#uchiha x you

[actuallysaiyan]

Hey, I notice that your request box is open, mind if I requested a family hcs with Madara, Indra and Izuna?

warnings: mentions of breeding, slight suggestive content, mentions of trauma word count: 0.8k pairings: Indra Otsutsuki x Fem!Reader, Madara Uchiha x Fem!Reader, Izuna x Fem!Reader

Indra

Indra doesn’t realize that he wants to be with you at first. You’re too soft, too sweet. But then he begins to spend more time with you.

The more time he spends with you, the more he falls in love. It takes very little time after that for him to claim you as his and to get you pregnant. He is the first in the Uchiha family to have the blessed(cursed) breeding kink.

While you’re pregnant, he is very overprotective. Stays with you almost all day and all night. He won’t let most people around you. Just the midwives and the doctors.

Once your first child is born, Indra becomes hellbent on making sure the child has a good life. He will raise them so well and be soft and gentle with them.

Seeing you with his baby just makes him even more turned on. He wants to breed you even more, but he understands he needs to give you time to recover.

You’ll be pregnant a lot when you’re with Indra. He takes good care of you and the kids. He won’t make anyone feel left out. But he will possibly favor his first born at times, and they have a very special bond.

The children love to train with him, and even if he can be harsh at times, he does what he can to show them tenderness and affection. His curse of love runs deep within each and everyone of them, even affecting you as well. All in all, Indra is a decent family man.

Madara

Madara is very protective of you. He falls for you so deeply, and he doesn’t intend on sharing you with anyone. Hashirama is the one who officiates your marriage. Then you’re blessed with becoming an Uchiha.

While on your honeymoon, Madara gets you pregnant. He’s so happy and over the moon. He will keep you safe the entire time, not allowing too much excitement nor will you have too many people bothering you.

The Uchiha family will grow immensely with him as the clan head and you as his wife. You will have many children together. He can’t help himself, he finds you so beautiful when you’re pregnant and motherly.

Your children cling to you a lot, as they are a bit afraid of their strong and gruff father. Still, he softens up quite a bit when they spend time with him. And they love their uncle Izuna and uncle Hashirama.

Madara finds himself growing a little too soft at times when his children are begging to play with them. He wants to give them the childhood he never got to experience. But that trauma can sometimes get the best of him.

They all train to become shinobi, but not because they need to fight, but because they want to be shinobi just like him. Madara is very proud of each and every one of them. He’ll give them tips to improve.

Your clan grows more and more, leaving you to have a very happy life with Madara. And the two of you are able to grow old together and just enjoy your lives with your children thriving and becoming the next generation of shinobi.

Izuna

Izuna is shy at first. After surviving the attack from Tobirama, he doesn’t even consider himself worthy of love. He spends his time boozing and whoring around. Then he meets you and his heart only beats for you.

It takes him a long time to realize that he’s allowed to fall in love. When the time comes for you two to get married, his brother is the first person he tells. Madara gives you both his blessings.

Izuna becomes insanely obsessed with breeding you. The Uchiha breeding kink hits him harder than his brother. He is a man on a mission, and you barely remember much from your honeymoon except the color of the bedsheets.

When you return home, you’re already pregnant. And as you continue going through the pregnancy, Izuna becomes insanely protective over you. He’s not letting you out of his sight. He keeps a tight hold on you.

Izuna cries the moment he gets to hold his firstborn. And this is something that continues with each child afterwards. You help the Uchiha clan grow so much, as Izuna pretty much keeps you pregnant.

He’s good with the kids. Having a family has really opened his eyes and made him see how much he’s happier to have been given a second chance at life. They all love their father so much and cling to him.

Izuna enjoys being able to grow old with you by his side and to have all these amazing kids. He knows that no matter what they decide to be when they grow up, he’ll always be there to back them up and support them.

[suguru-getos]

୨・┈﹕✦﹕ Kinktober Day 26﹕✦﹕┈・୧

-> Event Masterlist

Yandere Itachi Uchiha x F!Reader -> Breeding

Warnings: Dub!con, yandere themes, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of baby trapping, Stockholm syndrome, manipulative Itachi, pregnancy of breeding!kink. Itachi is still soft because yeah >\\< and fluffy if you squint

It's the ridiculously delectable way, her doe-eyed self cowers down beneath him whenever she loomed in his presence. He adores her, watching her fidget every time Itachi says something, every time he glances at her unmomentarily. She is akin to a deer, and Itachi- a lion, a ruthless, sadistic lion wanting nothing more but to tame his prey, but no- he doesn't just want to prey on her, he wants to love her. He wants her to love him, to subdue everything she can for him.

It's the way he always excuses his behavior with the sentence that chains her neck, boiling down her very core. "It's all to protect you, to keep you safe." When he addresses her as an 'Angel' she loses a little faith in god, because no angel's wings should be pinned down as hers, the way Itachi does it.

No, he does not hurt her, but he does make sure she doesn't hurt herself, sometimes confinement and solitude is the most amicable way to stem down the essence of a punishment and a lesson. Treason, if you will.

He still feels insanity grip the very nerves of his self when she approaches him, slouching as if she'd break if she stood tall. He would break her for standing tall & sniveling at him to let her go. "Hmm, maybe bestowing you with some responsibility will help, you've become quite air-headed, dear Y/N."

Oh, it desolates his perfect, controlled mind when he imagines her tiny self inflated with his seed, having trouble pacing around, needing Itachi with every little beck and call, the vulnerability which will come with her last semester, how she will struggle to hold her urine when the little Uchiha would kick and eagerly wait to see Mother and Father... how adoring.

It starts slow, after months of living together with Itachi, she knows how to read him, how Itachi's eyes glint towards the impending, she wouldn't be unjust, Itachi treats her kindly when he demands something, especially when it needs his fragile, male ego stroked and petted.

So she complies, as he spreads her apart naked, pupils visibly dilated as his gaze turns tender, more subtle. As if she'd break under him, a vile part of him wants to break her instantly. Itachi is a paradox, after all. "It's okay, my angelic little thing." You're doing so well for me. His luscious, long hair tickles her tender breasts as Itachi leans in, kissing her neck, scraping at the sensitive, irritated skin & deviously marking her up. "Oh no, don't cry, I'm going to be gentler." He dotes on her being a sensitive crybaby, can't handle his length, can't handle him.

Oh but the little being Itachi owns, is ferocious on her own, knowing most ardently she has him in her grip, "Wa-ant to go out after this." She manages to barely choke out when Itachi's member ravishes her cunt, thrusting, rutting his hips inside, churning them up to his shape. Itachi couldn't say no to that face, the future mother of his kids. "Anything... Angel."

"Will you let me fill you up?" Itachi asks though she doesn't have any choice but to, Itachi is a master, a sorcerer of illusions and to earn her goodness, to pretend she owns the decision of freedom, ever so fleeting choices that are nothing but a mirage; Itachi loves that.

She nods, biting her lip like an anxious child, the background thoughts all super setting the imagery of her being pregnant, she's too far gone now though. Stockholm Syndrome hugs her every night along with the slender arms of her lover. She wants to please him, simultaneously hating herself for the same as she nods, feeling the thrusts slow down, sloppy and then the warmth of his seed deep inside her gummy walls.

"Nothing, Angel, without you... I'm nothing."

