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egyptsblackrose · 3 years

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Teaser / Intro / Chapter 1

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Tonight’s arena has been chosen. Breakers Street, D9, L3. Be there by 10. Make sure your not followed.

You strolled down the dark, empty streets of the utopian city boldly, self assured. No one with half a brain would dare mess with you, that was a fact. Anyone on these back ally’s knew the emblem on your leather jacket; wether they were a gang member, drug dealer, prostitute or desperate fool, they all knew what it meant.

The coded text from that morning had been clear, the scrambled number well known to you and your team. Breaker Street was not a real place, an easy decoy. D was Dock. L was Lot. All to weed out the traitors or undercover cops. The message wasn’t just sent to you, it would have gone out to every member of the “Underground”. Gang leaders, punks, street fighters, dealers, street racers, street dancers. If your office was the street corner, if the ally’s were your hang out spot, you were a part of the Underground. Every crook and idiot teen looking for a thrill and safe place to hang and trade, any lost soul of this weird ass city who didn’t belong in normal society who wanted entertainment. That’s where you came in.

A few buildings away and you could already make out the muffled sound of hard base and cheers. At the door you knocked the new beat for the night, nodding to the man who looked out the window, turning to show him your jacket. The door opened quickly, the large male with multiple tattoos stepping out of your way, bowing in respect. The crowd seemed to part as soon as they saw you, keeping their distance but nodding to you respectfully, offering you a drink. You ignored them all, eyes focused on the centre of the abandoned warehouse.

It hadn’t always been like this, there had been a time where you were a nobody, just another faceless, powerless figure brought to the “safe haven” that was Vortex City, Utopia many people called it. Not you. Not back then. This city had chewed you up and spat you out like you were dirt, no one had ever even noticed you no matter how hard you had tried or how much you begged. This city cares for no one.

Your fame now was down to you, all your own blood, sweat and tears poured into sleepless nights of hard work and determination. You were going to be seen, even if it killed you. And you were, it started on the streets like it did for everyone else in attendance for the night, and people finally paid attention. Then people wanted to be like you, wanted to join you. Most you turned away, or they gave up. But little by little, you found your team, your family, and quickly you became everything to each other.

“Hey Baby” blasted through the multiple speakers so loud they seemed to shake the cement floor. There were no residence for miles, no one would hear, not that it mattered. Hero’s, soldiers, police and the lot wouldn’t get word of tonight’s activities till early morning, and by then everyone and everything will be gone. Not that they’d really care.

Vortex city was a inter dimensional plain, all manner of people walked the streets, living their own lives in their own worlds when they were awake, but once in deep sleep they would wake up here. You had been here for years, never leaving, never waking up anywhere else. Your dreams were a black obis you had learned to soar through. You couldn’t remember how or why, but this was the only existence you knew. THIS was your reality, that’s why you were so set on making it yours, everyone else was just a visitor. This was YOUR story.

Your team turned to you and smiled brightly, quickly moulding their positions to move and mirror yours. After all, your team existed because of you. There was no specific “leader” to your group, but it was a unspoken understanding that you were the closest thing to it for them. They would always follow your lead. Of course they had their own free will, and you could care less if they made their own choices. But you came up with the routines, you were their main fighter, you were the reason they were undefeated. And everyone knew it.

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egyptsblackrose · 3 years

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Dancing with Strangers

This is by far the longest chapter, hopefully I’ve tied all the loose ends and come to a decent conclusion. Stay tuned fro more fics.

Part 1 - https://egyptsblackrose.tumblr.com/post/648370506842701824/a-rose-by-any-other-name

Part 5 -https://egyptsblackrose.tumblr.com/post/654891313044635648/dancing-with-strangers-there-will-be-one-more-part

Part 6- The end, enjoy!

It had been eight months since your first meeting with Gojo Satoru and Kakashi Hatake. This had been the longest relationship either men had ever had, both as a three or on their own. It was also painfully clear how absolutely in love both men were with you, and you with them. The change in the three of you was as clear as day, never had anyone seen each of you so happy - is what you constantly heard from everyone you knew, and when you ran into a friend or relative of theirs… with a few exceptions.

The truth had come out about a month in that Gojo was the one with all the money. A ‘representative of his household’ had come to the apartment to visit and go over ‘matters concerning the family’. Satoru had been so laid back through the whole thing, smirking mockingly at the clearly uncomfortable (stuck up) old butler. He’d grabbed your waist as you were walking towards the door to leave, pulling you down and into his lap. It became clear that he wanted to mess with the man opposite him, even Kakashi seemed in on it because he kissed you sweetly as he walked passed.

Gojo wasn’t able to hide his bitterness when the man finally left though, burying his head into your neck and hugging you tightly. His father had been a politician and his mother a CEO of a successful company, he still had connections because of them and shares that were doing incredibly well. Not to mention their life insurance had been enough to set anyone for life.

“It’s not like I was close to them to begin with.” He’d muttered in a bored manner when you’d teared up at the mention of a Satoru toddler being left alone, surrounded by people who wanted to use him for money, power and influence. The butler was a man hired by his fathers old political party and the other share holders at his mothers company. They apparently weren’t best pleased with him settling for being a small time policeman, had hoped to mould him into their puppet to keep both their money making schemes going.

To cheer the three of you up, Gojo had taken the three of you on a spontaneous trip to an Onsen that one of his friends owns, up in the middle of no where. The beautiful, traditional building with modern interior was nestled on the side of a frigging mountain that could only be reached through a thick, ancient forest.

You were the only three guests, and the workers were even excused for the evening, so it felt like you were the only three in the world with the next person been miles away. Which you were insanely grateful for. Because Kakashi and Gojo had made it a completion between them on who could make you scream the loudest.

Three months later, Kakashi had appeared out of no where behind you while you were cooking dinner, wrapping his arms round you gently and kissing your neck soothingly. “Would you join me for a day out tomorrow?”

“Of course I will,” You giggled, shivering as his lips ghosted over the marks on your neck and shoulders, drawing invisible lines like he was drawing constellations. “Where are we going?”

Hatake was silent for a moment before he squeezed you tighter. “I’m going to introduce you to my father.”

