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prickled flesh | Katsuki Bakugo x fem reader

synopsis: Your older brother uses his favoritism to his advantage, this time he unknowingly took it too far when he was able to invite his best friend Katsuki on your family vacation serving you on a platter to him. | wc: 5.8k

tags: kinktober fic + 18+ ONLY content + explicit smut: minors and empty blogs DNI + all characters are over the age of 21 + repost + modern verse (no quirks au) + brother's best friend trope + teasing + age gap + pet names + height difference between you two + fingering + unprotected sex + creampie + Katsuki is condescending + very very self-indulgent + huge shoutout to @x-reader-bitch for beta reading this and feedback ♡ + reblogs & comments are super appreciated!

Before summer ended, taking its warm days and blue skies with it, your mom and stepdad always planned a trip to a cabin they rented for a whole week for the whole family to spend quality time together before going back to your own lives.

Your parents always claimed it was a way to bond before you and your older step-brother left to go back to college, it was a chore if you had to be quite honest lugging all your bags back and forth but this year was a little different, something you didn’t enjoy.

It was Eijiro who convinced them to have a guest this time, breaking that one rule for their golden child, your older stepbrother. Although he is not even your mother's biological son, he still managed to worm his way to the top because he is the eldest and therefore the favorite.

Even though you were the baby of the family it still didn’t matter, all he had to do was beam a smile and tell them that his guest wouldn’t cause any trouble making it hook line, and sinker, so naturally he won and invited Bakugo to the cabin your parents rented.

The blonde man put a rage inside your veins every time he was in close contact, the cocky sneer that graced his dumb handsome face drove you insane and he knew it as well by the way your lip curled when he was near or the way the vein in your visibly pulsed hot and heavy.

Since he was Eijiro's friend that meant he was older as well, only by four years which he loved to hold above your head and objects that you couldn’t reach using his height as an advantage which only happened due to a growth spurt they both experienced over the last few summers, a smirk gracing his lips. “Aww, you can’t reach it, can you shortcake?” He teased.

It was something he made sure to do at least once when he came over, and this time was no different as you attempted to pack for the trip, it was the night before and of course, it made sense for Bakugo to stay the night so he and Eijiro currently took over the living room.

You could hear their shouts mixed in with the explicit cuss words the blonde loved to spill from his lips, it was causing a headache to crawl in the back of your skull to make home making your head thump with a doll throbbing. After shoving the last bit in your bag you stomped down the stairs to the living room and stood in front of the TV.

“Hello? Do you two even think about the other people in this house?” You asked glaring at your brother not even giving his friend the time of day, you knew that any word uttered to him would only come back ten times in a harsh tone. They both frowned unable to pause their game but shared a look still ignoring you having a silent conversation.

Bakugo stood and towered above you with his blonde eyebrows furrowed as he stepped closer to you forcing you to step back to put some space between you two. “Turn some music on then, now get out of the way of the TV because you’re fuckin’ everything up.” He told you in a warning voice.

You tilted your head back to look at Bakugo who crowded your personal space enough for you to pinpoint the earthy and musky scent of his body wash and cologne, then his face was in yours pressing more until you could almost count the dark red flakes in his eyes and the freckles splashed over his nose.

It was a stare-off at this point until Eijiro broke it up grabbing the remote to turn down the shooting sounds that played from the TV, you placed your palms flat against Bakugo’s stomach ignoring the way the muscles contracted at the touch. “Now get the hell out of my way you asshat.” You pushed but there was no movement minus his lips that curled into a smirk.

Bakugo glared down at you, the new nickname was surprising, it wasn’t one he heard and he was pretty sure you had called him every name in the book, getting under your skin was by far his favorite thing to do, the cute little pout you wore drove him crazy. He stepped back to the couch and sat down taking the remote out of Eijiro’s hand to turn the volume back up.

He watched you storm out of the room grumbling something under your breath about how insufferable he is. “Why do you want to make her mad? I have to hear her complain about it later, and you better not piss her off on this trip or my parents won’t let you come again.”

Eijiro warned his friend rolling his eyes as he smashed the up button making sure the TV was the loudest it could go. “If you aren’t going to bug the shit out of her then someone should do it.” Was his friend's response before returning his attention to the flat screen.

The red-headed man was glad his friend didn’t pine after his little sister like most of his friends did, instead, he treated you almost as if you were his sister too, even though Eijiro was sweet and level-headed it still didn’t stop the sibling rivalry you two found homed in the relationship.

Thankfully you were already upstairs when the TV was turned up and even though they wouldn’t hear it you still slammed your door shut to release some of the pent-up frustrations that built whenever you were near Bakugo, you pushed him to the side in your mind and finished packing.

Would this year be a disaster now that he would be joining? You wondered what all Eijiro had to do to convince your parents to let him come because any time you asked to bring a friend it was always a no coupled with this is family time, but how can it be with Bakugo there?

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When you finally made it downstairs the next morning you were met with the bane of your existence standing in front of the fridge with the doors open wide, he was the only one in the room, and the air felt like it was sucked out when you stepped inside with a scowl already.

“Good morning to you too,” He said with a smirk as he looked over at you from his shoulder before grabbing the bottle of juice unscrewing the cap with ease bringing it up to his mouth drinking straight from the carton without a care in the world as you watched his throat bob slowly, a small river of it leaked from the corner of his mouth and down his neck.

Your jaw dropped while staring at him, a big pet peeve of yours was him acting like he lived here and could do whatever it was and get away with it. “What the hell are you doing? That is so gross, you’re a pig.” You huffed rolling your eyes knowing he wanted you to snatch it from him.

He continued and ignored you before putting the cap back on and placing it back where he found it then shut the doors, the whole show threatened to dig under your skin and burrow deep, it was something Bakugo really enjoyed, seeing your eye twitch a little from irritation.

“Hello? Are you going to ignore me?” You asked as he stared at you, his eyes trained intently on yours, butterflies formed a tight ball in your lower belly it felt like, the intensity of his gaze was borderline uncomfortable and made you feel hot all over as if tiny little fires licked at your skin.

Bakugo still stayed silent knowing exactly what buttons to push and took a step toward you then another until your back was flush against the countertop, your head tilted back a little to glare up at him, his lips were pulled into a cocky smirk knowing he had you pinned like a wild animal.

Everything about him was big, taking up space in its eternity from his broad shoulders and chest to his arms, the corded muscles weren’t to the point of being over the top but still, you could tell he took very good care of his body and was proud of it and as he should be, a thought you hated yourself for having. “What’s the matter short-cake?” He asked in a teasing tone.

You knew his question was rhetorical, as if he did really care, you used your go-to tactic placing your hand on his chest to give him a firm push but he never budged, no matter how hard you did either. “If you wanted to feel me up all you had to do was ask.” He said, voice low now.

Both his and your eyes dropped down to your hands, subconsciously you curled your fingers a bit into the fabric of his dark shirt like you were feeling him up, just as quick as you looked you jerked your hands back and then crossed your arms over your chest not saying anything.

Bakugo pulled back and turned out to walk out of the kitchen but not before leaving without a snide remark. “I’m getting in the shower in case you want to watch me, little perv.” Your cheeks flamed at his nickname and you knew his invitation was just to get a rise from you but still.

Thankfully you were able to avoid him until after breakfast and when you were packing up the car, but this time Eijiro was there showing him something on his phone. “You two move out of my way.” The video Bakugo was showing your brother had them engrossed to do anything.

They both acted like they couldn’t hear you and stood in front of the open back hatch blocking your way from putting your bag inside, your nostrils flared from the anger that settled in your belly wanting nothing more than to stomp on their feet but you knew it would result in a fight.

Eijiro would more than likely put you in a headlock as he usually does when you get on his nerves, and that you hated more than anything. You gripped the handle of your bag and walked to the side door yanking it open and throwing it in before slamming it shut rocking the vehicle.

“You don’t have to slam the door, we were going to move until you stomped away,” Bakugo said leaning over the back to look at you with a knowing smile that he wasn’t about to do what he said he was going to, the rage in your eyes only spurred him on to break your resolve more.

You lifted your middle finger in the air and walked out of the garage hearing him and Eijiro go back to their video with Bakugo laughing at it but you knew it wasn’t for what was on his phone, it was directed towards you.

Time was not on your side it seemed like because not an hour later you were sitting in the back with Bakugo who insisted that Eijiro was able to sit by himself for the first hour then he’d sit with him until everyone arrived at the cabin, thankfully it was only three hours there.

You pulled your phone out to distract yourself by burying yourself in your romance novel, which was going along quite well until it became a little more mature, now in the throes of being erotic and graphic, Bakugo could clearly read the first two paragraphs which had to be the most explicit before you titled it quickly and elbowed him.

He looked at you with an unreadable expression while pulling his phone out to text you despite sitting right there.

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[K:] You’re a little perv, I bet you’d like that to happen to you

He watched you flick away the notification and roll your eyes pulling the screen back up until you were twisted enough that he couldn’t see, Bakugo smirked a little and leaned back spreading his legs more than what was needed pressing his knee into yours.

You jerked back and scooted over until you were pressed against the hard uncomfortable plastic knowing it was undeniable; that strong shot of heat running down your leg at the contact, you huffed and grabbed the pillow between your legs to lay it against the plastic and lay your head on to go back to your phone.

Bakugo went back to his own thing keeping his leg away from yours but still spread so that if you did relax your leg it would be touching his again while you fought the urge not to finish the book, it was getting good and part of you that you wished didn’t exist played you and him out as the two main characters

The male was currently fingering the female lead while urging her with praises but you didn’t know what happened after that because the blonde man next to you still could see the sentences with his own mind playing out a version of the same thing.

Thankfully the hour passed by and you could finally stretch your legs out once Bakugo joined Eijro in the middle row which gave you an idea, a way to test the man that was so hell-bent on making your life a living hell.

“Hey, E, I have a question.” You murmured leaning forward to rest your chin on the seat between his and Bakugo ’s broad shoulders ignoring his eyes burning a hole into the side of your face.

Your brother turned his head to look at you raising an eyebrow. “What’s the question?” He asked putting his phone down for a moment, even though sometimes he can be mean Eijrio is mostly sweet to you, you’re his little sister after all.

“Is Deku single? I just saw him post something on Instagram, he’s very cute.” You almost purred placing your phone between them with a small smile, and you weren’t really lying, he is cute with his dark curls and his freckles, plus with how sweet he is, he’s the total package.

But he was nothing like the blonde man next to you even though he’s a brute you still can’t deny the feelings you’ve harbored for him the last couple of years. Bakugo huffed and rolled his eyes as he slid his earbuds in which only made you smirk knowing it was irritating him.

Eijiro shrugged and tapped his phone screen to text his old friend. “I just asked him, why don’t you ask him out on a date?” He asked nonchalantly.

You slapped his shoulder and pushed him with a slack jaw. “You did not just text him that?! What did you say?” You all but squealed not really wanting him to ask, and deep down you just knew he would say that you wanted to know his relationship status.

“Stop being a spaz jeez, I’ll let you know the answer later.” Your brother said pushing you back into your seat earning a glare from you as you settled back in the leather hoping that the trip would just end at this point so you could go back to everything that seemed normal.

Thankfully the rest of the ride was silent and uneventful until you got out of the back and near Bakugo feeling the icy wall that he built around himself after your question about Deku, the curly-haired little fuck. It shouldn’t bother him but it feels foreign; envy, the green monster.

His red eyes followed your form when you walked inside first to turn the lights on before coming out to get your bags, a frown graced your pouty lips as he looked at you. “Take a picture, it lasts longer.” Your voice dripped with disdain, but you still couldn’t admit that you liked it.

Maybe you are a pervert after all. It was a very quick thought that was pushed back because you know you’re not one. “Don’t flatter yourself sweetheart and I call the guest room with the bathroom,” Bakugo replied hitching his strap over his shoulder before walking past you and inside.

“Why are you friends with such an asshole?” You asked looking at your brother before following the blonde man walking past him to the hallway to the room he called not letting him have any type of chance to actually claim it when you shut and locked the door.

Through the door, you could hear Bakugo mumble under his breath. “Why is your sister such a bitch?” He asked your brother who sighed and shook his head feeling like you both were siblings instead and he was the parent putting an end to the fight.

After unpacking your bags you found yourself settled in the living room chair with your book reader in your hands scanning the same paragraph multiple times with a groan.

Down the hall, you could hear heavy bass thumping making it difficult to concentrate on anything. Your parents left once they unpacked themselves to head to town.

It was a tradition much like coming out here, they’d usually leave Eijiro here but he asked to come to pick a few things up and opted to leave his best friend here despite your protesting.