[sweetlyvibe]

𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗜 𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗛𝗔 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙 𝗔𝗟𝗣𝗛𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗧 ( 𝓐 - 𝓩 )

𝓐ffection :

Itachi is subtle with his affection, often expressing it through small, meaningful gestures—like a gentle touch on your shoulder or a soft smile just for you. He shows love through actions rather than words.

𝓑lushing :

It’s rare to see Itachi blush, but when you manage to catch him off guard with a sweet compliment or gesture, a faint pink will dust his cheeks, and he’ll quickly compose himself, though you can tell it affected him.

𝓒omfort :

He’s incredibly soothing in stressful moments. Itachi has a calming presence, and when you’re upset, he’ll listen intently, offering quiet reassurance and wise advice to help you find peace.

𝓓ates :

Itachi prefers quiet, peaceful dates—like watching the sunset, walking through the forest, or enjoying a cup of tea together. He values moments of serenity where you can both unwind.

𝓔xcitement :

He doesn’t show excitement outwardly, but you can sense it in the way his eyes soften or the slight upward curve of his lips when he’s enjoying something, especially when you’re together.

𝓕lirting :

Itachi’s flirting is subtle and intellectual. He might compliment your intelligence or share a thoughtful observation, making you feel admired in a way that goes beyond surface-level attraction.

𝓖ifts :

He gives thoughtful, personal gifts that hold deep meaning. It could be something symbolic of your relationship or an item that reminds him of you—always quiet but heartfelt.

𝓗olding Hands :

Itachi finds comfort in holding your hand, but he prefers to do it in private. His grip is gentle but firm, and it’s his way of keeping you close without drawing attention.

𝓘mpressions :

Though serious most of the time, Itachi has a sharp sense of humor. When he does impressions or makes a witty comment, it’s always unexpected but guaranteed to make you smile.

𝓙ealousy :

Itachi isn’t easily jealous; he’s secure and confident in your relationship. However, if someone crosses a line, he’ll subtly assert himself with a calm but intense presence, making it clear that you’re his.

𝓚isses :

His kisses are soft, slow, and meaningful. Itachi likes to savor the moment, making every kiss feel special and deeply intimate, as if he’s silently telling you how much you mean to him.

𝓛aughter :

Itachi’s laughter is rare, but when it does happen, it’s a quiet, soft chuckle. Seeing him laugh is a precious moment, and it usually happens when you share a private joke or he sees you being your genuine self.

𝓜emories :

He cherishes every memory with you, often reflecting on them during his quiet moments. Itachi has an impeccable memory and will often recall even the smallest details of your time together.

𝓝icknames :

Itachi uses simple and affectionate nicknames, usually something understated that holds a personal meaning. He prefers calling you by your name or a gentle term like “my love.”

𝓞verprotective :

Itachi is protective, but in a quiet way. He’ll keep an eye on your surroundings, ensuring you’re safe without making it obvious. He trusts your strength but always stays vigilant.

𝓟atience :

Itachi has immense patience. Whether you’re dealing with something difficult or need time to process your emotions, he’ll give you the space and support you need, never rushing or pressuring you.

𝓠uiet Moments :

He treasures quiet moments of peace, like reading together or simply sitting in silence. Itachi finds comfort in just being by your side, enjoying the stillness of your presence.

𝓡outine :

Itachi enjoys the small routines you share, like a morning cup of tea or nightly walks. These moments of normalcy help ground him, and he values the stability you bring to his life.

𝓢upport :

Itachi is your constant supporter, always encouraging you to pursue your goals. His belief in you is unwavering, and he’ll offer wise advice whenever you need guidance.

𝓣easing :

His teasing is subtle, usually delivered with a straight face and dry humor. Itachi might make an observation that seems serious at first, but the slight glint in his eyes gives away that he’s just playing with you.

𝓤nderstanding :

Itachi is deeply empathetic and understanding, always able to see things from your perspective. He’ll never judge you and will always offer a safe space for you to express your feelings.

𝓥ulnerability :

Itachi is slow to open up, but when he does, he shares his deepest thoughts and fears with you. These moments are rare, but they signify the deep trust he has in you and your relationship.

𝓦armth :

Despite his calm and composed exterior, Itachi has a quiet warmth. He expresses it in small ways—a reassuring touch, a soft look, or a few carefully chosen words that remind you of his deep affection.

𝓧-factor :

Itachi’s X-factor is his calm intensity. There’s something magnetic about his quiet strength and wisdom, drawing people in without him ever having to raise his voice or assert himself.

𝓨earning :

When he’s away, Itachi misses you deeply, though he won’t always say it aloud. He’ll think of you often, his mind drifting to memories of your time together, looking forward to the next moment he can be with you.

𝓩eal :

Itachi approaches his relationship with quiet dedication and zeal. His love is constant, unwavering, and filled with depth, making every moment together feel significant.

[uchihaxitachi]

itachi’s june -> day 16: yandere itachi - kidnapping

warnings: yandere themes, itachi is sick and twisted of course, i get carried away when i write yandere i hope yall like it 🥰♥️🫡

feelings are, twisted things. they make people forget who they are, they make people forgive what they shouldn’t, they make people cross the boundary between what’s right and what’s wrong. what is right and what is wrong at the end of the day? there isn’t a higher being judging uchiha itachi after all, he doesn’t believe in it. if it did exist, then he would be sitting at the uchiha prefecture, at the comfort of his home and sharing dinner with his younger brother; instead of the carefully painted fake visage of hating sasuke’s guts and putting him in the endless torment of the tsukuyomi.

what is right and what is wrong?

is living for yourself wrong? when all you’ve done so far is fulfill responsibilities that cater to others?

is discreetly observing someone you adore sleep in her bed wearing skimpy clothing wrong? when you’re not intenting to harm her?

is killing the scum of an asshole wrong? who just asked her out when she clearly belongs to you?

what is right and what is wrong?

how annoying. the morality, the justice, nothing exists for those who don’t really lend an ear to it. what happens to those people? nothing. the state of konoha had several corrupt officials who still have a beating heart while several innocent uchihas unaware were slain in their craddle.

itachi is a man. a man’s job is to protect and nurture. he’s just protecting you, and nurturing you. you don’t know what’s right for you anyway, how would you? you haven’t been shown the horrors of the world when you were four? itachi knows. and itachi has to act on it.

so please don’t panic when you’re waking up to somewhere entirely unknown, the whiff of the familiar cinnamon scent that the s-ranked criminal, masked as a traveler carried when he first met you. the cozy duvet of the bed and the fluffy pillows. a perfect gold cage for itachi’s precious little dove. 🕊️

“where am i?” your heart sinks when you don’t realize any familiarity whatsoever around. itachi’s soft, yet sturdy footsteps coming towards the bedroom from the kitchen. “good morning, dear.” voice silk like and hair open, lack of the cloak that hid most of his body now accentuating his collarbone & his lean muscles. no scars… just shows no one’s ever been able to touch him to harm him anyway. just shows… how powerful he truly is.

“where am i? why am i here? itachi-“ you know his name, the only fleeting hope you’re desperately clinging on to, is his name. “please-“ the familiar panic clogs your lungs as you start gasping for air.