To say you were nervous was an understatement, you had agonised over the right outfit for hours the night before, asking both Miku and Sakura for their help. You should have known better, they had spent the majority of the time gushing over your boyfriends and how serious it was getting between you. After all, no one had ever heard of the two most wanted bachelors introducing their conquests to their family and friends, or even going on trips with their lovers, let alone keeping their interest this long.

Finally settling on one of your favourite outfits; something simple, comfortable and trendy, you kept your make-up light and as natural as possible and called yourself ready. Meeting at their apartment, you were surprised to see Kakashi in his policeman formal uniform. God the man looked dashing. Wearing white gloves, black dress shoes, a smart navy suit, light blue tie, hat tucked under his arm and a smirk on his handsome face.

“Enjoying the view baby?” He teased.

You nodded dumbly, bitting your lip to try hide your smirk. “Just when I thought you couldn’t get any more handsome, you have to go devastate my heart like that.”

“Maybe me and Sato should wear these tonight then.” The suggestion had your thighs clenching, suddenly it was hard to swallow. Hatake chuckled lazily having seen your reaction. “Later baby girl, for now, we have somewhere to go.”

The cemetery was the LAST place you were expecting this day to take you. Kakashi stopped at his fathers tome stone and saluted. It was at least two decades since his fathers death. Kakashi Sakumo, Hatake’s father, had been a respected police detective, and his whole inspirational drive to become a policeman. When Hatake was young, his father had led a team in a drug bust against some of the biggest names in the Yakuza, but had chosen to save his men’s lives rather than capture the villains when things had gone wrong.

The ‘failure’ was a black mark against his name, and soon his was shunned by the media, his fellow detectives and the whole police force. The abuse became so bad, that he took his own life. From then on, Hatake had lived and grown up with Gojo who he was already inseparable with.

“For the longest time…I blamed him too.” Kakashi admitted quietly, holding onto your hand like a life line. “He had a duty to take those dangerous men off the streets, to make the city a safer place for the public, for kids who were in danger of either being hooked onto drugs or joining gangs. Instead he chose to save the lives of his team.” You were silent, what could you possibly say to ease his pain? “But now…” Hatake raised his head with a proud smile. “My views have changed. He didn’t want to chase glory, he just wanted to do the right thing and save lives. In that moment, they needed him, he saw that and did his best. He was willing to die for his men, he didn’t want to see all those family’s mourning for lives he could have spared. I can only hope that one day, I will be as brave as him.”

You are not ashamed to say you cried, standing there looking at the grave of the man who had made Hatake into the man he was. Into the man you loved. You bowed deeply and gave your thanks, promising out loud to take care of his son for as long as you were allowed. Kakashi’s own eyes watered at this as he pulled you close. You don’t know how long you stood there holding each other for, but it didn’t feel like long enough. Part of you thought it would never be enough when it came to the two amazing men who looked at you like you were their whole world.

After the visit, Kakashi had taken you to the old, more traditional part of town so you could go to his favourite restaurant. The two of you were the first to arrive and the last to leave, laughing so much to the point where you were both in tears. It was so light and care free, and you could see the weight just lift off of Hatake’s shoulders.

And when you both finally made it back to their apartment, Gojo was sat on the sofa waiting. Smirking. Also in uniform. That night, not one of you slept.

With your hands locked together in cuffs and blindfold around your eyes, you shook like a leaf in the wind as Kakashi took you from behind, Gojo at your front. If it had been anyone else trying to blindfold you and tie you up, you would have absolutely said no. As it was, Kakashi loved seeing you so vulnerable. So much so that he had stretched your arse as he’d enthusiastically eaten you out, and was now taking advantage of his VERY thorough prep work. He held a vibrator to your clit as he fucked your arse, Gojo keeping your mouth open and busy as he kissed you hungrily so they could hear your moans, squeezing and playing with your tits as he took your front just as roughly.

Not only did you squirt first time, your pretty sure you blacked out for a second. Not that the boys were deterred, they knew you’d tell them if it became too much. Besides, the sounds you were making; the moans, the wet squelching from how wet you were, it was the best yet. You couldn’t walk the next day though and had to ask Miku to record your lecture.

By the fifth month, Gojo and Kakashi had broached the idea of you moving in with them. It was a casual comment made in light conversation one Sunday morning, when they FIRST brought it up. Then it was Kakashi suggesting you keep more of your things with them, mostly because you would ask them to take you back to your apartment with the girls so you could get ready for the day, meaning you would leave earlier than they would like. Eventually Gojo decided they were being too subtle and would cling to you in the mornings, begging you to not leave and to stay with them.

“You guys remember that I’m living with two roommates already right? I can’t just up and leave them like that, they won’t be able to afford rent!”

“But beautifu~l! We want you here with us!”

“What our idiot means to say baby-”

“Hey!”

“Is that, you already spend so much time here, and we love having you with us. Our apartment is even closer to your Uni building! It makes sense surely, for you to move in with us. Or for us even to find a place together-”

“Wow, ok slow down there!” You butt in quickly, cheeks turning pink. Finally the boys had had enough of dancing around the subject and had sat you down to talk about it properly. Talking about moving into their lush apartment was one thing, but talking about a place together, was something else entirely!

Gojo pouted at you in annoyance. “What, you don’t want to live with us?”

“I’m not saying that!” You defended instantly, frowning at him. “I’m saying it’s a BIG step, and I get that you guys feel ready for it, but I don’t ok? For one, five months isn’t that much time dating someone, second, I don’t even have a job yet! And don’t tell me money isn’t an issue and I don’t have to pay rent cause God help me Satoru, I will get up and leave right now.” You threatened.

“Ok you two, lets take a deep breath and talk about this calmly ok?” Hatake soothed, squeezing both your hands. “Baby, if you don’t feel ready then that’s fine, we will not force you. But please know that when you ARE ready, we WANT you here. Ok?” Nodding in understanding, you started to relax. Gojo huffed and crossed his arms, but nodded in agreement. “And about you looking for a job and paying rent. We are not trying to baby you or the like, we just want to take care of you. We know you can take care of yourself but that wont stop us from WANTING to take care of you because you are YOURS. Understand? We love and cherish you, and if we can help you, we want to. If it was us in a difficult situation and you could help us, you would, wouldn’t you?”

“Of course, in a heartbeat.” You muttered with a slight pout.

Kakashi beamed. “It’s the same in our eyes.” And that had been the end of that…for the time being that is.