Reading the page again you clicked the button shutting the screen off before making your way down to Bakugo ’s temporary room and barged in, not bothering to knock.

The insult that simmered in your mouth died down when you caught him shirtless doing pushups, immediately it was clear that he took did take very good care of his body. You stood there like a deer caught in headlights watching him like a star-struck fan seeing their idol.

Sweat clung to his skin making him glisten thanks to the low sun that shone from the open window and his grunts made you ache in the worst way possible. His muscles flexed tight as he continued unaware you were watching him.

With a shake of your head, you stomped over to the stereo and pushed the off button filling the room with silence minus his grunts and heavy breathing. “Does it have to be that loud?” You asked glaring at him trying not to let yourself get so flustered at the sight in front of you.

Bakugo continued and ignored you counting under his breath until he was finished before he kneeled on the floor looking at you with a flushed face screwed up in annoyance. “Yes, it does, now turn the radio on whenever you’re done bitching.”

“Go to hell! Why would I do something for you?!” You screamed from the frustration that built up from the small time you’ve already spent with him. Ruby irises watched you have your little meltdown with a chuckle as he rose from his spot and towered above you.

You moved away from him until the back of your knees were pressed against the mattress. His arms bulged as he caged you by pressing them down on either side of you forcing you to sit down, his face a mere inch away from yours, his scent full of potent male invading your senses.

Pressure mounted between the two of you as the stare-down continued, Bakugo’s nostrils flared as your eyes traced the droplets of sweat that trickled down his face. “If I didn’t know any better you wanted to stay back when you could’ve gone but yet…here you are.” His voice trailed off as his thumb and pointer finger came up to grab your chin jerking your head to look at him.

You didn’t even know you looked down to watch the sweat travel down his muscular body, the perverse part of you wanted to follow behind it with your tongue. “Let go of me.” You hissed and pulled away from him placing your hands on his chest, his skin was warm and flushed as you pushed him back enough to slot yourself between the space and get away from him.

“Leaving so soon princess?” Bakugo teased as he sat on the bed where you were to grab his water bottle but you were out of the room by then stomping down the hall feeling hot where he had touched you, the ache between your legs came back with a vengeance as you thought about how he’d sound fucking you, would he grunt like that?

Once you were settled back on the couch the music started up again, but this time you ignored it and turned your book reader on again trying to find the spot you lost and read from there soon getting lost in the words, with how the author described things your blood pumped hot making you flustered with need. You scanned the room quickly even though you knew you were alone and slipped your hand under the band of your shorts into your panties.

There was already a damp spot just from reading about the male character swirling his tongue against the female character's clit, you tried to mimic the movement and spread your legs further knowing you only had a few minutes to get away with this. You slid your finger up and down between your pussylips before barely dipping them inside while you scanned the words.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you pictured Bakugo kneeling between your legs instead, two thick fingers pumping in and out of your drenched cunt making such a mess, the wet sounds would be so lewd and you’d want him to make fun of you for it. The book reader clattered to the floor as you chased your high now lost in the sensation of fucking yourself. “Such a little pervert.”

Bakugo stood above you, his arms crossed over his chest watching you finger yourself on the couch. “What the -” You screeched only to be stopped when he bent down to press his digit against your lips watching your sentence die. Stuck in another stare-down you couldn’t help but look away and remove your fingers even though you were so close to coming.

Awkward tension filled the space between you both as he continued to stare at you, his red eyes filled with a whirlwind of emotions, the main one being that he wanted to rip your clothes off to have his way with you, he is a man after all, and you? You’re the sweetest woman that reminded him of the ripe fruit he was so desperate to pluck even though it was forbidden.

Just a taste is what he told himself as he sat down on the couch and pulled you down over his lap not giving you a single second to think before he hooked his fingers in your pants and panties to pull them down exposing you to him.

“How’d I know you wore silk panties?” He questioned out loud with a chuckle and ran his calloused palms over your bare ass spreading the cheeks as his index finger spread the slick that gathered on your lips to your clit where he pressed it in hearing you whine a little. His eyes followed how you arched your back and spread your legs a little for him making it easier.

Bakugo thumbed you apart and watched your hole flutter around nothing. “Look at you, not talking back and just letting me play with your cute pussy.” He clicked his tongue and thrust two fingers inside you instantly curling them to massage your g-spot, his thumb returning to your clit to rub circle eights on it.

It was messy and wet the more he continued letting his free hand massage your ass like a teenage boy who’s never touched a naked woman before.

You gripped his pants and moaned hating yourself for letting this happen but the fire inside you was too strong to put out until you came. “Better hurry up if you don’t want to get caught by your family letting your big brother's best friend finger your tight pussy, huh?” He asked picking up the pace intent on making you cum for him feeling his cock strain in his pants.

Katsuki knew exactly what to do to make you come undone, the rough pads of his fingertips grazed your g-spot before curling to rub at it while his thumb stayed focused on your clit swirling it around as he let his free hand massage each ass cheek molding the flesh in his palm as he watched his fingers disappear inside your weeping pussy over and over taking him so well.

Your face burned as you humped his fingers feeling your lower belly tighten, the ball coming unraveled as your climax washed over you. “Bakugo!” You panted and sighed letting him slowly pull his fingers out before sliding them in his mouth getting a taste of what he’s going to have to miss out for now.

After several minutes you scrambled off his lap and tried to pull your pants and underwear up in haste avoiding his vermillion eyes, he leaned back and watched you with a smirk. “Seems like it doesn’t take much to shut you up before you turn into an orgasm-hungry little plaything.” He teased with a cackle as he stood up and looked at you waiting for your response.

You glared at him and grabbed your book reader. “I’ve had better.” You spit and walked out of the living room before you let him do much more than just make you cream on his fingers.

Fifteen minutes later after the whole debacle between you and Bakugo, your parents and brother returned with dinner and requested everyone at the table naturally, forcing you to face the blonde man.

“There’s something going on tonight downtown your father and I are going to attend, so you three will be here unless you want to go?” Your mom began once everyone was seated at the dining room table. She got grunts from all the men. “I’ll stay here.” You told her only to be echoed by Eijiro and Bakugo who no doubt had plans to ruin your night even more.

During the dinner, you could feel his socked foot rub against yours here and there, sometimes he’d smirk at you and lift his fingers up to his mouth to wipe away food, and his tongue would peak out tasting you again. This man had plans to drive you up the wall and it surely was working, making your resolve weaker and weaker.

“I’m done, thanks for cooking mom, good night everyone.” You announced and stood with your plate to drop it off in the sink before scurrying down the hall into your temporary bedroom.

You lay in bed replaying the scene that unfolded on the couch as you attempted to read your book again, the words on the screen jumbled together the more you tried to read. Giving up you checked the time seeing it was past eleven which meant Eijiro was asleep so Bakugo had to be as well giving you the time to indulge in some private time in the hot tub on the balcony.

After you got changed into your bathing suit, armed with your towel book and something to sip on you slipped outside in the warm sticky air to hear the hot tub running and Bakugo who grunted as he climbed over the side to see you standing there watching him.

“Did you follow me out here or something?” He asked lips curled up in a grin as he sank down on the bench.

You ignored him and set your things down to sit across from him looking up at the sky, the beauty of coming here was at night when there was nothing stopping you from seeing the beautiful stars shining against the inky background, the moon was high bathing the earth in a soft white glow giving it an almost ethereal feel. “Are you going to ignore me then?” Bakugo asked earning more silence from you.

He chuckled and rolled his eyes as he spread his legs setting his feet on either side of your thighs on the bench knowing he was right where he wanted to be. “Short-cake.” He spoke and leaned forward getting your full attention now, it was a silent dare. Are you going to break the tension or let him keep trying to play you like a board game? His throat bobbed when he swallowed.

Only the sounds of the bugs and wildlife and the boiling water could be heard as you stared at him again weighing all your options, it was clear as day that he wanted you just as much as you wanted him. You leaned forward and kissed him pressing your mouth to his in a needy kiss, your arms coming up instantly to wrap around his arms when he tugged you into his lap.

He settled back on the bench parting your lips with his tongue before tasting you whole, one hand holding the back of your neck while the other slides down your back ending to squish one ass cheek, your body was on fire between the hot tub and kiss and with how he touched you it was impossible not to roll your hips riding and dry humping his clothed erection.

His mouth worked down your jaw and neck and shoulders as he untied your bathing suit top before pushing you back a little to get a good view of your tits. “So pretty.” He murmured and cupped them, running his thumb over your peaked nipple before attaching his lips around the bud suckling on it softly then began nibbling gently.

Your fingers curled into his hair as you continued to dry fuck him hearing the water slosh around your bodies, you both panted grinding against each other desperate to cum until you were pushed back again until your ass was on his knees and mostly out of the water.

Bakugo untied the sides of your swimming suit bottoms slowly while letting his mouth litter your bare chest with slow opened mouth kisses. “I bet you’re fuckin’ soaked for me.” He grunted and spread your legs wider for him once your bare pussy was on display for him.

Two thick fingers spread you open for him as the water lapped over you. “Sit up for me princess,” Bakugo demanded and thrust his hips up once you did what you were told, you watched him hook his finger in the band of his bottoms and push them down to free his cock that ached and throbbed all for you.

The tip was red and swollen waiting for stimulation of any sort and water was not a good lube so with his dick free from the water you spit on your palm and used it to stroke his cock up and down coating him in your slick to make it easier teasing him a little bit as you looked at him with a sultry look in your eyes as you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth.

With your hands on his shoulders, you sunk down on him feeling the head catch on the soft opening of your pussy stretching you out already. You gasped and sat down fully feeling him in what felt like your womb with how thick he is, it made you feel dizzy. He leaned in and wrapped one arm around your waist to keep you steady.

“It’s just better if you let me take control short-cake.” He told you in a low tone, his voice growly and dark as he tucked you more into his chest planting his feet flat on the bottom of the hot tub to fuck you from below.

His mouth went back to your neck laving the flesh in kisses and nibbles that left you whining his name tugging on his hair as you rode him hard letting out all your frustrations. “It feels so good I hate you so much!” You cried softly and threw your head back holding onto him tightly.

Bakugo chuckled. “You say you hate me but the way you’re riding my dick tells me otherwise princess.” He shot back and laid his head over the edge of the hot tub watching you bounce so prettily up and down on his cock like you were made to do this, every single day.

His hands snaked under the water to grasp your ass cheeks helping you ride him. “You know as soon as I smell you I get hard, so sweet like a peach just begging to be suckled from.” He grunted against the column of your throat biting down on the flesh leaving a perfect set of teeth indentations.

Each time he bottomed out he kissed your cervix and stretched you out leaving you feeling incredibly full as you scratched at his back moaning his name brokenly feeling his thumb rub at your clit with slow motions. “Cum on my cock like I know you’ve been thinking about, you’re squeezin’ me so tight princess keep fucking me,” He growled when he pulled away from you for a brief moment, a bridge of spit between his lips and your bud strung when Katsuki leaned back.

It didn’t take much between his mouth that latched to your nipple again and his command, your pussy fluttered hard around him, your hips stilling from the intensity of it all. “Inside! Cum inside me!” You begged hanging onto him for dear life as you rode your orgasm out trying to milk him.

Bakugo snarled, feeling your cunt hug him tight and wet. “You think I would pull out of this warm wet pussy? Like chance in hell, I would.” He pounded you from below hard and fast now feeling his sack tighten trying to catch his own high before his climax hit.

He held onto you as he filled you to the brim fucking his cum deeper, the warmth spread from your womb throughout your entire body as you slumped against him panting hard. You both clung to each other coming down from your highs.

There wasn’t anything to be said as you pulled away from him to get dressed feeling hot and sticky. “I don’t want to ever speak about this again.” You told him in a hushed tone standing up to look at him, your chest still heaved as you covered yourself with your towel unable to meet his red gaze feeling his warm sticky load leak from your cunt.

“You say that now princess, I’ll be waiting, don't worry! For you, I’ll be a patient man!” Bakugo called out with a loud cackle as he watched you scurry off the balcony again and back inside knowing you’d be back for more of him, and he’d make sure of it.