“ssh ssh ssh ssh~” itachi raises both his hands up in mock surrender, how these tactics are all that soothes you. you’re so naive… no wonder it had to be done. pretty little thing…

“i am not going to hurt you, okay? do you want to eat something first? should i prepare a shower for you? i want you to relax that mind for me, okay?” he hums, inching closer to you. and that’s when the true panic seeps into you. what if he hurts you — he’s dangerous, you have seen the bingo book. your mouth is dry at the thought of it alone.

so… you pick up the nearest vase at the bedside table and hurl it at him.

itachi doesn’t budge. he could, easily. could hold you by the neck and seethe with annoyance & preach about how unruly you’re behaving. how unbecoming… of a woman. his woman. but he doesn’t. he needs you to trust him, so he lets the vase hit his forehead. the shattering sound and the cut on his forehead imminent.

itachi uchiha… unscarred by all enemies he faced, bleeding for you. “don’t hurt me, either. little one.”

he has patience, it’s okay, you’re just scared, you’d grow to love him, okay?

it’s not like you have any other choice.

[detectivestucks]

The Akatsuki Concubine III

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Tobi x F!Reader x Itatchi x Sasuke

Summary: Your first night at the hideout isn't over yet. You wake to find Itachi and Sasuke want to take you for a test run, only to be interrupted by Tobi.

Warnings: NSFW, DubCon, Stockholm syndrome, Oral male-receiving, DP, bondage

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: This is an AU where all the Akatsuki members are alive and together. Also Sasuke is aged up in this story.

Part 1: The Purchase Part 2: The New Master

Back in your room you turn on your hands and knees and spot the mattress that lay close to the floor with only a modest frame supporting it. You crawl over to it wondering how the other girls were holding up. You hope they are okay but you are so exhausted you don’t have time to think too much into it. Satisfied and tired, you fall asleep still naked, wearing nothing but your cuffs.

A few hours later, in the middle of the night you wake to two fingers inside your heat, toying with your slit. You stir to realize you are restrained. Your cuffs are tied so that you are sprawled out on the bed, holding you down with your arms and legs spread wide. 

As you realize your predicament you begin to struggle.

“Relax whore, I’m tryin to be nice n' prep you.” 

The voice came from another midnight haired ninja resembling Tobi but younger, much younger. 

“It’s only her first night little brother, give her some time to adjust.”

“What do you think I’m doing?”

His fingers drag in and out of you quickly and your juices loudly swish around the digits as he scissors you open.

“So tight, this one”

You look up towards your hands and see the ropes threaded through the metal loops of your cuffs.

“Don’t fret little one. You’re doing a good job.” 

The hand of the older brother with long hair collected in a low ponytail gently strokes the top of your head as you look up at him in panic. 

Distracted by the older brother, you don’t notice the  younger one disrobing and lining himself up with your slit until he slots himself inside you. Your entire body seizes up and a loud choking noise emanates from your mouth. 

“Guess she likes it girthy.” The younger says with a smirk. 

Your stomach was in knots but you couldn’t help the way you wrap around him. Your grip is tight as a drum, squeezing him as his tip bullies inside of you. The shape of his manhood reminded you of Tobi. ...how you wish for Tobi at this very moment. You wanted him to walk in and save you even though he is the very reason you are in this mess to begin with. 

You lift your head up to look at where your body connected to the younger brother with teary eyes when you feel two fingers jab your forehead back down. 

“Hold on little one. I need some attention too.”

You realize that he has shed his robes as well, and despite how handsome he was, you still just wanted Tobi to be the one doing these things to you. However, instead of your master, what you got was a pet to your throat as you looked up at him in fear. He prodded your face with his round head before sternly demanding, “Open wide and take it like the good girl I know you are.” 

You did as you were told and parted your lips. As soon as you did, they were stuffed with his girth, feeling it jam in the back of your throat while your entire body was thrusted up the bed by the younger brother.

The two spit-roasted you as you lay on your back, strapped down by your restraints, fighting to free yourself between breaths. You gag and scream around the long-haired shinobi’s cock while his younger brother pistoned against your special spot and despite yourself, you felt a coil in your core ready to snap. 

Your gargled screams grew louder, the vibrations making Itachi moan when the door suddenly swung open and the whole room came to a stop. At first the sudden and silent entrance of the masked man seemed like a silent rage had flooded the room. His masked face unreadable, the boys withdraw and your rigid body falls, sinking into the mattress. Tobi sits on the bed beside you and cups your slobber soaked face. He is tender and kind. 

Finally he speaks in his soothing deep voice, “Can you be good for daddy?”

You look up at his with uncomprehending eyes and nod. Slowly he removes his mask and he cuts the rope holding you down. You sit up to hug him, burying your head in his chest. He shushes you and moves you to the side as Sasuke lays in your place. 

“Get on top of Sasuke” he orders. You look at him in disbelief. “Don’t make me ask again. You belong to the Uchiha now.”

You nod and get on top where you feel the one named Sasuke slip back into your slot. Tobi stands behind you, slowly removing the ties of his pants. He leans down and whispers in your ear, “now stick out your tongue for Itachi.”

You comply and just as his weight rests on your open mouth you feel a third tip prod your puckered hole. 

“Breathe deep for me baby”

You inhale through your nose, with Itachi on your tongue, when you feel Tobi sink inside. You gargle around Itachi’s length as all three boys begin the thrust in tandem. 

Tobi reaches down and grabs your wrists, pulling them behind you and folding them across your back. He pins them there with one hand while his other cradles the front of your neck. His warm breath is hot against your ear as he praises you for servicing his clan.

Such a sweet girl you are. A newly discovered gem. A secret ninjutsu user, hiding her fire style from the world. What a wonder you are. His sweet nothings pacify you as every hole in your body is stuffed by the men.

At this point you had been put under genjutsu twice and fucked stupid three times in the same day. Your body and mind had no energy left to fight. It just caved to the pleasure pulsing between your legs and gave way to the whorish satisfaction of an erection down your throat.

Itachi’s fingers run through your hair as his hips thrust against your face, his tip catching the back of your windpipe and gurgling in your mouth. His head lolls back in bliss while Tobi’s panting is steamy against your ear. 

Sasuke’s moans fill the room. His pounding increasing in pace before he announces, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

Suddenly you are ripped away from the men and across the room in Tobi’s covetous grip. 

“She’s not yours to fill”

“Funny, I remember filling her hole two seconds ago.”

“Tobi, you said she was for the exclusive use of the Uchiha. Did you not?”

You look over your shoulder at Tobi who’s face is cold and stern. 

“Circumstances have changed, she is now for my exclusive use only. You’ll have to share with the rest.” 

Sasuke begins to charge forward to argue but Itachi’s hand flys out and thuds across Sasuke’s chest. 

“Don’t. This man is more capable than you think.”

“I’m not weak older brother!”

“Foolish little brother, I never said you were. I’m only saying not to underestimate our leader.”

Sasuke scans your naked body up and down with hunger before sneering at Tobi and snatching his clothes as he storms out of your room, silently followed by Itachi. 

Tobi pulls you close, hugging you tight before spinning you around. 

“You are mine now. Do you understand?”

In silence, you hug him back, grateful that is only the two of you.

“Come. You’re staying in my room tonight. I don’t trust that they won’t come back.”

You loosen your grip and look up at him with a nod. Your body was sore from being used and you’d like nothing more than to remain safe in Tobi’s arms.

He grabs his mask off your bed before draping his clouded cloke over your shoulders. You are ushered out of your room and down the hall towards his own chambers. 

