch against your skin. "I need words. Say it," he presses, wanting to hear the word spill from your swollen lips.

"Yeah," you breathlessly say. "I'm okay with that, I just-- Please, I need you. You know I'm all yours."

"That's my girl," Sasuke smirks before everything fell into place. Your body now folded up into a tight mating press under Sasuke's body. And tears were falling from your pretty eyes down your skin from the pleasure and the over stimulation. Sasuke's cock was nuzzled perfectly up against your cervix, resting there and he kept all his cum up in your silky walls.

"Sasuke," you mewl out through sobs. "It's too much."

It's been two rounds already, in the same position, and your poor body getting folded into that position. Your back and knees were beginning to ache, but you loved how his dick trusted so perfectly up into your cunt, you see stars every time you gush around his cock.

Sasuke lowers down to your trembling body, tingles were getting sent all throughout your body from the kiss, he was being so rough yet deep. The breath was stolen from your lungs every time he moaned into your moan, and you had the same effect on him.

"You're doing so good for me," he hums against your skin, inhaling your naturally sweet scent. "You're going to take me, going to take everything I give you.

"Feels s' full though, Sasuke," you sob. "Don't think I can anymore."

He presses his lips to yours, his tongue entangling with your own and you both moan into each other's mouths. Sasuke drags his length out, a breathless sigh emitting from your mouth into his own, relief crossing your features, thinking that the two of you were done.

But then, all of a sudden your head was thrown back in overstimulation, and a moan strung from your mouth as his cock slides right back into your cum filled walls.

"Sweetheart, please," Sasuke begs into your ear, breath tickling your skin. "I need you right now... I know you want more too... you can take it for me, you do it all the time."

"O-Okay," you whimper, your walls fluttering helplessly around his cock. "Just one more... as much as I want more... I don't think I can."

His movements became faster, his cock thrusting into the depths of your needy hole as strained moans and whines left your throat. Sasuke was panting in your ear and an occasional deep groan slipped past his lips, the sounds which made your cunt flutter tightly around his length.

Sasuke was filling you up to the hilt, his throbbing pink tip hitting that soft, gummy spot in your cunt that caused you to scream out in fulfilment. "I know, my love," He breathed, causing you to let out a moan and sigh, body shaking with pleasure. "Taking it real good."

Your body tried to arch away from the pleasure, not being able to take the strong rolls of Sasuke's hips, but as you arched your back away, his thrusts only aimed deeper, harder into your G spot.

"Please, I wanna come," you cry out mewling. "So big, you feel so big, Sasuke."

Sasuke hunched over you, pulling you closer to him and connected your mouth in a sloppy, wet kiss, forcing his tongue inside your mouth, grunting into you while he swallowed your moans.

"Making you feel so good, aren't I?" Sasuke groaned his head tilted forward, sweat beading on his forehead as we watched your fall apart and tremble from his dick, broken moans slipping past your plump lips.

"Gonna fill you up," Sasuke groans. "You're taking me so deep, deserve to have my cum."

"'Wanna come, please," you beg, wanting to feel the release, desperate as the tears stream down your flushed cheeks. "Want it so bad."

You clench around his length as he increases his pace, instantly accommodating to the speed but your moans escalate. "Such a good girl," He leaned down and mumbled in my ear chased with a deep moan that stirred my insides clenching around his length..

"Come on," he moans and you spasmed around his length as your high washed over you, your legs shaking as his weight pressed down even more than it was as a deep groan leaves his lips, filling you up once more.

As silence washes over you two and your limbs straighten, falling comfortably into each other, holding each other close, no words needing to be spoken. "You're intense sometimes, Sasuke," you say lightly.

"I can't help it when it comes to you," Sasuke replies, getting up from your figure and sitting on the edge of the bed as you do the same. He feels your head lean on his shoulder and his chest swells. "I love you," he mumbles and a hopeless smile rises onto your face.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," you confess, pulling him down for another tender kiss. "I love you too- Oh my goodness the water!"

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[asce-of-hearts]

Shikamaru, who's hands trace lazy patterns all over your lower back or thighs whenever he's in the mood. Fingers dancing like tiny butterflies all over your skin as he lifts your skirt up to your thighs.

Shikamaru who is too lazy to take off your clothes, who ends up just fucking you clothed, only pushing your panties to your side. Or the other option, too lazy to unbutton buttons and unzip zippers, who ends up just ripping your clothing's off your body, rolling his eyes when you complain that this is the fourth time he has ripped your clothing this month.

Shikamaru who loves to have you sitting on his face as foreplay, because he can just lie down and enjoy the meal. Who doesn't care about how much you weight, because he wouldn't care if he were to die under your perfect ass.

Shikamaru who smokes as you ride him, claiming he needs it so he won't loose himself on how comfortable his cock feels buried deep inside your pretty pussy.

Shikamaru who just loves to have you bouncing on top, his hands gripping at the supple, plush skin of your thighs, your waist, your hips. Who's half lidded eyes follow the bouncing of your breasts, biting his lip when he feels his head start spinning, his fingers digging harder into your skin as he thrusts up up up.

Shikamaru who rolls his eyes again when you tell him you're tired and want to cum. Who'll flip you over and fold you into the meanest mating press and pound pound pound until you're squirting all over his cock. And who'll rub mean circles all over your clit while you spasm under him, a smirk on his face as you ask him to stop.

Shikamaru who's idea of aftercare is falling asleep with you over him, his hands tracing the same lazy, gentle patterns over your back with his fingertips.

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→﹐naruto imagines !

naruto men and their jealous streaks

genre: fluff, fluff, and more fluff—very romantic

characters: uzumaki naruto, uchiha sasuke, nara shikamaru, gaara

warnings: none, aside from the potential cringe and the relationship dynamics

author’s note: this idea sprang from a post i saw on pins (again)

uzumaki naruto

“is everything alright? you seem a bit off,” you asked him, concern evident in your voice. he had been his usual cheerful self, but when you both said your goodbyes to the people of sunagakure, his behavior had shifted dramatically. he hadn’t uttered a single word since then, and his silence was starting to worry you. You couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to cause this sudden change in him. but he didn’t answer right away. instead, he folded his arms across his chest and slouched slightly, his shoulders sagging. he turned to look at you, his eyes holding is something else you couldn’t quite place. his mouth was set in a pout, lips pursed tightly, making it clear that he was upset about something. his expression was a far cry from his usual upbeat and energetic self.

“you don’t do that with me...” he mumbled under his breath, but his voice was just loud enough for you to hear. “the... what?” you asked, eyebrows knitting together in confusion. you could sense the tension emanating from him as he shifted uncomfortably beside you. his eyes flitted towards you, searching for some sign that you were pretending not to understand. when he realized that your confusion was genuine, he let out a sigh and averted his gaze. “why do you talk with him that way?” you blinked in surprise, taken aback by his sudden question. his behavior was so unlike his usual self, and you struggled to understand the root of his discomfort. “what do you mean?” you asked, trying to grasp the meaning behind his words. his sulky demeanor was puzzling, leaving you to wonder why he was so unsettled over what seemed like a minor issue. naruto fidgeted, clearly uncomfortable with having to vocalize his romantic feelings. he toyed with the hem of his jacket, his gaze fixed on the ground. “when you talk to him,” he began hesitantly, “it’s different. you’re... softer, kinder, almost like you’re more patient with him. it feels like... like you don’t talk to me that way.” as his words sank in, you began to understand what made him act like that. seeing him like this, open and hurt, tugged at your heart. you reached out, gently placing a reassuring hand on his arm, “naruto,” you said softly, “you mean a lot to me. i had no idea i was speaking differently to him. maybe it’s just because i’m trying to be respectful. but that doesn’t mean you’re any less important to me. you have a special place in my heart, always." he lifted his gaze to meet yours, his eyes reflecting a roller coaster of emotions—relief, doubt, and hope. a small, hesitant smile began to form on his lips, and he leaned in slightly, seeking the comfort and reassurance of your presence. “really?” “really,” you confirmed, giving his arm a squeeze. “you’re special to me in ways you can’t even imagine.” his expression softened further, and he let out a deep breath, as if releasing the jealousy he had been carrying. his earlier sulkiness melted away, replaced by a shy, contented smile that made your heart flutter. he leaned closer, resting his forehead against yours, closing his eyes as he sought solace in your closeness.

uchiha sasuke

“i’m not upset,” he said, though his tone betrayed him completely. the words were delivered within a composed manner, but beneath the surface, there was an edge—a trace of irritation that he was trying, and failing, to mask with an air of indifference.