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Yes 😌

Yes, Lord Hokage

Kakashi Hatake/F!Reader

Summary: Kakashi has a need, and it happens to be entertainment from one of his Anbu captains. Cross Posted to AO3

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: uneven power dynamics/play, unprotected sex on his desk, a little bit of dacryphilia, dirty talk, degredation, humiliation, dub!con (because of the power dynamic), mean(ish) dom!Kakashi, m!receiving oral, gagging, choking, breath play, clothed sex, fingering, could be perceived as role play

Note: I haven’t watched far enough to see Kakashi become Hokage for realsies but I know it happens and am obsessed

The morning had been quiet, something that he’d usually be okay with. Usually being the key word. No fires to put out meant that he had very little to be concerned with aside from the paperwork. No fires also meant that he was quickly growing bored as the morning continued. One of the Anbu teams should be returning soon from a mission, that would be enough to get him through the morning considering the Captain happened to be one of his favorites.

There was something about how uncertain you still sounded despite being one of the highest ranked shinobi in the village. Maybe it was an authority issue and he was the only recipient of the soft, questioning tones and avoided eye contact. Even behind the fox designed mask he knew you looked to the windows behind him or the desk in front of him when you delivered your reports. It was adorable, really, but also intriguing because you were selected as Captain because of your ability to maintain your composure and command authority. It was probably him, which only added to the interest. You probably didn’t even realize you did it.

As soon as he’s informed that your team has returned, the summons is sent for the Captain alone to report in. He didn’t need an audience, just his Captain.

“Lord Hokage.” And there you were, appearing before his desk like the obedient little Anbu that you were.

“Good morning, Captain,” he greets, watching as you look up from the floor. The mask is in place as he expected. How you loved to hide, which was probably why you performed so well within the Anbu Corps. “Report?”

Your report is about what he’d expected, successful tracking and elimination of the target. One of your team members sustained a serious wound and reported immediately to the hospital for treatment upon return to the village - that part was bothersome but such was the way of life when you were in a tracking and assassination unit. But he’d expected nothing less from your unit, a very accomplished team with an impressive leader, success at any cost was the expectation.

“Recommended rest period for your unit?”

“Five days minimum, to give him time to really heal,” you suggest, shoulders relaxing as you move from your spot in front of his desk to stand beside it. “Is there a reason you summoned only me? Usually these are a team affair.”

“I wanted to see my favorite Captain, hopefully on her knees for me while she’s here.” The comment has you pausing, biting your lip as you process that. Here? Now? Where anybody could come in? “I know there’s a pretty face behind that mask, and I’d love to see it.”

“L-Lord Hokage?”

“Humor your Hokage, Captain.” It wasn’t a request, this was an order, and that has you dropping to your knees and removing your mask as he hums. “Oh, there she is, the prettiest shinobi in the village. Shame we hide that face behind a mask all the time.”

Gentle fingers trail along your jaw before he stands, and your eyes stay on his as he squats in front of you. This was your Hokage, your superior, and he was clearly having fun with that fact.

“The mask has its perks,” you murmur, looking away from his curious gaze to where your mask sat on the floor beside you.

“It does, I like being the only one who sees how flustered you get in my office when I force you to make eye contact with me. Does the Captain have an authority issue?” The question has your face warming, not sure how he would come to that conclusion while you were literally on your knees in his office, and the not-so-gentle grip on your chin forcing your gaze back up to him tells you that he was definitely going to be enforcing his authority as Hokage this morning. “We can fix that easily, though. Would you like to fix this issue?”

“Yes, Lord Hokage.” You nod to the best of your ability, not wanting to further his perception that you had an issue with his authority. You were certain that you’d more than proven that you were very comfortable with his leadership by serving as one of his Anbu Captains, but maybe not. “I’d do anything to correct this.”

“Anything, hm?” He stands, hands going to his pants and you keep your eyes on his as he pulls his already hard cock out. You don’t know if you should continue to look at his face or his cock, but you open your mouth when he tells you to. “Eyes on mine, Captain. We’re going to work on your eye contact.”

You don’t want to further disappoint your Hokage, keeping your eyes on his face even as he guides himself into your mouth. Holding his eye contact was difficult when he was limiting your ability to breathe, you wanted to close your eyes to better focus on what you needed to ensure that you actually provided decent pleasure to your Hokage. But your order was to keep your eyes open, so they’d stay open even if it hurt.

“Look at you,” he coos, pulling out of your mouth almost completely before he pushes himself back in. The slow pace allowed you to adjust to this intrusion, but the depth that Kakashi pushed for had your eyes welling with tears. The fact that you hadn’t yet gagged was something you were proud of, but you feared what would happen when it finally did. “So eager to comply, so excited for my cock that you’re crying about it.”

You aren’t able to really respond, his hand on your head keeping you in place as he begins to thrust into your mouth at a faster pace. The hand not holding your head rests on your shoulder, and you find a small amount of relief at the connection point that would help keep you in position as he has his way with your mouth.

“Keep your eyes open, Captain,” he instructs as he stills, his cock practically down your throat and your nose is pressed to the cool fabric of his vest as you continue to stare up at him. “I want to see those pretty tears.”

It would be easier if you could see his face, so that way you could know if you were actually providing him the pleasure he sought out in teaching you this lesson, but the only mask that had been removed was your own and you felt very exposed without it. His hand moves from your shoulder to pinch your nose closed, and your eyes widen at the blocked airway. Any training you may have sat through didn’t exactly apply to having your Hokage’s dick down your throat, so you really didn’t know what to do here.

“Breathe, Captain,” he requests, releasing the hold on your nose while also fully removing himself from your mouth. “Maybe we need to review the Anbu training, if even a Captain struggles to hold her breath.”

“Forgive me, Lord Hokage,” you breathe out, feeling the shame at having your leader be so disappointed in you. “The situation shouldn’t impact my ability to abide by my training.”

“That’s right, Captain, but you can make it up to me.” How, you don’t know, but it doesn’t matter.

There’s a knock on the door and he pauses, pointing to the space beneath his desk and you move accordingly, watching as he doesn’t put his cock away before he takes his seat. Instead his hand finds the back of your head to bring your mouth back onto his cock and he holds you there as he provides the all clear for the visitor to enter.

“Lord Hokage, we have the intelligence you requested from that last reconnaissance mission.”

“Go on.” The fact that he would be willing to accept a mission report while he had your nose pressed to his pelvis and was holding you in place was cruel to you but also very telling. He did not care if there had been a sensory type among the group, able to sense your presence there as well. He was the Hokage, after all, he could do what he wanted, and you were the Anbu Captain whose job was to obey the Hokage.

The growing dampness into your own pants tells you exactly how you’re feeling about the visitors, and you carefully work to remove one of your arm braces and set it aside so you could push your hand into your pants to relieve some of the ache in your own core. You were wetter than you had expected to be, and that made you almost mortified that you had enjoyed being under that desk where all it took was somebody paying attention to their surroundings to realize you were sitting there with the Hokage’s dick down your throat as he continued to work.

“...I’ll have to escalate this to the Anbu to be dealt with. Thank you, you’re all dismissed.” As soon as the door is closed, his chair is pushed back and you’re pulled from under the desk, only to be pressed against it as Kakashi presses his forehead to yours. “And how wet are you, Captain?”

“I’m very wet, Lord Hokage,” you whisper, keeping your eyes on him even though you so desperately want to look away and hide in your shame. But that wouldn’t do, not when he was so clearly smiling beneath that mask of his at your admission.

“The thought of being caught under the Hokage’s desk was that thrilling? Quite a naughty young Captain, aren’t you?” It’s a question that needs no answer, he’s pulling at your pants before he’s feeling for himself just how wet you were. An amused hum leaves him, and you’re biting your lip at the feeling of his already slick finger gliding over your clit with just enough pressure to have your eyes fluttering shut. “I said eyes on mine, didn’t I?”

“Yes, apologies M’lord,” you breathe, forcing your eyes open despite the continued teasing of your clit. He’s toying with you in the best way, and your hand grips the desk behind you to keep yourself balanced.

“If you can’t follow simple orders from your Hokage, should you really be a captain?”

“T-That’s not- I follow all of your orders!” Your argument has him chuckling as he continues to play with your clit, and you feel yourself growing more upset with how condescending and unfair he was being.

“And you’re crying again, very cute.” There it was again, the familiar feeling of shame rising one more as his fingers move inside your cunt. This man was degrading you and your work, and you were letting him finger you in his office while he did it. What was wrong with you, you didn’t know. But your Hokage was being very mean and you should have been trying to remove yourself from the situation. Instead you were welcoming it with sustained eye contact and a dripping pussy. “Anbu Captain reduced to tears because her Hokage isn’t being nice? Poor thing.”

The his fingers are gone, his hands are on your hips to turn your body around so that you’re facing the desk and bent over it slightly, with one of the Hokage’s hands remaining on your hip as he lines the tip of his cock up with your entrance.

“Don’t cause a scene, Captain,” he warns, and you nod your understanding of the request before he slowly pushes himself in. You bite your lip, hand shooting toward the edge of the desk so you’d have something to hold onto (and accidentally knocking a stack of paper off the desk as you moved). There’s only a chuckle that leaves him as he leans against you, his body over yours, his lips by your ear once more as his hips repeatedly slammed into you. He kept one of his hands on your hip but the other came to rest on your neck to apply just enough pressure so you knew he was in charge here. “You can come whenever and however many times you’d like, that’s not my concern. Understood?”

“U-understood.”

“Understood, who?” A warning squeeze against your throat, and you shut your eyes tightly as you try to refocus yourself on the situation.

“Understood, Lord Hokage.”

“Better, Captain. Clearly, you’re learning,” The praise has you relaxing against the desk as he continues to thrust into you, you’re sure the desk has nudged forward a couple times against the hard flooring but clearly he cared as much about that as he did the paperwork that continued to fall to the floor. That didn’t matter much to you either, all you could think about was the way his thumb would gently press into your neck every time he bottomed out, the soft grunts and groans of praise in your ear, and how it felt to have the Sixth Hokage fucking you on his desk in the middle of the morning where anybody could barge into his office and find you there. It was all a bit overwhelming but still adding fuel to that fire in your core.

His hand moves from your hip to your clit and he presses his thumb hard enough to have you biting into your arm hard enough that you were sure you would have bled if not for your sleeve. Your knees buckle, and you collapse against the desk before he pulls out and guides you back onto your knees in front of him. Your eyes meet his again, your unfocused gaze meeting his amused look as he begins to stroke himself. You knew he was close, his hand was focused yet frenzied until finally hot ropes of his cum shoot out and onto your face. You manage to keep your eyes open despite your immediate reflex being to close them, and you earn yourself a gentle hand atop your head while he uses his other hand to fix his pants.

“You always do so well, Captain.” The praise has you smiling, your eyes fixated on him as he moves to pick your mask up from the floor beside his desk. Your mask is put back on to cover your face and the mess that he’d left on it, and he gives it a gentle tap on the nose before telling you to get home and get some rest. “I expect to see you tonight, am I clear? I don’t think we’ve truly handled this authority issue.”

“Yes, Lord Hokage.”

A bow and then you’re off, and he’s dropping back into his chair to take in the mess that you’d made of his office. Maybe he should’ve kept the Captain back a few minutes to clean up the mess you’d made, but he couldn’t just summon you back - you’d think you were actually in trouble and he couldn’t have that.

He’d need a few minutes before he could get that cleaned up, though.

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I'm just headcanoning this ( if that's a word ) 🤭

Sometimes Reading Is Just Not Enough For Kakashi

Sometimes he sits on the couch in your shared apartment, his Icha Icha book in hand

He reads a few pages and finally decides to call you to join him

The first time you went you didn't know what to expect but now you know exactly what you're in for

You sit down next to him and he shakes his head and beckons you to sit on his lap

Once done ( and with your consent ) he slips his hand into your pants and underwear. His long fingers reaching very quickly to your already wet and awaiting cunt

He slides his fingers inside you, until he finds that spongy spot that makes you slump on him. And he starts to slowly move in and out of your soaking cunt, drawing soft sounds from you

He just loves fingering you will reading

Your moans are music to his ears as he reads the book that fits in his other hand

From time to time he places kisses on your shoulder or on your cheek

One day you came up with the idea of sitting on his cock and cockwarming him while he reads his favorite book. You couldn't be the only one teased every time, could you ?

In this case it's even harder for him to concentrate, he is rock hard. You can feel his hips bucking upwards sometimes. The feeling of your warm cunt surrounding him and squeezing him at times being too much

One day you heard him whimper and you teased the hell out of him

In both situations, there is a moment where you hear and feel Kakashi's hot breath on your neck, before you hear his book close, and see him put it on the table

His hand now free comes to join the other one on your thighs, giving them a little squeeze before getting up and picking you up

He kisses you passionately as his feet taking you to your shared room

"You think you'll be able to walk after this ?" and with that you know he is going to fuck you hard

You don't think you're going to get out of the room anytime soon

And you couldn't be more right

Masterlist ⚜

Taglist : @malfoyscamander, @cl0vr, @ilovemanypeople, @glossy1pearl, @jane57sstuff

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Will u be writing the series monster with Quaritch again?