As you pass the threshold, you notice how tidy and plain the room is. It is barren, with only a few small touches of home. You almost felt like you were stepping into someone’s hotel room but you guess a life on the road leaves little time for home furnishing. 

Tobi rummages through his drawers and finds a baggy shirt for you to wear as a nightgown. You happily slip into it, grateful to have something covering your barren body. 

“Come” he beckons from the bed. 

You climb in and crawl up next to him. He drapes his arm over your body and pulls you close to his chest. Each breath pushes up against your back. You feel how easily he falls asleep behind you and know that he is comfortable in your presence. 

As his breathing soothes your tired mind, you can’t help but think about the other girls again. Your night had been intense. If their night was similar, you can only imagine how the rest of their time here will be.

Not all of them have Tobi’s protection. But maybe, just maybe, there are other members of this gang who are like him and feel protective over these newcomers. Maybe all of you will be okay. But how can you think that without knowing the rest of the group?

Your worried thoughts are pushed aside by the light snoring that strokes your ears. The sound recenters you and brings you back to your present. 

Normally you don’t enjoy sharing a bed, however, at this moment you were more than thankful to be under the watchful care of the vicious leader of this band of thugs. While he is quite possibly the worst one, something about him soothes you. You once felt strong and defiant before him. Now you feel helpless and obedient. He pulls out a meekness that you never knew you had inside of you. You didn’t know how to describe it but whatever it was, it’s addicting and crippling.

Blanketed in his muscular arms and his baggy shirt, you drift asleep feeling safe and protected.

Masterlist

Part 1: The Purchase Part 2: The New Master

[obitos-whore]

Obito with a pregnant s/o and seeing his child for the first time

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TW: Very light mention of NSFW and throwing up

When you tell him of your pregnancy, he turns white as a sheet and stares at you like a deer in headlights

He needs to sit down for a moment and sort his thoughts. He always thought he was infertile after having half of his body replaced by Hashirama cells. Plus you two never did the deed without protection

You sit with him and rub his back soothingly while he mutters nonsensical stuff to himself

After the initial shock has worn down a bit, he stares at your flat stomach and tries to imagine a teeny tiny person growing inside there. A small human he helped create

With your permission, he uses his sharingan to get a better look at the tiny tiny being inside you and is immediately awestruck when he sees that the little surprise is merely the size of a blueberry

Obito is the kind of man who will display symptoms of sympathetic pregnancy and will probably throw up even more than you do, because he's sensitive like that. He cries a lot more too

Most of the time he doesn't really know what he's doing, but he tries his best to be somehow useful despite his own nausea and clumsiness

Will bend over backwards for you and do whatever he can to tend to your needs. You're craving a bowl of ramen or dango in the middle of the night? Bet you he will get up and almost burn down the kitchen make it for you

Never judges your food cravings and supplies you with everything you want without asking questions. The snack cabinets are filled to the brim so you can eat to your heart's content

Will stare at your growing belly with awe and admire your breathtaking beauty that seems to grow with every passing day

Gets very clingy and snuggly and can't keep his hands or lips off your bump and makes it his life's mission to talk to the baby every chance he gets

Will take time off so he can be with you, especially in the last few weeks of the pregnancy

Should you ever feel miserable, either mentally or physically, Obito will be right there to lift your spirits and make you comfortable. He will shower you with compliments, soothe your aching back and massage your feet. He'd even help you shave hard to reach places without hesitation

Seeing you so stuffed with his baby does something to him and so it's not surprising that he gets horny quite a lot, though he's hesitant to voice his needs because he doesn't want to accidentally hurt you or the baby

However, when you two get intimate, he'll be slow and very gentle. He's already more of a gentle lover, but now that you are pregnant, he reaches a completely new level of tenderness and pays extra attention to your other sweet spots to ensure you receive the ultimate pleasure

When he gets to see and hold his child for the first time, Obito bawls his eyes out and hugs you tightly, thanking you over and over again for giving birth to his baby while also apologising for all the struggles and pain you had to endure

[bobisdeadinside]

Uchiha Itachi Goodbye Letter

My Dear,

I hope you can forgive me but this is something that must be done. I love you. I'm sorry that I can’t say goodbye in person but if I did that I’m afraid that I'd never leave. I love you so, so much and I’m so sorry I have to leave you. This is my fate, I have accepted it. Please accept it too. There is nothing you can do to stop my death from happening so don’t live with the guilt in thinking that you could have. I want you to know even after my last breath I will still love you wherever I end up, my love for you is undying. I wished we didn’t have to end like this but we do. Maybe in another life we would have been together forever. Farewell my love please live a full and happy life even if it’s without me.

Sincerely, Uchiha Itachi 

Thank you for reading. Have a lovely, beautiful, and amazing day or night.

(❁´◡`❁)💕

[the-madara-squad]

UCHIHA WEEK 2 WEEKS TO GO!😍

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[sasukeuchiha-24]

[bunicate]

⋆⁺₊❅⋆ 𐙚 ₊˚ warnings ꒱ྀི minor pregnancy and daddy kink. breeding. sasuke being kinda mean :p ﾉ wc ꒱ 1.1k ﾉ 18+

“noisy woman .”

he’s grumbling and muttering under his breath in annoyance. other than the meeting of sweat-slicken skin, there’s your pitiful cries that make his cock twitch regrettably. you’re pretty — far too cute of a shinobi even at your sloppiest.

a sibilant sound gets wrangled from his mouth at the subtle squeeze of your wet cunt, disrupting the steady momentum of his hips.

“shit.”

sasuke breathes out huffs of hot air, goosebumps rising on your heated skin. your mind is hazy, full of the thought of his thighs pressing stickily against your ass.

his strong hands plant themselves behind your knees, pushing them on either sides of your head.

“hnn— sasukeeeeeee.”

your eyes cross and your vision blurs. the sight sends blood straight to his throbbing sac, throwing the shinobi off. he staggers, causing his to cock slip out of your wet cunt and you cry at the emptiness. 

“n-nooo.”

your sharp pink nails dig into his skin, desperate to feel more of him.

he sucks his teeth. “would you calm down ?”

he pulls your hand away, and you let it fall against your forehead. your chest raises in anticipation, sweat dripping down the slopes of your breasts. he lines his fat head with your pussy, but god, your folds . . . they’re thick and fat, covering the very hole that he needs to bury himself in.

a trail of spit splats against your center. he couldn’t help it. your pussy is already doused in his cream and your sparkly arousal, but watching the spit drip down your opening ignited a fire in him.

sasuke’s left thumb pulls your lips apart, and his other hand firmly grips his cock. he rubs his heated member against your center before promptly sheathing himself inside.

“ s-sasukeee, y’r gnna hnnh—break me !”

he groans, doubling over from the intrusion.

“shut it.”

it feels like hours has passed the way he’s been mounting you. his cock is digging out your insides, his body caging you against the bed when his spend shoots out, but he’s not done — far from it.