Just short of the six month mark, you had agreed to go out again with the girls for a night out. Kakashi and Gojo had encouraged you to go, promising that when they were done with their shift, they would come pick you up. They had even bought you a gift voucher for your birthday to buy a new outfit. You had been sure to send the boys a flattering pic of yourself all dolled up before you had left for the night, receiving such thirsty replies that no one would guess that you had spent the night before with them.

The night had been going perfectly, once again you were the most sober of the group, which you were now used to. You had a nice buzz going, there had already been so many laughs and the girls were excitedly giggling about the stories you shared on your boyfriends. (Of course the intimate, personal things you kept to yourself.) You had been to a few bars and your group agreed to end the night at the club you had met your boys in, ‘The Ninja Shrine’. Texting the two policemen still on shift, you let them know that you and your friends had arrived safely, were going to order your drinks and you would be eagerly waiting for them for a dance.

Gojo replied with multiple winky, smirky, and red with sweat drop faces. Kakashi was the only one to give you a verbal reply, promising to be there as soon as they could, and ‘ordering’ you to behave until they arrived. It made you smile, biting your lip. ‘No promises’ was your reply with a winky face, locking your phone and ignoring the bings that followed, knowing that would rile them up more than a reply.

Despite the clear teasing, you stayed against the bar, talking and laughing with your friends as you sipped at your drink. The girls did try convince you to dance with them at one point, but you were waiting a certain pair to join you. After all, dancing with the girls was fun, but it was even better when you had certain pairs of eyes on your body.

“Oh shit,” Miku cursed, suddenly grabbing your arm and turning you away from the door.

“What the hell-?”

“Don’t turn around!” Miku earned, holding onto your shoulders. “One of your boys’s old flings is here, and trust me you don’t want anything to do with her.” Looking subtly out of the corner of your eyes, you saw a pretty strawberry blonde with soft brown eyes and a confident smirk. You could clearly see her figure through her flashy outfit, her expensive designer shoes and handbag on show like she was on the Paris run way. “She was with them for four months, her names Claire Aoki, and she’s a psycho if you ask me.” Miku continued carefully.

Before you could react, the door opened once more and in came your two boyfriends, looking like sex on legs. Gojo wore a flashy designer get up with black jeans and dress shoes, a blue shirt and a leather jacket that you knew for a fact cost more than your joint rent with the girls. Kakashi was also in black dress shoes, black dress pants, a dark grey shirt and a lighter grey silk vest. Their eyes landed on you immediately and began smiling. You smiled back, beaming when they started heading your way.

They hadn’t made it two steps before they were stopped by Claire, her red manicured-nailed hands resting on their chests as she leaned in towards them, pressing her chest into their arms. Kakashi looked panicked, eyes widening as his eyes darted up towards you, then down to her and back. Gojo’s smile shrunk, it was still there, but it looked much more forced now as his blue eyes narrowed at the other woman.

Curious, and not worried at all, you leaned back against the bar. You turned to make yourself look as relaxed as possible, replicating the same look you had the night they had pulled you away from your friends to charm the pants off of you. Your head tilted and your smile grew as their eyes kept on drifting to you. Whatever Claire was saying clearly wasn’t keeping their attention.

Your smile turned to a smirk as Beast by Mia Martina started playing, slowly pushing off the bar as you headed to the dance floor, your friends following. Closing your eyes, you let the music take you away, body rolls moving slow, deliberate. You caught their eyes by dancing for yourself, but now you knew their weaknesses, the parts of you that they loved to tease and squeeze, you knew their bodies like you knew your own. And you fully intended to use that to your advantage.

“Keep your eyes on me,” You sang, looking both men dead in the eyes, smirking as their gazes struggled to meet yours, roaming your form hungrily like they hadn’t seen you in months. “Come here right now,” You continued, your hands reaching out to them, beckoning them to you. “Cause when the sun goes down the beast comes out,” Dropping to the floor, you straightened your legs so you were bent in half, slowly coming up and curving your back as you flipped your hair back gracefully.

“Take you down, down can you keep it up all night,” Smirking, you spun slowly as you exaggerated your hip swaying, making sure they got an eye full of your behind. “You all over my skin, I’m anxious, paint my body boy’s I’ll be your canvas.” Your head snapped back, showcasing all their bruises that they left from the night before.

Next thing you knew, two sets of hands were gripping you tight, one set on your hips and another on your upper thighs. “Da~nm Beautiful!” Gojo growled lowly into your ear, your grin stretching as you giggled, Kakashi ducking his head to bite your neck. “First you ignore us, then you go and put on a show like that for anyone to see. What are you trying to do, hu? You just want us to bend you over our knees don’t you?”

“Maybe I do,” You teased. “Or maybe I’m trying to prove a point to someone who was getting too handsy with what wasn’t theirs.”

“Oh? Someone was getting jealous? As sexy as you are ‘staking your claim’, doesn’t change the fact that your going to get your punishment when we get home, beautifu~l!” Satoru teased, his hand dragging up your body till his hand was at your neck, then he squeezed.

Kakashi let out a ragged breath at your moan. “I think we should get out of here.” Pressing himself harder into you, you could feel his impatience clearly through his pants.

You dared to look around you, eyes meeting with soft brown eyes glaring daggers at you with so much hatred. You would have been scared six months ago, you would have shrunk and shied away. But how could you now when Gojo and Kakashi were stood with you, hands all over you, demanding your love and attention, making you feel so treasured and powerful.

“Kiss me first.” You demanded. Satoru didn’t even hesitate for a second, pulling you into a searing kiss full of passion and desire. You faintly heard Miku and your friends cat call and wolf whistle somewhere near the bar, causing Gojo to pull away and chuckle. The opening was all Kakashi needed. His kiss was equally breathtaking, his movements slower and more controlled, but clearly as desperate to lay claim.

When Hatake pulled away, Gojo effortlessly picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, smacking your arse when you struggled. So you smacked his right back. Again, you couldn’t walk the next day.

By the end of the eight first months, you had finally landed a job interview and was offered the job on the spot, starting small but promised promotions if your work was up to standard. Around the same time your lease on the shared apartment with your friends was up, and you had finally given into your boyfriends hints and agreed to look for a place you could all afford together. What’s more, your graduation was less than a month away. Things were finally falling into place.