Maybe…. Hopefully. I haven’t wrote anything in so long. I feel so bad.

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Will you ever finish monster pookie??

Uh- uhm- uh- …. I—— uhhh- p-pp-pookie bear….. uh ah…. Uhm…….. AHHHHHHHHH!

I haven’t wrote in so long…. I-I….

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abs-2020 · 9 months

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People: “it’s still only Jul-

Me: 🖤🎃🍂🕷🔮🕸🌙👁🦇🔪👣⚰️💀🖤🕷🎃🍂🕸🌙👁🦇🕷💀🖤🎃🎃🎃🖤🕷🕸⚰️🦇👁🖤💀🕸🌙🍂⚰️⚰️⚰️🔮🍂🍂🍂🔮🔮🎃🖤🖤🕸💀👁🔪👣💀🖤🍂🎃 🕸💀👁🔪💀🖤🍂🎃🔮🕸🌙👁🦇🕷💀⚰️🖤🕷🖤🕸🔮🕸🌙🦇🕷🎃👣💀🍂🖤💀🕷🕷🌙🌙🎃🍂👣🍂🕸🌙👁🎃🎃🦇🎃💀🔮

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abs-2020 · 10 months

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Made me go absolutely feral

🌸✨After the Appointment✨🌸

Commission for @lencilenlen 🤗💗 hope you enjoy this one! Thank you dear💐

Requested July 12 uploaded July 15💗

Word Count: 8156

Pairing: Naruto x Reader

Summary: Based off of Konoha 12 Dick Appointments, this story goes into depth on the relationship between reader x Naruto. What are their appointments like ?👀 Can reader handle the type of d*ck Naruto has to offer? And how long exactly can they keep this up for?…at least before one of them slips up.

Warnings: 18+, Overstimulation, nsfw, really explicit smut✨

Please do enjoy💗

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“So are you coming tonight or what?”, Temari yelled from the bathroom, having turned off the dryer she held in her hand, her brows furrowing as she impatiently waited for your answer. “Girl!”, she yelled again, popping her head out the bathroom to repeat herself, “Are you coming to the fucking party?”, “Damn, relax babe”, you said with a mouth full of cereal, pausing The Simpsons that played on the tv in front of you. “No I don’t think so”, you yelled back, pressing play again, munching down the last of your cereal, Temari walking into the tv room while you chugged the remainder of the milk down. Placing the bowl down, you looked up at her, standing in front of the tv in just her towel and her half wet hair, the bored expression she wore on her face already communicating her disappointment.

“Why?”

“I don’t know, I think I wanna spend the day finishing up those assignments”, you replied, burying your hand under your bonnet to scratch your hair, yawning as you stared right back at Temari. “But you have all day, the party’s at nine pm?” She questioned, raising her eyebrow sceptically. “Yeah but knowing I have somewhere to be is gonna make me rush so I make it in time to get ready, so no, I’ll pass thanks”

“You’re fucking lying”, Temari quickly spat, making you lift up your hands in confusion, “Now why would I lie?”, “Because you probably just wanna fuck Naruto again right?”, she said, her statement making you gasp in shock. “If i wanted to fuck Naruto I could’ve just did that after the party, there’s literally no classes tomorrow. I just wanna chill this weekend without stressin about assignments damn”, you said in defence, standing up with your bowl to place it the sink. ‘Sure”, she said sarcastically, watching you walk past her. “Ino always has those parties anyway, can i just ski—”, you tried to say, your phone ringing loudly on the coffee table in front of the couch, both your heads immediately turning towards it. Of course it just had to be Naruto. “Woooooow”, Temari began, “Shut the fuck up”, you quickly said, rolling your eyes as you picked up the phone, watching Temari huff and clap her hands before turning on her heels and walking back to the bathroom.

“Naruto”, you answered, “Y/N…good morning sunshine”, he said, his voice so smooth and deep, you couldn’t help but smile, thankful that Temari was no longer in the room with you. “Hiii”, you squeaked, Naruto smiling to himself on the other end. “I’ve been thinking about you, how you doin princess?”. “Awww I’m okay thanks…how are you?”, “Hmmm, I’m not sure, I think I’ll be better once I see you though”. Damn Naruto, he could be so smooth sometimes, biting your lip to the thought of seeing him again. A faint arousal already forming at the pit of your tummy. “I’m actually busy today…”, you said, hating yourself for turning him down. “Awww, all day?”, he grumbled, “Well…maybe”. “Maybe what?, he quickly asked, hopeful for a change of mind. “I’m not sure…depends how long it takes me to complete my assignments”, “Oh, I see,”, Naruto responded, “Well, if you do finish them on time I’ll reward you”, he teased, his voice extra deep, that arousal now spreading down to your legs, the sheer memory of him making them feel like jelly. “Uhm”, you swallowed, the sound of Naruto chuckling calming your nerves. “Don’t worry princess, I promise I’ll be gentle this time”, he added, your entire body instantly heating up, a dull ache between your legs as you tried to think of something to say. Sensing that he scrambled your pretty little head up, he decided to help you out. “I’m guessing you wont be at Ino’s party tonight?”, he asked, and you quickly responded, feeling embarrassed for being speechless, “Yes!, yea…I wont be there…well, because i'll be focusing on my assignments.”, “That’s my girl”, he replied. “Well then, finish those assignments, i'll check up on you later on okay?”, “Okay..”

“Oh my god?”, Temari laughed behind you, making you jump where you stood, turning around to see her eyeing you from the kitchen counter, “He always leaves you speechless huh?”, “Shut up”, you said, speed walking to the bathroom to hide the smile slowly creeping up on your face. “It’s okay baby, I can only imagine how good that dick is!”, she yelled, laughing as she placed her bowl of milk in the microwave.

You shut the door behind you, leaning against the counter as you finally released the breath you’d been holding in since the phone call. Naruto really had a demonic hold on you. But even so, Temari was impressed with how you still managed to discipline yourself with your school work despite that, because she had a hard time thinking about anything other than Shikamaru when they first started out.

Your entire body was still a little numb from the phone call, and thinking about the “gentle reward”, Naruto promised you wasn’t helping. How the hell were you supposed to focus now? “Fuck”, you sighed, rummaging through one of your drawers for your rose toy. You need to free yourself from this horniness if you’re going to get anything done today. When was the last time you’d even seen Naruto, you thought to yourself, the warm water running down your body as you reached for a bar of soap and your loofah, quickly lathering it so you could get washing yourself over and done with. You needed to touch yourself or else you’d die, enjoying the high pressure of the water hitting your shoulders, scrubbing yourself down, your fingers grazing your nipple, making you freeze. You ran your finger over your nipple again, and again, lightly flicking it, trying to imitate the manor in which Naruto would tweak them, closing your eyes to let the memories play out. It was last week Saturday that you’d last seen him. He wasn’t his usual self. Something happened between him and Sasuke, so he came over to spend the night with you.

As much as he was there for you when you needed him, you tried your best to return the favour, even though Naruto’s stress was on a different level than yours. It was the second time he came to you for some stress relief and you’d quickly learned that he could be overwhelmingly rough and aggressive when he wasn’t in a good mood, even though you could tell he would try to take it easier on you. You took note of how highly irritable he was like this. Usually, he would talk you through your orgasms, especially when he was overstimulating you, and would always give you a break when you needed one, but last Saturday he almost didn’t give a fuck about you. It was all about him, you weren’t exactly sure how long it was, but he fingered you for a solid amount of time, holding your thighs apart with just one arm, rubbing fast circles on your clit whenever you started squirting, before shoving his two fingers right back inside of you.

You probably came five times from that alone, nevermind how he continued to finger fuck you in between thrusting into you with his dick. You cried like a baby that night, your body shuddering as you finally came, trying your best to hold the rose toy in place, once again trying to imitate how Naruto would force you to endure longer rounds of stimulation, hoping you’d reach an orgasm similar to the ones he gives you. “Fuuck”, you softly moan, cupping yourself after dropping your toy, unable to to last any longer. It was so much easier to last longer when Naruto was holding you down. He’s so freakishly strong that no mattter how intense things were for you, you could never break out of his hold. You misssed him, truly, panting in the now steamy shower as you calmed down from your orgasm…it was satisfying enough to get things off your mind a little, shutting the water off before stepping out.

Looking over at the time, you thought you deserved a break now, halfway through your second assignment, with two more to go. The time read 13:14pm, you were really in the zone, moaning as you stretched, the chair you sat on rolling behind you while you stood up. “Damn, let me get something to eat”, you yawned again, enjoying the quiet of your apartment since Temari was out running errands for the party, some soft music playing on your speaker. Reaching for your phone, you decided to turn it on and a few messages from Naruto immediately caught your attention. The text reading:

Princess, I can’t wait to see you again ;), how far along are you with those assignments?, along with an image of himself without a shirt on, a video game controller resting on his thigh next to a very prominent print, his arm stretched behind his head, his blond hair messy as he sat on his gaming chair. You couldn’t help but lick your lips, remembering how soft his blond locks feel between your fingers whenever you pull on his hair. The print in his sweats made you gulp, you needed to mentally prepare yourself for another night with him, the ache between your legs building up enough that you needed to move around a bit, unable to shake away the thoughts of Naruto slowly penetrating you.

As much as the two of you made a habit of fucking every now and then, he was just so big he always needed to slowly guide himself inside of you, encouraging you to let him in, his large girth too much for you to take all at once, never mind his length. “Oh my gosh…”, you sighed, deciding to stop fantasising over the image he sent you and simply text him back: I’m excited to see you! :), I’m halfway done, but how am I supposed to stay focused with you sending me such slutty images? Are you partying tonight?

Hoping he would say yes. You needed some motivation to get your work done, and knowing he’d be home all alone would be too much of a distraction. As soon as you put your phone down it buzzed, Naruto responding rather quickly. You picked up the phone, biting your finger.

I wanna see you this weekend, finish and come stay with me, we have a lot to catch up on, I’ll be really disappointed if I have to wait any longer…you know how I get when I’m in a bad mood, unless you want me in one on purpose?

You felt your heartbeat inside your pussy, your entire body warm again, the ache in your pussy now uncomfortable. You quickly responded: Okay, I think I’ll be able to finish by tonight…I’ll call you later.

Turning your phone off, you placed it in the back pocket of your pants, taking in a deep breath to calm your nerves. As much as you refused to admit it, deep down, it was pretty obvious Naruto knew how to make you submit. His sex was so intense the idea of him “punishing you”, frightened you in the most arousing way. You wanted to avoid it…but you also loved the idea of that happening. Well…let me finish my work then, you swallowed, returning to your desk completely having forgotten to eat, your arousal ruining your appetite.

Focusing on your schoolwork sometimes helped with getting your mind off of things. You were almost done referencing your last assignment when your tummy began rumbling. Fuck…I really need to eat, you thought, gasping when you realized how late it was. No fucking ways its already nine pm, it was still a bit bright outside…what the fuck. Laying down on your bed, you continued watching The Simpsons , eating some of the leftover pizza Temari had ordered last night. It was almost eleven pm, Temari probably went straight to the party after running her errands, the sky a dark orange as the sun set. Your phone buzzed where it was charging on the nightstand, your heart skipping a beat wondering if it was Naruto, and of course it was, who else would it be. “Hey Naruto…”, your soft voice like music to his ears. “Heyyy princess, what’s up?” And for the life of you, you just couldn’t get over how sexy his voice was, wondering what he was doing while on the phone with you. “I just finished eating, I lost track of time and only got to eat now at like 9:30..”, you said, rolling over to lay on your back. “Damn, were you focusing on your work?”. “Yeah, exactly haha”. “That’s my girl, I see you’re serious…so you’re done with that I’m assuming?”, he asked, his tone a little more serious.

You were thankful that your last two assignments were quick and easy, curious about how he’d react if you never got to finish. “Yea! I’m all done”, you replied. “That’s awesome, I’m glad you got it done, good girl”, he said, his praise making your stomach jump. You missed hearing him say those words. “Thank you…”, you squeaked, thankful that he wasn’t there to witness your blushing. “Sooo, sounds like you’re at home tonight?”. “Yea, I didn’t feel like going, Sasuke went though, since Sakura would be there”. “And you stayed in since I stayed in too…you copycat”, you teased. “That’s not true, I wanted to try out this new game, you know I barely have time to play with training and missions”, he quickly defended himself, “Haha sure thing babe…so is that all you’re doing tonight?”, you asked. “Well maybe if the gods favour me tonight, I can pick you up…and you can sit on my lap and watch something with me?”, he asked…a silence lingering for a few seconds. “I’ll try my best to behave”, he added, crossing his fingers in hopes to hear you say yes. “Okay that sounds good then…but when do you ever behave Uzumaki”, you teased. “Yes! Well, I’m coming to get you in a few minutes, be ready okay?”. “Okay!”