“m’sorry . . . but you’re so big.”

and you’re fucking cute.

you were carefully done up so prettily. ribbons woven in your pigtails, konoha headband around the cinch of your waist, but those were long gone. one pigtail loosened, your makeup smeared, and clothes exposing your tits and cunt.

sasuke isn’t one to fawn over things like looks, he’s much more practical than that, but your beauty itself is a weapon. if he wasn’t careful, you’d puncture him.

you admire his lithe build, and it amazes you that despite being so slender, his cock was able to stretch your cunt until it burned. he re-adjusts the hand behind your knee. the other grabs the side of your ass, lifting you up and down his fat cock.

his strength still takes you aback. the thrusts were too much. your pussy was thoroughly ruined. you slowly begin to use your elbows to clamor away from the uchiha, but he grabs you tighter.

“don’t run from it.”

he’s never particularly talkative. only when he gets competitive and even then, he’d rather let his actions speak for themselves. but now, he can’t stop himself from provoking you. you were easy to rile up.

his hands on your hips slide down to grip the softness of your ass again to tug you back on his cock. your pussy makes an audible squelch when it collides against the base of his pelvis.

“what happened to all that talk earlier, hm ?” he eyes your lewd body, and god , maybe he can understand why jiraiya started waxing poetics about pretty girls.

pretty girls with pretty mouths and pretty holes to breed. he tugs at a puffy nipple, eager to put it in his mouth.

“‘I'm a big girl I can take it.’ that’s what you said, right? so show me. show me how big girls take it.”

you sniffle at the snark in his tone and condescension, but the trail of his warm tongue tracing the lines of your neck softens you.

“y’r mean sasuke.”

“and you’re a brat.”

he kisses you square on the lips, stuffing his tongue in your mouth. his thumb twirls around your clit, drawing precise patterns.

“am I still mean?”

you mewl from the redundant stroke on your achy bud .

“ a buh-big fat meanie.”

he gives one of his charming smirks that borders on a sly smile.

“but you like it. . . and you love me, which is why you said you help me, right ?”

he grabs his cock by the thickest part to pull out. he wipes his meaty tip on your sloppy mound before forcing himself back in. your walls squeeze around his girth, desperate to be full once more.

“'said you’d help me restore my clan.”

his palms pressed down on your belly, right where his cock reached. he’s stimulating all your sensitive spots, and you can barely put words together.

“god — you-you’re so . .”

he spanks your cunt and a pathetic stream of arousal escapes audibly.

he chuckles. “noisy mouth and an even noisier pussy . how cute.”

your knees want to close and push him away from you, but he doesn’t move . like an animal, he keeps you pinned down, and like prey, you can't break free from his grasp. only instead of sinking his claws into you, he sinks his cock deeper, pressing up against your womb.

“squeezing me so tightly. you must want it so bad.” he’s flushed against you, resting all his weight to keep you in place.

“want me to make you a uchiha ? my little wife ?"

“hiccup—p-please.”

“please what ?”

you whine, “make me yours.”

your legs connect at hips, pushing him further into you. he grunts, “so shameless . . . a filthy woman.”

you’re embarrassed. tears wells up in your eyes, and you look at him with adoration, even as he talks so recklessly.

“keep staring at me like that. m’ gonna breed this fat cunt all night.”

he gives you another messy kiss and there’s a surge of happiness when he matches your eagerness. he poured everything into it, tongue lapping at your lips and swallowing your precious moans.

“wan’ to make you a daddy , sasuke,” you whisper.

and he nearly bottoms out. “f-fuck.”

you reach down to grab your breast that jumps with every thrust, pulling on a pert nipple.

“gonna fuck you until my seed takes. until your tits get fat with milk.”

sasuke's on the brink of a rush . though he pursued a life of darkness and revenge, he buried that angst long ago. still, he never thought he’d live to think about things like women and starting families of his own, and now he was here making it a reality.

his mind is plagued with the images of children, a fruitful clan and the swell of your stomach.

he delivers more plunges, fat balls slapping against your seam until they throb. he expels with a sudden start, releasing inside you for the umpteenth that night.

he presses you flushed against him, determined to have nothing escape, not even a drop. he wanted to be sure that you’d be true to your word. you’d be his little wife, free to use and knock up.

sasuke rubs your belly, eyes gleaming red from the numbing intensity. he takes greedy gulps of air watching as you’re stricken with complete lust.

his name falls from your lips like a spell and there’s the familiar burn of desire swirling in his abdomen.

“one more time.”

[angelsyrip]

obito: you said i'd see rin again madara: no, i said rinnegan obito:

[suguru-getos]

| Itachi Uchiha x Reader | Grief |

Summary: Itachi’s s/o has finally awoken her Sharingan. As much as it’s an opening for visual prowess, it is also a room for grief.

Warnings: Mentions of massacre, blood, it’s the Ninja world come on :3; Itachi being… insane, mentions of comfort, unhinged Uchiha brr! Also, I wrote this one on this blog let me live 🥹 not beta’d.

Despite being from the esteemed, established Uchiha clan, the unmatched Kekkei Genkai weilders, you were deemed ‘safe’ from the cursed anomalies of this world. Sometimes you felt like a disgrace, when you saw younglings flash their Sharingan and Kunais, train with all their might and wits to be a remarkable Shinobi. Then, there was you, physically strong, knew Taijutsu, but nothing much apart from that. What truly was the salt in your open gash wounds were you being the sister of Shisui Uchiha. The teleporter, the powerful, renounced Ninja.

That also meant that you knew Itachi and Sasuke ever since you were a child. Itachi was three years older than you. Sasuke being two years younger. Being the middleman, you always spent time with Sasuke rather than Itachi. The latter being too engraved in his training, Hell he was the chief of Anbu Black Ops when he was 12.

You remember 9 years old you, walking upto Itachi, noticing his Sharingan, gleaming with pride. “Congratulations Itachi! You are so powerful,” you grinned, flicking his forehead softly. “So proud of you, keep protecting us yeah?” You brought him Dangos, watching him take them and bowing down to you as a token of thanks. “Thank you, y/n san.”

Itachi— always the respectful and distant one. You wouldn’t be lying if you confessed that there had been days when you bitched about his stoic behavior with his younger brother. Sometimes Itachi was just too much to handle. Too much to take in.

You had no idea how things twisted and turned, how your visits collided with his, how you two started talking more. Enough to deem everyone else’s presence as unfit. Things seemed sudden and yet, took enough time to root deep within, creating a stellar foundation between you & the Uchiha. There was no resistance from Mikoto or Fugaku. Kagami had always been the liberal one. Who else was left really? Shisui? He couldn’t really mind you getting close to his best friend.

Itachi was shy yet brave enough to take the first move, ask you out several times to go get Dango together, sitting by the lake and enjoying it. Not his problem that you couldn’t take it as a date! He was trying his best!

Hell, how you and Itachi really, really got together? That story needs a meticulous elaboration in itself. As a summary, let’s just say the Uchiha are a jealous, territorial, intense-emotion honers.

Having faced several instances in your now adulthood with the Uchiha, where you had been crying on his chest about not having a Sharingan. About not worthy of carrying the Uchiha name, you were slowly getting comfortable with the whole thing.

“Sssh~ stop shedding tears, my love. You have no idea, how gleeful it makes me,” Itachi cupped your face, kissing your tears away. “That you aren’t tainted, traumatized by the filth of this Shinobi world,”

Itachi meant every word he said. There was a carnal desire to protect you from all things bad instilled in him. Instilled in the very marrow of his bones. Often he has caught himself pondering about how he would lose a part of his sanity if something were to happen to you. If something as meagre as a wound makes him so worried; he can’t bring himself to imagine the wrath he would unleash if something were to…

It was nothing more than an escorting mission, something that you could carry out easily given you are to traverse through the Hidden Sand village. Nothing stressful was going to happen. Nothing that you could expect.

