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derangederensimp · 2 years

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Naruto Shippuden One Shot Kinktober

#26 Sensory Deprivation and temperature play with Madara Uchiha x Fem Reader

CW: Temperature play with candles and ice, Size kink, Sensory Deprivation (sight), pet names, slapping, mating press, breeding kink, Creampie

See artwork at end of fic. Had to include this fanart because hot DAMN

“You like watching don’t you? That’s so bad tonight you won’t be able to” Madara’s low voice echoing from the high ceilings in your house. He pulled out a red silk blindfold draping it over your eyes and tying it behind your head, swiping down your hair not to pull on it. “No fun” you pouted out your lip, his presence all together disappearing, his footsteps fell silent. You had no idea where he stood anymore and reaching your hands out to try to reach out you felt nothing.

“Looking for me sweetheart” you heard him from both directions, your head turning to try to distinguish where he was standing.

“Over here” he said, kissing at the back of your neck. Your hand reaching back to feel his hair, he let you stroke his hair a few times before pulling away. The next time you felt him his hands were on your thighs pushing you legs apart, his cold fingers running up your thighs making you bite down on your lip sending shivers down your spine. He loved how blushed your cheeks got every time he touched you.

Getting on to his knees he put an ice cube into his mouth, pulling your top up to expose your breasts, resting his chilled fingers on you before groping at your soft warm skin. Letting out a soft moan from your lips, you could hear Madara lolli out his tongue preparing yourself for what was to come.

His cold tongue flicked at your nipple making it harden from the temperature. Taking an ice cube and rubbing it down your thighs as he kept at your nipple. Suckling it into his mouth, he kept pushing the ice with his tongue to make contact with your nipple. He loved the way you squirmed under his control. You grabbed onto his hair softly tugging it as the feeling was driving you crazy, the spot between your legs growing hotter and hotter as the sensation from cold went to warm. You heard him swallow the rest of the ice.

Then his touch disappearing once again making you whine, your cunt was begging to be wrapped around something but he was teasing. A game you hated, the next feeling you felt was something hot, not too hot to burn you but a soothing warmth, his hands rubbing whatever the substance was into your thighs. “M-Madara” you chanted, no response his touches fading. “Madara, please just touch me” you begged.

Something he couldn’t resist for long was your begging, how whiny your voice sounded saying his name, he watched your body twitch and the way you rubbed your thighs together clenching them to give you some type of pressure. “So impatient” He said, pouring some of the warm wax down your chest. He let it sit a few seconds before he rubbed it into your skin, his big hands circled around your breasts cupping them. You felt his face nudged between them “You smell and look delicious, I could just lick you all night”

His tongue flicking at your nipple while the other hand pinched your nipple between his fingers. “M-more please” you huffed out. Trying to hide the tone of impatience. He pinched your nipple harder “you think your ready for me?” He teased. His hand moving to your thigh tapping it to make you open them for him.

You did so eagerly, his large fingers slipping between the folds of your cunt, setting his thumb on your clit while his fingers spread around your slick. Moaning out his name, biting your lip to not be too loud. “I want to hear you y/n” Madara demanded. He shoved two of his fingers inside making you cry out “much better” he praised you.

Hooking his fingers inside your cunt squeezed his large fingers, his thumb pushing against your clit. Pumping his fingers in and out he observed you get wetter and wetter. The lewd sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of your tight cunt was like music to his ears along with your moans. “That’s it sweetheart, just like that. You want to cum on my fingers don’t you” the way his voice sounded drove you insane.

“Please” you begged again. Your thighs beginning to shake as the knot in your stomach tightened. His fingers moving faster and faster, you could feel that he rested his head on your thigh. The knot in your stomach snapping, cumming all over his fingers. “Good girl” he praised, taking his fingers out he brought them to his lips licking them clean before standing up. If only you could see his cock dripping with pre, the tip red with intisaption. He picked you up from the couch, throwing you over his shoulder walking towards the bedroom. Slapping your ass with an open palm, chuckling when you giggled at the pain.

Setting you down onto the plush mattress you were quick to embrace him, his body hovering over yours resting his head into the crook of your neck giving small short kisses making his way to your lips. He pushed his tongue through your mouth pushing your tongue around exploring your mouth. A soft moan dying on his tongue as he smirked. You could feel his hard cock pressed against your thigh, you never could get over the size which is why he insisted on lots and lots of prep.

Parting your legs with his knee you kept your arms wrapped around the back of his neck. “You ready?” He kissed your ear. “Mhm” you hummed your response. Kissing his neck softly before you bit into the spot making him groan.

He aligned the tip of his cock with your entrance slipping it between your folds. Pressing it against your clit to see you hold your mouth agape. He inched himself inside letting your body adjust to him already moaning from just the tip a smirk growing across his lips “take a deep breath for me” Madara said, you did as you were told trying to get your body to relax around him. Once the squeezing of your cunt stopped he pulled out before pushing back inside, filling you to your hilt.

Putting his arm behind your back he brought your body to his, your breasts bounced against his chest as he pumped in and out. His naming rolling off the tip of your tongue each time his cock rubbed against your gspot, soon enough your thighs were shaking, tears spilling out of your eyes as he kept pulling out right before you came. The fourth time he decided to let you cum “go on, cum on my cock y/n” Madara grunted. Your body shock under his while he pressed his lips against yours letting you ride out your high. Once your cunt stopped pulsating he pulled out to change positions.

Pushing your legs to your chest he positioned himself above you, his legs on either side of you he kept his hands on your thigh to stabilize himself. You were fucked out of your mind, your body still running off the high of the orgasm he just gave you and it was his turn to get his climax.

Aligning himself up before he shoved himself inside, the tip kissing your cervix entrance over and over again making you scream out his name. Your mind going blank as your eyes rolled to the back of your head in pure ecstasy. “F-fuck y/n. Your pretty pussy will be the death of me” Madara groaned. His pace picking up he could feel his release coming fast.

“C-can’t wait till your round with my babies, our little Uchiha’s” he grunted in between moans. His thrusts becoming sloppy as he came hard into you. Filling you up completely he watched as his cum seeped out of your cunt. Gathering what he could in his fingers and pushing it back inside.

He laid beside you, chests heaving together pulling you into his arms holding you tight. Planting kisses all over your cheek, he rubbed at your legs to relieve some of the soreness you were bound to have. “Think this one will be the one” he hummed into your neck. “But if not then we will keep going at it till you are with my child” Madara cooed. A smile on your face already knowing the result to the next test would be positive.

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skyahri · 2 months

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How They'd Do You |Naruto Men X Reader| HC

Characters: Sasuke Uchiha, Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara, Madara Uchiha, and Naruto Uzumaki.

Summary: How they are in bed.

Warnings: NSFW. Mentions of sex and foreplay. Breeding kink, breast and nipple play, head, etc.

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Sasuke Uchiha

Sasuke isn't one to give up control very easily, especially when he's in any sort of vulnerable state.

More often than not, he's on top of you, forcing your legs against your chest and not holding anything back as he thrusts into you.

On the rare occasion he allows you to top, he's still 100% in control. He always ends up taking over towards the end when he can't take it anymore. His release is close, and something in his brain is begging him to rail you.

He wouldn't be into actual choking in fear he'd lose control of his strength, but he's not afraid to use your neck as a handle of sorts to keep your body from moving too much.

Hes the embodiment of a breeding kink.

He's close to his end. He places his hand on your stomach and forces his seed in you.

If he's still got stamina, he's pushing you onto your hands and knees for round two, ass high up in the air.

"Not a single drop spills. Got it?"

Emergency contraceptive is your best friend, but let's be real. It fails sooner rather than later based on the sheer amount you rely on it.

Kakashi Hatake

Foreplay king. He loves head, both giving and receiving, sometimes even at the same time. Nipple play, fingering, whatever it is you're needing, he's providing.

Passionate.

When he does share his mind, it's never a light matter, and sex is no different.