you watched him closely, your own expression of skepticism. raising an eyebrow, you crossed your arms over your chest in a gesture that was both defensive and doubtful. his posture was a clear signal that you weren’t buying into his attempt at denial. “sure,” you replied, your voice thick with irony and disbelief. “you’re not upset.”

he exhaled a quiet, almost imperceptible sigh, slowly turning his head away from your gaze. “i’m fine,” he insisted again, though his voice lacked the strength and certainty it usually carried, betraying his true state. the rigid tension in his shoulders and the way his stance became unnaturally tense suggested he was preparing for a confrontation he was clearly not eager to face. an air of unease enveloped him, and it was impossible for you not to be drawn to the sight of this usually composed uchiha, now so visibly disturbed. the very essence of his discomfort piqued your curiosity, making you wonder what could have unsettled him.

you tilted your head, examining him with a more scrutinizing gaze. although his expression remained a carefully maintained mask of neutrality, his eyes—dark and turbulent—spilled secrets of struggle he could scarcely conceal. despite his repeated claims of being fine, it was evident that something was troubling him. with a decision to probe a bit more, you leaned in slightly, a mischief dancing at the corners of your mouth. “you know, for someone who insists they’re not upset, you’re coming across as unusually grumpy right now.”

sasuke’s response was immediate. his eyes momentarily flashed with irritation, and he shot you a look — powerful enough to make most people instinctively retreat. “i’m not grumpy," he snapped back, but the low, grumbling quality of his voice did little to support his assertion. the sharpness and defensiveness in his tone only served the truth of what you had already surmised—something had clearly gotten under his skin, and he was making a strenuous effort to conceal his discomfort.

you let out a soft chuckle, feeling a strange sort of affection for his defensiveness. it wasn’t every day that sasuke allowed himself to lower his guard enough to show his true feelings, and it was even rarer for him to be visibly unsettled by something that seemed so minor. this glimpse into a side of him that was usually hidden from view brought a sense of pleasure to the moment. “it’s actually kind of charming,” you teased, your eyes dancing with amusement as you took in his uncharacteristic display of emotion.

sasuke’s glare grew more intense, yet you couldn’t miss the subtle blush that began to rise on his cheeks in response to your words. he swiftly turned his head, clearly attempting to conceal his embarrassment. “shut up,” he muttered, though his voice was softer than usual, lacking its typical edge. the vulnerability in his tone tugged at your heart, even as you maintained your playful teasing.

you couldn’t help but grin, feeling an irresistible urge to push his buttons a bit more. there was something endearing about seeing sasuke, who usually projected an air of composed detachment and aloofness, becoming flustered over something so seemingly insignificant. it was clear to you now that his irritation wasn’t just a reaction to your teasing but stemmed from a more personal place. perhaps he was feeling a a pang of jealousy—an emotion he rarely displayed openly. seeing him struggle to maintain his usual facade while clearly bothered by the situation made the moment all the more entertaining. “aw, come on, sasuke. don’t be like that,” you said, your tone light and playful. “it’s okay to admit that you’re jealous, you know.”

at the mention of jealousy, sasuke’s head jerked back towards you, his eyes widening in surprise and a blush crept across his cheeks. “jealous?” he said, clearly flustered by embarrassment. “what do i have to be jealous about?”

you shrugged casually, maintaining your smile as you observed him with a keen eye. “you tell me,” you replied in a calm and tone, “it seems like there’s something bothering you, or should i say, someone bothering you?” you added with a teasing edge, your gaze fixed on him, searching for any subtle hints that might reveal the true cause of his agitation.

sasuke’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red, and he tried to mask his embarrassment with a scowl. “i’m not jealous,” he insisted, crossing his arms over his chest in a defiant gesture. yet, his reluctance to meet your gaze betrayed him, making him appear almost like a child caught in a lie, desperately clinging to his facade. you couldn’t help but smirk, clearly seeing through his tough exterior. “really?” you asked, raising an eyebrow with a playful glint in your eye. “then why do you get all grumpy whenever i talk to someone else?” you took a step closer, closing the gap between you. the warm, charged atmosphere between you made his struggle to maintain composure all the more evident. sasuke’s glare deepened, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes—something that resembled uncertainty. “i don’t get grumpy,” he growled, his voice a low, petulant rumble. yet, as he spoke, you noticed the way his jaw tightened and the slight tremor in his hands as he clenched them into fists. you snickered, thoroughly entertained by his defensiveness. “oh, you do, actually,” you countered, taking another step closer. the warmth radiating from him and the thick tension in the air made the moment feel charged. “you get all moody and irritable when i talk to other people. it’s kind of adorable.” sasuke’s eyes widened at your comment, and for a brief moment, he seemed lost for words. “what do you mean ‘adorable’?” he snapped, his voice rising slightly in pitch. you moved even closer, a mischievous grin spreading across your face. “well, it’s cute seeing you all pouty and jealous,” you said, batting your eyelashes at him in an exaggerated manner. the playful teasing seemed to throw sasuke off balance, and he took a small step back. sasuke’s face flushed even more as you continued to tease him. he opened his mouth to retort, but the words seemed to catch in his throat. “i’m not pouting,” he protested weakly, though the pout in his voice was undeniable. the vulnerability in his eyes made your heart skip a beat. you chuckled, thoroughly enjoying his reaction. “oh, you definitely are,” you said, closing the final distance between you until you were standing right in front of him. reaching out, you gently tapped his nose with your finger, a gesture that made him flinch slightly. for a moment, sasuke looked like he was about to argue further, but then he seemed to deflate, his shoulders slumping in defeat. his cheeks were still burning with embarrassment, but he finally relented. “fine,” he muttered, looking down at the ground to avoid your gaze. “i am jealous. okay?” he took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. when he spoke again, his voice was soft, almost hesitant. “it’s just... whenever you talk to someone else, i can’t help but feel annoyed. like they’re taking your attention away from me.” his admission was quiet and vulnerable, making your heart ache with a mixture of sympathy and affection. sasuke’s gaze finally lifted to meet yours, and you saw the sincerity in his eyes. “i don’t want to feel like this,” he continued, his voice barely above a whisper. “but i can’t help it. it’s like... i want you all to myself.”

nara shikamaru

shikamaru’s gaze was sharp, a steely glint in his dark eyes that pierced through the quiet hum of the room. his brow furrowed, deepening the lines on his forehead, and his lips pressed into a thin, disapproving line. the weight of his scrutiny was noticable, and it felt as though the very air between you crackled with an unspoken accusation. he stood with an air of nonchalance that belied the tension simmering beneath his calm exterior, his arms crossed firmly over his chest in a stance that spoke of both confrontation and a subtle, guarded defensiveness. his fingers tapped impatiently against his biceps, a gesture that conveyed his agitation despite his otherwise relaxed posture. “the hell was that?” he demanded, the question hung in the air. the way he pronounced the words made it clear he was not merely curious but genuinely perturbed. it was as if he had caught you in the middle of deception and now sought an explanation that you were not entirely prepared to offer. his tone had a biting edge to it, the kind that suggested he was not in the mood for excuses or evasions. you stood there, attempting to maintain a façade of innocence, though you could feel the telltale signs of discomfort creeping into your demeanor. the corners of your mouth twitched ever so slightly, a smirk that you struggled to suppress. you knew exactly what he was referring to, the stunt you had pulled earlier—a move so calculated and audacious that it was almost as if you had choreographed it with the intention of provoking a reaction. the very thought of his jealousy bubbling beneath the surface was almost amusing, though you maintained your composure with practiced ease. “what?” you replied, feigning ignorance with a slowness, the memory of the earlier incident was so distant that you needed to retrieve it from the recesses of your mind. the subtle arch of your eyebrows and the slight widening of your eyes were all part of the act, a display of confusion that was more theatrical than genuine. his eyes narrowed further, and his expression hardened as he stared you down. the slight twitch in his jaw betrayed his struggle to contain his irritation, and the silence that followed was thick with the tension of unspoken words. he seemed to be grappling with his emotions—jealousy and frustration—as he waited for your response. “the thing you did earlier,” his gaze remained fixed on you, a demand for an explanation that would either placate his concerns or further ignite his displeasure. the accusation was implicit, wrapped in the layers of his carefully controlled demeanor, and it was clear that he was waiting for you to explain mystery behind your earlier actions.

his words caught you off guard, making your heart skip a beat as if it had been yanked into a sudden stop. the intensity in his gaze revealed that he was acutely aware of the event that had taken place earlier. you knew, with a feeling, that he was referring to the kiss you had planted on choji’s cheek—a mischievous act that you and the others had planned with the intention of testing his reaction. it was a prank meant to stir up some emotions and see if shikamaru could be nudged out of his usually imperturbable demeanor. your own curiosity had driven you to participate, intrigued by the prospect of seeing the usually unflappable strategist display a hint of jealousy. tilting your head slightly to one side, you allowed a coy smile to surface, a playful glint in your eyes that you hoped would mask your true understanding of the situation. “what stunt? i just gave choji a friendly kiss on the cheek,” you said, the words slipping out with feigned innocence. even as you spoke, you could feel the tightrope of deception you were walking on, knowing full well the motive behind your action.