Overcome with excitement you immediately jumped up to grab your duffel bag, rummaging through your wardrobe to pack two pretty outfits, you already had some clothes you had left at his place that you’d just wear again, throwing in two pairs of pyjamas, packing your toiletries in a separate toiletry bag and a pair of sneakers as well as some slippers, already wearing a different pair of sneakers for the road. By the time you finished taking a shower and getting dressed, you heard a knock at the door, grabbing your stuff and placing them down before opening it. “Hey”, you blushed, trying to play it cool. “Hey”, he smiled, his taller, bulky frame crowding yours to lean in for a hug, wrapping his arms around your waist, easily lifting you up, your legs wrapping around his waist. “Are these all your bags?”, he asked, looking over your shoulder to see them lying beside his feet. “Yep!”, you squeaked, lifting your head up to look at him, he smelled so delicious, like sleep and vanilla, your mouth watering at the thought of licking him. Without placing you down, he lifted up your two bags in his free hand and had you shut the door for him before carrying you to his hellcat parked in your driveway.

Gently placing you down, he opened the door for you, placing his large hand on your head as you went in to keep you from bumping your head against the top. You bumped your head there once trying to enter the car too quickly and he made sure to never let that happen again. “Thank you”, you smiled, Naruto winking at you before shutting the door. After packing your things in the back, he came around to join you inside the car, your minute of silence over as he stepped in, shutting his door, resting his elbow on the arm rest as he reached his free hand to gently grab the back of your neck, his fingers slipping in between your braids while his thumb caressed the side of your face, drawing you in close to kiss you, his lips much softer than you remember against yours, his hand on your neck keeping you in place as he prolonged the kiss, pulling a moan from you as his lips meshed with yours.

For a solid two minutes, he made out with you, refraining from using his tongue even when you tried your luck with your own, a soft whimper of frustration leaving your lips when he still didn’t give in. Unable to hold your breath in any longer, you placed your hand on his chest softly pushing at him, Naruto finally breaking the kiss, his warm breath against your lips from the little space he left between the two of you, his hand still on your neck, moving to palm your cheek, a small smile decorating his handsome face, dimly lit by the light in the car. “Hey”, he said. “Hey”, you smiled, genuinely happy to see him. “I missed you '', you couldn’t help but admit, worry filling your eyes when he didn’t respond. “I missed you too princess”, he finally spoke, making you release a breath you didn’t realise you held in.

There was something different about the atmosphere tonight, Naruto finally pulling away from you to fasten his seatbelt. “You ready?”, he smiled, his usual warm nature easing the anxiety that sparked up in your chest. “Yeah!”, you replied, Naruto putting his hand out for you to hold…as usual. He was always so sweet, but still, something about tonight felt different.

Laying down on him with your cheek pressed against his chest was exactly what you needed, Naruto’s big hands caressing your arm, back and occasionally rubbing over your butt, had all the built up stress from the week slowly melting away, your eyes droopy as you fell deeper into relaxation. Naruto had put on a really good action movie, one that you’d recommended for y’all to end the night, even though he knew you wouldn’t last throughout it. Your day alone seemed busy enough that he wondered if you needed rest, still chatting with you about your week to help you stay up. It seemed like you really wanted to.

“Yeah so I was just so annoyed with how she spoke to me, like I’m literally paying money out of my own pocket to be there, fuck her!”, you complained, venting about how bitchy your literature lecturer was towards you for being late on Tuesday morning. “Nah, fuck her seriously. If you need me to back you up I always can, you know that '', he said, hyping you up. “Yeah I know that, thank you”, you replied, the two of you barely concentrating on the movie. “So Sakura and Sasuke were really fucking loud enough that you cloudn’t sleep?”, you laughed, “They were so fucking loud I had my headphones on and I could still hear them”, Naruto whined, totally pissed off about the whole situation. Sasuke was his roommate, and they’d made a rule about loud fucking, which he clearly broke two times in a row.

The two of them just hadn’t been getting along lately. “That’s crazy haha, you can always come crash with me if it gets too noisy”, you suggested, “So Sasuke can think he won?” , Naruto asked you, making you giggle. “Maybe you can come over and we can show them how it's really done”, he said, a rush of heat flowing through your body as you tried to giggle his comment away, his hand brushing over your ass again, but this time stopping to firmly squeeze it, silencing you. “You know…I couldn’t stop thinking about you this past week”, he mentioned, his hand now finding its way into your pants, the thong you wore leaving your ass cheeks bare for him to squeeze, making him grunt in approval. “Really?”, you asked, “Even while you were kicking ass, protecting the village and stuff?”, you teased.

“I literally got hard in the middle of a meeting with Kakashi Sensei ”, he admitted. “No ways!”, you laughed, Naruto’s hand squeezing you hard enough your laugh quickly turned into a whimper. “Yes ways…it's getting bad y/n…you need to cure me”, he said almost helplessly, like this was life threatening. “Why are you wearing these in this weather anyway?”, he asked, a frown of disapproval on his face as he tried to tug on your sweats. You lifted your hips up to help him get them off of you, left in a pair of socks, your thong and your white mini tee. “Such a hassle huh?”, he teased, but you were too hot and bothered to acknowledge his comment, quickly growing shy and quiet as Naruto easily scooped you up to sit you on his lap, shifting up the bed so he could rest against some propped up pillows, shifting you so you sat in between his legs, your back resting against his chest and his hands began creeping up your shirt, cupping both your covered breasts in his hands giving them a gentle squeeze as he examined the weight of them in his hands.

Taking turns to gently squeeze and knead each soft mound as he spoke in your ear, his warm breath tickling your skin, goosebumps appearing on your arms. “Hmm, it's bad enough that I might need you for more than just one night at a time”, he said, “What do you mean?”, you asked, trying to not whimper so easily, but you were melting under his touches. His hands just held a roughness that you’d grown addicted to, desperately wanting to feel the flesh of his calloused palms against your bare breasts. “I mean…I barely got enough of you last weekend. I want to take my time with you…until I’m thoroughly satisfied”, he spoke, squeezing both of your breasts especially rough at the end of his sentence, unintentionally grinding his pelvis up into your lower back, his erection poking you hard enough that it felt a bit uncomfortable. As much as you wanted to speak, you were so hot you wondered if your voice would come out right. Swallowing before opening your mouth, “Thoroughly satisfied?”, you asked in the softest voice, one he wouldn’t have heard if he wasn’t so close to you, curious as to what that meant, is he trying to imply that you don’t satisfy him enough? What more could you possibly do for this man. You can barely handle things as they are already.

“Yea, but don’t worry about it too much, of course I’ll teach you how to satisfy me…if you’re willing to learn”, he said his thumbs flicking back and forth over your nipples, making you bite your lip to suppress any sounds, embarrassed to be moaning so early in the game. “What do you want me to do?”, you asked breathlessly, trying to control your tone so you didn’t whimper, but you couldn’t help but gasp loudly when he gave both your nips a firm pinch, your back arching at the sudden stimulation. You could no longer hold back your moans when he began tweaking them, the fabric of your shirt coupled with the pressure of his fingers too good to resist.

“Well, I can’t get over how responsive you are, just look at you”, he whispered, licking your earlobe and softly nibbling on it as he began tweaking your nipples a little harder, your body shuddering as you tried to adjust to the constant stimulation, rubbing your feet against the bed as you kept on arching into him, wanting more of this, the shirt you had on irritating you enough that you brought your hand up to attempt to lift it up, Naruto temporarily stopping his pleasurable actions to help you.

Cupping your bare, supple mounds and kneading them once again. They were impossibly soft, Naruto very faintly moaning in the crook of your neck as he fondled them to his heart's content. “Will you do me a really big favour princess?”, he asks, tweaking your nipples once again, a bit harder than before, softly nibbling your neck when you moaned loud enough for him to hear you. “I love how easy it is to have you making those sweet sounds princess”. “Okayy”, you whimper, biting your lip to try to tame the noises you wanted to make.

“You know what else I love, making you cum, listening to your screaming and the feel of you pulling tugging on my hair and scratching me, even when I’m working, I can’t shake away the way you beg and plead for me”, he confessed, increasing the pressure he put on your nipples, leaving you barely able to stop constantly whimpering. This was just too easy for him. “ Just like that princess. Do you want to satisfy me?”, he asked, your eyes connecting with his, the neediest look in your face as you nodded your head. “Yes”, you whispered, Naruto smiling, leaning down to take you in for a kiss, his tongue finally penetrating your mouth, one hand leaving you nipple to wrap itself around your neck, keeping you in place as he wrestled your tongue with his, softly moaning with you when you began sucking on it, breaking away from you to gently nibble on your lips, tugging on your bottom lip before sucking it, you could seriously kiss him forever, you thought to yourself.

Breaking the kiss, always sucked, keeping your eyes closed in hopes that he’d lean back in to continue, but instead, he placed both his hands under your arms, swiftly scooting you up so you sat up a bit more, Naruto pulling you down with him as he leaned further into the pillows, his hands now working on removing your thong, easily slipping them off of you, one of his hands on your thigh, holding you open for him. Spitting on his fingers, he lowered them to begin rubbing circles on your clit, sliding his middle finger further down your folds only to realise how much of a soaking puddle you already were.

Lubing up his fingers with your slick, he began making those circles with just the pad of middle finger against your clit, managing to kiss you once again, his mouth never leaving yours this time, his middle finger working those circles before alternating to flicking your bud, quickly making you crumble, your body jerking in his hold as began to feel your first orgasm creep up on you, softly moaning into the kiss, his finger unceasing its actions on your now sensitive bean. You knew what was coming, breaking the kiss to look at Naruto. This part right after one orgasm subsided was always the hardest to take, but it was just your first orgasm, you could easily handle this. “Ohhh”, you moaned, trying to keep your eyes on his as the pleasure began to build up again, feeling your second orgasm quickly gain on you, Naruto never faltering from the slow circles then fast flicks, his eyes never leaving yours as your oragsm finally caught up with you, your hand rubbing his arm, trying to handle the pleasure you wanted to endure for him. To satisfy him.

Before your orgasm was even over, his middle finger penetrated you, quickly followed by his ring finger, making you scream in surprise, his fingers immediately working your g spot, a pleasure way different from what you felt on your clit building up deep inside of you, Naruto simply watching all the desperate facial expressions you made, thinking to himself…cute.

It didn’t take long for you to feel like you’d cum again, this orgasm much more intense than the first two, your hand grabbing his forearm. You wanted him to stop because you couldn’t bear the pressure, but you were also aware of the kind of pleasure you’d succumb to if he didn’t stop, but the closer you got to orgasm the harder it was for you to not push him away, deciding to grip onto his shirt instead, uncontrolled whimpers leaving your mouth when you orgasm finally hit you, small spurts erupting from your pussy as Naruto continued working his fingers against your gspot, making you scream, the pleasure now unbearable.

Even though you’ve been through more than this, it was still tough to take, screaming a little louder at his onslaught. You couldn’t control how much you gushed as Naruto continued to finger you, “There you go princess, just like that, good girl”, he praised you. You were physically unable to control yourself, jerking in his hold so much that he had to readjust you to hold you closer to him, his fingers never stopping even for a second. “Oh fuck!”, you cried out, screaming again when you came once more, Naruto’s pants growing wetter with each passing moment, only focusing on your beautiful face as you rode out every orgasm so well.

“Good girl, you’re doing such a good job princess”, Naruto said above your whimpers, finally removing his fingers from your pussy to slip out from under you, placing you on your back against the pillows, repositioning himself in between your legs, kissing and nibbling on your thighs as you got comfortable, enjoying the sounds of your soft whimpers as your slowly came down from that intense orgasm. “You doin okay?”, he asks, his lips spreading into a grin tamer than his usual wild one, reminding you that there really was nothing to be anxious about. As intimidating as it was to watch him prepare to make you cry, like he did the last time, his aura still held a bit if compassion. But last time he was really mean, you thought, your heart skipping a beat at the memory of those soul draining orgasms, biting your lip when he planted small kisses on your clit, patiently waiting for your answer.