Kissing, hand holding, praising - it's all a very important part of the act for him. He's pouring his heart and soul into you every time you're together.

But don't get it wrong, he's still a man. Those sweet nothings and soft whispers about how much he loves you quickly turn into dirty talk.

"You're such a good girl."

"You look so pretty wrapped around my cock."

"You're mine, you know that?"

He definitely sticks his fingers in your mouth.

After a certain point, he let's his dick do the thinking for him. You don't mind one bit.

He's all about aftercare. Rags or showers or just physical contact, whatever you want, he's got it. He knows he's not always the best at taking care of you, but this is one instance where he's confident about what he's doing.

Shikamaru Nara

My man is lazy and that doesn't change, even in the bedroom.

He usually doesn't go down on you but enjoys when you sit on his face. He'll wrap his arms around to grip your thighs. He's never one to turn down head but doesn't really make foreplay a priority.

Some might call him a pillow princess at first glance, but it's deeper than that. He has the control, he just let's you do the work most of the time.

You may be on top, but his strong grip and guiding fingers tell you exactly what to do.

Sometimes, he doesn't care for the pleasantries that come with dragging it out. He'll nestle between your legs and let his head dip down to your neck.

Lazy thrusts, but that's fine. Deeper is always better than faster.

He doesn't really do dirty talk, but he's definitely not silent. He's vocal, always groaning, maybe he'll tell you that he loves you if he's feeling a certain way.

Madara Uchiha

Most of the time, he's hate fucking you.

There's no time for foreplay when he's immediately slamming you against the wall when he gets home.

Despite all the anger radiating off of him as he mercilessly thrusts into you, he's calling you the sweetest nicknames he can think of. Love or Darling or something of the sort.

He always finishes inside. You're not sure if he's just too busy letting his frustration out to think, or if he's actively trying to get you pregnant.

It's both... sort of. For him, anger is just passion and fuel. It has nothing to do with his actions. He's pumping you full of his cum because he likes to claim you. He wants you to bare his children. He wants people to know you're his.

Aftercare isn't as straightforward for him. He's not offering to clean you up, but he tries to find ways to subtly apologize for turning you into a toy.

Naruto Uzumaki

Naruto runs on pure instinct in every aspect of his life.

He's doing what feels right in the moment and confirming it with you if it's something he's unsure about. (Consent is key).

He's a people pleaser. He's always making sure he takes care of you before he even thinks about himself. Eating you out, fingering, breast play, whatever you want.

He's sloppy. It's just something that always emerges with him. He's placing wet kisses on your neck, his hand placement can sometimes be a bit awkward, but it all adds to the experience.

His head gets so foggy with love and lust that he honestly can't think straight. The way his body takes control and he ravages you in an almost primal way, it's to die for.

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vulpisnocturna · 9 months

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My tired brain 🧠 possibly misunderstood, but hc requests are still open? If not disregard this ask, but if so what are your hc on Uchiha Males discovering their spouse or s/o, having an intrauterine device for birth control? I would say not done out of spite but just something their s/o has had for years (some IUDs last for 10 yrs or longer!). Maybe it was a slip of the tongue, since it’s not something most women spend all day thinking about. At least I don’t.

Maybe a slight misunderstanding over the whole scenario. It can be NSFW as well. 😈

HC requests are in fact still open, as they don’t take me long to write. Fic requests are closed.

Mhhh I’m not sure, this would be quite hard to gauge I think. I’ll try my best.

Uchiha Men finding out you have an IUD/views on contraception

Indra:

-This man would not be happy to hear you say you cannot conceive when he wants you to. He would absolutely tell you to get it removed ASAP. You don’t want children with him or something? Is that a joke? You need to give him an heir.

-If you tell him you’ve had it for a long time, he will retort that now you’re his wife and it is time to have a family with him.

- 10/10 commitment, 1/10 general approach, 0/10 women’s rights

Izuna:

-He’s secretly a sweetheart. He would ask you why you did it and if you’re comfortable removing it because he wants a family with you. If you’re not, he’ll try to coax you into it, but he won’t push too far. He wants peace for his clan as much as peace in his household.

-Will be asking routine updates on whether you’re ready to take it off.

- 7/10 general approach, 9/10 communication, 7/10 women’s rights

Madara:

-Is perplexed when he starts to see that no matter how many time he breeds you, you never get pregnant. There is no way he’s the problem. Could you be infertile? That’s not a thought Madara likes. He needs to pass on his genes, and he singled you out as the best woman to help him do that.

-So he asks you, and you tell him you cannot conceive at the moment because of your IUD. Madara is not happy. He isn’t going to be as controlling as Indra, but he will try to literally fuck the need to be bred into you. Will manipulate you into a breeding kink. And then he will dote on you, making sure you know how much he is committed to creating a family with you, how much he wants you to bear his children. Until you suddenly want it too and get that blasted thing removed. Another win for Madara.

- 6/10 general approach, 6/10 women’s rights, 8/10 gaslighting

Obito:

-This man will break you with simping. When he finds out, he’s genuinely upset and a little embarrassed. After all, he’s been raving about putting a child in you when you two were having sex and now he finds out it was literally impossible for him to do so.

-He will shower you with love, say he wants a family with you so badly, tell you how good you’d look pregnant, say how much he wants to be a father and how good of a mother you’d be.

-Genuine love bombing: Obito is genuine in the efforts he’s putting in. He’s not trying to manipulate you consciously, he just wants it that badly, and is so upset that you have that IUD and he can’t make it a reality. What you’ll do is up to you, but he’ll never stop nagging you.

- 7/10 general approach, 8/10 women’s rights, 10/10 simping

Shisui:

-Is the most normal about breeding kink. Will say it’s fine, but asks if one day, you might still be open to having children.

-Laughs it off with a sex joke.

-‘That’s good to hear, sweetheart, I’m not sure I can be trusted with pulling out in time’ he would laugh and joke.

-Sometimes will get thoughts of how cute it would be and how happy it would make him to make a family, and he asks how long you think you’re going to keep it.

-Engages in playful jokes about being a dad. Quick glances in your direction to see how you take it.

- 10/10 women’s rights, 9/10 general approach, 9/10 joking as a coping mechanism

Itachi:

-Itachi is completely understanding of the notion of contraception. After all, who would want a child when they’re not ready? But he does want a family with you, and if the time is right and he doesn’t plan to play suicide with Sasuke, he will want you to be the mother of his children.

-Will inquire when you got it… for purposes. You don’t need to know he’s counting down how much time is left until it gets removed

-Will also inquire what the purpose of the contraception is. Is it to be able to have sex without risks until you are ready, or are you planning to not have children at all? He needs to be reassured that you do want a family with him one day, even if it’s not today. He’s patient, but he needs the constant reassurance that one day, he can go wild and give in to his breeding kink. Being an Uchiha is not easy.

- 9/10 general approach, 10/10 women’s rights, 9/10 paranoia

Sasuke:

-You can do whatever you like, but he’s silently brooding over it. Secretly asks himself if you are trying to avoid having a family with him

-Wants to rebuild his clan with you. Will not say he wants you to get it removed. Will say “whatever”.

-You’ll have to go to him to have a conversation about it, and the fact that he wants a family has to be pulled out of his throat with pliers. You’ll have to do the leg work to communicate, but it’s really sweet once he lets go and is vulnerable enough to show you his true feelings.

- 3/10 general approach, 9/10 women’s rights, 10/10 emotionally stunted.

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actuallysaiyan · 2 months

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

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

Indra

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Madara

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Izuna

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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daddy-suguru · 1 year

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𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫’𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝟑𝟏 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬!

✑ MDI | active event! | warning for darker kinks, everything will be consensual - tag closed!