You had yet to broach the subject of your relationship status with your parents, though you were pretty sure they had figured out that you were at least dating someone by this point. Admitting that you hadn’t mentioned anything to your parents, you were nervous how the boys would react. But they had simply shrugged, nodded in understanding and reminding you that if you needed their help they were here for you.

Most importantly, you had a job you were doing well in, you were moving into a beautiful home, your friends were happy and doing well in their own fields, and you had two men who loved you unconditionally. You were sure everything was going to work out just right. And with Gojo and Satoru by your side, you could over come anything.

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egyptsblackrose · 3 years

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Dancing with Strangers

There will be one more part to this story after this then I think this story is complete. I have other projects in the works and other passions I want to devote some time to. Hope your all doing well and please enjoy.

No actual smut in this one, but reference to intimacy probably still 18+ though so minors please do not read

Part 4- https://egyptsblackrose.tumblr.com/post/652018121062989824/dancing-with-strangers-more-filth-for-this-story

Part 5-

Your senses slowly brought you out of your peaceful, heavy slumber, though your mind was not ready to open your eyes just yet. First thing you felt was comfort, soft, warm, heavy sheets keeping you safe and cozy. When you focused more, however, you realised that part of your arm that was not in your little cocoon, was radiating the kind of heat only the sunlight could bring. So it was clearly day time, maybe even afternoon. No matter, you did’t have any classes today, that was why you agreed to going out to the clubs with your friends.

Your friends… You gasped and sat up with a jolt, only to groan and hiss. Rubbing your lower stomach and back.

Oh… right… you had gone home with not just one but TWO strangers and had a THREESOME!

Your cheeks set on fire as the events of last night played out in your head. The pleasure, the desire. More had happened after they had each taken a turn with you. Kakashi had been painfully hard again watching your brains get fucked out by Gojo, so you had rolled over and sucked him off lazily, taking your time to tease. That had lead to the boys getting revenge, Satoru holding your hands hostage as he fucked your mouth, while Hatake ravaged you again, harder and more forceful till you squirted for him as well.

Then you had been carried to the shower, Kakashi tenderly, lovingly holding you bridal style in the walk in shower as Gojo massaged your entire body with wonderful smelling shower gel. Only your moans had turned the men on again. Gojo took you this time, having you pressed against the wall with him on his knees, Hatake standing and receiving another blow job from you. Kakashi had to wash your face and hair when he tried to pull out too late, but you had been quick to defend him when Satoru’s teasing went too far.

By the time you were all dried, your legs had stopped working and you could barely keep your eyes open, the sun was peaking through the curtains gently to hint as the beginning of sunrise, and you all settled into bed. Never before had you been so comfortable, resting your head against someone’s chest while being spooned from behind, wearing a really comfy large hoodie and boxer shorts for bed while the two men only wore old shorts.

But glancing around at the bed, you found your companions gone and the bed cold. Nibbling on your bottom lip in thought, you quickly did a body check. Toes were wiggling; but it took effort and there was still a little pain, your stomach felt a little uncomfortable and sore but nothing you couldn’t handle. You smelled good- to your relief- though you needed to brush your teeth immediately. Your hair felt smooth and smelled great as well, your make up had clearly been removed, your cloths were at the end of the bed; freshly washed and folded.

You had clearly been well taken care of, their after care game was obviously on par with their A game. And yet the niggling doubt set into your mind.

Why take such good care of you and then leave you alone? And there was no sounds in the whole apartment from what you could hear. Had they left? There was no note from what you could see. Maybe they’d gone out or to work and hoped you’d be gone by the time they got back. Why else leave your cloths close by, in obvious view and clean to wear. This was their hint to get out. They’d had their fun, so had you, now it was time to leave.

The thought made you a lot sadder than you would like to admit. But then again, the two men were clearly experienced, your friends had even said so last night, that’s why they encouraged you to go through with it. You were not the first girl they did this too, and chances are you weren’t the last. How many other girls out there had woken up exactly like this? With a pout and painful groan, you slipped out of bed and started getting changed on wobbly legs.

This was for the best anyway, you told yourself. They were policemen, they were successful men, there was TWO of them. And you were just a Uni student, you weren’t even half way through your final year, you had yet to successfully land an interview. You didn’t even know if you wanted to stay in Japan after you graduated, if you wanted to graduate here or go back home to your family… There was still so much you needed to figure out, you were just beginning. And successful men like that would want a successful woman, or women rather.

Once presentable, borrowing some mouth wash from the bathroom seen as you did not have your own toothbrush, you took a few deep breaths to sike yourself up. The fact that not just one, but TWO god level men had chosen you to spend the night with them meant something, even if it was short lived. THEY had picked YOU, called you beautiful, whispered sweet nothings into your ear, taken care of you. And now it would be a nice memory, and you could wear this win like a badge of honour as you leave. Just think of how many women would kill to be you.

Opening the bedroom door, your heart sank a little more at not seeing even one of the handsome men. A little part of you had hoped that maybe they were up, and that little part of you made your eyes scan the living room and kitchen desperately for a note or a sign that you hadn’t been left behind. But all you found was a clock above the cooker that read 10:20 am.

Hu… earlier than you thought, but not an unpleasant surprise.

Thankfully the door was unlock-able from the inside, but you weren’t sure about the elevator, seen as they had used a key card to activate it last night. It seemed luck was on your side, however, because pressing the down button meant the elevator was automatically called to you, opened, and a frigging bell boy was waiting with a smile and a polite nod. How rich are these guys?!

“Ground floor Miss?” The young man asked. You nodded numbly, stepping in and moved to the back of the elevator. It seemed the new face could tell you didn’t want to talk, so the journey down was gratefully a silent one as you stared at the floor. How many young women has this man escorted down and out of the building for these two men?

You frowned at yourself. Why were you so hung up on that? You had no right to the answer and no right to even ask the question. They weren’t yours. You weren’t theirs. And it didn’t even matter. But you couldn’t free yourself from the feeling of being used.

Raising your head at the ding, as soon as the doors started opening you dashed out, wanting to quickly get away from this place and move on. The quicker this…mind blowing experience became a fond memory, the better.

Following your memory from last night of being in the taxi, you knew that you had passed your street on the way, and it didn’t seem like such a long ways away. You started walking without hesitation, head down as you messaged your friends that you were on the way home. They replied excitedly, clearly wanting to talk about the events of last night, but you quickly shut them down. Miku seemed to get the hint immediately that you weren’t feeling like yourself and something was wrong, promising movies and home made goodies from her mum who was visiting.