No one would’ve expected an assassination of your team mates, full scale on spot death taken by. No one would’ve expected ‘you’ to come out unscathed because of the cursed boon that ringed into the pupil of your eyes, shining red, thirsty for blood.

It happened before you could register anything, the mission was successful having you saving the host, passing out the very next moment.

When you woke up, you felt different, you felt disgusted, you felt like burning yourself alive. The gory, grotesque scenary of your comrades being stabbed, broken into pieces, dead. Kept replaying over and over and over.

Being still within the fourwalls of The Hidden Sand’s medical room, you gasped out, screaming loud enough for the room to vibrate.

It was then, that you saw a familiar face, rushing towards you. Worry & regret written all over him, his arms carefully snugging you close, making you listen to his heartbeat; which was also haywired.

“Sssh~ there there, it’s all okay. Breathe for me. I’m here, everything is fine and I’m here. I’m here for you Angel, please calm down,” your sobs only heard his soft cooes, his hands rubbing your back soothingly.

Then your tear prickled eyes, stained with grief met his. One tomoe Sharingan glazing against Itachi’s black eyed features. Itachi suspected it, how else were you able to finish the mission? What he didn’t expect was him feeling your grief as well.

“I’m sorry-” He managed to utter with a lost, defeated sigh. Eyes glossed up, gritted teeth at his abstinent belief to think you were fine. Careless, foolish— belief.

“It’s okay,” you managed to mumble, holding his now cold, hands in your warmth. “It’s okay Itachi, how long could you have stopped it anyway,” you leaned against his chest, hugging him tightly, wanting to be broken apart by nothing but his embrace alone.

Itachi hugged you through the whole night, not saying anything else. Kissing the crown of your head, kissing your fingers, your inner wrist, cherishing every single square inch of your body.

The soothing comfort oozing out of your lover lulled you into your sleep, eyelids drooping down into nothingness. Or maybe, just maybe it was his Genjutsu. He swears by it not to use it on you, because it induces headaches. But this time… it maybe was different.

Itachi’s pupils were finally shot open, his Mangekyo blazing in revenge. Let’s just say, the Bandit clan that caused this mishap on your way to the Hidden Sand had a thousand members, women, children. All unspared, all despicable, all worthless & useless.

Itachi had only one trail of logic, they were all future criminals if not present, the women are ill born and gave birth to those future criminals, the men have their hands stained by blood already. War is the masterpiece of havoc seen by Itachi; to protect his own, to save another war happening, he is just eliminating another threat.

That was the only trail in his mind when he massacred each and every single one of them. Eradicating their blood line from the land, blood stained all over his face. He knew the real reason isn’t war, isn’t the logic that he built up. The real reason was your Sharingan.

Your newly awoken Sharingan needed a sacrifice, it only deemed fit after you lost your innocence, after you were drilled with grief.

Maybe you will wake up and hate Itachi, to be a Shinobi is to be hated after all. Maybe he will hide it from you. Maybe he will confess. All of that can be handled later.

[inzuinzudesu]

Some clothes I drew from a while ago Took inspirations from different stages in their lives, I dunno if it's obvious enough though haha

[uchihaxitachi]

— itachi’s birthday month —

a/n: it’s my pretty weasel’s birthday 🎁 and i want to dedicate the whole month of june to him ♥️

masterlist:

day 1: holding hands together for the first time

day 2: comforting you after a mental break down

day 3: itachi cooking your favorite food

day 4: itachi brings you a pet

day 5: highschool bully itachi hcs

day 6: itachi moodboard (yakuza-core)

day 7: itachi moodboard (emperor-core)

day 8: itachi moodboard (warlock-core)

day 9: self indulgent birthday fic

day 10: itachi opening up to you

day 11: he gets you a matching necklace

day 12: ceo itachi x employee reader hcs

day 13: getting married to itachi -> proposal

day 14: having your first born with itachi

day 15: how he treats your friends and family

day 16: yandere itachi -> kidnapping

day 17: yandere itachi -> punishments

day 18: yandere itachi -> gifts

day 19: yandere itachi -> how he shows his love

day 20: going on a trip with itachi

nsfw prompts:

day 21: edging

day 22: breeding kink

day 23: wax-play

day 24: mirror sex

day 25: rough-play

day 26: cnc

day 27: overstimulation

day 28: impact play

day 29: bondage

day 30: tsukuyomi play

[detectivestucks]

The Akatsuki Concubine IV

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Tobi x F!Reader

Summary: You wake up in Tobi's arms after the first night of your new role. Breakfast gets hot and heavy till you pass out.

Warnings: NSFW, Stockholm syndrome, Oral female receiving, unprotected penetration, cream pie, nipple play, light restraint.

Word Count: 2.1k

A/N: AU where all the members of the Akatsuki are alive and together at the same time.

Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3

When morning comes you wake in Tobi’s arms just as intertwined as when you fell asleep. Your face is turned to his chest, buried in his pecs, and your little fists cling to his skin-tight shirt. 

“G’mornin Kitten”

You yawn and stretch, still recovering from the exhaustion of yesterday.“G’morning T-Tobi” 

“How’d you sleep?”

“Well, thank you for asking. You’re very comforting to share a bed with.”

“Am I now?”

You notice a dust of pink on his cheeks and ears at your admission.

“Yes” you state plainly with a wiggle to nestle further into him.

He holds his breath for a second, almost as if he’s checking to see if this is all a dream before making up his mind and deciding that you are indeed reality. 

“Now I’m not so sure about the answer to my next question, but, how ‘bout some breakfast?”

“That sounds good.” you agree sleepily.

“Excellent, lay still for me.”

You look at him questioningly when he folds you in half to sink his tongue into your hole, still sore from yesterday’s activities. The feeling was so soothing and blissful that you immediately gasped and tried to arch your back. However, the folded position he pinned you in for easy access prevented you from doing so. 

“I said sit still. I’m tryin’ to eat.”

You bite your lip at his demand. His voice is deep and smooth, like butter to the ears. The sound of it makes you gush on his chin in delight. 

He continues to run his tongue along the walls of your warmth, the licking motions continuing to relieve the ache from yesterday’s adventures. It seems to you that these men have not laid eyes on a woman in years from the way they behave. However your eyes were only set for one man, which is a terrible flaw given your occupation. 

Your fingers twist in Tobi’s hair as you push him against your labia, your breathing rapidly increases along with your pulse. He ate eagerly, full of lust. His gaze lifts up, peering at you with desire when you catch how his eyes spin red. The realization caused you to gasp in fear. 

“Sorry baby. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I got too excited.”

You found it amusing that the man who, yesterday, was a ruthless and evil villain is suddenly apologizing for scaring you.

“No, it’s not scary. I just wasn’t expecting it, is all.”

“Good, cause you’re likely to see my sharingan a lot. It has a habit of making itself known when certain…feelings give rise.”

“Is that so?” you say with a smug smile.

“Yes. You are mine, and in this organization that means something.”

You are floored. You can’t fathom what made him link to you this way so, in response to his words, you gently put a finger under his chin and lift it so he crawls over you and meets his lips with your own. You press the most tender of kisses against his lips, exposing your softer side. 