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏 breeding - detective!Satoru Gojo

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs | established relationship - married, breeding/talk of pregnancy, calling each other various nicknames of baby daddy/baby mama/princess, teasing/pleading/begging, cockwarming, lingerie, food play - chocolate hearts, pussy eating, breeding, hints at round two, clit rubbing during cool-down period, squirting, praise

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ | 2.3k

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐 corruption/virgin kink - true form!Sukuna Ryomen

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs | monster fucking, virgin!collage student!reader (has a vague idea of the parts and that they make babies but not how do), heavy virgin & corruption kink, begging, teaching, rough degrading praise, heavy hints at sukuna's jealousy/possessiveness, oral, needing to prep you for both his cocks, fingering you in front of the mirror, grinding, heavy size kink, sukuna is eight feet tall in his true form, sukuna has two dicks, Sukuna's stomach mouth is hungry for your pussy, extreme manhandling/holding you in the air to fuck you, begging, one slap, sukuna makes out with you a little

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ | 2.4k

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟑 edging - cop!Toji Fushiguro

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟒 begging - detective!Satoru Gojo

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟓 corruption kink - incubus!Suguru Geto

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟔 thigh riding -Choso Kamo

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟕 overstimulation - titan form!Eren Jeager

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟖 bondage - Succubus!Mikasa

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟗 painal- Madara Uchiha

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟎 gunplay - Toji Fushiguro

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟏 kidnapping (roleplayed) - Satoru and Suguru

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟐 degradation/humiliation - ghostface!Toji & ghostface!Sukuna

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟑 praise/body worship - dragon!Suguru geto

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟒 belly bulge - dragon!Kento Nanami

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟓 dacryphilia - demon!Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟔 somnophilia - Shoko Ieri

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟕 triple penetration - Satoru, Suguru, Toji

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟖 punishment - Toji Fushiguro

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟗 outdoor sex - Suguru, Toji, Sukuna and Satoru

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟎 mind break - dragon!Toji Fushiguro

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟏 pregnancy kink - dilf!Suguru geto

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟐 orgasm control - Eremika

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟑 good girl/daddy - vampire!Kento Nanami

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟒 femdom - Satoru Gojo

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟓 voice/guided orgasm - Choso Kamo

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟔 mutual masturbation - Madara Uchiha

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟕 sensory deprivation/no sight or sound - Suguru Geto

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟖 making you his goddess - God of war!Sukuna Ryomen

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟗 squirting - giant!Toji Fushiguro

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟑𝟎 drugged/high sex/mating - Incubus!Satoru Gojo

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟑𝟏 sorry for having sex with all of your friends/revenge n break up sex - Shoko, Suguru, Satoru, Sukuna, Toji, Choso, Iori

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uchihaharlot · 4 months

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Can I get some NSFW content with Madara? 😏😏

I think you don't mind if i will write lots of requests—

Uchiha Madara. 😅 This man makes me nervous!!! I also do not mind how many asks you send! Though I write when the inspiration strikes me most. 😌😊 Not entirely proof read. 🫠

NSFW head canons; little bit of this, little bit of that; not sure why I wrote him as an asshole at first; sorry nonny this took so long I wasn’t horny enough at the time, lol.

• This narcissistic man doesn’t care much for pleasantries, unless it involves sinking his fat cock into your sopping cunt.

• If you manage to orgasm, and you undoubtedly will, it was merely just a coincidence. Your pleasure does not affect his. His pleasure is his own, you are merely just a vessel to deliver it.

• Be prepared to get fucked at any time of the day. Doing the dishes? Washing the windows? Tending the garden? Any one of these tasks could be interrupted when Madara has an urge to fill you with his cum.

• If you haven’t fallen pregnant yet, expect his advances to increase tenfold. Rounds. Consecutive rounds. Definitely an Uchiha to pump you full until he physically can’t. And even then, will continue because that dman breeding kink doesn’t just disappear.

• Ok, he might actually get a little sweet on you when you are pregnant or if you have children. Something about seeing the combination of your genes roaming around. Mommy’s little nightmare dressed like daddy. It actually softens him—JUST A LITTLE.

• Actually, he does get sweet on you. So sweet it makes him question himself. Turns out; sex is really enjoyable when both parties are pushing and pulling the trigger.

• Especially when you start corralling him into corners for it. Damn the heavens above, he is supposed to be the one propositioning you for it. So when you mentioned you didn’t have any undergarments with the days attire, a sly grin spread his face. You’re supposed to be going out for some stupid gathering of sorts.

• It’s uncommon for Madara to entertain public displays of affection. Wrapping his hands around you from the back, he slips a digit or two without the general public’s looking gaze noticing.

• ‘Don’t make a sound or you won’t cum by my hand ever again.’ You don’t shake your head in agreement either. Just stoically taking the gentle curling of his fingers as you stand in a group of hundreds. The daring act of the man has you withering away. Cumming hard, sucking in a deep breath.

• Fucks you in some alley way, bent over the trash heap like a filthy whore. Definitely some of the best sex you’ve ever had. Madara unlocks a new kink for indecent exposure from this.

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Sacrificed

Pairing: God!Madara Uchiha x Reader

Genre: Oneshot, filthy filthy smut

Word Count: 6.6k

Warnings: too many to count, afab!reader, rough sex, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, the Uchiha breeding kink, creampie, unprotected sex, aphrodisiacs, Madara has a big dick Uchiha, blindfolds, hands are tied, stomach bulge, mating press, overstimulation, some temperature play, strong language

A/N: This monstrosity has way too many tags, forgive me if I didn't tag every kink. Honestly this was only supposed to have like, two kinks or so, but uh obviously that did not happen and I'm not sorry about it. If this one does well enough I plan on writing a Sacrificed for each of the founders trio, and if I feel the inspiration after that I could add other Naruto characters as well so, let me know if that's something you'd be interested in.

A HUGE thank you to @therantingfangirl for helping me edit this oversized self indulgence! She's the best you guys, I love her and you should send some love her way! This wouldn't have been out as quickly, and would've had many more typos lol, if not for her. So tell her thank you for me~

edit 7/30/22: WE NOW HAVE ART!! A biiiig huge thank you to the amazing @skydaddy01 for their incredible art. They did a fanfuckingtastic job creating god!Madara's appearance, especially with so little to go off of because I'm bad at asking for things. Seriously, go check them out, especially if you like the art~

Without further ado, enjoy Sacrificed (Sun)

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Villagers scattered about, decorating homes and streets alike, preparing drums and costumes with jovial attitudes; the excitement was palpable. Most everyone looked forward to the Festival of the Sun, it was hard not to! The music, the ritual dancing, the offerings of food and wine to the gods as well as loved ones were certainly something to be excited about. The festivities themselves lasted for an entire week. It had to in order to entice him down from his place of rest. He was hard to excite, after all.

The Festival of the Sun is performed once a year before the cold season begins in order to plead with the sun god for protection from death during the upcoming frost. At the peak of the festivities, a living sacrifice is offered to the deity, but seldom does he come down. Most sacrifices come back without having even felt his presence, however throughout the history of the festival there were rare instances of his sacrifice being found dead at the end of the celebrations. The manner of death was always the same, burnt from the inside out. These instances came to be synonymous with having met him.

That fact made you, the sacrifice chosen for the upcoming celebrations, a bit nauseated. The idea of meeting the sun god made you nervous for many reasons; you were his devout follower, a young peasant chosen by the temple due to your dedication to your faith. At least, that’s what they told you when they notified you of your impending position. Your faith was well known in the village, you made the hike to his temple every two days without fail and prayed for hours in his sanctuary as well as volunteered to help clean the entirety of his temple.

His statues had always entranced you and you often wondered if that was what he really looked like. Was he really that tall and broad? Certainly awe inspiring if true. You’d run the soapy cloth along the carvings of his hair and close your eyes, guiltily pretending you were running your fingers through his majestic locks, it was so long, and the artist made it look so wild and untamed, giving his likeness a dangerous edge that made you bite your bottom lip. It would not be an exaggeration to say you were attracted to your god, or rather to the idea of him.

You had never met him or even heard his words as some priests had claimed to have heard. The high priest, the one who informed you of your role in the festivities, had said that your devotion moved the god and he had asked for you; that made you roll your eyes. As if the sun god himself would ask for you. The odd one, no family or friends, let alone a dating history, or anything of the sort that would catch the attention of anyone let alone such a powerful and incredible god. No matter, it would just mean another year without his appearance, though there is the possibility he’s so enraged by your presentation that he decides to burn you like the others.