“Yea…”, you answered softly, your brows furrowing in worry as he parted your lips with his thumbs. “Mmmhmm!”, you involuntarily moaned as he began flicking your overly exposed clit, the pad of his thumb rapidly moving back and forth, over the swollen little bean, your mouth hanging open as you immediately began panting hard, Naruto’s eye’s the darkest blue you’d ever seen them as he observed your beautiful face. “You’re too cute to resist princess, I could play around with you forever”, he casually spoke, that same grin still dressing his handsome face, making you feel all too vulnerable as the pleasure quickly built up.

Without thinking, you brought your hand in between your legs to grab his thumb, your clit so sensitive you wondered if you could actually go through with such direct stimulation. Gently grabbing your wrist, Nauto raised a brow at you, “Why are you stopping me?”, he asked, planting another kiss right on your clit. “Mmm! Nooo..it's a bit much”, you spoke ever so sweetly, hoping he’d understand. “Princess, do you wanna satisfy me?”, he asked, casually darting his tongue out to lick a trail between your folds, your hips slightly jerking. “Yeaa!”, you whined, tears stinging your eyes from the sheer intensity of the atmosphere. Naruto could tell you were already overwhelmed, smiling at just how adorable you were, the mere thought of him eating you out was too much for your head to handle. He wanted you bad.

“Then don’t stop me again”, he said, his face suddenly serious as he guided your hand to his head, the feel of his soft hair gracing your fingers once again, “Or else I’ll just have to tie you up, and devour you to my heart's content”, he said as he winked, your tummy twisting at the sight of the predatory way he eyed your clit, spreading your folds apart with this fingers once again, his warm mouth instantly sucking on the little bean, quickly letting go with a soft pop, his thumb returning to continue torturing your clit, the loud cry leaving your mouth encouraging him to alternating with his actions, the heat of his mouth sucking your clit and the rapid flicking of his thumb resulting in another instantaneous orgasm. Slamming your head back into the pillows, the pleasure was incredible, your brain short circuiting when he decided to keep his mouth on you, his hot tongue circling your clit while he sucked. How could you be aware of how hard you yanked on his hair or how hard you accidentally kicked the heel of your foot into his shoulder as he forced you to this level of pleasure.

One second you were screaming and the next you were breathless, returning to your screams as you zoned out for god knows how long, bringing your other hand to his head to pull his hair hard, hoping you could get a break, unable to utter a word through your loud moans. How the hell were you supposed to satisfy Naruto if all your orgasm were gonna be like this intense. “Naruto!”, you cried, your voice cracking as tears began flooding your eyes again. “Fuuuck!”

Naruto simply couldn't get enough, the pain of your fingers nearly ripping his hair out his head not phasing him one second as he continued to suck and lick on your clit, your entire body spasming and you weren’t sure if you were cumming again or if this was the same orgasm, Naruto finally letting go when your squirting almost drowned him, spraying all over his face before he quickly moved his head to the side, your opportunity to quickly shut your legs, cupping your pussy as your body still violently shook.

Naruto let you be, backing away to stand up and pull his sweats off, freeing his raging hard before crawling back to you, easily separating your legs apart to lay in between them. “Haha”, he chuckled, grabbing your wrists in each hand to pin them on the pillows on either side of you. “Hey, hey princess”, he softly called, planting kisses against your warm face, hushing you. “Shhh, baby, you did so well, its okay.”

Wiping the tears off your cheeks, he wouldn’t stop kissing you, letting go of your wrists to wrap his arms around you, forcing your arms as weak as they were to wrap around his neck, slowly but surely catching your breath again, your clit so sensitive you decided you’d bite him if he touched it again. “There you go princess…are you okay?”, he asked, his question muffled as he nuzzled your neck, but you could still hear him, slowly gaining all your senses again, your legs numb and your tummy tingling as the pleasure still deliciously embraced you. “Holy fuck”, you whimpered, your fingers running through Naruto’s hair once again, gently scratching his scalp to sooth yourself too, the heat of his naked body pressed against yours comforting.

“Damn…that was intense huh?”, he said, “Are you okay princess?”.

“Naruto”, you whispered, your throat tender from the screaming session you’d just endured. “I can’t handle that at all…fuck!”. “What?”, he asked, slightly lifting himself up to look at you. “But you took that like a champ baby? That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen…you were fucking amazing, I can tell you’re gonna get used to this in no time, or how else will you keep up with me?”, he spoke, brushing a braid out of your face before planting a kiss on your lips, moaning at how soft they were, melting between his own, only able to enjoy the kiss for a little while before breaking away,

“Shhh baby, you’re fine, you’re okay I promise”, he reassured you. He could still feel your body slightly shivering beneath him and you couldn’t help but whimper every now and then. Maybe he went too far. “God…Naruto you promised you’d be gentle”, you whined. If you had the strength to slap him on his arm you would, but you were totally spent. “Princess I was being gentle…and you did a really great job taking it…thank you, I’m really impressed…but I’m not quite satisfied”, he said, rubbing the tip of his dick between your folds, your pussy so messy he was confident he’d slip right in…even if it had been a week.

He knew it could be a bit of a squeeze sometimes, but with how drenched you already were, tonight might go smoother than other nights. “Naruto!”, you whimpered, “Yes princess?”, he said, his dick twitching at how needy you sounded, not sure if you were begging or whining. “Ohh my fuck!”, you gasped, moaning at the stretch of his tip slowly digging inside of you.Your hand quickly crawled under his arm to place your hand on his hip. Naruto knew you could barely handle him, excited to wipe away all your incoming tears. With how slippery and tight you felt around him, he was sure he was going to wreck you tonight. “Shit”, he moaned, pulling back to try again, eager to go a little deeper but he needed to take your comfort into consideration.

Penetrating you again, he managed to go halfway, quickly kissing you to swallow the sharp scream that followed, repeating the action, refraining from going any deeper than he already was, waiting for you to loosen up a bit more. You couldn’t help the stream of cuss words and moans that fell from your lips while Naruto slowly fucked you, steadily pumping himself in and out of you, careful to only go halfway, the curve of his dick allowing the tip to massage your g spot in the worst way for you, your fingers digging into his side to manage the electrical pulses of pleasure running though you with every stroke. “Goood!!”, you whimpered, Naruto’s blue eyes lost in yours as he kept to his sinister rhythm, smiling every time your eyes rolled or you swore, breathlessly panting his name.

It took everything in him to not go feral as he took in your every reaction, thrusting a little deeper with every passing second. You could barely breathe, Naruto’s hand reaching for your lower back to pull you closer, groaning into your neck as he tried to go deeper, your pussy clenching him so well it was his turn to start panting. He was so deep inside of you, you couldn’t help but push his hips with your hands, wondering when you’d finally go insane, squeezing your eyes shut and opening them again, throwing your head back into the pillows moaning so loud Naruto knew you were close, your thighs squeezing him tight, but that didn’t stop him from moving his hips in circles, alternating between pounding you and rotating his hips, your moans now desperate, needy cries as he purposefully kept you on edge, thrusting deep inside of you and holding it there when he thought you were about to bust.

“Narutooo! Please! Fuck”, you begged, chocking on your words as tears fell down the corner of your eyes. “Okay princess, should I go faster?”, he asked, the sound of his hips clapping against yours growing louder as he picked up the pace, his face only a few inches from you, whispering words that definitely pushed you over the edge. “I’m gonna make you cum so fuckin hard do you understand princess?”, he said, his voice so low and deep, seductive enough to speed up the process, his hips moving faster, his thrust a little harder as he drilled you.

He wasn’t sure if you were begging or pleading, your words incoherent as you got closer to where he wanted you, your legs shivering on either side of him. “Yea, I’ll fuckin make a mess out of my little princess huh?”, he teased, grinning to himself when you finally came, your cries so intense he felt like god for a minute, you made him feel so powerful, so wanted, your pussy pushing him out as you continued to gush all over him, Naruto quickly grabbing his dick to rub on it, trying to shove it back inside of you, but you came so hard he needed to wait a while, opting to lower himself and spread your legs open, his muscles flexing as he held your shaky self down, drinking up some of the liquid pouring out of you, slurping your poor little clit while at it, “noooo!”, you cried, Naruto greedily sucking on your clit, keeping you on this mind numbing high.

There wasn’t much you could do to stop it, your entire body involuntarily convulsing as your brain attempted to handle the pleasure. Finally leaving your clit alone, he came up with a satisfied sigh, as though he had just drank from the fountain of life, wiping his mouth before nestling himself between your legs once again, bring each shaky leg on top of his shoulder, lining himself with your sopping puss, biting his lip as he sunk most of length inside of you with a single thrust, his thumbs wiping the tears now freely falling down your cheeks.

“That was amazing princess, again okay?”, he softly said. “N-nooo Na- naruto, br-b-break!”, you begged, choking on your tears, as he continued to thrust inside of you. “Uh uh…not yet, but I promise I’ll give you your break, sweet thing, I’m so proud of you”, he said, amused by your current state. He was seriously having so much fun, his hips smacking yours as he went a little harder. “Na-Naruto!”, you begged, only stroking his ego as he took pleasure in fucking your limp body to his hearts content. “Yes baby, look at how pretty you are'', he said, wiping the drool from your mouth away, your moans ragged and choked, screaming when he changed his angle just a bit, hitting a spot inside of you that caused a reaction that even surprised him. “Damnit princess, you’re fucking squirting, its so good huh? It’s okay pretty girl, cum as much as you want, I'll help you, there you go”

Your eyes fluttered open in the dimly lit room. You didn’t remember falling asleep, shutting your eyes tight to gather your memories, the intense ache between your legs instantly reminding you of the fucking down you endured. Attempting to shift, you couldn’t at all, a heavy weight keeping you pinned down to the bed, the feel of hot kisses pressing against your cheek reminded you of Naruto’s presence. “Naruto”, you whispered. “Oh hey princess! Welcome back!”, he happily spoke. You remembered that Naruto had the best mattress your body had ever laid on, feeling like you were sinking into a cloud with his weight pressing into you. “What happened?”, you asked, your body so numb and relaxed, you knew you’d be getting the most heavenly sleep of your life soon. “You passed out on me princess…”. “What?”, you asked, and you remembered. Naruto was fucking you hard enough that the orgasm you had ended you, moaning at the memory, your pussy aching as though it missed housing him.

“Yea…it might of been a little too much for you to handle baby. But I’m still so proud of you…even though you kind of left me behind there hehe”. “You didn’t cum?’, you gasped. “Oh…I’m sorry baby”, you yawned, enjoying the warm kisses he bathed you in. “I’d offer you a blowjob but i don’t think I can actually move haha”. You’d never felt so sleepy, excited to finally call it a night. “Oh no princess, you don’t have to move at all, but you are going to come one more time for me”. You’re eyes shot open. “What!”, you gasped, was it even possible for you to cum again. “Well babe I’d still like to cum too…”, he said. “Oh my god Naruto”, you whimpered at the feel of his dick pressing into your entrance, your gasp turning into a moan, the stretch a bit more intense despite the previous fucking. You lay on your front now, your thighs press together as Naruto dived deep inside of you, one of his arms wrapped around your torso, his other hand wrapped around your neck, his mouth right beside your ear. “You can surely handle another orgasm for me yes?”. His question came across as a challenge. Will you ever get used to this? “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of my princess very well, but you need to take care of me too. Fair?”. “Yea”, you whimpered, his hips moving slowly, Naruto’s dick now sensitive, he felt like he would come quick, wondering if he should just go fast and hard to speed up his orgasm, and spare you any more of this. He immediately set to a fast pace, thrusting his hips hard at the feel of your walls kissing every inch of his dick, the hand around your neck now covering your mouth to silence your screams.

You couldn’t do much to alleviate yourself of the pleasure, having to take it head on with Naruto’s weight pinning you down. “Princess”, he moaned loud, sinking his teeth into your neck as he increased the pace, your stomach dropping as you felt yourself reach your peak, screaming into Naruto’s palm, your throat hurt. “Fuck baby, you’re so close, i can feel it, wait for me im almost there!”, he moaned, whimpering your name as his thighs began shivering. All you could do was continue to helplessly moan, Naruto letting go of your mouth to grip the pillow beside your head, and you honestly wondered if you could handle this pleasure any longer, your entire body growing tingly as you also neared your peak, the two of you screaming each others names in ecstasy as you both came hard, Naruto panting hard against your neck, “I fucking love you”, he said, so in the zone he didn’t realize what he had just said, and you were too flustered to think about it too much, whimpering into the pillow your face rested on. Pulling out of you, he decided to lay on top of you for a while, both your bodies still twitching as you calmed down. “You’re the fucking best y/n”, Naruto confessed, rubbing his cheek against yours as he wrapped his arms tighter around you. You couldn't help but giggle at how mushy Naruto was, deciding to join in this silly moment. Why not after all. “I missed you so much, thank you Naruto”, you smiled, Naruto showering your face with more warm kisses. “This might be too much to ask, but do you think you can stay up for a shower? I don't want this night to end so soon”, he asked, making you giggle. “I’m spending the night silly”, you reminded him. “Yeah but still, I wanna spend more time with you before we sleep…pretty please?”. “Okay then”, you sighed sarcastically. “Yass!!”, you heard Naruto exclaim, giggling once again before he began seriously attacking you with kisses. “Naruto!”, you laughed, unable to push him off of you because of your position. “Okay haha, i just can’t get enough of those giggles, I’ll go run the shower then”.