“Thank you.” you breathe against his cheek. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you tight. Something about this entire situation felt far from being a normal concubine but you weren’t about to question it. 

“Come. Let’s grab actual food. …unless you don’t wanna stop yet.”

You blush at that deep baritone again. His tongue really did ebb the soreness from yesterday but it was time for real nutrients so, you stand up, ready to join him. 

Striding  down the hall together, him in his pants and cloak, you in his shirt, you come to a door left slightly ajar. He steps through, pulling you behind him, and you see a long table preset with food waiting to be eaten. 

“One of the Pain puppets usually prepares food for the troops. This room is mainly used for my dining and for meetings.”

You look around before nodding.

“This is my seat.” He says. 

You go to pull out the chair next to him when he tugs you down to his lap. “And this is your seat.”

You squeal as you fall down against his lap and realize his bulge is hardening. Duty calls and for once you’re excited about it. You freed his towering length in a second before sinking yourself down on him. 

The growl that came from the man gave your legs goosebumps. Involuntarily you clench around him and he bucks his hips up into you. 

You grunt out a pleasured noise as you fall forward. Legs straddling him, you face the table and do your best to make a plate, but Tobi is running his hands all over your body, cupping your breast, pinching your nub, rubbing circles around your clit. It was hard to focus or even balance the plate in your hand. 

Eventually you give up and turn around to kiss him only to be denied. “Sorry baby, I need to eat first.” he says sarcastically. You chuckle and the action tightens your grip around him. He moans, not expecting how it would feel to be inside a woman when she laughed. 

You run your hips in circles, stimulating him when his thick fingers wrap around your throat and pull you back to his chest where he can lick your neck before sucking hickies on it. 

The tingling sensation of his lips sealed on the skin of your column caused your nipples to stiffen. Soon you’re grinding on him, gasping as your head lulls back. All thought of eating leaves your mind. There was no time for food when your desires need feeding. 

Your hips roll against his, fluids seeping out of you and down his shaft when suddenly, a shinobi walks through the door with urgency. 

“Lord Madara- Oh.”

“Yes, Pain. What is it?”

“I uh, I- I didn’t see this one last night. Where’ve you been hiding her?”

The man clearly here for another reason, gets distracted by your presence. It seems you caught him off guard with your beauty and compromised position. 

“You didn’t see her cause she’s not yours to have. Only I get toy with this one.” He says to the orange haired man as his fingers find your bud and begin to rub in slow circles. You hitch forward and lose your breath in front of the one named Pain. Used like a proper sex doll right in front of Tobi’s subordinates. Is it always going to be like this?

The purple eyes of the man linger on you for far longer than you liked before he looked back up at Tobi’s scar-lined face. “I came to ask if the missions are set for next week.”

“You’re really going to talk to me about missions at this time?”

“No, I guess not.”

“Good, now leave.”

The man wordlessly turned around and walked through the door. 

Tobi reaches around you on both sides, his arms wrapping around your torso and pulling you back. His mouth, warm behind your ear, tells you what a treat you tasted like this morning and how he needs you again for dessert. 

The fluids that had been leaking down before now gush out of you once more in a slippery mess. Embarrassment hot on your cheeks, you try to turn your face away from him but he presses your cheek against the side of his face. Back arched, legs spread, elbow pinned behind you by his free hand, you are the picture of a bought woman. Squelching rings from where your bodies connect as he continues to thrust up into you. It was sinful how your whorish moans tickled his shaft. 

“C’mon baby. Sing for me.”

Squelch squelch squelch

“Lemme hear how bad you need it.”

You gasp and moan, all of it too much to handle. You try to close your legs but his thighs hold you open. His hand slides from your face to your neck and he closes his grip, choking you as he uses his new hold to leverage you up and down along his length. 

The impossible strength of this man makes you shudder. Chills run the expanse of your extremities while your overused hole is harshly stuffed once more by your mesmerizing captor. You feel yourself grow dumb on his cock as he smashes you down into his lap, letting your chest fall heavy with each stroke. 

Your legs grow tired just as your orgasm strikes. Moans turn into grunts; legs shake from exertion. 

Tobi pets your hair and your neck while cooing in your ear, “good girl, that’s it baby, cum all over my cock. Yeah, make a mess for me.”

You fall limp but how naive of you to think your responsibilities were fulfilled. 

“I gave you your turn. Now it’s mine.” he whispers.

You try to clear your head but it’s groggy. You turn around and straddle his lap while facing him. You begin to bounce up and down along his shaft, letting the entire thing sink into your plush walls and be enveloped in the pink squish that wraps around him. Your legs continue to shake but you must fulfill your duty. He's good to you now but there’s no telling how he’ll react to disappointment. 

You muster the strength to keep your body light as you ride him and work your slit against his staff, piercing yourself with his manhood and grinding till you thought you were going to drop. 

Tobi throws his head back in ecstasy as you slide up and down his lap till his hands grab your hips and take control. He pulls you up and he slams you back down on his spear. His raw power is mind boggling and you can feel yourself give way to his demanding grip. 

You scream out approvals and thank the gods with each stroke of his pen between your legs. It all felt so good to your sensitive folds still recovering from the last orgasm. His pounding forces whining cries from your throat. You quiver and lose control of your limbs just as hot ropes fill your stomach. The seed spurts up inside of you, filling your walls and seeping out at the bottom. 

“Stay” he demands when you shift to get up. 

“But Master Tobi, I need to clean up.”

“You’ll eat with it in.”

You look at his stern expression with a dry swallow. 

“Yes,Sir”

You sit back down but facing the table where you eat your meal with him erect in your puffy folds. The sticky mixture of his fluids with yours leak out of your gaping heat and onto the fabric of Tobi’s unbuttoned pants. Occasionally you feel him twitch inside you followed by a quick and involuntary squeeze of your cunt still wrapped tightly around him. 

Each time Tobi leaned in for another bite of his food you felt his muscles bulge against your back. The cool skin grazing the goosebumps that run along your spine through the shirt still loosely covering your upper body. He hums in contentment as he chews. You keep waiting for him to be done, to release you from your duties so you can bathe but he prolonged his meal. Soon the need grows between your legs again and you begin grinding into his hips once more, sitting astride the mysterious leader of the band of criminals. 

“Feelin needy f’me again?” He whispers in your ear. 

“You’re taking too long.” 

“Slut, can’t be happy with a cunt full of cum. She needs another deposit to be satisfied.”

“Hurry up!” You whine as you rock into him again. 

His deep chuckle is enough to tell you that you’re in trouble. He stands up abruptly and knocks you off his lap causing globs of cum to stream down your inner thigh all the way to your knee. Plates and food are shoved to the side before you’re thrown on your back, pinned between him and the table. “She needs another cum dump in that sloppy little cunt of hers?”

You look up at him with glassy eyes and nod. “Fine, I guess you can have one.” 

He trusts in harshly and you feel yourself jolt against the table. His pace is wild, pistoning into you with such speed that you unravel under him like a ball of yarn. Stretched out and played with, you are nothing more than a few wet holes after everything within the past 24 hours. 

“Please” you beg, “more. Need…more.”

His pace is impossibly fast. You can hardly breathe with how fast he beats against your diaphragm and soon you feel yourself snap, screaming and crying with sheer ecstasy. Your orgasm is incredibly powerful and intense when everything fades to black and soon there is nothing.

