pein - a match into water
a/n: oh hey! :D haven't posted in a very long time.... IM SORRY!! i have been swamped with university and work and i get like no free time ever </3. here is a little something for you while i get onto some requests LONG OVERDUE
genre: smut, romance, not a songfic lol, short tho
pairing: pein x fem reader
warnings: mentions of self harm but not the action, angsty lowkey! not a songfic tho i love ptv <3
the cold sensation of his lip piercing dug into the sensitive skin of your lips, his icy fingertips sliding under your top, trailing along your skin so lightly it made goosebump rise.
cold moonlight filters in through the curtains, the open window blowing in whispers of the night air, tickling your neck and teasing your hair. soon it was nipping at your skin as pein pulled your shirt above your head, your back meeting the cool satin sheets of your bed.
pein's toned body pressed against yours, feeling like he was moving in slow motion as his kisses moved from your swollen lips to your neck, biting and kissing and sucking his way down your skin.
the world was spinning and shaking all at once, and it was like a scene from a movie.
tears were spilling down your cheeks, chest aching, longing for what would never be. pein shushed you, kissing your cheeks and gazing into your eyes as he slipped his hand down to toy with the top hem of your pants, whispering his apologies.
this would be the last time. he knew it, you knew it. it was bittersweet, painful.
he kissed your naked torso, lips dragging along the scars you've made, slipping your jeans down and off your ankles.
the heat of his body was on yours again, and you gasped, grabbing at his shoulders, holding him tight as he embraced you for the last time.
his arm was holding him up beside your head, the other preoccupied pushing your thigh back to make room for his hips, grinding into you slowly, deeply, desperately.
gasping, he leaned down to kiss you, to feel you, your nails digging into his biceps. this time he was the one crying, listening to you whine for him, writhe under him the way only he could ever make you. he wouldn't miss just this, he would miss your sweet voice, calling out to him just like this. he would miss the feeling of your soft skin, your body pressed against him as he fell asleep at night.
this would be the last time, the last time for both of you.
your back arched against him, his hips driving forward while his stomach twisted, you gripping onto him so hard he thought he might never want to leave ever again.
he stilled, buried against you, inside you, sweaty skin sticking to yours, neither of you moving or speaking.
"don't go," you whispered, voice broken and weak.
this would be the last time.
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domestic - kakashi hatake
a/n: kakashi is the loml forever and always idc it doesn't matter if i get married or end up with a woman bc no one will ever come between me and this fictional man
genre: romance, smut
pairing: kakashi hatake x fem! reader
warnings: fluffy fluffy smut, praise, pet names, reader is a housewife here, cunnilingus, omg healthy relationship things !
Kakashi never thought he would be a man who would come to the smell of a homecooked meal, steaming and waiting for him as the table was set for him. He never thought he would ever get the chance, or allow himself, to fall so deeply in love with someone. To open his heart and be vulnerable in front of anyone else ever again, not after losing so many of his loved ones.
Despite this, it was his reality. The smell of his favorite eggplant miso filled the air, making a smile rise to his face as he kicked the door shut behind him, stripped the green vest off his body. His nose wrinkled at the sticky feeling of his sweat under his long-sleeved black shirt, sure he must of smelled of his days work.
He would've headed straight for the shower, desperate to rinse away the day from his skin, but instead, he headed into the dining room where you were setting out the cutlery on the table.
Once you spotted him, a smile came to your face, one so bright and beautiful, Kakashi thought he might die if he went a day without seeing it. "Kakashi!"
And that sweet voice, calling out to him, eager to hear about his day and tell him about yours. That voice, paired with an all too pretty dress, one he had bought you actually. He was right to think it'd fit you just right, falling just above your mid thigh, the thin straps almost falling off your shoulders.
Truly, it was just a pretty sundress, one you adored really, since it complimented you so well. But you were not blind to Kakashi's intentions, not after reading the Icha Icha series for yourself.
His fingers pushed his headband off his head, setting it on the table as he neared, using his other hand to reach up and hook into his mask to pull it down over his jawbone. A small smile came to his beautiful face, making your stomach flutter as he leaned down, pressing a small kiss to your lips.
"Hello, my love." Another smile adorned your lips, the nickname settling in your chest. However, your nose scrunched up as you playfully placed a hand on his chest, raising an eyebrow.
"Shouldn't you be showering before coming to me like this?"