“yeah, sure,” he said, the sarcasm in his tone sharp and unmistakable. “because kissing someone on the cheek is a completely normal way to be friendly.” His voice dripped with disdain, the sarcasm was heavy, the sort that carried an implicit critique of your attempt to trivialize the situation. his eyes narrowed, a storm of emotions flickering within his gaze.

you could not help but chuckle, a sound that was part amusement, part nervousness. the realization that shikamaru was not fooled by your act was relief and further tension. his reaction was as potent as you had hoped, the jealousy you had intended to provoke now clearly visible in his demeanor. “okay, okay, you caught me,” you admitted with a playful sigh, raising your hands in a gesture of mock surrender. the smirk on your face widened as you leaned slightly forward, your shoulders shaking with barely contained laughter. “it was just a prank.”

his expression softened just slightly as he rolled his eyes with exasperation. his arms, still crossed tightly over his chest, seemed to loosen a bit, though the trace of annoyance remained etched on his face. “a prank, huh?” “yeah, a harmless one,” you replied with a playful smile dancing on your lips, trying to diffuse the tension. “sakura, ino, and i thought it’d be funny to see if we could make you jealous.”

a small frown tugged at the corners of his mouth—his gaze, however, remained locked onto you with a level of intensity that suggested he was not entirely dismissing the matter. “and was it funny?” he questioned, it was pointed, as though he was challenging you to justify the prank, to explain whether it had indeed succeeded in its aim of provoking a reaction. you couldn’t help but tease, your eyes sparkling with mischief. “well, it’s a bit entertaining seeing you get all worked up,” you admitted with a grin, “but i didn’t mean to make you feel anything other than jealousy, and i wouldn’t do anything to hurt you intentionally.” the reassurance came with a warm tone, you wanted to ensure that despite the prank’s impact, your intentions had never been to cause genuine harm or distress. “not like it meant anything?” he repeated, his voice rising slightly, “you’re my girlfriend. i don’t appreciate other guys getting close to you like that, even if they’re just friends.” the words came out more forcefully than he probably intended. you raised an eyebrow at his overt display of jealousy, a small, secretive thrill running through you. the fact that your plan had worked was evident in his reaction, and you couldn’t help but take a bit of pleasure in seeing him so visibly affected. “is someone getting a little possessive?” you teased, stepping closer to him with a confident stride. you traced a finger along the collar of his shirt.

his eyes narrowed further at your touch, though a subtle hint of a blush began to creep up his cheeks. he seemed to be fighting a smile, the struggle apparent in the tight line of his lips and the faint flush of color on his face. “i’m just saying, you don’t see me going off and kissing any girls on the cheek, do you?” he retorted, his voice lowering slightly as if he were trying to keep his irritation in check. you laughed, thoroughly enjoying the playful exchange. “well, maybe you should. it’s not like i would get jealous or anything,”

he rolled his eyes, clearly not buying into your facade. “oh, please. you’d be mad as hell if i went around kissing other girls.”

gaara

gaara had always considered himself immune to jealousy or the idea of love itself, believing that such emotions were beyond his reach. that was, until you entered his life, almost as if scripted by fate. your presence stirred feelings within him that he had long thought inaccessible. now, he found himself grappling with an unsettling jealousy when he witnessed you and his brother, kankuro, engaging in playful banter right before him. he made a conscious effort to disregard the lively interactions between you and kankuro, attempting to ignore the way you both teased each other so effortlessly. yet, despite his best efforts, he could not suppress the rising tide of jealousy and possessiveness coursing through him. the sight of you laughing and enjoying yourself in kankuro’s company felt like a painful irritant, no matter how hard he tried to remain indifferent. his fists tightened into clenched knots as he observed you from the periphery of his vision. as kankuro’s teasing continued, gaara's frustration only intensified. he attempted to dismiss his growing irritation, but the heat in his cheeks and the tension in his jaw betrayed his internal struggle. eventually, gaara could no longer tolerate the scene unfolding beside him. the casual, affectionate banter between you and kankuro became unbearable, prompting him to rise from his seat, unable to mask his growing annoyance any longer.

“kankuro, knock it off,” he snapped, his voice taut with irritation. the lively, carefree banter between you and kankuro came to an abrupt halt, and the room fell into a heavy silence. the air was thick with the sudden tension that gaara’s commanding tone had injected. kankuro’s smirk faltered for a split second as he turned his attention to his brother, his expression shifting to one of feigned innocence. “oh, come on, bro. we’re just having a little fun,” kankuro said, his voice oozing with casual nonchalance. you looked up at gaara, your heart thudding in your chest. his reaction was intense, a side of him you hadn’t seen before. his irritation was noticable, and it was evident that he was struggling to mask the emotions simmering beneath the surface. gaara’s jaw tightened, his features hardening as he fixed a steely gaze on kankuro. “cut it out, kankuro. you’re being annoying,” he said, voice devoid of warmth and edged with frustration. the sharpness in his tone cut through the room, making it clear that he was no longer in the mood for light-hearted banter. kankuro raised an eyebrow, a sly grin spreading across his face as he leaned back in his seat with exaggerated nonchalance. “oh, am i annoying you, lil bro? it seems like someone’s feeling a bit jealous…” gaara’s irritation flared, his fists clenching into tight, white-knuckled balls. he turned to face kankuro fully, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. “i’m not jealous,” he asserted, though the strained quality of his voice betrayed the falsehood in his declaration. kankuro’s grin widened, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on his brother. “oh really? then why are you so worked up? you’re practically vibrating with anger.” his face flushed with ffrustration and embarrassment. he knew kankuro’s words were striking close to the truth, but admitting it felt like a defeat he wasn’t willing to accept. “that’s beside the point!” he snapped, his voice rising in volume. “just stop being such an idiot and leave us alone.” kankuro leaned back even further, crossing his arms and adopting an exaggeratedly thoughtful pose. “‘us? so it’s ‘us’ now?” he noticed the shift in your expression, the slight frown on your lips, and his grin grew wider, clearly reveling in the situation. sensing that the situation was escalating further, kankuro decided to heed gaara’s command. “alright, alright, i get it,” he said, raising his hands in a gesture of mock surrender. “my bro’s here is getting a bit too worked up for my taste. i know when i’m not wanted.” with a cheeky grin and a playful wink aimed directly at you, he made his exit, the door closing behind him with a soft click that seemed to echo in the now quiet room. with kankuro gone, the atmosphere in the room felt almost eerily still. the laughter and playful energy that had filled the space were replaced by a heavy, uncomfortable silence. gaara’s gaze remained fixed on the empty space where kankuro had been, his jaw still clenched tightly. after a tense moment of silence, gaara finally turned to face you. “sorry about that,” he muttered, his voice softer than before. he seemed unsure of how to handle the sudden shift in the dynamic between you two. you took a step closer, your eyes filled with concern. you reached out and placed a comforting hand on his arm, your touch tender and soothing. “it’s okay, gaara,” you said softly, your voice carrying a warmth meant to reassure him. “i didn’t realize it would bother you so much.” gaara shifted uncomfortably under your gaze, his eyes darting back to you. “i didn’t mean to overreact,” he admitted, his voice dropping to a quieter, more vulnerable tone. “it’s just… i don’t like seeing you so close to someone else. it makes me feel… unsettled.” a small, understanding smile touched your lips as you moved even closer, your hand gently cupping his cheek. “gaara, you don’t have to be jealous. you know i care about you deeply,”

his eyes softened at your reassurance, the tension in his posture easing slightly. “i know,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “it’s just hard for me sometimes. i haven’t felt like this before, and it’s… new.” you nodded, the vulnerability in his confession resonating deeply with you. “it’s new for me too,” you admitted, your thumb gently brushing against his cheek. “but i want you to know that you’re the one i choose. you’re important to me, and that won’t change.”