Masterlist

Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3

[kurokawaia]

❛ FILLED !! ❜

Uchiha Itachi X Fem!Reader

WC; 1.7k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: x fem reader, piv, penetrative sex, creampie, major breeding, breedng with the intent to get you pregnant, mating press, missionary, prone bone, over stimulation + more,

˚ ༘ * 𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯 :: (filled request) I know you are busy and have a lot of unfinished writings in your drafts, But, can I request an itachi x reader with a huge breeding kink topic? - ANON

m.list | naruto/boruto m.list | uchiha m.list

Itachi is a respectful man, a gentleman. He will never think about hurting you in any way or form possible as long as the two of you are together, and even if you were to see your separate ways, he would never be a jealous man. 

However, one thing was certain, Itachi is a family man through and through. In public he wasn't the most obvious with physical affection but in private, when it's just the two of you, he's the most romantic man you've met. 

You've always thought that Itachi would make a great househusband. He's an amazing cook, he can clean and do anything you'd ask for. However, that thought isn't the case for him. Itachi wants you to be the one to be out of work at staying at home for him. 

Itachi cums to the thought of you being filled with his seed, your belly swelling with his child. This leads for you to stay at home and be his pretty little housewife catering to his children. 

So, this is where sex leads to again.

Your body folded into a tight mating press under Itachi's body. And, god, you were sobbing, fat tears falling from your eyes from the pleasure and stimulation. Itachi's cock was nuzzled perfectly up against your cervix, resting there and he kept all his cum up in your silky walls.

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

It's been three 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 

Itachi lowers down to your trembling body, peppering soft and gentle kisses all over your face. "You're doing so good for me," he hums agasint your skin, inhaling your naturally sweet scent. "You can take a little more from me, my love, please?" he begs. 

"Feels so full though, Itachi," 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. You let out a wince when Itachi helped you lower your legs down from the sides of your head, allowing your legs to wrap tightly around his hips, his thick and still erect length still in your cunt.

Itachi 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.

"Darling, please, for me," Itachi whispers into your ear, breath tickling your skin. "Need to fill you so bad, fill you more."

"'mmmm m'kay, be gentle, 'Tachi," you huff. "So rough before, my love."

"Thank you," he replies, his voice filled with happiness. "I'll be so so gentle with you," he adds, reassuring you.

Itachi slips out of your walls and gently flips your body onto it's stomach, and your eyes were wide with surprise, not expecting a sudden change of position once again. You could feel him lift your hips and place a soft and fluffy pillow under your lower abdomen before letting your body rest fully down on it. 

You then felt Itachi's mass press down against your back and you let out a soft huff at the sudden weight. His abs were flush against your back, hands gripping the backs of your own, pressing them into the bed. Itachi's breath tickled your ear and you wiggled your head at the warm sensation, your core getting wetter, your body trying to squirm away from the imposing hold that he had on you.

Itachi's hands moved slowly, changing his grip so that one of his hands held both of you over your head, being cautious not to get your hair entangled within the movement. A content sigh leaves your mouth when Itachi raises his body ever so slightly, trailing his free hand down the expanse of your smooth back before his fingers meet your slick entrance, filled with his cum from previous rounds. 

"I'll make you feel so good," he mutters against your ear before taking a nibble at the collagen, you let out a gasp at the sudden action. 

Then you felt a heavy, throbbing tip press against your clit and you moaned from the small touch. You tried to squirm away from the pleasurable cause but couldn't as Itachi knew your body more than you did yourself, he knew you were gonna try to run from his body due to the pleasure. So, he pressed his weight against you once more.

You held your breath when Itachi sank his throbbing cock into your spongey walls, his length getting squeezed by every ridge within your soaked cunt. A moan left both of your mouths as Itachi's length nudged the deepest spot within you.

"Taking me so well, dear," Itachi moans, relishing in the way your walls clench him, how could he not want to cum inside, you feel so good.

 You sigh in pleasure at the degradative praise, he knew that you loved to be worshipped, you savoured his words, loving how he praised you taking his length, and his children. 

But he didn't move, he wanted to relish in on how you desired to cause friction, desired to move against his touch, but couldn't. Itachi's cock, prodded so deep in your gummy walls that you whimpered in pleasure, but that didn't stop him from not moving. He was still snug inside.

Hot and heavy kisses trail down from your ear down to the dip of your neck to shoulder and a breathless sigh escaped your parted lips before Itachi rolled his hips into yours. A moan slips out of your mouth, his thick length scraping all the sensitive parts of your warm insides.

Itachi's knees spread your legs apart so that any advances from you ensured that they would be shut down, so that you remained situated below him, your pretty body that paled in comparison to his frame. As he expected, you couldn't move from his trapping embrace.

His movements became faster, his cock thrusting into the depths of you needy hole as strained moans and whines left your throat. Itachi 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.

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

Your body tried to arch away from the pleasure, not being able to take the strong rolls of Itachi's hips, but as you arched your back away, his thrusts only aimed deeper, harder into your G spot. You sobbed out, tears filling your lash line. "B-but... Too much, Itachi. Slow down, too much."

"Oh?" he smirked, his hips moving now at a faster pace, loving how your cunt squeezed his cock even though you wanted him to slow down, "It's alright, my love, you can hold out," he coos.

Repetitive moans left your mouth while he pounded into your tight heat. You suddenly had the instinctive urge to press yourself into his length, but you couldn't, his weight was too heavy for you to move against him, and you were utterly hopeless as his thrusts became faster.

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

Your body trembled beneath him and the hold he had on your hands loosened. Your hips were getting held, then, the strength he possessed lifted you onto your knees before a bicep wrapped around your throat, lifting your head. It wasn't a tight grip but the power lifted your head from the futon while you shakily rested your weight on your elbows.

Your back arched heavily, finally being able to sink more into him. Itachi 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. "Good girl, taking me so deep," Itachi groaned, pulling away from your mouth and pushing this arch into your back deeper.

He watched your ass ripping again his lower abdomen, watching your cunt with black iris'. Observing how your walks sucked him in, leaving a creamy white rind of arousal around the base of his cock. 

"Making you feel so good, aren't I?" Itachi 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," Itachi 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. 

"Want it so bad!" you whimper, unable to comprehend any thoughts that swelled into your head. 

"C'mon darling," he growled 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. His thrusts didn't slow causing me to whimper in overstimulation, but Itachi helped it, his hips continuing to rut into mine, helping me ride out my orgasm as he chased his own.

With a groan, his lips planted against mine once again as his hips slammed into mine, hard, his cum spilling inside me causing me to moan into his kiss. And you felt more of his cum spill into your fertile womb, painting your insides white, you could almost feel your stomach bulging from how much you had of your man inside you. 

Itachi slipped his softening length out, and pulled away from the kiss as you slumped to the futon, his eyes chained to the white splotches of silky come that spilled from your gaping cunt, watching with a slight frown as the cum spilled from your cunt. he pushes his fingers in and you immediately lean forward but that doesn't make his fingers leave, he only pushes them deeper in response.

"Itachi!" you moan out. "Please, no more, need a break!"

"'M sorry, love," he apologising placing kisses to your shoulder. "Let me just keep my fingers here for a while, have to make sure I've done my job right."

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