You didn't think it was possible but you felt even heavier after your shower, Naruto literally did all the work for both of you. You simply had zero energy left to do anything. “You need to recharge '', he said, recommending none other than ramen, which you couldn't say no to. You really only ate ramen when you were with him, so why not.

“So uhm…”, you began to speak, clearing your throat, “You said some stuff back then”. “Oh..yeah..that”, Naruto blushed, his cheeks turning pink when he remembered all the sweet talk from earlier on. “I meant it though”, he said, scratching the back of his head, a soft smile on his face while he held eye contact with you. “I've fallen for you princess…what do you think about that?”. “Well, I’d be lying if I told you I didn't feel the same way…I’m falling for you too”, you shyly responded, playing with the boiled egg in your ramen. “Well, I'm happier being around you”, Naruto added. “Maybe we can spend a little more time together you know…engaging in more than just sex”. “What do you mean?”, you wondered, not sure if he was asking you out or not. “I’d like to be your boyfriend”, he said, casually scarfing down some ramen, looking over at you when you didn't respond. “Please?”, he added, smiling when you giggled into your hand. “Yes, that sounds good…be my boyfriend”.

The confession of love between the two of you did not alter your relationship all that much, apart from how often the two of you spent time together, your friends nothing but happy for the two of you…

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abs-2020 · 11 months

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Aye Papi~

Caught in a web

Who?- Miguel O’Hara x Female Reader

Warnings?- nsfw minors DNI fluff, pet names, nsfw, violence, gun,blood, and bondage, Miguel being possessive, and dominant. Clitorus play! Praising! Teasing. Holding back.

!This will be a more then one part story!

What? - you grew tired of Miguel hiding who he was so you left. Never getting over him. a year later you find yourself caught in his web once again. Only this time he’s not letting you go. Not now, not ever.

More? Bit of a slow burner No ATSV spoilers ‘Y/N and Miguel thoughts quoted like this’ Miguel’s pov, thought, and speech like this. ~Time stamps like this~ some Spanish, reading will clarify some words. Chispita -little spark.. bit of a slow burner!!!! Next chapter contains more ;)

!will be more than a one part sorry!

This is also my first ever story! Please let me know what I should fix!

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“What are you hiding miguel….” youd say in a whisper not even a mouse could hear

Miguel’s eyes were now staring deep into yours piercing the entirety of your soul. He towered over you reaching for your chin and squeezing it tight. His hand was warm, rough, and covered in calluses. (I’m sorry) the thought would cross your mind, you wanted to say it to Miguel. Miguel never said anything he’d just stare and look at you take all of you all of your so called ‘beauty’ until he did.

“Why did you leave me?”’

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~Present time~

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* you’d jolt up to the sound of your alarm, your dream playing over and over through your head.

“Because you couldn’t just tell the truth” you’d answer his question

It had been a year since you completely vanished from Miguel’s life, he lied about almost everything. You ended to grow tired of it. You knew he was more then he had told it was what he was that you weren’t sure of. Miguel was dark, not just his person but everything around him. Except for you. And then he’d lost you. You and Miguel never dated…close, maybe if you hadn’t run away, maybe he’d have opened up by now. Even still Peter B had always warned you to be carful of Miguel, why? he never told. Peter was weird too in a way, you were sure he was hiding his own things much like Miguel but you couldn’t just run away from Peter, you two had been friends since 3rd grade. Well you were in 3rd grade. Peter was much older but you lived next to each other so how could you have not become friends. At that point you were starting to think it was normal for everyone in your life to be hiding something from you. Peter had not always been like that tho, hiding. only once he had gotten to high school, that’s when he got weird, never around, always cut or brushed. Much like Miguel had been a lot of the times you were still ‘talking’

You turned your head to the alarm clock on your night stand shutting it off and *BZz BZz BZz* reaching back to the alarm clock you would press the silence button a couple more time but the buzzing didn’t stop and for a second you would stare blankly at it still trying to figure out what it was that was making that sound, and then you’d shoot up out of your bed hitting the floor. “Ouch” quickly standing up and rummaging through your pillows and blankets trying to find your phone. ‘Shit shit, it was here—

“ yes!” Picking the phone up you quickly hit the accept call button

“Hello!”You’d say in a excited tone

The other end of the line was silent too silent…

“Um hello?” The excitement was now gone and you had a bad feeling in your stomach. You weren’t sure why but you didn’t feel right.

Still it was silent and then it hung up.

“Eww” you’d state in an annoyed tone your heart coming down from its high

The time on your phone read 7:35am and you quickly got up and started to get ready doing your make up hair and putting on( your favorite outfit). Looking in the mirror you would blow yourself a kiss and then give a couple more poses before saying

“I’m hot”

you had plans to get lunch with Peter B, Mj wouldn’t be able to make it unfortunately. tho it was initially her idea. She still wanted the two of you to go. So you could catch up.

~A few moments later ~

“HEYY!” Peter would shout in excitement as you walked up to the booth he was sitting at

“Hey Peter.”’ You’d give a soft smile and he gestured you to sit down in-front of him, so of course you did, but Invitation or not you would have sat down.

“So what’s the news with you kid” He’d say a gleam in his eye as if he was dying to know, just how boring your life was. For some reason tho you were excited to tell him just how boring it has been.

“You know it’s sad just how excited you are to hear about my boring-“ you were cut off by the sound of gunshots, screaming and a blast. You Opened your eyes to smoke and glass shards, you were on the floor the blast had been a bomb and you were shot right out of your booth, you were looking for Peter but he wasn’t on the floor nor was he one of the many people running to try to exit the restaurant you watched as some of them dropped dead they were being shot!… you were going to get shot! you had to play dead…but… where was Peter?

“Pet—“ you’d clench and grab your chest “Peter!” You’d look around, tears were filling your eyes and you tried to stand but to no avail you were still on the floor you felt weak and your limbs felt heavy. you sat up wincing in pain and you looked to your legs. They were there! ‘Thank god’ but covered in blood with glass shards sticking out of parts of them. ‘I need to find Peter, I have to find Peter!.’ You went to reach and pull the shards out from your legs but immediately stopped ‘I’ll bleed worse, keep them there they are stoping the bleeding’

“SPIDER-MAN!” You’d hear a woman shout and it felt as though you were the luckiest person alive. Spider-Man was coming to save you.

“Oh shit.” A man carrying a gun would run to you lifting you up and holding the gun to your head backing into the corner. You thought to yourself that he was smart for backing up into the corner. How foolish giving credit to criminals.

“You come in here Spider-Man and I’ll shoot her pretty little face right off!”

He had yelled so loud and his voice was panicked, ‘how could someone who just committed mass murder be scared’.. and you watched as Spider-Man landed in front of the booth you had been sitting at but there was no booth anymore just a giant hole in the wall and still no Peter. You checked the Dead bodies but none had been Peters. you heard a gun fire and for a second you thought you were dead but the pain in your arm was too real. The ringing in your ears making it even more surreal. You looked to your right arm he had just shot it! blood was spitting from it and you started to scream. A blood curdling scream you watched as Spider-Man had used his webs to take the gun, right from the cold blooded killers hands and as you ran to Spider-Man he said one thing

“Hey hey hey kid calm down..or Y/N! I mean shit ma’am calm down please I’ll get you out of here.”

“Peter?” You said weak

You recognized that voice and your eyes went wide, Peter B he was the only one in the world to ever call you kid. For a seconds he said nothing.

“Yeah I’m sorry I should have told you sooner. I’m sorry kid. Just it’s gonna be ok Miguel’s gonna fix you right up.”

And there it was what Peter B had been hiding from you for years..

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~time skip~

It had been two days since then…you heard no hospital monitors and your eyes were adjusting to your surroundings you were just now waking up you lifted your hands to your face in a very groggy manner a sharp pain shooting through your right and you hissed in pain you weren’t in the same clothes you had been wearing when it all happened the clothes you were wearing were oversized and you immediately recognized the sent coming from them ‘thats hilarious I’m dead please tell me I’m dead’ you were in Miguel’s clothes his cologne was radiating off of them and in that instance you remembered the last Hugh you had shared with him. Before you left. And then the thought was replaced he’s probably the one who put me in these clothes.’ The thought of that made your throat dry you looked around and you’re thoughts were correct you were in Miguel’s bed. How did he find you and how the hell did you end up here.

“Miguel” you’d say in a very raspy voice, no one heard you, and no one came.

“Is she ok? Did she find out?” A voice would yell from the kitchen downstairs. It was Miguel’s voice

Miguel….

“No, we’ll yes. She’s smart and she recognized my voice, she’s a smart kid. You know Miguel. I’d been hiding it from her long enough.”

Peter was terrified he was struggling to put his words together. You could feel Miguel’s rage. You remembered that about Miguel it was never hard to tell if he was mad, you could sense it. Feel it. You listened as they argued for about another 10 more minutes…

“Look Miguel, if you really had loved her then you would have not pushed her away like you did and should have been honest about who you were. She’s here now so you might as well try to start.” Peter said in a sorrowful tone

‘Loved you? Loved you ?’ It rattled through your head how could he have loved you he practically watched you leave.

“Yeah, yeah. Ok just get out of here she’s gonna be terrified enough when she wakes up in my bed.” Miguel hissed

The front door closed looking around Miguel’s room his scent was intoxicating like a drug you’d previously been addicted to. You listened as his footsteps trailed from downstairs, upstairs, down the hallways to now just In front of his bedroom doors you shut your eyes closed and pretended to be sleep.

“!FUCK!…so annoying, telling me what I already know.” Miguel whispered to himself angrily

And you listened some more, you heard the front door creak open then swing shut then it was silent for a while… and while it was quiet your ears worked desperately to try and hear anything, footsteps! He was headed upstairs.! At the top of the stairs now he continues, and finally his feet stop at the door

You shut your eyes pretending to be asleep.

The doe quietly swung open then a little *click* followed the door shut. Footsteps made their way past the bed into the closet you could hear him breathing and then you heard the soft sound of clothing hitting the floor.. you could not help yourself you had to see him. ‘I’m no better then a man’ you turned your body to the direction of the closet and Opened your eyes to take a peak. To see Miguel! You wanted to gasp as your eyes rake down his beautiful body, his muscles perfectly carved like renaissance sculpture, some pieces withered.. he had scars along his back. A perfect imperfection.

A slight chuckle would emerge from the depths of his throat filling the room

“Chispita” Miguel took a deep breath in “I know you’re awake. I Can feel your eyes.” Miguel said as he turned his head to look at you

Goosebumps filled your arms

A smirk followed his fangs glistening. Slowly His body followed as he was now facing you. His hand resting on the door. Then his smirk faded as he shut the door on you.

And you realized that the year you spent away from Miguel, you’d never acutely gotten over him. You were caught in his web.

Miguel walked out of the closet wearing sweats and no shirt. . You watched as his eyes traced your upper half. He had a look of determination. He softly licked his lip. And then you remembered.

“Miguel….I’m sorry but how exactly did I end up in your clothes?” Embarrassment was written all over your question.

Heat rising on your cheeks as you waited for the answer. You couldnt bring yourself to look at him.

“Oh. I put you in them.” Miguel said smiling

You could hear his smile as he answered You almost choked your eyes going wide and you threw your hands over your mouth.

“No.” You murmured

“Si, si. I Can say” —

miguel crawled into bed next to you and brought his hand to your chin. It was warm, he was warm. The heat radiating off of his body felt nice. He continued to rub his index finger along your jawline. Then then he squeezed bringing your face to his so your eyes could meet.

“It was not a disappointing sight, it exceeded to be better then what I imagined.” Miguel purred

Miguel looked at you, he look into you. He was proud of the web he’d strung n, he didn’t think it would have been this easy. ‘She is just too easy’ he thought to himself He wanted you. He wanted you to test him, push him and so much more. so he could show you he cared, show you e wasn’t letting you go ever again, so he could punish you, and had an excuse to be anything but gentle with you. He knew you would run again, eventually, he knew you were scared of committing. Even more of committing to him. It was when you would that he was unsure of. Although he knows exactly how he would punish you for it.