[bomber-grl]

What being their crush is like

Pairing(s): Characters x Gn!Ninja!Reader (teammate)

Character(s): Naruto Uzumaki, Sakura Haruno, Sasuke Uchiha

Naruto Uzumaki

An absolute fool for you

The only ways you could’ve caught this morons affections is by either being attractive or being kind to him back when you both first started out at the academy

Either way he’s absolutely smitten and so when he hears your name called out after his in class- he’s ecstatic that you’ll be on the same team

If you have a crush on someone else he’d be pretty bummed out but it won’t deter him

(He was especially motivated by sasuke and Sakura- it was just to get him away from them)

He’ll try to buy you ramen, flowers, honestly just anything to show you that he’s the most suitable suitor

Which couldn’t be further from the the truth (in the eyes of everyone else)

He’d be so open about liking you

Well, when he’s not around you

He’ll always talk about you and how wonderful you are- it’s so painfully obvious to any outsider looking in

And when someone brings up his more than obvious crush on you he’d flush and act as if they had gone mental

Like what

Also bonus points to you if you constantly back him up when he’s being teased and support his dream to be hokage

Literally +1000 points

Well a certain period of time passes and throughout said period he’s constantly flirting with you

How? Well he’s always complimenting your fighting/ jutsu and trying to ask you out on a date

If you are even slightly hesitant to respond

Like by a milisecond- then he’d rub the back of his head and laugh it off

Going on about how he was just joking and I don’t know what

Then one day you end up accepting

Which is funny because of the fact that he left a very traditional love note hidden somewhere he knew you’d fine

[insert you going home and finding it]

Literally not surprising to anyone and most people would assume that Naruto would confess boldly

But I disagree- he’d be pretty shy and uncertain despite his tendency to be reckless

If you accept or not will be up to you but the next time you see him he’s all awkward and stuff but still manages to try and play it off

It’s up to you to break the ice

Sakura Haruno

Again, Sakura likely started liking you because of your attractiveness

It was just a surface level crush until she saw that you had an actual good character

She’s so beyond happy that you’ll be on the same team, I’m not even exaggerating

You’re all in the same class and so as classmates you’re all bound to have crushes on the same people

That’s to say- a good amount of people also had a crush on you and the moment your name was announced alongside hers-

She just mentally imagined flipping them all and shoving it in their faces

Miss girl is honestly so sweet, she’s always trying to spend time with you and if you have any trouble with anything

E.g. ninjutsu, fighting, etc. she’ll always be there to help

Maybe a little too willing at times

Now, we all know that Ino and Sakura have had this rivalry and often banter

Well, all of a sudden (if Ino isn’t fighting over you) she’s probably making fun of you and being very loud about her opinion on you

It’s either that she thinks you and Sakura are a perfect match (negative) or that you’re terrible and not the best option (also negative)

Either way you’re catching strays

Sakura obviously gets riled up over this and tries to defend you no matter where or when

Which leads to you being there for Sakuras Chunin exams and experiencing the whole match

It’s an event that leads to character growth- but when she goes back she doesn’t expect you to be there waiting for her

She’s honestly flattered you’d wait for her and is mentally smug about it

When she flirts with you it’s honestly super obvious too

I can’t even deny that

Like at times she’d defend you and act as though you’re always right and idk what else (which is her odd way of flirting because she sort of stares)

And then sometimes she just opens up about private stuff around you during the quiet moments

Plus she also gifts you little trinkets- like flowers or something casual and small

Either way- when she confesses it’s probably spontaneous asf

Like you’re walking around at night and she gets this urge to just spill her guts

And she does

She’s basically like why the hell not be like Naruto

She’s super flushed and awaits your response right then and there

If you like her back and know it- that’s that

But if you tell her you need to time to figure it out then she’ll accept

Just know she’s lying awake at night wondering regretting it

Sasuke Uchiha

He acts super neutral towards you

Which wouldn’t be an obvious pointer that you’re his crush towards the average person but cmon

He’s sasuke

So ofc it’s obvious he has a crush on you

Honestly the only way I’d see him having a crush on you would be if you were close to him pre massacre and have been by his side since forever

(Unless you’re willing to wait the long game *cough*cough* slow burn)

He’d be pretty dependent on you while also being super independent

It’s honestly confusing sometimes

When it comes to the whole you being apart of his team, he doesn’t feel a particular way about it

(Or so he tells himself)

He’d try so hard to be nonchalant around you

Like not even joking

But if someone insults you or does something slightly disrespectful- he’s giving them the death glare

And then excuses it with just being annoyed by (more often than not) Naruto

Since he usually pokes fun at ppl and stuff

(If you didn’t know him before the academy and even if you did) He’d probably admire your skills and how smart you are

Like he’d watch you from afar and is honestly jealous and simultaneously sees you as a rival

Again, super confusing.

The most affection you’d get from him at this stage is his (once in a lifetime) compliment about your fighting or something

Then he’d walk away

You’re left standing there super confused while he walks away with a light blush dusting his cheeks

He ain’t fooling nobody

He obviously feels super weird about having a crush on you because of his whole mission on finding his brother and -

Yea.

So even though he does like you more than he’d want to admit- he would never confess

Not likely

Which is what you thought

Until you find out that Sasuke left the village and there’s no point in trying to go after him or anything at all really

It’s a betrayal to you and everyone else

It’s dark by the time you get home and enter your room

You pick up this thing Sasuke had given you- his excuse? It wasn’t worth his time and so he had given it to you

You didn’t care much for his excuse and just kept it on your dresser

Upon closer inspection you noticed a paper sticking out and obviously took it out

It was a letter- one could argue it was sasuke confessing

He went on about how he liked was ok being around you and the paper note wasn’t all that long

Just a few lines (if any)

There was a rip towards the bottom and you were left wondering what it would’ve said

Spoiler - it was Sasukes actual confession that he cowardly ripped off and threw into a body of water, hoping you’d never find it

-

A/n: got a tad carried away

[crushmeeren]

༝ ᭝ ༝ ARRANGED MARRIAGE AU — PART ONE ༝ ᭝ ༝

⤷ ⋆ ft. itachi uchiha ⋆

⋆ note ; this was inspired by this post. credit to @majesticflyingwalrus ! sfw! small bit of angst!

⋆ note x 2 ; i believe this is going to have to become a miniseries…. so let’s say this is part one — centered around a small snippet of your connection with Itachi before, your feelings on the day of, and the first year of your marriage.

master list ⤷ ⋆ PART TWO

You’d spoken to your husband maybe a dozen times before you were married.

Before you were thrown headfirst into a life long commitment with someone you could only comfortably consider an acquaintance for the sake of your clan.

Itachi Uchiha is polite. He’s collected, calm, rational. As children, he’d never been rude. He was a quiet boy, heir to the Uchiha clan. Someone who understood what it’s like to carry the weight of being the eldest child and all the responsibilities that accompany it, which you found comfort in.

Your families were close - ish, both high up on the social food chain. Whenever you’d been forced to spend time with him as a kid, he’d sit quietly nearby, working on a puzzle or reading some sort of book. Every now and then he’d invite you to join him and complete a puzzle, which featured pretty pictures of crows quite often, but you never spoke much outside of that.

Those memories you look back on with fondness, peaceful moments in an otherwise stress filled life.

As the years passed, and you reached your early twenties, your families renewed their bond, strengthened it. You remained unmarried, and so did Itachi. Your parents gave you grief over it, and when they brought up an arranged marriage, more than willing to give your hand away to Itachi, it didn’t surprise you. You’d been expecting it.

Itachi’s handsome, you respect him, and he’s kind, so you ignored the sensation of the ocean echoing in your ribcage and sucked it up. For your clan, you went along with the proposal. For your clan, you resigned yourself to a lifetime of loneliness.

Besides, you could do much worse than Itachi, right?

The planning was a breeze, over half the preparations being done for you. Your Mother, and Itachi’s, asked for your input considering certain aspects, but this wedding seemed more about the two of them instead of celebrating your union.

You have no clue if Itachi got a say in anything.

⇣ ༝ ⇣ ༝ ⇣

The day of the wedding you sat alone. Your Mother had been droning on and on about “proper etiquette”, and the “importance of sticking to the itinerary”, when the reality of the situation crashed down on you. Hard.