A mischievous twinkle sparked in Kakashi's eyes as he suddenly reached forward, grabbing your waist and pulling you flush against him as you squealed, giggling as your lower back met the edge of the table. He leaned forward, a smile on his lips as he tucked his face into your neck. "Oh yeah? Think I'm gonna get you dirty or something?"
He pressed his skin against yours, rubbing against you as you laughed, trying to push him away to no avail. He was too strong for you to get out of his grip until he finally pulled away, a soft smile on his lips.
Once you caught your breath, a smile still spread across your lips, you narrowed your eyes as you caught his gaze. Whatever you did made him lean down again, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips, slow and sweet. When he pulled away, he pressed his forehead against yours, smiling again as he looked into your eyes. "Missed you," he murmured.
The smile was slipping from your lips as you recognized his tone, replaced by your quickening heart rate and difficulty remembering to breathe at his sultry voice. You knew exactly what he was after, and you were never one to deny the both of you the pleasure he could offer. However, you had just finished dinner, and the dress had just come off the line.. he was sure to soil it in no time, whether it was with sweat or some other bodily fluid.
Before you had the chance to deny him, he was nosing at your throat again, lips pressing hotly against your skin as you tilted your head to allow him more access. You would never deny him, he knew this.
He knew how eager you were to please him, as eager as he was to reciprocate. It was one of the most beautiful and fulfilling things about the relationship you shared; the desire to give as much as received.
When you and Kakashi had first started dating, he was never one to shower you in gifts, but he did get you flowers, take you out to dinner, hold you hand tenderly in his own. While they weren't great gestures, you met his with your own, making him meals, buying him his own flowers, hugging his waist so kindly. The more he gave, the more he received. For some reason, it felt so imbalanced to him, to receive the same as he was giving.
He'd never been in a romantic relationship before you, but he'd given so much, had so much taken from him, it was new, and frightening, to receive anything. He knew it could be ripped from him all too soon, which is why he hated gifts for a long time. Sentimental things meant he had some sort of feelings attached to something, a trinket that could easily represent a fallen comrade.
But you, you had come along and changed it all for him. Loved him the way he needed to be loved, stayed by his side through his hardships, held him as he recovered from his nightmares. You had loved him deeper than anyone had before, deeper than anyone he had let before.
His tongue was slipping from his lips, sliding along your skin and making you shiver in anticipation as he stepped in-between your legs, settling against your inner thighs.
Kakashi's lips glided across your skin, the cold air drying the saliva he left in his wake, slipping his fingers under the straps of your dress and sliding them down your shoulders with ease. Even though this was tame, easy compared to the level of wild he could be, he still had you gasping for breath, his hot touch igniting your skin.
"Kakashi," you gasped, fingers threading through his hair as he pulled the front of the dress down over your breast, taking a nipple into his mouth. He hummed, closing his eyes as he kneaded your other breast with his free hand, toying with your soft skin.
"What is it, darling?" The timbre of his voice vibrated against your skin as he placed more kissed along your sternum, up to your collarbones and back to your neck. "Don't tell me you want to get started already." His teasing voice made your body flush with heat, tugging at the sleeves of his shirt as his kissed made their way up to your jaw, across your cheeks. Despite his teasing and dominant position, he was still tender, loving, as he placed a kiss on your lips.
"I'm starving, you know? Haven't eaten dinner yet.." An impish grin crossed his face at his own words, watching you grow embarrassed as he lowered your back to the table, hands sliding up the smooth skin of your thighs, pushing the fabric of the dress up to your hips.
You had barely any time to prepare as he slipped your panties down your thighs expertly, sliding them off your ankles and setting them next to his discarded headband. Then, his palms were gripping the backs of your thighs, pushing your knees to your chest as he lowered to his knees in front of you.
"Ah! Kakashi!" He wasted no time leaning forward to taste you, tongue slowly gliding across your cunt, over the wetness dripping from you and just barely catching your clit.
His eyes nearly rolled back at the taste, leaning back in to draw circles over your pussy with his tongue, paying no mind to the bucking of your hips as he teased you, avoiding direct contact with your clit. Though, his teasing didn't last long, hearing your whines and whimpers of his name, feeling your fingers scratch against his scalp, making his stomach twist with his desire.
He delved his tongue against your clit, drawing zig-zags and circles, sucking on the small part as his eyes closed, drunk on the taste of you.
Though, his onslaught against your pussy was cut short when he pulled away, hair messily falling in front of his eyes glimmering with lust. With one hand, he reached down and unbuckled his belt, leaning down to press a hot kiss to your lips, shoving his tongue in your mouth. You moaned at the taste of yourself, giving into him as he shuffled closer to you.