He was not known for his mercy, after all. His lust for blood was legendary and his rivalry with the god of the forests still affects humanity despite their typically dormant state. Their battles have scored the earth and ruined oceans, much to the god of the sea’s displeasure. The temple texts state that the gods of forest and sun reawaken every century to continue their discourse. Were the previously killed sacrifices burned for his amusement or was he displeased with their appearance? Being burnt from the inside out at the hands of your beloved deity, was that your destined end?

As you contemplated your possible demise, the festival began. For the first three days your job was to stay in the temple. You were to pray all day, bathe in the ceremonial waters, and eat only the fruits provided. Each day the ceremonial drumming, which was performed as the sun began to set and would continue until sunrise, could be heard despite the temples stone walls. Their beat entrancing and familiar. It gave you something to look forward to as you prayed without response.

On the fourth day you weren’t allowed to eat anything, only drink a strangely viscus and milky liquid with no taste that left the core of your being feeling cold. The usual warm bath with citrus scents was replaced with the same cold and thick liquid you were forced to drink. Are they trying to give me a cold before they send me to my death? You thought as you shivered. The older priestesses were made to wash you, they rubbed the fluid into every part of your being. Maybe I’ll freeze before I’m burnt alive.

It was almost like a massage, the way the older women prepared you. The way they rubbed the fluid into the flesh of your breasts made you blush, and the blush only deepened when your sex was given the same amount of attention and pressure. You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut. The feeling was a bit unusual. Heat began to swirl in your center, and it helped you fight off the cold for the rest of the bath.

When you were brought out of the bath rolls of white and red silk were draped around your body in odd patterns. The material itself felt wonderful but they tied the red pieces around your arms and neck, while the white silk they used to bind your chest and cover your mound. It was an odd feeling, only being partially dressed and your abdomen being bare made you flush in embarrassment. They tied your hair back in a braid that was as long as your hair would allow, and they twisted the same type of red silk around it. You were not allowed to look at your own appearance and one of the women led you out of the temple without so much as a word.

Once outside you began to shiver again and your bare feet gracing the soft grass only made you feel colder. The breeze made goose flesh begin to rise along your skin and you wrapped your arms around yourself to try and keep warm. Sounds of the villagers enjoying the festival gave you something to focus on. What would you be doing, if you were not here? Enjoying some wine perhaps, dancing around the oversized fire that was lit in your god’s honor? Mmm maybe even enjoying a full plate of roast boar, your stomach grumbled at the thought.

A group of priests, including the high priest, emerged from the temple and began to lead you further to the west of the temple. On that side there was a trail. Most everyone knew of the trail, but it was not to be used by anyone but the blessed. It led up to the highest peak in the valley and at the top stood a temple made specifically to hold the sun god’s presence when he graced the earth.

The high priest ushered you onto the trail and began to walk in front of you, the others following behind. The entire hike up felt very stiff and uncomfortable, it made you more nervous than you already were. The high priest stopped, as did you, right before the doors to the sacred temple. It was much grander, the walls made of marble instead of stone with gold gilded doors and carvings of suns in the luxurious columns. A strong wind practically blew through you, and you wondered if you’d ever feel warm again. A quick glance around at the people meant to guide you made your stomach twist in knots. They all had such grave expressions. You wondered what was next and began to try to convey your question with your eyes but they refused look at you. “Um,” you began. “Excuse-“

A loud shout rang out from the village, the signal to start the drums. Startled, you glanced at the sky and saw that the sun had begun to set. The high priest turned and walked until he was right in front of you. He began to press a large flask of what looked to be the same viscous liquid into your hands while a different priest came behind you and began to tie a red ribbon made of the same silk tightly around your eyes. The cool material caused your heart to beat as hard as the drums. “Drink this once the sun has fully set, there will be more inside, be sure to drink all of it throughout the next few days.”

Your breathing picked up. Someone, you weren’t sure who, began to tie your wrists together in front of you. “Do not attempt to look at him,” the high priest spoke again. “Do not try to touch him, only he can initiate contact. You may roam around the temple but do not leave it.” How did he expect you to roam without being able to see? “We will be back at the end of the festival to collect you, do as we say and as he says and you will survive,” he paused, “probably.”

You nodded nervously; you couldn’t see his face but could feel the sense of dread in the air. “Alright, let us begin.” Someone began to push you forward and you felt your bare feet touch the chilled marble, heard the large doors creak open, and felt the plush of a cushion as they sat you down on the floor. Once their touch left you, the sense of foreboding increased. When you heard the door slam shut you knew you were alone.

You could hear the high priest begin a prayer outside the door, though it was rather muffled, you pressed your fingers against each other, and you tried to calm your nerves by joining in on the prayer. “Allow your warmth to protect and guide me,” you muttered. After a moment’s hesitation you added, “and your cruelty to pass over me.” And altogether you ended the prayer with an ‘amen’ though yours felt a tad more strained.

Through the blindfold you could make out vague shapes thanks to the small amounts of light; but that was all you could see, and once the sun set you would essentially be blind. You stayed seated for a time and fiddled with the flask that you had been given. The wrappings around your wrists weren’t painful or too constricting but they did limit what you could do. How were you supposed to stay like this for four nights and three days? “Where even is the restroom?” You glanced around at the shapes that made up what you could see. “Do gods even use the restroom?”

After a few more minutes of fretting and shaking you decided to stand and try to figure out what was in the room. You placed your arms out in front of you. Your hands may have been bound but you were still able to grab a hold of things. The temperature of the temple was colder than the temperature outside, it was similar to the biting chill of the nights in the cold season. At this point you wondered if you were doomed to die from frostbite. The tips of your fingers scraped against the cold marble of the walls, and you continued to glide your hands along the carvings to guide you through the area. As your vision began to worsen you knew the sun was almost under the mountain.

Your fingers brushed against a metal decoration and you began to explore the piece to the best of your abilities. It felt like a throne, a large one, with a cushion made of the same type of silk that was draped around you. The size of the throne made it feel a bit more like a small loveseat, you couldn’t imagine it being too comfortable with all the surrounding metals. Beside the throne seemed to be a short table with a pitcher atop it. The pitcher was carved, and you could tell it was well crafted by running your fingers along the object. It felt much too light to be filled with anything, much to your chagrin. You had been hoping for a sip of real water.

While there was still a bit of sunlight left you decided to try to explore the center of the room a bit more. You walked cautiously from the throne to the middle of the area and saw a shadow that seemed to be a table or something similar. It was a bit tall to be a table and you placed your hands on it and felt that it was also made of a cold marble. There were no chairs around it and as your fingers brushed along the edges you felt that there were words engraved on it. You wondered if they were gilded with gold like the carvings on the outer columns had been. Slowly, you attempted to read what was engraved around the table. “A sacrifice of flesh and blood,” you muttered. “Well, that would be me.”

“Is that right?”

You flinched. That was not a voice you recognized. It was deep and alluring, with an inflection that sounded almost amused. The man’s voice had come from behind you, where you remembered the throne being. Cautiously, you turned toward where you thought the voice was coming from but immediately had to squeeze your eyes shut. All there was in that direction was a bright light, like the sun itself had come to rest in front of you. Wait, your breath caught in your throat. The sun itself?

“A-Are you perhaps-“

“Yes?”

You felt so hesitant. Your heart felt like it was going to pound out of your chest, the urge to drop down on your knees and bow was at the forefront of your mind. There was a warmth, an intense but welcome warmth, that began to move toward you. Your eyes were still closed tight; even behind the blindfold his brightness was too much. Like a warm breath it felt like his presence was closer, but you weren’t sure how close. Without much more thought, you gave into your urge and got down to your hands and knees with your head resting atop your extended arms on the floor. Even the floor felt warmer now than it had before his arrival. “My lord!”