Your entire body chilled, a rush of icy slush replacing your blood, heart caught in your throat. Sweat beaded on the back of your neck, palms clammy. Once your hands started to shake your Mother stared at you in bewilderment, her questions concerning your health muffled and far away to your ears.

You excused yourself without waiting for permission, locating the nearest vacant room to hide, crouch down, and to breathe.

Through the window you gaze at the small children from both families playing in the field. Jealousy burns hot in your chest at their carefree nature, the little ones living in ignorance and bliss. You squeeze your eyes shut to shake off the dark direction of your mind, allowing their high pitched peals of laughter to afford you a moment of calm. Reaching up you wipe the tears off your cheek with the back of your hand, careful of the delicate makeup that’d taken hours to perfect.

A soft knock on the door startles you, both eyes opening wide. You sniffle once and rise to your feet, smoothing out any wrinkles in your outfit, regaining your composure.

“Come in,” you call out, voice scratchy with the evidence of your recent crying. You clear your throat as the door opens and, to your surprise, it’s Itachi who steps in. The door swings shut behind him, not producing a single sound. Your eyebrows shoot up and Itachi gives you a small, comforting smile.

It’s silent as he walks closer, the air around you somber and achy. He sits down with enviable grace in the chair next to where you stand, patting the seat beside himself in invitation.

“I’m aware this day is…difficult,” he begins. He tilts his head up to meet your gaze, eyes warm and calm. “Your Mother told me you were in here. I wanted to be sure you were okay, so, are you alright?”

You sigh through your nose, resigned, and take a seat. Itachi reaches over and hovers his hand an inch above your knee, hesitant, before making the decision to rest it there. You stare at his hand, the lump in your throat returning, only this time it’s due to the sudden surge of affection swelling for the man.

“I’m doing well, all things considered,” you say light heartedly. You sneak your hand underneath his, thread your fingers together, and lift your head to lock eyes with Itachi, the corner of your mouth curling upwards.

Itachi laughs, and for the first time, you notice the movement crinkles the sides of his eyes. How endearing.

His expression switches to something more sympathetic, tender. “I apologize this has been forced upon you. If it helps, I’m very content with you being the one chosen for me. It’s comforting to me that I’m marrying someone who I’m on friendly terms with.”

“Yes,” you agree, eyes twinkling as his sweet words lift your spirits from the floor. “Although, I have to admit I’m heartbroken to be marrying you instead of Sasuke.”

Itachi’s jaw drops open, eyes going round like saucers before laughter bursts out of you, squeezing his hand tight as he rolls his eyes and joins in with you.

“A pity,” He teases. “I know for a fact my menace of a little brother would be ecstatic to marry someone as wonderful as you,” Itachi says, humming as he pretends to be in thought. “Don’t be surprised to find Sasuke waiting for you at the altar.”

You gasp in fake shock, leaning in to bump his shoulder with yours. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“You’re right, I wouldn’t dream of it.”

The sincerity of the statement leaves you searching for the right response, a small horde of butterflies demanding their presence be known in your belly. Things grow quiet between you once more, the silence comforting rather than awkward while you find your voice. “I am truly grateful that it’s you, Itachi. I doubt I could survive this with someone else.”

Itachi shifts his body to face yours, expression determined and serious. “I promise I’ll do everything in my power to make our life comfortable. Even if our relationship is not romantic, I’m grateful to be on the receiving end of your friendship. We’ll find our rhythm, promise me you won’t give up hope.”

You do promise, even going so far as to lock your pinkies together. Itachi exits first, and you follow his footsteps a few moments later.

When you leave your heart’s lighter than air.

⇣ ༝ ⇣ ༝ ⇣

The first year of your marriage, Itachi lives like he’s your roommate. Nothing more, nothing less.

You sleep in different rooms, you’ve made your home in separate bathrooms, and Itachi keeps busy enough with clan affairs that his appearance throughout the day is sparse. Somehow, dinner happens to be the time you’ve both allotted for the other. It’s not in writing, and you don’t speak about it, yet Itachi joins you nearly every evening to share a meal.

You’ve created quite a comfortable routine for yourself within your new life as Itachi’s wife. That’s all it is though, comfortable. Just as Itachi promised.

Loneliness is your shadow from day one. On your wedding night, you’d harbored a shred of hope that you���d share an intimate night with your new husband. When you’d kissed Itachi in your bedroom, fumbling to undress him, his response was to break the kiss as gently as he could. He declined with a strained smile and manners that never seem to abandon him.

Crying into your pillow, alone, was not what you expected to be on the table.

Itachi sat prim and proper at the table the next morning when you tried to apologize for making him uncomfortable. He assured you that wasn’t the case, but asked that you didn’t bring it up again, as he felt that enough had been pushed onto your shoulders already. He refused to add sex that you wouldn’t enjoy to the list.

You swallowed your pride and respected his wishes, assuming it was his way of letting you down easy and that Itachi had no real desire for you besides that of a simple companion. Yes, the situation was a blow straight to the gut, but you agreed to this life, so did you really have any right to complain?

Ever since, a distance remained between you. Day after day, you took up new hobbies, doing anything to fill the hole in your heart. As ironic as it may seem, you found yourself spending tons of time with Sasuke of all people. As if you did marry him instead.

You’d decided to start going on more walks, eager to explore and appreciate the beauty the Uchiha compound had to offer, and that’s where you discovered Sasuke.

Halfway through the journey you spotted him relaxing on a stone bench, watching koi fish swim circles in the pond, peaceful as you’d ever witnessed him. You’re sure Sasuke heard you approaching, because he was not surprised in the slightest when you took a careful seat next to him.

Quiet small talk about koi fish flowed through the air, and you mentioned your wish to tend to the gardens nearby. Then, on a whim, and before you could regret it, you asked him if he’d be interested in joining you on your daily strolls. The shock must have shown on your face when he accepted, because he snickered in response.

So that’s how you filled out your days. Occupied with different things such as drawing, gardening, baking, and going on walks with Sasuke. It shocked you to the core as you found a friend and confidant in the younger Uchiha.

A month after your one year anniversary with Itachi, you join him for dinner one night. He sits stiff as a board, shoulders tense when you arrive. A quick uptick of his lips becomes your singular greeting after you say hello.

“Is everything alright, Itachi?” You ask, tone weary as you settle down in your spot across from him.

He nods once, a quick jerk of his head. “Of course, I’ve just been meaning to speak with you about something. Before that however, tell me about your day.” Itachi sets his hands in his lap, waiting for your answer with an unreadable expression.

“Oh, well it was fine. Sasuke helped me —,”

“Sasuke?” He interrupts, voice tight.

Your eyebrow raises. “Yes,” you answer slowly. “I’m sure I’ve mentioned before we go on walks together.”

“Oh, yes. You’re right. I fear I’ve been quite forgetful today.” Itachi does seem distracted, which is odd in of itself. You’re certain you’ve discussed your walks with his little brother before and he never had an issue with it. You blink in Itachi’s direction, the atmosphere turning tense and unsettling. You’re able to hear to the crickets chirping outside.

The silence is awkward. “Is there something you needed to tell me?”

Itachi’s brows pinch together, a faint blush appearing on his cheeks. “Forgive me for being so out of it. Yes, something important. I spoke with my Mother and Father today, they’ve informed me the elders have been pressuring them to tell me that I need to fulfill my duty and…,” he pauses to clear his throat, gaze firm. “That you and I need to have a baby, to produce an heir.”

Your stomach drops, body flashing white hot, and your cheeks become hot to the touch within seconds. “Are you serious?”

“I wouldn’t lie.”

You let out an incredulous laugh. Once again you’re smacked in the face with the life you signed up for. If you’re honest, you’d forgotten about having children over the course of the past year. It’s inevitable you suppose, making little Uchiha babies with Itachi, you’re his wife. “No, you wouldn’t.”

Itachi opens his mouth to speak but you hold up a hand to stop him.

“Don’t you dare apologize, Itachi. I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to be your wife. All I ask is that you be gentle, I’m not so experienced after all,” you try to joke, but it falls flat.

His gaze softens, posture loosening. He remains quiet for a moment, thoughtful. Then guilt appears to be written all over his face. “I’m a virgin as well, so know you’re not alone in this.”

No beating around the bush with Itachi. At least he doesn’t apologize again. “I’ll keep that in mind,” you say, voice soft. You suck in a deep breath, hold it for a few seconds, and let it out slowly, steadying yourself. You’ll find time to spiral over this when you’re alone. “When are we going to start?”