The thought made you smile. Miku and Sakura’s parents had basically adopted you as soon as you got back to Japan, all four insisting on introducing you to as many of their friends and neighbours as possible, promising you and your worried parents that they were only a call away. Miku’s mother was particularly affectionate, a little unusual for Japanese culture, but she often cured your home sickness with gentle hugs and head pats, pinching your cheeks and promising a nice warm home cooked meal and a few wise words. And such parental affections was too good to pass up right now.

Raising your head with slightly watery eyes, you quickened your pace. Only for your wrist to be grabbed in a unyielding hold.

“Y/N!”

“Beautiful?”

The voices made to freeze, eyes widening as you slowly turned and gasped. It was them.

“Kakashi? Gojo?” Your voice was nothing but a whisper from how surprised you were.

“Baby, why are you leaving already?” Hatake asked worriedly, frown in place.

Satoru wagged a disapproving figure at you. “I thought I said we were staying in bed today to have fun.”

“But…” Swallowing thickly, you turned more towards them, wide eyed and confused. “I woke up in bed alone, you were both gone, my cloths were clean and folded beside me…I thought you wanted to me to go…”

“What?!” Gojo yelled in an exaggerated tone, quickly moving to wrap his arms around you from behind and rubbing his face into your hair. “What a silly little head our beautiful girl has Kakashi!”

“Y/N…” Hatake soothed quickly, seeing you frown at Gojo. “Baby I wasn’t there when you woke up because I left to do a little shop of things me and Gojo were out of, and also pick you up a toothbrush for when you woke up. And our idiot here wasn’t with you because I sent him to pick up some breakfast for us all. You said at the club that your favourite thing to wake up to was _____, so we thought we’d treat you. We both went so we could be back as fast as possible, we didn’t think you would wake up so soon, let alone think we wanted you to go. So imagine our surprise when we pull into our usual parking spot across the street and see a figure and outfit all to familiar walking away from us? We were worried you decided that YOU wanted to go.”

The words sunk in slowly and made your eyes water more, especially when you heard Kakashi use the term ‘OUR idiot’ when referring to Gojo. He was including you in their bond. “So… you weren’t trying to give me the hint to leave so you wouldn’t have to see me?”

“Beautiful, are you stupid?” Kakashi sent a glare to Gojo, but the other white haired male continued. “Last night was amazing, and I said that this was the beginning. Do I seem the type to lie to you beautiful? I don’t just say that to anyone, in fact I don’t think I’ve ever said it before. Me and Kakashi want to do so much more to you, with you, and not just in the bedroom…and not just sexual things either.”

The clear implication and teasing was not lost on you, making your cheeks light up a rosy pink. Hatake chuckled sweetly, stroking your cheek as he stepped a little closer. “There’s that blush we love. Y/N, I won’t lie to you. We have had one night stands before, we have had times where we either take the girl home or ask her personally to leave, but neither me or Gojo want this to be one of those times. We don’t want a one night stand with you, your different, special. We actually like you, as a person, and we’d like to see if this…if WE could be something.”

Your mouth fell open in shock. Where…where they SERIOUS? These beautiful, amazing men wanted you in their lives? “But why?”

Kakashi frowned. “Why?”

“Yeah. Why? Why me?”

Gojo chuckled, nuzzling your neck to draw your attention back to him. “Because Kakashi’s right, your different. Most women are flirty with us cause they want some fun. YOU were flirty with us cause WE were fun. You listened to us, you didn’t try to be something or someone your not, you were very real. And the real you is awesome. And we want to know that real you more.”

“Y/N,” Hatake’s hand, that was still on your wrist, moved down to take your hand, stroking the back of it soothingly. “Gojo and I have a strange relationship, we know that. We are more like brothers than friends, and there’s never been any attraction between us. But we have only ever had a functioning, healthy relationship when the two of us put in the effort. We are not perfect, but together we are. And for a long time we have looked for someone who can complete us, who can make us both happy. It’s too early to tell if that’s you, but surely even you had to feel how RIGHT everything felt last night.”

Flashes of charming smiles from the club took over your mind, how easy the flow of conversation was, how natural it felt to have both their hands on you. You had been saddened so much to think that something so good was already over. But here they were, telling you it didn’t have to be. Looking into those amazing dark grey and blue eyes of the two white haired men, you could see how they desperately did not want you to go.

“Ok… we can see where this goes. But, I want to try do this properly, and I want this to be open between the three of us.” Both men looked at each other in confusion, so you continued. “If something happened with just one of you while the other is away, I don’t want it causing fights, I also want to spend time with you, and not just doing…intimate stuff. Dates, together as a three or just as a duo, actually getting to know one another, honesty, proper communication. All of it.” You said firmly. “When I devote myself to a relationship, I do it whole heartedly, and I expect the same from my partner. Just because there’s two of you, doesn’t mean you can put in half the effort. I’m mostly looking at you Satoru.”

The blue eyed man gasped on horror, hand over his heart like it was clutching a fatal wound. “Beautiful, you think I wont treat you like a princess?”

“I don’t want to be treat like a princess.” You shot back firmly, but smiled softly. “I want you to treat me as your equal, like your friend, like your partner, because to me, that’s what a relationship is. I don’t want to be babied or spoilt, I just want to be treat fairly and honestly. And if I find out either of you cheated on me…just remember that BOTH my parents are amazing lawyers and I have another country I can easily move to.” The three of you laughed easily, smiling at each other with warm smiles as you each earliest that this was the start of something. Something beautiful.

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Dancing with Strangers

More filth for this story that I keep getting new inspiration for , this is defo 18+ and basically porn without plot so enjoy

Link to part 3 - https://egyptsblackrose.tumblr.com/post/648557120920354817/a-rose-by-any-other-name

Link to part 2 - https://egyptsblackrose.tumblr.com/post/648451271546781696/a-rose-by-any-other-name

Link to part 1 - https://egyptsblackrose.tumblr.com/post/648370506842701824/a-rose-by-any-other-name

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True to his word, Satoru waited for Kakashi to pull away before taking his place. He spread your filled entrance with his fingers, biting his lip as his hard member ran along your sex to pick up any dripping moisture, and slowly easing inside so as to be gentle and cause no discomfort. Your body felt like it was on fire, the desire and need for more mind numbing bliss quickly being replenished. Maybe it’s because it had been so long since you had a partner, maybe it’s because there were two hot men desperate to please you, or maybe it was the alcohol. But you weren’t ready to end the night.