“Hm, not quite as interesting as I was expecting.” He sounded so close, almost as if he was directly above you. “But not altogether unpleasant.”

Your skin began to tingle from the contrast in temperature. Hot and cold. Internally, you still felt like you were freezing but externally his presence had warmed everything to such a degree it felt like you might melt. Lightly, it felt like just the tips of his fingers, began to trial down your exposed spine, like he was counting vertebrae. Again, your bottom lip felt the sting of your teeth as your mind reeled at not only meeting but being touched by your god. The same god whose likeness you had thought of in some not so holy ways.

“Is it still too bright?”

“P-Pardon?”

“I understand that my presence tends to be overwhelming for human eyes, shall I dim myself?” He answered his own question, as the harsh biting against your eyelids seemed to lessen and instead of a sun his presence looked more like a group of brightly lit candles. It hurt still, but you were finally able to open your eyes. You wanted to look at him, wanted to take the blindfold off and gaze upon his glory but you kept your head down, afraid of the consequences of doing so. “Thank you for your consideration, my lord.”

“Still so polite,” his dry chuckle was like velvet in your ears. You shivered, but not from fear or temperature; you wanted to hear him speak more. The pleasing thought of having him order you around floated about in your mind. Warm, overly warm, fingers gripped your chin roughly and had you look up at the veiled view of his face. “I like how you’ve thought about me a lot better than the way you’re speaking to me now.”

Your heart hiccupped. Your thoughts of him!? You could feel the color drain from your face. All the unsavory thoughts you had about his image filtered through your mind at once. The few times you had touched yourself had also been to ideas of him. Would he kill you now for your blasphemous behavior? Was he aware of all of them? That rich chuckle continued to fill your ears, much more amused this time, and he turned your head from side to side as if in assessment of a product at the market. “Don’t be so nervous, child. You act like I’m going to burn you alive.”

You were pretty sure he might.

There were no details, but from his outline it seemed like the statue was rather accurate. His hair was long, spiked, and wild like the mane of a lion; his shoulders broad and perfectly set. He barely had a hold on your chin but the bits of his fingers you could feel felt strong, large, and overly warm. The high priest had told you not to look at him but maybe? Just a peek? “Can I remove the-“

“Do you want to go blind?”

“What?”

“Do you think you can stare directly at the sun without repercussions? You’ll go blind if you look at me with your naked eye.”

“Oh,” you pressed your lips together, your cheeks red with embarrassment. “Right, yes, that makes sense.”

“Eager to see your god, are we?”

You wanted to nod but refrained and he let go of your chin. “You haven’t finished the elixir yet.” He said it as a statement of fact and let out a sigh that sounded exasperated. The blood in your veins rushed at a dizzying pace and you felt panic begin to rise in your throat. Had you displeased him? Would he leave because of it? Anything but that.

“I hadn’t realized the time, please forgive-“ Wet warm lips pressed against yours midsentence. It was intense and hot, so very hot. One of his large hands grabbed the back of your head roughly, forcing you to tilt your head back and he tugged on the braid. The surprise made you flinch, and your mouth opened slightly, but it was enough for him. He began to force a liquid into your mouth from his. It was different from the others; it had a sweet taste to it that sat heavy in your center. The warmth of his lips felt like it might burn, but the cool of the liquid soothed it almost immediately. The contrast made you moan, and his tongue began to enter your mouth.

Your eyes squeezed shut and you began to feel turned on as his tongue caressed and pulled at your own. Were you allowed to kiss back? How was this supposed to work? Another noise escaped you as his tongue scraped against the roof of your mouth, slowly and with intent. You squeezed your thighs together in an attempt to calm down. He pulled away slowly, allowing his tongue to linger against yours in the space between you. The sun god chuckled once again, “That face is rather enticing.”

If only you could see what face it was. His touch left you and the warmth of his being began to dissipate. “Resting for so long can be quite boring,” he began, his voice sounded like it was back at the throne. When you opened your eyes you could see the light of his being further back, it seemed as if he was sitting on the golden décor. It almost looked like he was slouched, with one hand against the arm rest and his head on his fist, but that was just your assumption. You had no way of seeing the details of his form. “So, while we wait for the elixir to kick in, entertain me.”

Entertain? How? Should you ask? What if that angered him? He didn’t seem like the patient sort. You heard a sound similar to liquid filling a basin and saw him shift as it looked like he may be drinking. Your heart pounded in your ears in time with the beat of the drums that boom from below. Oh, was that it? At this point in the evening, for the festival, everyone would be dancing. Is that what he wanted? The dance was created for his worship, after all.

You stood on nervous legs, your hands still bound, and listened patiently to the beat. When you felt you had a good enough idea of the rhythm you began the dance. It was fast, continuously moving, with moves similar to dodging attacks in a spar. When the drum paused you twisted your spine and bent backward, almost hitting the sacrificial table behind you, and stretch your arms up behind your head to touch the cool marble. The stretch made you feel exposed. Your neck, abdomen, and legs were on full display. As the pause remained, so did your position. It was difficult, but the dance seemed to warm you up. You felt the flush travel across your body, and you began to feel rather thirsty. You resumed at the same time as the drums.

Everything seemed to disappear as the song continued. Your muscles began to loosen, your tension nonexistent, you completely forgot where you were or why you were even dancing in the first place. It was like you were hypnotized to follow the music. One foot out in front and the other behind, your hands pushed out in front almost like you were begging. Everything felt warm now, your breathing was labored from exertion. Much to your embarrassment, even your core felt a bit sticky. Your hair began to frame your face and you barely registered that the braid had come loose. “Keep dancing,” came his silken command. So, you did.

His approach was harder to feel this time, the difference in temperature not quite as stark, but when his hand caressed the side of your neck you gasped at the excess heat. “I didn’t say you could stop.”

Right, more dancing.

One of his hands remained at your neck, curling around it like a collar and restricting your movements. You couldn’t move away from him without feeling choked. His other hand slid down the length of your swaying curves, from the tops of your covered breasts to the dip of your hips where the white ribbon was tied. The heat was almost sweltering and the ache in your sex began to grow. He tugged and the silk around your waist began to slip away, creating static as it fell from your flesh.

You couldn’t help but stop, your senses now fully focused on your naked lower half. Without the cloth your arousal was even more obvious, its evidence sticking to your thighs. “I don’t like to repeat myself,” he growled so close to your ear. A shiver wracked your form, and you did your best to start moving again, but his hand inching toward your center made you lose your rhythm and your movements became awkward. His hot tongue began to lick a stripe along the red silk wrapped around your collar bone. His warm fingers began to stroke the plush flesh of your mound. A fresh wave of slick began to coat your labia.

“Mm,” you pressed your lips together. You felt like you were on fire. “My lord, please,” you whispered, not entirely sure what you were asking for.

“Tsk, you know my name. Say it.”

He was giving you permission to call him by name? His fingers trailed down and began to stroke the naked flesh of your sex. The amount of wetness made the sounds of his fingers vulgar as he moved them back and forth against the sensitive skin. Your head fell back, and you gasped, his warm fingers immediately zeroing in on your clit. The heat was overwhelming, adding extra stimulation to your already pulsing bud. Your core began to clench, and your hips reflexively bucked toward his hand. “Go on,” he chided. “Say the name of your god, tell him how badly you want him to finger you.”

Your vagina pulsed at the thought. Saying his real name was taboo in the temple, but he was giving you permission. It was impossible to think, his fingers sped up their assault. Only incoherent noises left your throat as your knees began to buckle. How were you this close already? The hand that was around your neck squeezed teasingly, cutting off your air flow temporarily, before moving down to support your lower back as your legs threatened to give out. Instinctively you reached out and tried to use his arm for support before immediately pulling your hands back. They burned, like you had touched a hot stove.

“Do not try to touch him, only he can initiate contact.” The high priest’s words rang out in your mind.