Itachi shoots you a small smile, the same one full of comfort and reassurance he gave you on your wedding day. You hadn’t even realized your shoulders were hiked up with tension until they relax under his gaze. “In order to answer that, I have to ask you another uncomfortable question. When does your next cycle begin?”

⋆ ⋆ should this mini series arranged marriage au continue? lemme know what you think! ⋆ ⋆

[obito-in-disguise]

| Second skin |

Post war Sasuke x reader

Who knew the fearsome Uchiha Sasuke was...clingy?

Lots of things had changed about Sasuke since the war ended. He had a rinnegan now in his left eye, he was much taller, calmer and...touchy?

It freaked you out the first time it happened because before his defection and the war, you were used to zero physical affection from Sasuke.

Sure there was the occasional hand holding or forehead tap, but hugging? Caressing? Cuddling? Sasuke was uncomfortable with that, with letting people in that close.

It wasn't a big deal to you, you knew your lover and accepted him for who was, quirks and boundaries included.

So it came as a shock to you when he showed up at your doorstep a few days after the war had ended, and he had been pardoned for his crimes against Konoha.

Sasuke never came to you first, it was always you putting in most of the heavy load in the relationship. You were already poised to ask him if everything was alright when he suddenly pulled you into a hug.

It startled you, you almost didn't recognize it was a hug. It was obvious he didn't give many hugs. He was stiff, akward and wasn't even fully touching you.

After a few moments of you standing there and blinking in shock, he eventually grunts and shoves you away (lightly) in embarrassment from your lack of reciprocation.

His cheeks are red as he huffs and turns around ready to leave. He summoned up all that courage to finally hold you and this is what he gets?

"wait! wait!" you giggle gripping his cloak to prevent him from leaving as he grumbles and tries to hide his flushed face.

"Was that a hug??" you howl with laughter as he yanks his cloak out of your grasp and glares at you.

"I was just...nevermind" He figures explaining would make everything worse.

He was just going to leave and pretend this never happened, and if you tried to bring it up? He would just gaslight you into thinking you were crazy. Yep, sounds like the perfect plan.

You decide you've laughed at him enough, after all he's making an effort. You smile up at him before gently grabbing his hand and tugging him closer.

"Thank you Sasuke, that meant a lot to me" You hope your words of praise would encourage him to take more baby steps.

"But I didn't even do it right..." He huffs looking away, yet his thumb draws circles on your hand that grabbed his.

"It's the thought that counts anyways" you shrug.

Sasuke always loved that aspect of you even though it felt like he was taking advantage of you.

You were always so kind and caring and so understanding as a partner, even when he failed to be affectionate like other guys were to their girlfriends. Well no more, all that was going to change starting from today.

Ever since that day, true to his words he was more affectionate. He was basically attached to you by the hip now. He had gotten better at hugs too, they went from stiff and weird to warm and loving.

He was also much bolder, these days you would find Sasuke absent mindedly caressing your thigh or sweeping you off your feet(quite literally) when he felt you were walking too slow.

His new favourite hobby was lounging with his head in your lap and you playing with his hair. He would never admit that though.

He hadn't quite gotten to the level of cuddles and kisses yet. Whenever you brought it up while suggestively wiggling your eyebrows, he would blush and stutter calling you a little pervert before abruptly walking away to go and fantasize about how it would feel to have your lips on his.

Even though it seemed like Sasuke being clingy and affectionate was something he picked up out of the blue after the war, the truth was that Sasuke had always been an affectionate person by heart.

Only his parents and Itachi knew just what a loving and tender boy he was.

Much to his delight, Itachi was often the subject of Sasuke's cuddles when they were younger but the sheer gravity of the trauma of what he had been through made him into the damaged and withdrawn person he became before the war.

Now he's slowly healing and learning to love again and you couldn't be more glad he chose you to take on that journey with him.

Guess who's back from the dead? Jk I've actually been busy with uni applications, your girl's getting ready to move halfway across the world for school, pray for me ya'll 😭😭😭

Thank you for reading, hugs and kisses. 😙

Feel free to check out my other Naruto Shippuden fics and more stories!

[arabella0001]

can somebody stop my obsession with him

Sasuke Uchiha’s quiet ways to show he cares

Sasuke Uchiha, who doesn’t say “I love you” often, but presses his forehead to yours in rare, quiet moments—his silence speaking louder than words ever could.

Sasuke Uchiha, who calls you annoying but looks for you the second you’re gone too long.

Sasuke Uchiha, who stands in front of you during fights—not because you need protection, but because he refuses to let anything touch you.

Sasuke Uchiha, who tells you not to rely on him, but always ends up being there first when things go wrong.

Sasuke Uchiha, who scoffs when you get hurt, muttering about carelessness—while his hands are already bandaging the wound, slower than necessary, his voice drops to a whisper, and your name sounds almost fragile on his lips.

Sasuke Uchiha, who doesn’t laugh at your jokes but smirks faintly when you’re not looking.

Sasuke Uchiha, who looks unimpressed when you’re angry, but the faintest smirk betrays the fact that he thinks you’re cute when you’re frustrated.

Sasuke Uchiha, who rarely compliments you, but you catch him staring like you’re the only thing worth looking at.

Sasuke Uchiha, who always says, “I’ll be fine,” but looks at you a little too long before leaving for missions—as if memorizing the way you look before he goes.

Sasuke Uchiha, who lets you vent without interruption, arms crossed as he leans against a tree. later, without explanation, you notice he’s already taken care of what was bothering you.

Sasuke Uchiha, who criticizes your form during training, but his hands ghost over yours, adjusting your grip without a word.

Sasuke Uchiha, who rolls his eyes when you complain about being tired, but slows his pace without saying a word.

another smau with sasuke

naruto one

kakashi one

[kakashisbabymama218]

blowjobs w kakashi

thinking about husband!kakashi who stands shirtless in the middle of your kitchen, his sweats hanging dangerouly low on his hips, exposing the deep V that leads directly to the thing that's taken over your thoughts as you stand in front of your refrigerator, the door open but the ingredients long forgotten.

kakashi’s gaze is pointed down at the recipe in the cook book you brought earlier that day, to busy reading off the things you'll need in order to make the chocolate cake you've been craving these past few days, to notice the way you're staring at him with hungry eyes.

"—and two eggs" he finishes, putting the book on the counter and turning to get a mixing bowl out of the cabinet. he walks back over towards the counter and begins measuring out the flour and sugar, dumping the dry ingredients into the bowl as he reads what to do next.

you've finally snapped out of it, tired of not having kakashi's dick down your throat, closing the door to the fridge before walking towards him.

"hey-" he's cut off when you drop to your knees in front of him, mouth snapping shut as he watches you with a single curious eye.

you look up, eyes finding kakashi's as your hands reach out to squeeze his soft cock, feeling in harden slightly under your touch.

"can i?" you ask innocently, tongue poking out of your mouth to wet your dry lips. you accompany your question with another firm squeeze to his cock that's already beginning to swell.

"yes, please—fuck" kakashi sucks in a breath when your hands find the waistband of his pants, pulling them down just enough to free his heavy cock, that springs free and slaps against his stomach before swinging freely right in front of your face. back and forth as your eyes follow, hypnotized.

your mouth waters at the sight.

you take him in your hand, thumb just barely ghosting over his tip as you stroke him softly. kakashi watches as you bring the tip to your lips, placing a soft kiss to the tip as you hear him exhale shakily above you.

you kiss his tip again, feeling the way the bead of precum that’s began dripping from his tip smears along your bottom lip.

his hand finds the back of your head, but he doesn't push your head closer to his dick, instead he lets it rest there, using it as an anchor to keep him grounded, to keep him from busting the second you wrap your soft lips around him.

kakashi groans when your tongue licks a long stripe up the length of his dick, before it comes to circle his tip. you continue to suckle at his sensitive tip, licking and lapping and sucking as kakashi lets out moans and groans of pleasure that do nothing to help the throbbing between your legs.

kakashi lets you take your time, knowing how you like to explore every inch of his cock with your tongue before you take him down your throat. starting at his tip you move down his length, licking and sucking on the base until its wet with your spit, making the glide of your hand easier as you pump him slowly. you gently suck one of his balls into your mouth, as kakashi bucks his hips subconsciously, head thrown back in pleasure, mouth parted slight and eyes tightly shut as he loses himself to the feeling of your mouth on his dick.

the grip on your head tightens when you finally take him into your mouth, sinking down inch by inch until he's hitting the back of your throat and your nose is pressed against the thatch of white hairs. your eyes water instantly, throat constricting as you begin breathing through your nose, willing yourself to relax your throat around him as he slides in deeper and deeper until your nose is pressed against his pelvis.

kakashi moans loudly as his other hand comes up to grip your hair, shallowing thrusting his hips as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge. he’s lost in the feeling of your tongue and lips and mouth, the way you swallow around him as he fucks your face that his control slowly starts to dissolve.

you let your eyes flutter closed, mind empty, unable to focus on anything other than the feeling of kakashi filling your throat, pulling out before he’s pushing right back in, over and over again until you feel the familiar twitching right before kakashi's shooting his load directly down your throat, so deep you can barely even taste it. you swallow it down happily.

his hips have stopped moving, but his cock remains in your mouth as suck him through his orgasm, lapping at the few remaining drops that drip from his tip as kakashi moans above you.