Gojo entertained himself with a soft grin, running his large hands down your back and squeezing your behind, pulling and kneading the flesh as he pleased. Pulling at your skin meant he’d catch glimpses of the juices coating his cock, and observe how your pussy clenched around him hungrily.

Kakashi re-appeared in your vision then, holding out a bottle of water with a soft smile. He went through the trouble of unscrewing the cap for you and holding it to your mouth so you could take a few sips without straining yourself. His thumb wiped at the excess moisture from your lips as his dark eyes roamed over you, brushing your hair from your damp face.

It was then you realised that your skin was covered in a thin sheen of sweat from exertion, your body heat raising dramatically because of the rush of pleasure and warmth through your body. You shifted nervously, praying the expensive perfume and deodorant were doing their job.

The shift pressed you back into Gojo subconsciously, leaving you to swallow a whimper as the blue eyes mans head fell backwards, releasing a groan into the air. “Ready to go again beautiful? Good.” And with that he plunged forward.

You gasped out shakily as Satoru hands rested on either side of your head, his hips and legs raising to rest on his feet like he was doing push ups, only for his hips to snap forward to thrust in and out. The sounds were obscene, the faint sloshing and slapping of skin grew louder as Gojo picked up the pace and strength behind his love making, driving his long dick into you at just the right angle to hit where it felt the best.

Kakashi couldn’t help but watch your face twist in pleasure, observe how wide your mouth went as you panted and moaned helplessly, take in how your eyes scrunched tightly shut as the pleasure burned under your skin.

“She really is a pretty sight Gojo, she’s really enjoying this.” Kakashi mused, his hands burying into your hair and gripping it tightly to angle you more towards him, allowing him a better view. His cock twisted at the delightful sight.

Satoru laughed breathlessly. “Of course she is,” He replied with a cocky smirk, leaning down so his lips were at your ear, his biceps bulging. “My cocks buried balls deep inside her tight little pussy. It’s so wet with so much cum already in here. You want more though, don’t you beautiful? You want to be a mess for us?”

It was hard to nod with Kakashi holding your head in place so tightly, your eyes opening and meeting his dark eyes. “As cute as you are, we want to hear your voice, beautiful.” Gojo stopped his movements and nodded to Kakashi. You squirmed and whined as Hatake disappeared to the bed side draws again, Satoru refusing to move or allow you any wiggle room as he waited for you to answer.

“Y-yes! I want to be dripping! Please it feels so good, please make me cum again.” Blue eyes rolled back as his cock twitched from the filthy words. You felt the movement deep inside, nudging your walls, his teeth sinking into your shoulder not hard enough to break skin but certainly firm enough to leave a mark. The bite sent delicious electricity tingling up and down your spine as you whined. Gojo took hold of your hips and lifted them to just the right angle before he started his thrusting again, resting on his knees so he could drive into you harder.

“Hurry up Kakashi.” He groaned breathlessly, his grip tightening as he pistons forward.

Hatake chuckled, laying himself down next to you as as gentle hand guided your lips to his, while his other hand disappeared under you with something cold. The next thing you heard was a loud buzz, and then you felt it on your clit. Hard, insistent vibrations shook through your clit as Gojo moved inside you, both determined to make you cum.

“Fuck! So good!” Satoru cursed loudly, leaned forward again to bring his lips to your ears, panting, groaning, growling. “Such a good girl, so tight for me even after being fucked so well by Kakashi. Your pussy loves that vibrator doesn’t it? I can feel the vibrations on my cock as I pound you. So hot and wet inside, squeezing me so nicely. I just slide in so easily don’t I? I can feel your greedy little pussy twitching and sucking my cock in. You look like such a sweet girl but your so naughty for us, so perfect, so needy. Fuck, I could fuck you forever. You love the feel of my cock ramming into your insides? Desperate to make you squirt, to make us both cum and fill you even more.”

The pleasure rose and rose so much that it was almost painful, you felt warmth and pressure gather at your clit as the vibrator was pressed harder to your flesh mercilessly. The scream that was ripped from you was purely euphoric, your mind blank and numb as your body twitched, liquid squirting from your clit as Gojo slowed. Both men smiled, kissing your skin where they could and whispering words of praise.

“Fuck that was hot.” Kakashi smirked, removing the vibrator and turning it off.

Satoru panted behind you with a chuckle, nodding his head. “I’ll pull out and finish myself-”

“No!” You whined.

The two men paused, looking at each other then to you. “No?” Hatake asked carefully.

You smirked, moving your hips back into Gojo and moaning as you ground on him. “I can keep going.”

Without warning Satoru pulled out and flipped you over, wrapping your legs around his hips and lifting your hips from the bed. There was only a second of adjusting before he was once again buried inside you deeply.

“Naughty little slut,” He growled, smirking at Kakashi. “Get that vibrator back on her clit. If she likes overstimulation, then we’re going to fuck her till she looses her mind. Look at that face, she’d love that. She has two of my favourite kinks, dirty talk and overstimulation, either that or her libido is as good as ours. Either way, I want her to squirt all over me as I fill her with my cum as well. And then we’ll do it all again tomorrow.”

Gojo didn’t wait for his friend to comply before he started on his brutal pace once more, his strong arms holding almost half your body off the bed to bring you into his thrusts. You threw your head back to moan, trying to ignore the faint bulge in your stomach because of the positioning of your body. It was all so hot, the pressure and heat that had swarmed and bubbled before faded away, only for new pressure and pleasure to gather and tingle at your spine.

That tingle turned into a raging fire when Kakashi returned the vibrator to your clit.