“Weren’t you warned pet?” His head leaned down to your burnt hands, his fingers not ceasing, and he licked along your palms as if to soothe them. The mixture of pain and pleasure only brought you closer to the edge and you began to buck your hips in earnest. Your pleasured noises began to grow into full moans as you approached your peak.

Quickly, without warning, he removed his fingers from your clit and unceremoniously thrust two inside of your entrance. It burned, the heat and the pain of the stretch, but it brought you over the edge anyway. He hadn’t even had to move his fingers and you were already clenching down on them. Tears welled in your eyes behind the blindfold, and you called out, “Ahh, Madara!”

“How cute,” he announced, his voice a note or two deeper, the arm that was supporting you was trembling. “So eager that you came just from having my fingers inside you?”

Madara began to move his fingers, slow and deliberate, making sure to scrape them against your walls and ensuring that pain accompanied the pleasure. He moved his mouth to your neck and tugged at the red ribbon, untying it with his teeth and exposing the rest of your body to his gaze. He began to scissor your entrance and you felt the tightness in your gut return. “Such a naughty human, touching yourself to the thought of your god. Did you think I wasn’t watching? Did you think I wouldn’t know?”

You felt like you were burning, and you heard the juices of your arousal splash against your skin. His thick fingers began to thrust quickly, and he brought his palm up to rub at your sensitive clit. A whine left your throat. He continued his verbal assault. “I watched you each and every time you called out to me with lust. I saw the way your greedy pussy swallowed one, then two, even three of your own fingers. But it was never enough, was it? You needed something else, needed these fingers to fill you.” He added a third finger and you had never felt so full. A cry of his name left your lips again and that rich chuckle of his vibrated through you. “Well how is it? Now that you have the real thing, is it satisfactory? Are you still feeling greedy?”

“It’s good,” you slurred in a drawn-out moan. His fingers began to push at your walls in opposing directions and you thought you might drool. “So so good.”

“Only good? Well, I guess I’ll have to try harder then.”

All three fingers curled at once and began to press on a specific part of your walls. Your breathing stopped, your body convulsed, your toes curled, and your vagina clenched like your life depended on it. His palm pressed hard against your abused bundle of nerves, and you came yet again. But this one was different, more intense, almost painful as it washed over every part of your being. You felt dizzy before you remembered to breathe. His hand kept moving but you were at your wits end. “Too much, ah,” you wanted to grab a hold of his arm but barely registered you would get burned again if you did. Your sex throbbed painfully. “Please lord Madara,” you pleaded. “It’s too much.”

The sun god removed his fingers slowly but made sure to keep supporting you. You watched as the vague light of his being seemed to lick a trail from his own palm down his arm and he moaned deeply as he followed the trail back up to his palm. He moved his hand away from his own mouth and brought his fingers to your lips. “Suck,” he commanded.

Your tongue poked out of your mouth shyly and you wrapped it around the three fingers hesitantly. A grunt left your throat as you tasted yourself on his digits. He shoved the three of them into your mouth, not willing to give you the chance to continue to do as you pleased. Obediently, you sucked. The heat from his fingers almost felt like they would burn your mouth too. Again, you wondered what he looked like in full detail. You gently scraped your teeth against the three digits. “Good pet,” he muttered and pressed the pads of his fingers down on your tongue. “Now, lay down on that table. I’m going to take my sacrifice.”

Madara removed his fingers and let go of you entirely. You stumbled, almost fell to your knees again as your support disappeared. Thanks to the light of his being you were able to see the shadows that made up the cold marble of said sacrificial table. As much as you tried to make your crawl a top it look sexy, you fumbled a few times. It was rather high, making it difficult to crawl onto, but your inability to be graceful didn’t seem to deter him as he was atop you the moment you fully laid down.

The sun god’s scorching lips graced yours once more and this time you tried to meet his tongue stroke for stroke. His impossibly warm palms enveloped your breasts and began to mold them to his liking, almost as if he was trying to change their shape to his hands. For the first time you felt his entire body as it pressed against you. His muscles were firm as they met your squishy flesh and the hardness of his arousal rubbed against your belly in interest. It leaked with precum and the thought of that being your doing gave you butterflies. Slowly he pulled away, he seemed to sit up for a second as you heard the sounds of a glass bottle opening. His own breathing sounded labored, but it paused as he began to gulp down whatever he had opened.

When he was seemingly satisfied, he pressed his lips to yours again, and much like the first kiss, forced the liquid down your throat. Some of it dribbled down the side of your mouth, being too much to swallow all at once, but it didn’t seem to bother him as he continued to aggressively explore your mouth. What surprised you was when he began to pour out the chilled liquid onto your overheated sex. Your back arched, the contrast in temperatures a shock to your system.

He threw the glass bottle away and it broke against the flooring with a loud crash. His thick fingers began to coat themselves in the fluid and started to scoop it into you. You groaned into his mouth. Madara kept pushing it in, forcing it as deep inside of you as his fingers would allow. It felt odd, his hands and your body heat slowly warmed the liquid as he pushed it inside. The god pulled away from the kiss with a loud breath. “No more games,” he announced and pulled his fingers away.

The sound of his slick fingers against his own flesh made you shiver. You wished you could see it, him fisting himself atop you. What a gorgeous sight that would be, it was almost worth the risk of going blind. Almost. He lined himself up with your entrance, one hand holding your tied wrists above your head and the other holding him in place. His tip felt large as it twitched impatiently against your hole. Anticipation made you hold your breath.

“I’m going to ruin you.”

He thrust in and your jaw dropped. Big, he was so big. You felt overstuffed, like there were six of his large fingers shoved inside. Madara pushed forward more, your walls spasming around the intrusion. He was too big; it was too much. You felt like you were going to break, like he’d split you in half. More of his shaft entered you and he groaned, his guiding hand now reaching up to grip your hip and push you further onto him. It felt like he had knocked the wind out of you as the tip of his penis hit your cervix. Surely that was it, he couldn’t go any further. “Pretty little thing, so fucked out already and I’ve barely even started,” he chuckled, his words strained. He brought the hand that was holding your wrists down to wipe your chin of drool that you hadn’t even realized was there. “You’re so wet,” he grunted and pulled his hips back before snapping them forward quickly. You grunted, the drag of his dick the best thing you had ever felt. “Behave and I might just reward you.”

He began to thrust in earnest, the mushroom head hitting against your cervix with each thrust in, like it was trying to bury itself deeper inside of you. Your back bowed and he forced your hips to meet his. You brought your hands up and began to grip at the edge of the marble table. Your white-knuckled grip the only thing keeping you grounded. He brought his unoccupied hand down to your left breast and began to thumb the nipple in time with his thrusts. The shlick shlick shlick sound of each drag against your insides made your toes curl once again. You felt the heavy weight of his balls hit against your perineum and the slick that was pushed out with every thrust leaked down onto the stone beneath.

The sun god was more vocal than you had expected, grunting with effort, and groaning when you clenched particularly hard around him. You licked your lips, your mouth felt dry from hanging open for so long. Your guts began to twist in knots again and you knew you would cum soon. In a rush of bravery, you brought your legs up and attempted to wrap them around his waist. Immediately, your flesh began to burn, and you set them back down. “What did I tell you?” He sounded strained and he moved his second hand to your other hip. “Behave.”

“I can’t-“ you cut yourself off with a moan, his shaft scraping just right against your g-spot and causing your climax to begin again. He hissed and you felt his hair tickle your stomach as he leaned forward and his grip on your hips tightened. You hoped he’d leave bruises.

“Fuck,” he sounded depraved, and you bit your bottom lip hard. His hips continued to push into you. “Your walls are trying so hard to milk me, is that what you want? Hm? You want me to breed you?”

“Uhn,” you couldn’t help but nod vigorously. Your mind so warped with pleasure that you’d do anything he asked. “Oh, Madara,” you groaned and bucked your hips against his grip.

“You want to carry my bastard,” his voice thick with arousal. His large hands pulled you further down on the table and he put both of your legs up around his shoulders. “Everyone will know it’s mine. They’ll all see your rounded belly and know that it’s the seed of their god growing inside of you.”

