#originally it was hokage kkshi and obito where the reader is

[chojuuro]

you know what! I'm not sending kakashi! HUH, didn't expect that did you! Alright.

"keep talking shit and i'll show you the other things i can do with that mouth of yours." - with OBITO please HUH

u kno what i read this entirely wrong the first time and started a kkob it's FINE a little muah to u my dear friend 💖 anyway how about a lil hokage obito au ehehehe prompt list here | nsfw under the cut

Most days, Obito is happy to hear you complain. Most days, when you run your mouth, he's happy to let it in one ear and out the other, let you tease him until the sun comes up. Most days, Obito is happy to banter, happy to take the words as they come and shoot back with ones of his own, dipped in gold.

Today is not most days.

"Keep talking shit," he says, interrupting you in the middle of your sentence, "and I'll show you the other things I can do with that mouth of yours."

You stare at him from across the desk, stunned silent for once; slowly, your mouth curls into a smirk, an eyebrow raised and your interest piqued. "What're you gonna do about it, Lord Sixth?"

Before you can continue he's rounded the desk, leaning over you with all the power a Hokage should have, bracing himself with a hand on each of the armrests of the chair you occupy, caging you in. A moment passes, then two, and the tension is so palpable, so thick in the air that you feel like you're choking on it.

Your hand reaches up to fist itself into the front of his robes and your hips arch off the seat of the chair, meeting Obito's eager hand as it palms you through your pants. A moan slips through your lips and into his mouth as he kisses you, deep and passionate and hard, so hard, with teeth gnashing and groans and tongues warring for each other.

"Obito," you whine, pressing against his hand, hot and needy and wanting. He chuckles, pulls away a little just in time for you to see his Sharingan spinning to life, savoring the moment.

"It's Lord Hokage in here, doll."

You don't have time to tell him yes, sir, before he tugs you out of the chair, has you on your knees for him in front of the large, wide windows of the Hokage office. Robes tossed aside, pants undone, he pulls his cock out to greet you and you greet it back eagerly, grabbing at the base to keep it steady while you make quick work of it with your tongue, your lips, your hot little mouth that Obito loves so much.

It doesn't take him long to take the control back. Watching you work is nice, it's true; but something about taking you as his own, a fist knotted in the back of your hair, with you as his personal cock sleeve is something that will always, always drive him up the wall.

He fucks your throat until you can hardly breathe, tears streaming down your cheeks and his cum dribbling down your chin, and you tell him thank you.