The tip of his cock glided over your entrance, making him shudder as he pulled away from the kiss. "Sorry baby, can't wait any longer. Need to be inside you."
One hand interlocked with yours, pressed against the table as the other guided his cock from the base into you, slowly stretching you out. There were many things you were lucky to have reserved for you as Kakashi's wife, and his dick was pretty high on the list.
His tip was pretty, flushed pink and leaking with his precum, glistening as it slid down to his base, veins prominent but not too thick, his hair neatly trimmed. Kakashi took care of himself when he realized he wanted to give himself to you for the first time, and he hasn't let up since. If you were so generous as to let him fill you so snugly, the least he could do is make himself look pretty.
He bottomed out, his shaft hidden between your folds as he let out a breath, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. Fuck, he loved this feeling. Not just getting to fuck you, to feel you pulse around him and call out his name, but getting to make love with someone so important to him, someone he wanted to have his children one day.
"Kashi, please," you whimpered. It snapped him from his reverie, realizing he hadn't move since entering you fully. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead, pelvis brushing against your clit as he did so. "Sorry sweetheart, you just always feel so good."
He didn't waste another second, sliding out of you so slowly, thrusting back into you just as slowly. Whatever game he was playing at was making you grow impatient, eager to feel him drill into you as he gripped your breasts, maybe sliding up to your neck. Maybe he'd let you take his fingers in your mouth, maybe he would kiss you so sloppily that his spit would slide down your cheeks.
But it didn't matter what you fantasized, because Kakashi would always deliver. He picked up the pace not more than a few second later, unlacing his fingers with yours and gripping your hips to pull you to his pelvis, increasing the force of his thrusts.
God, he was so deep. He was hitting parts of you that only he could reach, grazing up against your g-spot as he speared his cock into you, barely ghosting your clit with his pelvis each time his hips met yours. Even though he was only touching your lower body, your entire body was on fire.
Your mouth had gone dry as your jaw dropped, airy moans and cries escaping you as you gripped the edge of the table, trying to hold onto some semblance of reality as he fucked you into oblivion.
By no means was this the kinkiest the two of you had ever been. Kakashi could get mean with you at your request, shoving your face into the pillows on the bed as he told you to shut up as he fucked you from behind, reminding him that you were his cute little wife, there for him to fuck as he pleased.
There was something so satisfying about the simplicity of sessions like these, his raw desire for you fueled by nothing but his adoration for you, determined to make you cream around his cock.
Your own hands were tugging at your breasts, calling out Kakashi's name as you felt the knot grow in your pelvis, your release steadily rising. He knew, he could feel the way you clenched around him, and he almost thanked god out loud because the wet and warm feeling of your pussy wrapped around him was becoming too much to bear.
He was letting out his own sounds now, stuttered grunts, low breathy moans, curses under his breath. Each sound that left his lips, accompanied with the look on his face, brows pinched together, eyes fluttering in pleasure as his jaw tensed and relaxed, made your stomach twist further in pleasure.
"Kakashi! Gonna cum, don't stop!" He took one hand from your hips, careful not to change his position as he drew on your clit with his thumb.
"Should mark you as mine, puppy." He muttered, and you let out a cry at his ministrations on your clit. The movements seemed random, but they worked all the same to push you towards you orgasm.
Your back arched off the table, a high pitched cry leaving your mouth as you came, creaming around his cock, spasming as he groaned and picked up his pace, feeling his own orgasm tipping over. Once he was finished with your clit, he pulled out, tugging at the base of his cock and holding his shirt up with his free hand. His released splattered over your pulsating cunt, painting you white as you observed the sight of his pleasure.
His hips were stuttering, eyes rolling back and his hand struggling to keep up with his pleasure as he rode out his orgasm.
Once he'd caught his breath, he glanced down at you, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. With legs shaking, you reached over and grabbed your panties, slipping them up your legs with trembling hands. "What?"
"Wrote my name," he said, tucking himself back into his boxers and not bothering to zip up his pants as he pushed his hair back out of his face. Your brows furrowed in confusion as he made his way towards the door, no doubt to finally shower.
"Your name?"
He threw a sultry glance over his shoulder, eyes darting down to your legs as he smirked again.
You flushed when you realized what he meant. He drew his name on your clit when you were cumming. It's what had pushed you over the edge, and it was something he'd never done before.
Feeling yourself heat up with desire again, you threw a glance towards the now cold dinner, hopping off the table and following him into the hall. "Care if I join you?"
<3 <3 <3
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