The new angle was intense, he bore heavily down onto your cervix with every thrust. He pushed your legs forward, putting them up by your shoulders, almost folding you in half, and pushed into your womb. You screamed. It was too much, an intense mix of pain and pleasure that had your nerves confused. “Feel me reach the deepest parts of you,” he grunted. Madara grabbed your tied wrists and brought your hand down to your folded stomach. He made your hands press against your lower belly where you felt the outline of him inside of you. The extra pressure added more feeling and you whined. “I’m going to fill that pretty little womb of yours.”

His thrusts quickened, becoming bruising and focused. You kept your hand where he placed it and felt his bulge as it moved in and out of you. Your head moved back and through your lust filled haze you noticed that the edges of the blindfold had loosened. If you moved a bit more maybe it would come off? Madara moved one of his hands inward and began to stroke at your clit quickly. His pace becoming uneven as his breathing sped up. “You were fucking made for this,” he groaned out. “Made to take me, to be folded in half and fucked stupid.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you cried out and moved your head to the side. The silk slipped off of your eyes and you kept them closed as you tried to ignore the need to look at him. He felt so good, so brutal. Your clit throbbed and your core clenched for the fourth time. This was it, the most intense orgasm you’d have possibly ever. You wanted to look at him, to gaze upon his glorious face as you came undone. “Madara, please,” you began, your voice keening at the end. “Look at me.”

You opened your eyes just in time to see him look into yours. He was gorgeous, his dark hair wild and strung about him in a halo of black, his naked flesh flushed pink with exertion, his eyes so dark they looked like they would swallow you whole. His muscles rippled as he fucked you open, the lines under his eyes crinkling as his lips tightened in a smirk. Madara whispered your name and gave one more strong thrust before you squeezed your eyes tight in ecstasy. “Such a bad girl,” he taunted.

This orgasm was unlike any other before, your entire being felt tingly and a different kind of pressure built in your sex. When that pressure released a large burst of clear liquid gushed from you and your eyes rolled into the back of your head. Your legs shook, your walls trembled, and you barely heard Madara’s own grunt of release as he poured his molten semen into your womb. Your everything trembled and you felt like you might melt into the table below you. Your vision went from white to black and you felt your consciousness begin to fade.

“You may rest for now,” his voice sounded so distant in your mind. “We’ll resume shortly.”

When you woke next, you felt so disoriented. Your eyes were open, but everything was hazy, you felt like you were sitting on something hard but comfortable and you lifted your head to try and see where you were. “It took you long enough, pet,” came Madara’s silky voice from behind you. His chest pressed to your back and his arms pressed you further against him. “We still have three more nights of fun to get to.”

A/N: Again, this amazing art contribution was made by the one and only @skydaddy01 please go check them out and send them a huge thank you from me! Madara looks incredible, doesn't he? Uhg I can't stop looking at this art.

Part Two

Hashirama||Tobirama

Season 2

#mortyvongola2 fanfic #mortyvongola2 0 fic #madara uchiha smut #madara smut #naruto series #fanfic #fanfiction #reader insert #madara x y/n #madara x you #madara uchiha x reader #madara x reader #gods and mortals au #tribute to the gods au #mortyvongola2-0 sacrificed series

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animeyanderelover · 2 months

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Nsfw headcannons for madara?

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, Nsfw, breeding kink, afab s/o

Tags: @shumidehiro @swagenemyartisan

Nsfw Hc’s

🌑If we would consider the era he was born in, I can definitely see that traditions are a lot more sacred than they would be later on. Especially within a clan as feared and big as the Uchiha clan there are values and traditions that neither you nor him can fully avoid. One of those is most likely the ancient tradition of waiting until the wedding night to consummate the marriage to its fullest. Whilst Madara obviously thinks highly of his clan, I do think that he may just be tempted at times to mess with such an old custom at times, especially since the eldest of the Uchiha clan will probably be very adamant to have him do as the clan has always done. Messing with those old geezers at times is just quite amusing and he additionally gets to enjoy your flustered face by getting rough with you by making out with you. Yet he never goes further than that as he still decides to value the traditions of his clan. It's not like you are going anywhere as soon the vows of marriage will tie you two together.

🌑He does his clan proud by savouring the wedding night with you fully until you are too exhausted to even form a single sentence anymore and the only word leaving your mouth will be his name. Hours upon hours he finally claims what is now rightfully his and he's quite pleased to know that this will be one of many times where he gets to rail you as passionately into the sheets as he does now. Passion is quite a good word to use for him though as he is like this when expressing his feelings in non-sexual as well as sexual ways. So you can fully expect to have many nights with him just as passionately and fierce as during your first time with him. Especially if we consider that as the head of the Uchiha clan, he is expected to keep an intimidating composure in public which at times prevents him from expressing his love fully to you so as soon as there are no watchful eyes with expectations, he is fully prepared to express all of his feelings to you.

🌑Madara is the dominant part within the relationship in all aspects though and that also includes the bedroom activities. Madara can be quite lovable to you though despite the intimidating image many outsiders tend to have of him. That of course only if he is in a good mood but honestly, if him and his darling are on good terms there will be a lot of teasing and bickering going on and he will allow it. You can run your mouth a tad bit, he enjoys it if you can spit some searing lines and have a snarky demeanor because that makes it all the more enoyable to rail you out of your mind and watch you falling apart with every thrust of his. Not so smart now, are we? What can be a quite enjoyable and warm experience can feel very cold and possessive if Madara should be in a bad mood as he can use sex also as a mean to show you to whom you belong if you shouldn't behave yourself in which case his words can be icy and condescending as he comments how you could never be with another one as he has shaped your insides already so perfectly to only fit him perfectly.

🌑Speaking if his size, he is well endowed down there and he most likely knows that too. He isn't necessarily tall if we're talking about his body height but I do think that if his darling would be smaller than him, he would definitely develop a size kink and would enjoy the potential panic whenever having your smaller build pressed beneath him. He also enjoys potential panic you might express whenever you feel worried about how he'll fit his cock inside of you even if you shouldn't be that much smaller than him. It never gets old for him as he jokingly likes to remind you that you've taken him before and that you will do it again as many times as he desires. Do Madara the favor of being as vocal as you can, maybe even to the point where people outside the bedroom can hear you and know just how good of a husband he is for you. Madara on the other hand doesn't want to be too loud by comparison although he groans and grunts a lot throughout the long sessions which last quite a while.

🌑Whilst he is not going to admit it out loud, Madara has a thing for your hands tugging at his hair during sex. His hair is his pride and he has to take excellent care of it to maintain his mane of black hair so he enjoys even under normal circumstances if you appreciate it. It's quite different though if you do it whilst his shaft is buried deep inside of your pulsing walls and his whole body is already filled with sparks of pleasure as the sensation of your fingers pulling at his wild locks of hair and your nails scratching his head just hits different and only enhances the pleasure he's already experiencing in that moment. His position demands at times a lot of him and it can get somewhat exhausting and frustrating for him at times in which case he can blow off some steam wonderfully with you. Madara is traditional enough to use only one hole of yours most of the times, though at times he also enjoys seeing you kneeling in front of him with tears in your eyes, his hands entangled in your hair whilst forcing your head to bop back and forth as you do your best to not choke on his size.

🌑Most of his precious cum gets dumped into your womb though as Madara has a desire to get you pregnant. Not only is he the head of his clan and for that is expected to have a strong heir to succeed him but besides those expectations other members of his clan have on him, he just has the simple wish of having a few kids with the person he loves. Not only would it tie you to him forever but it would also be quite adorable to have some children to raise with you and make them into strong and proud members of his clan. Your pregnancy and all the transformations your body would go through during that time would be low-key a bonus since he'd probably find your changed body with all the extra curves and weight quite attractive as all those changes are caused because your body is carrying his baby. He'd even want to show you off to others more during your pregnancy just to let them see how much you're glowing whilst expecting his baby.