[obitos-whore]

Naruto men taking care of their s/o when they're sick

I'm currently dealing with a cold and really shitty stomach problems, probably due to food poisoning. So, I present you this. Apologies if it's not good or your faves aren't in it. Also, shout-out to everyone who's currently sick. We're in this together and we'll get through it.

(Includes: Obito, Gaara, Shisui, Itachi and Kakashi)

Tw: Mention of sickness, throwing up and medicine

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Obito

He was woken up by the sound retching coming from the bathroom

After noticing that you weren't in bed, he immediately went to check on you in the bathroom, calling out your name softly to make his presence known and to not startle you

When another wave of nausea washes over you, he kneels down beside you and gently rubs your back in circular motions

"It's okay, love. It's okay. Let it out, I'm here for you."

Once you're done regurgitating your dinner, he hands you some water to rinse your mouth with

And in case you accidentally made a mess, don't worry, Obito will reassure you with a kiss on the top of your head and a soft "Don't worry, honey, I got this" and clean it up while you brush your teeth

When everything is nice and clean again, he will help you back to your shared bedroom and offer to make you some tea and prepare a hot water bottle for your upset tummy

Since he knows how draining and strenuous throwing up can be, Obito makes sure you're nice and comfy, with a bucket in reach and a box of tissues to wipe your mouth and tears with, before heading to the kitchen to prepare that tea and hot water bottle

Back in bed, he will hold you tight and cuddle you, peppering your head with affectionate kisses and whispering words of encouragement

Gaara

He noticed something was up when he came back home and you weren't there to greet him like you always do

After a quick search, he found you laying in bed, wrapped in two blankets and shivering, teeth practically clattering

His protective instincts kicked in immediately at the sight of you and without wasting any time, Gaara began to tend to you, pushing aside his own fatigue

He checked your temperature, fluffed up your pillows, turned up the heat in the room and brought you an extra blanket. He even gave you one of his sweaters for extra warmth and comfort

"Don't worry my little desert flower, I'm going to take care of you."

Gaara practically raids the medicine cabinet and insists that you take some of everything

Despite his usually stoic and calm demeanor, Gaara tends to turn into a bit of a helicopter parent partner when it comes to you. (And he's not ashamed of it)

He also doesn't care that he might get sick as well by being so close to you. He just wants to be there for you and nurse you back to health like a good spouse should. Plus, he can handle a bit of a runny nose and some coughing

Shisui

It was actually him who got you sick in the first place

He insisted that he could take care of himself and that you should stay away until he was no longer infectious. But you didn't listen and that's how you two ended up being sick together

Feeling guilty, Shisui tries to make it up by tending to you to his best of ability. Which sounds as strenuous and tedious as it actually is, with each of you insisting that the other should rest and let them do all the work

To no one's surprise, neither of you actually gets much done and instead spends the majority of the day sleeping

Your diet for that time consists of mostly medicine and teas and some instant ramen. Maybe some fruits or home cooked meals if someone was so kind to bring you some

Despite both of you feeling like absolute ass, you do appreciate the chance to spend some 'quality' time together. Even if that mostly consists of coughing up a lung and trumpeting like a herd of elephants while blowing your noses

Regardless of which of you is the worst off, Shisui will be the one to go to the pharmacy and the grocery store to get medicine, food and a few other things, such as flowers, a "Get well soon" card, a cute little plushie and your favourite snacks

The poor guy is being eaten alive by guilt and his unwavering love for you is what gives him the strength to actually leave the bed and function somehow. Even if it's for your sake only. So you better appreciate his efforts

Itachi

Itachi had come over to your place, to spend the few days he had off with you

Wanting to surprise you, he used the spare key you gave him to access the apartment and prepare a cute little dinner date a la stay at home. That was, until he heard noises coming from the bathroom

He decided to investigate and that's when he found you, hung over the toilet, hair and clothes a total mess and face almost as white as the toilet you were hugging

His previous plans now forgotten, he dutifully takes it upon himself to care for you, starting with comforting you and carefully getting you back to bed once your stomach has been emptied

Knowing that tea, warmth and bed rest are the best way to soothe an upset stomach, Itachi doesn't shy away from becoming your personal nurse/butler during that time

He will make you homemade ginger tea, cook easily digestible meals for you, prepare as many hot water bottles as you need and want and even take care of the chores around the apartment without you even having to ask him to

And on top of that, he still takes the time to cuddle with you and rub your stomach to alleviate the pain and discomfort you're in

He'd even request to have a few more days off, in case you're not feeling better by the time he has to be back on duty

Kakashi

When you and Kakashi met up for one of your rare dates, the silver haired Jonin immediately noticed your ailing state and advised you to take it easy

He even offered to reschedule your date so that you could take the time to rest. But after you stubbornly insisted that you were fine, he eventually gave in, albeit reluctantly

The next day, he decided to pay you a brief visit and check on you

Of course, he wasn't surprised when he saw your pale face sheepishly peeking out from behind the blanket as you tried to stifle a cough

"So much for "I'm fine", huh?"

Pretends to be smug and smart-assy about being right and takes the opportunity to gently scold you for being stubborn and reckless with your health. Look, he cares a lot about you but doesn't know how to say or show it properly, so he acts like an all-knowing, wannabe doctor to get the message across

Signs himself up for the role of your caretaker, because obviously you suck at doing it yourself and he is the only responsible adult here. Basically the pinnacle of self-care. Lol

Expect to be served healthy, home cooked meals and lots of fresh vegetables and fruits to help boost that immune system of yours and get you back to health

May or may not coax you to take your medication by promising you extra cuddles and affection

[adumbratrapedme]

In His Arms, Under the Stars | smut

Pairing: sasuke x reader

Synopsis: During a long mission, you and Sasuke take a brief break in a secluded forest, but what was meant to be a moment of rest quickly turns into something much more intense.

Warnings: “public” / forest sex, smut, +18, p in v, raw sex, fingering, etc.

The forest was quiet, save for the distant rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze. The mission had gone smoothly, but the tension in Sasuke’s sharp gaze hadn’t lessened. The two of you paused in a secluded clearing, the light of the setting sun painting his pale skin in hues of gold and shadow.

Leaning against a tree, Sasuke exhaled slowly, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that stole your breath. His usual guarded demeanor was slipping, replaced by something raw and unrestrained.

“Y/N,” he murmured, his voice low and tinged with something primal.

You stepped closer, drawn to him like a moth to flame. “What is it?”

Instead of answering, he reached out, his long fingers brushing your wrist before pulling you closer. The sudden tug sent you stumbling, your chest pressed against his as he stared down at you. His breath was warm against your lips as he spoke.

“You don’t know what you do to me,” he rasped, his voice barely above a whisper.

Before you could respond, his lips crashed against yours, hungry and insistent. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you flush against him, and you could feel the heat radiating from his body. His kisses were rough, almost desperate, as though he’d been holding back all day and could no longer resist.

“Sasuke,” you gasped when his lips moved to your neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses along your skin. His teeth grazed the sensitive spot beneath your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

“Say my name again,” he muttered against your skin, his voice a growl that made your knees weak.

His hands began to wander, sliding beneath your shirt to rest on your bare skin. His touch was warm, his calloused fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns along your sides. The sensation sent shivers down your spine, and his thumbs brushed just below your ribs, making your breath hitch.

“Sasuke, we probably shouldn’t—” you managed to whisper, though your voice wavered, betraying the conflict between reason and desire. Your hands betrayed you further, finding their way to his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as if anchoring yourself to him.