Miguel smiled looking into Y/C eyes his head tilting to the side just a bit, he listened as your heart beat grew faster just by simply squeezing your face tighter or bringing his closer to yours. He then let go of your face and took a deep breath in. Composing himself.

You watched as he backed away to compose himself.

And you wanted to tell him to kiss you. Only you didn’t want to be that easy … so you said the only other thing on your mind.

“I’m hungry.” A smile left your lips as you looked at him

“Well like for food not for you…”!! you quickly added

He gave a stare and smiled as if trying to hold back a laugh. He brought his hand to your thigh giving it a squeeze. And Pat Nodding his head.

“Ok.” Miguel said

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~time skip~

You’d been at Miguel’s for three weeks, and in the span of this three weeks you had learned a few things.

1) Miguel O’Hara, was indeed Spider-Man, too.

2) having those duties he was also a very busy man.

3) lastly..he was never going to let you leave…again. Wherever you went he’d be there.

You thought and repeated these three things to yourself over and over again as you stood leaning onto the kitchen island.

then your mind started to wander.

“You dont have to be gentle.”you’d whisper to yourself

You’d bring your hand to the nape of your neck rubbing it softly. Then a squeeze… you’d sigh, releasing air that felt as tho it had been trapped in your lungs for a long time. Your hand would fall back to the countertop. Cold..it was cold and you wanted to be warm..you wanted Miguel.. but he’s been gone for a couple of days and then you remembered the last encounter the two of you had, had.

~f lashback-

Miguel panted as he walked up behind you.

pushing you against the exact kitchen island you were at now thinking of this moment.

His hands traveled from your shoulders slowly to your hips his long fingernails tickling you as he did so. Then he pressed himself against you. A growl leaving his throat. He bent down his hot breath on the nape of your neck. He squeezed your hips tighter. Slowly he invited himself to nibbling the nape of your neck.

“You taste sweet chispita. Do you want me to mark you? So everyone knows who you belong to?” Miguel said in a hot and breathy manner

His nibbles turning into bites and hard suckles. Then he pulled away and flipped you around throwing you up on to island the countertop a tad bit rough. And a clank of your elbows on the countertop followed.

“I’m sorry” he said

You brought your hands to his face and gently planted soft and precise kisses onto his lips.

Miguel hated it..he had to be so careful with you. You weren’t ready handle his intensity. He knew that. He didn’t want to scare you off. He didn’t like you touching him so soft, he felt as tho he didn’t deserve it. It was driving him mad. He turned animalistic when he was like this…he tried his best to keep it from you but his senses grew even more enhanced then normal. His taste, his scent, his sight, his touch…everything

You sat staring up at him with your pretty little doe eyes as he was lost in thought your hands still caressing each of his cheeks rubbing along his cheekbones.

Miguel softly reached for your hands and placed them onto the countertop each hand by its corresponding hip, then he looked at you and your heart flew. His dead eyes, alive and full of life. you were melting right there on the countertop. He could taste your juices in the air.

“M’just going to make sure you keep your hands right here.” Miguel panted biting his lip never breaking eye contact

Miguel then used his web to stick your hands onto the countertop. He hitched his breath as he pulled your hips forward, spreading your legs so he could wrap them around his waist. Your core was spinning and you felt so warm, pressure building up. You’ve never been this far. You’ve never been this turned on. You didn’t know what to do, you weren’t sure what to beg for..or if you even wanted to beg.

You watched as Miguel swiftly took off his t-shirt throwing it to the ground. His hands trailed from your knees to your thighs, his eyes following the movement of his hands and then he stopped right above your heat, both hands and eyes.

You let out a soft whimper.

He looked up to you, you’d already been looking at him. He rubbed his hand along your heat over the cloth and you buckled your hips upward into his hand.

“Cute.” Miguel whispered into your ear

"Te gusta eso, ¿eh?" ("you like that huh?") he cooed

“Bueno…we will keep heater till you have shown me just how much you like it..I’m gonna drain you…. solo para poder saborearte” (just so i Can taste you)

Miguel brought his free hand to your back, holding you up so you didnt have to on your own.

*BZz BZz BZz BZz* a look of anger grew spout Miguel’s face. He slowly stopped. Miguel let the phone ring a couple more time before rushing over to it.

“Lo siento amor, I have to go. Another universe needs me..” Miguel said filled by frustration as he combed through this hair with both hands.

You raked you eyes down to the tent in his pants they went wide. ‘He was big, well of course…Miguel was big everywhere, his finger probably enough but.. he was BIG.’

He helped you down from the counter ripping his web from your hands. He gently kissed you in the forehead gave you one last looks and said

“I dont know how long I’ll be..” he then smiled “don’t run away again chispita…I promise if you do I won’t be so gentle when I find you.” He then disappeared.

~flashback ends~

That’s was three days ago. You were bored, you had desires you needed to fulfill, and most importantly you need to get a few things from home. So home you went. It wasn’t running away, sure if Miguel got back and you were gone you might be in trouble.. but you didn’t take to what he was saying all serious.

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Captain John price x (fem) reader

~Aye Aye sir~

Summary: a new and alluring man unexpectedly moves in next door to you his hulking frame and calm nature drawing you in..

Warnings:(nothing too serious yet) masturbation/explicate images/detailed images/almost getting ran over???

A/U: I didn’t really know what to title this but I’m if anyone has a better suggestion let me know? This is definitely going to have multiple parts tho.. and possibly Simon Riley.

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Your heart was pounding and your chest thumping as sweat ran from your forehead trickling down to your cleavage. Each breath you took was quick and sharp as music blasted in your ears. Each step you took light and swift. You were running, a nice and peaceful morning run. And your body felt like it was beaming with pride and joy each step of the way. This was your favorite part of the day. A morning run. They were always peaceful, long, and never interrupted.

Of course that was until you were making your way across the street only to be met with the sound of screeching tires and a honking horn.

A gasp would leave your throat as you jumped back from a giant silver Ford F150 truck. Salty sweat dripped into your eyes as your heart now raced 10x more than before.

‘Asshole…’

Anger would flash across your eyes in a shimmer as your face contorted with the emotion.

“Asshole!” You’d shout as your brow furrowed.

“FUCKING ASSHOLE!”

Anger would swell inside of you, the powerful emotion caused you to slam your fist against the hood of the truck as you started into the sunglasses of the driver. He looked unfazed his plump lower lip pressed into a hard line, the top one hidden beneath what you had to sadly admit to yourself was a ‘killer beard’. You’d shake your head again.

“Watch where you’re going you dumbass!” You’d shout again.

With that you’d flip the driver off one last time before feeling pleased enough to continue your run with a shake of your head.

‘Idiot.’

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The slam of a car door and the click of a lock fillyour ears as you struggld to carry all of your groceries in your arms. A small grunt would push its way past your lips as you balanced evening in your arms. You looked like what you could only imagine to be a cartoon character and it had you cringing on the inside as you held onto a carton of eggs with your chin praying to god that ‘they don’t fall and crack open’

You’d squeeze your eyes shut for a moment and sigh

“God damn it..” but you’d quickly shake your head and make your way to your front door. If all of this was going to fall it might as well fall while you’re trying to get it to your DAP(distant aiming point).

“Aye, let me help ya with that why don’t cha?”

The accent of what you could only imagine to be a British babebrute filled your ears. Hastily you looked to the left and right of you only to hear a ‘panty dropping’ chuckle.

Whoever was behind you was probably new, someone who’d just moved into the right next to you area you though to yourself. Either that or he’s stayed hidden for a long time.

“At your six love~”

Your eyebrows would shoot up at the name ‘love?’ Your quickly ignore the heat growing in your lower abdomen at the foreign nickname and shake your head. ‘It’s probably a British thing.’ You told yourself.

With a sign you’d turn around. Your grip on your groceries tighter than before. You weren’t 100% when it came to military stuff or knowledge but you knew enough to know what ‘six’ meant. You’d paint a smile on your lips as you turned around to face the new Britain behind you.

“Uh yeah, some help would be nic-“

Your mouth would drop into the shape of an ‘o’ as you can face to face with the man in front of you.

“YOU!”

You’d shout as your brows furrowed at the realization of who the man in front of you was. And he seemed to catch on just as quickly because his eyes widened in realization as he took a small step backwards. And if you were totally honest the small step backwards didn’t help much, because this guy was huge, massive even. His shoulders were wide wide enough to block anything else behind him whistle he stood in front of you. his arms and pecks seemed to bulge out of the way to small grey shirt he was wearing. And you wouldn’t even get started on his forearms, But it wasn’t only his muscle mass, ‘oh god no’ you thought to yourself it was also his height. A good ‘6ft something’ you thought to yourself as you all but oogled(eye fucked) the man in front of you.

And he seemed to notice, a certain tilt of his head and an observant glint in his eyes all but told you he did. He noticed your wandering eyes. He didn’t saying anything though.

Quickly you’d contain yourself and furrow your brows even more your lips twisting into a frown.

“you, you are the idiotic asshole that almost ran me over this morning because your dull ass must’ve been to blind to see me!” You glare up at the bearded brute “either that or you just drive like old people fuck, and that’s bad.”

The Britain’s eyes would widen at your words his mouth falling into a small ‘o’ the expression quickly turning into a faint smirk. You would’ve missed it if you weren’t looking at his lips. Again the Britain would chuckle, sending more heat to your lower abdomen. You’d internally curse yourself for having that kind of reaction to the man that almost ran you over this morning.

His smirk would turn into a smile his facial hair covering most of the upright curve of his lips, it would’ve been hard to miss but his eyes, ‘god his eyes’ you thought to yourself. They were so full of emotion and expression. The little creases that formed around his eyes as he smiled almost melted your heart. Almost..

“Well, I’ll take that as a no then eh?” The brute would make an ‘oh well’ gesture as he casually pivoted to the right and made his merry way back to wherever the hell he came from.

Reality would finally kick in as your anger quickly subsided and turned into regret watching the Brute Britain walk away. Now you had to show how manage to hold all these groceries while you got the house key from your pocket and then above all that some how manage to open the front door.

All by yourself.

Now you were the idiot.

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You would be lying to yourself if you didn’t believe or think that the Britain(next door) was the most beautiful and drop dead gorgeous man you’d ever seen. You’d be an idiot to deny that fact. Downright stupid, so when your fingers started to fiddle with the elastic waistband of your underwear who could blame you? You sure as hell wouldn’t blame yourself. ‘Sure he almost ran me over.’ You though to yourself as your fingers slipped under the elastic fabric and started to inch they’re way to your little bundle of nerves. Slowly, inch by inch, tantalizingly. Images of the brute flashed in your mind a small gasp leaving your throat when the small pads of your fingers finally touched your clit.

You’d bite your lip at the image played out in your head. It wasn’t you touching you, it was him. The British brute. His thick and what you could imagine calloused and rough fingers rubbing slow and tantalizing circles on your clit while his other hand went to rub the tent forming in his black sweats. His deep azul eyes staring right into your pleading one’s, watching, observing every little reaction that came from you. Your face contorting, lips twitching in pleasure, eyebrows furrowing, watching how fast your chest rises and falls, the way your toes curl, hell he even went as far as to listen in on every peep you made so he knew exactly what to do. that’s what the military trained him to do.

Well you could only imagine and assume he was former or still in the military. There was no doubt about it. You’d been around enough military men to know when you see one. For better or for worse…

A small moan would leave your throat at the scene playing out in your head your fingers making quick and needy circles as your hips bucked up into your own hand and your thighs began to tremble. Your chest would rise and fall your breaths heaving as you tried to bite your lip to keep yourself quiet. Getting closer and closer to your wanted high.

His shoulders were huge, wide, and firm. He took up your whole view. He took up everything. He was all you could see, smell, or focus on. And his forearms were no different, his forearms were massive. You watched each muscle contract as his fingers danced around your clit his veins protruding in the most slutry way.

“Yeah that’s right love, come undone with just my fingers. Look and see what I can do to ya.”

Another moan would leave your throat, you were just about to hit your high.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes,-“ you whispered only to be interrupted by 3 harsh knocks on your door.

“Fuck..”

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A/N: sorry I haven’t been writing as much I do apologize, but I hope this will suffice for a bit. This is supposed to be like a series for THIS little “short fic/Drabble” of mine since y’all said you wanted more. Anyways uh I hope you enjoy. :) <3

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