“I can feel you tightening on me,” Satoru panted, lazily smirking down at you with flushed cheeks and a dripping forehead. “Your walls are so wet, smooth and tight, feels like heaven. Best fuck in so long. Maybe even ever. Fuck!” Gojo buried himself fully inside you before pulling back so torturously slowly, you could count the centimetres, only to snap his hips forward hard and fast, before repeating. You whined and withered on the sheets as Hatake started sucking on one of your nipples. Gojo chuckled hungrily, his voice deepening as he reached closer and closer to his end. “This is just the beginning beautiful. We’re going to fuck you so good that you wont be able to walk tomorrow. Instead we’ll stay in bed, maybe we’ll get crazy. Maybe this beautiful little body can take both me AND Kakashi. Does that sound good pretty girl? One of us buried in your pussy while you swallow the other? Or better yet, one of us breeding you here while the other takes your ass? Fuck! Your tightening even more! You want that beautiful? Don’t worry, we’d happily give it to you as many times as you want!”

It was too much, it was so intense, it was PERFECT. Your mouth opened in a silent scream as your body went stiff, only to shake and ripple as more clear liquid squirted from your clit. The vibrations didn’t stop, making you wither and claw at Kakashi’s muscular arm. You tightened inside so tight that you became hyper aware of the cock buried inside you, of how it twitched and pulsed as heat flooded your insides, and how Gojo went silent and still for a few seconds.

Blue eyes bore into yours as he released a shaky breath, his grip on your hips painfully tight and most likely bruising your skin, not that you cared. With a few short thrusts to make sure he emptied himself fully, Gojo pulled back. He and Kakashi moaned as they watched the aftermath, Hatake quickly moving to sooth you and give aftercare.

Gojo fell back panting, smiling his usual care free smile as he looked on at the sight of Kakashi and you slowly kissing, the other male petting your hair and whispering sweet nothings in your ear. His blue eyes observed you, how you smiled and twitched, biting your lip and stretching your limbs and muscles, relaxing into the mattress. Then your eyes met and he smirked. You were perfect. You were what they were missing. How could he get tired of such a clever, sweet, funny, sexy, beautiful little thing like you?

Cause your eyes said it all, you were still hungry for more.

Part 5- https://egyptsblackrose.tumblr.com/post/654891313044635648/dancing-with-strangers-there-will-be-one-more-part

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Dancing with Strangers

Back at it again! So people who messaged me wanted more and wanted some 18+ stuff so here’s the first part of it! This turned out. Lot filthier than i intended...but i have no regrets. Hope you guys enjoy!

Warnings: SMUT! Dirty talk, Gojo being a little shit, oh yeah and bad language, fair bit of swearing in this one, minors please don’t read!

Part 2-https://egyptsblackrose.tumblr.com/post/648451271546781696/a-rose-by-any-other-name

Part 3-

You were somewhat surprised when the taxi started heading in the right direction for your shared apartment with your Uni friends, but not too surprised when the car drove a little way past it and stopped outside a nice apartment complex in a better off part of the city. Gojo, who had been running his hands torturously slow up and down your inner thighs the whole ride, payed the driver quickly and slid out. Kakashi was quick to slip out as well, and offered his hand out to you as he held the door open. Taking a deep breath, you followed their lead.

Kakashi didn’t let go of your hand, rubbing your knuckles with his thumb in a calming gesture, as if he could feel your nervous energy. His best friend, however, rested his hand on your arse and squeezed teasingly once you were all safe in the elevator, a special key card used on the control panel.

“So, beautiful, is this your first time with two men?” He asked shamelessly, his stunning blue eyes twinkling.

“Satoru...” Kakashi muttered warningly squealing your hand in assurance.

You smirked at Hatake, “Is he always a little shit like this?”

“More often than not.” Was the reply with a heavy sigh.

Gojo growled in annoyance at been annoyed and insulted. “Oi!” You laughed lightly, relaxing a little as both men smiled. The elevator doors opened to a short hallway and a elaborately engraved dark oak door, to which Kakashi opened with a key.

Once you stepped inside, you were only granted a quick glance at the modern white and grey interior before Gojo’s hungry lips captured yours. They moved firmly, confident and skilled, drawing out a surprised moan from your throat.

“Sorry beautiful,” He panted, pulling away to lick his lips. Kakashi quickly took hold of your hips from behind and began exploring your neck, ears and shoulder. “But I’ve been waiting for this for too long. Niceties and formalities can wait till morning.”

With that Gojo ducked down again to take your lips, his hands gripping the back of your thighs and lifting you up. Your legs wrapped around his waist as you pulled away and kissed Kakashi, leaning your head back to better reach the shy man and expose your neck to Satoru. Blue eyes scanned over your flawless skin, groaning at your legs tight grip around him, his hands squeezing your arse and thighs as he stepped closer.

Hatake groaned as your soft lips coaxed him into relaxing, deepening the connection into something passionate and hungry. He became brave, his hands cupping your breasts boldly, squeezing and rubbing them gently through your layers. Gojo watched in fascination, surprised at his best friends sudden brash behaviour, a smirk forming. Never one to be outdone, Satoru dragged his teeth against your taut neck muscles threateningly, licking over the same path and leaving a wet trail to blow on.

Shuddering, you ground your hips, desperate for more. Both men groaned. “Bedroom, now.” Gojo growled out the command, throwing you over his shoulder.

“Good call.” Kakashi panted, following behind and already slipping off his shirt.

You giggled as you were thrown on the bed, Gojo saddling your thighs and rearing up, pulling off his own shirt. “Wanna start at the top or bottom pal? Choose quick or I’ll choose for you.” Satoru smirked over his shoulder as his friend loosened his belt to slip off his jeans.

“Bottom, I want more of those sounds from the club.” Hatake’s voice had turned husky and deep from arousal, and his dark eyes were zeroed in on you like nothing else mattered.

The other male shrugged, smirked at you as he slipped off the bed to allow Kakashi - now only wearing his boxers that did nothing in hiding his impressive erection - to crawl like a jungle cat to between your thighs. Gojo only returned to the bed when he too was down to just his boxers, his equally impressive size clearly visible to you as he laid beside you.

“Time to get rid of these cloths beautiful.” He teased, Kakashi assisting in stripping you of your favourite night club outfit. They paused as they took in the sight of your underwear, a pretty matching colour set to complement your smooth skin, all lacy and teasing. “God what a sexy little thing you are.” Gojo groaned to himself, diving down to take your lips in a passionate dance of desperation and hunger.

“And already wet too,” Kakashi groaned, his fingers rubbing along your cloths core, soon having enough and slipped them of. “Damn, she’s pretty down here too. Let’s see if she’s as sweet as she looks.” And with that the well built man laid himself down and wrapped his lips around your clit.