He paused, pulling back just enough to meet your gaze, his dark eyes smoldering with a mix of hunger and devotion. “Tell me to stop,” he murmured, though the way his hands moved belied his words. One hand slid higher beneath your shirt, his fingertips grazing the curve of your waist, while the other ventured lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your undergarments.

You didn’t tell him to stop. Instead, your hands slipped under his shirt, the heat of his skin meeting your touch. Your fingertips explored the taut muscles of his abdomen, tracing the defined lines as his breathing grew heavier. When your fingers brushed over his nipples, his breath hitched, and the quiet, guttural groan that followed sent a thrill through you.

His lips found yours again, this time slower, more deliberate, as if savoring every second. His kisses were intoxicating, each one pulling you deeper into the haze of desire that surrounded you both. Meanwhile, his hand between your legs began to move, his fingers spreading your wetness along your slit with an almost reverent touch.

“Y/N,” he breathed against your lips, his voice rough and strained, filled with an emotion he rarely let show. “You’re all I can think about.”

Your soft moan was the only response he needed. As his fingers pressed against your entrance, teasing and testing your resolve, your body arched into him, silently pleading for more. The tension between you was electric, each touch and kiss igniting a fire that neither of you could—or wanted to—extinguish.

His fingers worked inside you with deliberate precision, stroking and curling in ways that left you gasping against his lips. He kissed you deeply, swallowing every whimper and moan, his movements confident and unrelenting as he learned exactly how to unravel you.

But just as the pleasure began to crest, he broke the kiss, his lips hovering over yours and stealing the words you were about to say. Slowly, his fingers slid out of you, leaving you breathless. Before you could protest, he brought them to his lips, his dark eyes locked on yours as he licked them clean, savoring your taste with deliberate intent that made your cheeks burn.

“W-what are you-” you began, your voice trembling, but his deep, commanding voice interrupted you.

“Come here,” he said, his tone firm yet thick with desire.

With a firm but gentle grip, he took your arm and guided you toward the nearest tree. His movements were urgent yet careful as he turned you so that your front pressed against the rough bark. The cool surface bit into your skin through your shirt, a sharp contrast to the heat of his body behind you.

“Hold on,” he murmured, his breath warm against your ear.

One hand slid to your waist, steadying you, while the other gripped the waistband of your pants and panties. In a single, fluid motion, he tugged them down, letting the fabric fall to your thighs. The cool air against your bare skin sent a shiver up your spine, and you couldn’t stop the soft gasp that escaped your lips.

“hurry-” you whispered, your voice a mix of anticipation and need.

His hands returned to your hips, his fingers pressing into your skin as he pulled you back slightly, aligning your body with his. The firm yet deliberate way he moved you made your breath hitch, anticipation sparking like wildfire in your veins.

His lips found the curve of your neck, trailing slow, open-mouthed kisses along your skin. Each kiss was deliberate, his tongue flicking against sensitive spots that left you trembling in his grasp. His breath was warm against your ear as he whispered, “You’re irresistible,” his voice rough with hunger and filled with a longing that made your knees weak.

Your fingers curled into the bark of the tree, the rough texture grounding you as his hands slid lower, kneading the soft skin of your ass. His grip was firm, almost possessive, as if he couldn’t get enough of you. The world around you blurred, fading into nothing but the sound of your ragged breaths, the heat of his body pressed against yours, and the unspoken promises in every touch.

“Look what you do to me,” he muttered, his voice thick with need.

You turned your head slightly, catching the smoldering look in his dark eyes as he reached down, tugging his pants lower in one swift motion. The sound of fabric shifting was almost drowned out by your own heartbeat as he freed himself, his hard length brushing against the back of your thigh.

His hands returned to your hips, steadying you as he pressed himself closer. You felt the heat of him against your bare skin, the weight of his cock teasing your entrance, already slick and ready. His movements were slow, deliberate, as if savoring every second of the moment.

“You feel so perfect,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, but the weight of his words sent a shiver down your spine.

The world around you ceased to exist, leaving only the two of you in that stolen moment, lost in each other.

His hands gripped your hips firmly as he shifted closer, his cock sliding against your dripping entrance, teasing you with slow, deliberate movements. Each motion sent sparks of heat coursing through your body, leaving you breathless and trembling in his grasp.

“Sasuke,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the sound of your own racing heartbeat.

His lips brushed against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine as he murmured, “Say my name like that again.”

With that, he pressed forward, the tip of his cock parting your folds and sinking into your warmth. The stretch was slow, deliberate, as he gave you time to adjust to him. A soft gasp escaped your lips as he filled you, inch by inch, until he was fully seated within you, his body pressed tightly against yours.

“Perfect,” he muttered, his voice rough and barely controlled, each syllable laced with desire. His forehead rested against the back of your shoulder, his warm breath fanning over your neck as he took a deep, shaky inhale, savoring the overwhelming feeling of being so deeply connected to you.

His grip on your hips tightened, his fingers pressing into your skin as he began to move. The first thrust was slow, deliberate, as though he was testing the limits of his restraint. But the need radiating from his body was undeniable, and soon his pace quickened, his hips snapping against yours with a force that stole the breath from your lungs.

Each thrust was harder than the last, his cock driving deeper with unrelenting intensity, brushing places within you that made your legs tremble. His movements were desperate, filled with a raw need that spoke louder than words, and you could feel it in every harsh thrust—the way his body sought to claim and worship you in equal measure.

Your hands gripped the bark of the tree tighter, the rough texture biting into your palms as your body arched against him, meeting each powerful movement. The sensation was overwhelming, a perfect blend of pleasure and pressure that left you gasping for air.

You whimpered, his name falling from your lips like a prayer, the sound only spurring him on.

His pace was relentless now, the force of his thrusts making your body jolt against the tree with every movement. He angled his hips slightly, and the next stroke sent a wave of pleasure crashing through you, his cock grazing that sensitive spot that made your vision blur.

“You feel so good,” he groaned, his voice low and strained, the words tumbling from his lips in a way that felt both reverent and possessive. His hands slid up your body, one slipping beneath your shirt to cup your breast, his thumb brushing over your hardened nipple as the other remained firm on your hip, grounding you to him.

The forest around you seemed to fade entirely, replaced by the sound of his labored breaths mingling with your soft moans. 

“f-fuck..” You gasped, your voice breaking as the pleasure built, your body responding to him in ways that felt utterly beyond your control. Every nerve was alight, a symphony of sensations that left you trembling beneath him.

He groaned at the sounds coming from your lips, his pace quickening as he surrendered to the rhythm of your bodies. The heat between you was intoxicating, and you felt his lips return to your neck, leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses along your skin. His breath was ragged, his voice thick with strain as he whispered against you, “You feel so tight… I don’t know if I can last much longer.”

Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, building to a fiery intensity that left you both breathless and desperate for more. Your body arched against the tree, your chest pressing into the rough bark as he buried himself deeper with every motion, his movements deliberate and unrelenting.

“Let go,” he urged, his voice a rough, commanding growl that sent shivers down your spine. His hand slid down to where your bodies joined, his fingers finding your clit with unerring precision. He circled it in time with his thrusts, the combination of his touch and his words unraveling you completely.

The sensation was overwhelming, a climax of pleasure that consumed you entirely. Your cries filled the air as your release hit, your body tightening around him with a force that pulled a deep, guttural groan from his lips. His grip on your hips grew almost bruising, holding you steady as he drove into you one last time, his rhythm faltering as his own climax overtook him.

A low, strained moan escaped him as he spilled into you, his body trembling with the force of his release. His forehead dropped to your shoulder, his breaths hot and uneven against your skin as the tension slowly ebbed, leaving behind a soothing warmth.

For a moment, neither of you moved, lost in the stillness of the forest and the lingering heat between you. Your breaths mingled in the quiet, the world around you feeling impossibly far away.

Sasuke’s hands loosened their grip on your hips, one sliding gently up your side as he placed a soft, lingering kiss against your neck. “You’re incredible,” he murmured, his voice softer now, filled with affection and a touch of awe.

He pulled back just enough to look at you, his dark eyes meeting yours with a tenderness that made your heart flutter. He brushed a strand of hair from your face, his thumb grazing your cheek as he whispered, “Always.”

The world around you blurred, the forest’s quiet hum fading into the background. There was no mission, no danger, no responsibilities—just the two of you, tangled in a moment that felt as infinite as it was fleeting.

[sasukeuchiha-24]