Your back arched, a high pitched gasp causing you to tear away from Gojo. The man with blue eyes smirked, enjoying the show, using the opportunity to undo the back of your bra and slip it off. “So? How does she taste Hatake?”

Dark eyes met his as the scarred man pulled away to lick his lips and grin. “Fucking delicious, very sweet, you’d love this. But you have to wait your turn.” Kakashi growled roughly before quickly going back to work, firmly moving his tongue in hot circles and pushing as deep as he could go inside, rubbing your clit with his thumb.

Gojo put his hands up in surrender. “Fine I’ll be patient and entertain myself up here.” He teased, winking at you before taking a nipple into his mouth, one hand squeezing the mound while the other plays with the other.

You threw your head back and let out a desperate moan. This was too much all at once, both men had expertly kept you tense and sensitive in the club till now, and now the stimulation was direct and unrelenting. Before you knew it you were starting to shake, panting heavier and begging. “Please, oh god, please don’t stop!”

Gojo chuckled, sucking harder while Kakashi pulled away to make you whine. “I think you’re ready.” His voice was so deep and husky with arousal, his lips and chin glistening in the low light. He moved to the head of the bed, looking through the bed side tables top draw. “Where did you put the condoms Sato?”

Said male reluctantly let go of your nipple with a pop, one of his hands abandoning your now tender breast and teasing your wet clit instead to keep you on edge. “Should be in there, or they’re in the bottom draw.”

“Um...” You were hesitant to speak, throat a little dry from your heavy breathing and moans. “I’’m clean...and on the pill...”

There was a long moment of silence before Gojo smirked evilly. “Oh? You want us to cum inside you beautiful? Are you happy for too strangers to fill you up?” There was amusement in his tone, but also something much darker,a need, a desire to claim. “Go ahead Hatake, I can’t wait to give her sloppy seconds and fuck our cum deep into her.” Kakashi groaned as your face lit up in a deep blush, but Gojo felt your pussy twitch. “Oh she likes dirty talk, what a naughty little thing. You want us both to growl filthy words of praise into your ear as we fuck you, don’t you?”

You whimpered again, body trying to escape his grasp as the pressure and speed on your clit increased. “Fuck!”

“Move your hand Sato, I can’t wait anymore.” Kakashi commanded, quickly moving back into place and lining himself up. Gojo put his hand up in surrender again, and then brought his wet fingers to his mouth slowly so you could watch him lick them clean.

While you were distracted with the side that made you shiver, Kakashi pushed in. There was a little stretch, as Kakashi was undeniably thick and long, but there was no pain in fact the stretch felt good almost. You took a few deep breaths to try calm yourself down, but the men had other ideas. Gojo and Kakashi effortlessly eased you up so Gojo could sit behind you, propping you up and holding your legs open and wide as Kakashi began thrusting.

Your eyes widened, the position and teamwork they used meant Kakashi could reach deeper and you tightened enough to properly feel him. You’d never felt such intense pressure and pleasure during sex.

“God she’s tight.” Hatake groaned tightly, leaning forward so your legs could be propped on his shoulders and Gojo could play with your breasts while he picked up the pace. Feeling the pressure build inside your lower stomach, you knew it wouldn’t be long until you burst and came, and it seemed the men could tell as well from how much you were shaking.

“Gonna cum beautiful? Go ahead, we wanna watch, don’t we Hatake? Go ahead and soak his cock. He’s pounding you so nicely isn’t he? Hitting that spot that makes you see stars. He’s going in so deep right? Bet you can feel it all the way up here in your cervix.” Gojo teased, pressing down on your stomach and making you whimper. “Fuck what pretty sounds you make beautiful, go on and cum, let us see that cute expression and hear how you whine.”

You gritted your teeth together, your hands gripping onto Kakashi’s forearms for dear life, but Gojo’s words only served in driving you completely mad and delirious with desire. Your damn burst and you threw your head back as you came, harder than you had in a long time, legs shaking from the intensity.

“Holy shit.” Kakashi growled out above you, pulling out and helping Gojo to turn you over so you were on your hands and knees. You weren’t allowed any rest before Kakashi was back inside you and hammering away at your insides. You moaned loudly from the sensitivity, your arms shaking and almost giving out, before blue eyes appeared in your vision.

Gojo kissed you hotly as he wrapped your arms around him and brought you up, your back curved but pretty much upright and totally relying on the man in front of you to keep you up. Kakashi’s hands gripped your hips tightly as he kept going, growing louder in grunts and groans. His friend busied himself by keeping you lip locked, tongue devouring you as his hand sunk down to rub at your clit firmly.

You broke the kiss to try catch your break, moans breaking free with every hit home Kakashi managed to drive into you. Your nails scratching up Satoru back as you tried to hold onto something, anything, and stay sane in the onslaught of pleasure. The pain didn’t seem to faze Gojo at all, the tall man groaning himself and picking up speed on his rubbing.

“Gonna cum again beautiful? I bet you are, bet your so tight for Kakashi right now. Look at that face, so red and and dazed, you’re really feeling it aren’t you beautiful? Go ahead, cum again, he wants you too, he wants you to cum with him as he fills you up. Then you know what I’m gonna do? I’m gonna slide my cock in and just hold it there, keep you stuffed until you come back down to earth then I’m going to fill you too. And we’re not stopping there, oh no, we want you to squirt, we want you to soak this bed. We want you to be so drunk on us that every time we go balls deep you cum.”

You practically screamed as you came this time, the pressure hitting its peak was a surprisingly rapid and gentle heat that left you seeing stars. Kakashi moaned loudly as he came as well, giving a few more thrusts as he road out the high you both had. He gently eased you down onto the bed but didn’t pull out just yet, scattering sweet and tender kisses all around your shoulders, neck and exposed cheek.

He continued his aftercare by running his fingers soothingly through your hair. “I think you found her weakness Sato, look how fucked out she is.”

“Well I can’t take all the credit, you clearly were doing something right for her to moan like that.” Gojo beamed, shrugging nonchalantly. “She didn’t squirt, but I think she almost did, you did well pal!” He gave him a thumbs up, but Kakashi just rolled his eyes while smiling. “But now is my turn you know, and I don’t intend on holding back!”

Link to part 4:

https://egyptsblackrose.tumblr.com/post/652018121062989824/a-rose-by-any-other-name

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