#yandere naruto #yandere naruto shippuden #yandere madara #yandere madara uchiha

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sleepysnk · 10 months

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madara uchiha 😵‍💫

(that’s it, that’s the thirst)

bro don’t even get me started..

madara uchiha who has the biggest breeding kink out of all of the uchiha clan. he just has the biggest urge to fill your pussy with his thick cum that he knows for sure would get you pregnant the moment he fucks you. he loves the idea of you round with his child and looking all pretty for him. he just knows that you would be the most amazing mother and that only encouraged him to fuck his cum into your pretty cunt. your pussy would be stuffed full by the time he’s done and if any slips out he would make sure to have another round ready for you in case.

“don’t let any come out.. or else i’m gonna have to fill you again, princess.”

#summer responds #smutty talks #gray <3 #madara x reader #madara smut #naruto x reader #naruto smut

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I love your blog about madara 😭♥️, you could write about madara being a dad🧑‍🍼 i love imagining him being a dad😭🤰♥️

Thank you for the kind words! I love thinking about Madara as a dad too! He is so husband and dad-shaped. That’s why I waited so long to answer this ask, even though it’s one of my first ones! Because I love this ask and wanted to do it justice. I can only see Madara as a father in an AU where Konoha is actually democratic and fair towards the Uchiha. Since you didn’t specify what stage of life the child is in, I’m gonna write about how Madara might be throughout his child’s life. Warning: fluff ahead!

During pregnancy- Madara is going to be extremely protective and gentle with you. If you ever thought he was overboard before you were pregnant, he’s just extra now when you’re more vulnerable than ever. Even if he knows you’re a capable shinobi (or civilian), he won’t let any risk come to you and wants you to have the most relaxing pregnancy ever. He doesn’t even let you step on a chair to reach the higher cabinets! Sheesh. He’ll rub your swollen feet and take on more chores. When you worry about the possibility of your baby not developing into a model shinobi as expected of an Uchiha child, he scoffs at you. “We will love and raise our child no matter what. Do you think we burn our children just because they aren’t strong ninja?” He hates the idea of children as mere fodder or pawns in war. This is his precious baby for goodness sake!

Madara will often be by your side, to protect you, but also to spend time with you. He wants nothing more than for you to be happy and feel how much he loves you and the baby during these precious months. There is no way Madara will ever let you feel self-conscious about your appearance. To him, you’re more beautiful than ever (not only because he has a breeding kink, people. He actually finds your pregnant body stunning). He builds the baby’s crib and nursery with his own hands during this time.

Newborn- Madara is crazy protective. His baby is so tiny, fragile, and perfect. He’s terrified of hurting the newborn at first, but gets the hang of handling his baby very quickly. Madara is overjoyed from the birth of the Uchiha and proud of you for gifting him the greatest blessing of his life. Too much had gone wrong in his life and having both his child and wife emerge from the birth healthy seems unreal to him. He’s kind of obsessed with staring at his child and soaking in the cute baby sounds they make. He silently vows to do good by the child and protect them no matter what. You may think this traditional man might leave a lot of the child-rearing to the mom, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Madara is very involved with the care of the baby. It’s not like his desire for you to feel happy, loved, and cared for faltered since the birth. Of course he’ll help, especially knowing how tired you can be. He has to admit a newborn’s care requirements are quite demanding, and even more daunting than many missions.

Toddler- At this tender innocent age, when the child is more interactive, but still dependent on their parents, Madara melts with his child. We know Madara loves children, but also that they’re usually terrified of him. For one to not only be unafraid of him, but seek his company and even touch him? It’s enough to make him soft in the head.

Madara is protective (see a theme?) because he knows his young child has no means of defending themselves. It hurts, but he knows the shinobi world is harsh and strength is the only way for anyone to survive. He begins teaching his child basic skills like walking on water, perhaps through games. No techniques to fight yet. He wants to spare his child the harsh training he and his brothers endured from a horribly young age for even a few more years.

His child’s babbling speech is so endearing, but he isn’t the type to baby-talk. You make fun of him for talking like an old man to the child, but it’s what Madara does. Madara lets his child climb all over him, curl up in his lap, and reads to them while they play with his hair. He isn’t even upset when they yank. He just sits there to soak up the childish chattering and laughter. Expect this child to have exceptionally sophisticated speech patterns in the future!

Childhood- It’s time for proper ninja training. Madara will begin the long journey of passing everything he knows about battle onto his progeny. He’s a fair, but firm teacher and he isn’t cruel in his lessons. Battle tactics, basic jutsu, taijutsu, and weapon handling are in the books. His child is still very young and may not understand limits. Children can be harsh to each other and it’s Madara, a clan head who doesn’t enjoy beating up on the weak, who teaches his child compassion and the responsibility the strong have to protect those who depend on them. It’s a loving household they grow up in. Raised by you and Madara, the child grows into a strong, empathetic individual. Madara will feel like a failure if his child develops the Sharingan at any point in their life, even if he knew it was likely to happen.

Teenager- God help Madara and his kid. He raised them to be strong individuals, never expecting it to come back and bite him in the ass. They talk back using the same logic and sharp Uchiha roasts he instilled into them. It’s during these years his teenager pushes his boundaries to see how far they can go and they gain some independence through ninja missions, so Madara can’t keep as close an eye as he wants. He makes sure there are responsible adults watching over his child on missions, even if he can’t be there himself. He always worries about his child when they’re outside of the village, though he knows they are very powerful for their age.

Like other teens, his delinquent child can be dismissive of risk and hot-headed. It’s likely his child runs into a few of Madara’s many enemies at some point who try to leverage them against him. Regardless, Daddy probably showed up to save the day a few times when his child made reckless battle choices or bad decisions to rebel against his rules, decisions that could have costed them their life. Daddy Madara then dragged his child home to talk (and sometimes smack) some sense into them. He may be angry, but Madara was honestly scared stiff about losing his child.

If he has a daughter and she begins showing signs of interest in boys, Madara will seriously consider murder. Forget about the responsibility of protecting those who are weaker. “She will never date anyone,” he concluded, chakra flaring dangerously with distaste at the thought of any dirty boy who dared touch his baby girl.

Adulthood- Madara will remain a steadfast pillar of support and wisdom throughout his child’s life. He will always be the model his child looks up to. Madara is pretty easygoing, and would love nothing more than to spend carefree time together doing anything with you and your adult child. He cherishes every moment, knowing that shinobi can die at any time and it’s almost a miracle that his small family has survived until adulthood.

He will always love and support his baby. It doesn’t matter what painful situations and decisions being a shinobi will force his child into making, Madara will love them unconditionally no matter what, even if they ever end up on different sides of a conflict. That is what being family means.

#madara headcanons #uchiha madara #madara x you #madara #madara fluff #madara x reader #uchiha clan #madara uchiha #answered ask

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Since we’re on the topic of Uchiha cock, let’s compare, shall we?

Indra: the founder of all Uchiha Cock

Honestly, I don’t know much about this man. But didn’t he pioneer the clan in the first place? So literally every single male in the clan sort of is blessed by his cocks genes. Phew, I hope you have a pair of underwear to change into. 😈😈😈

- Proportionate from crown to base, this man’s cock was almost painted for a portrait once.

- Not exceedingly veiny, but they’re there. And in all the right places, and if you’re a good girl, he’ll show you just where those places are.

- Dark head, semi lighter shaft, definitely exotic. His cock is the focal point of his southern region, neatly adorned with beautiful carpet that matches the drapes.

- Uncut, the ridges on his foreskin sort of are stimulating. Especially on first entry, so he will tease and tease you until he slams it in, fast without warning.

- Exceptionally thick, you’ll feel stretched stupid by this man’s cock. And when he presses a hand to your lower abdomen, you instantaneously start to flutter and come. It’s like magic.

- Exceedingly long, cervix taps all around for you. And he’s not gentle about it, he wants to make sure that that every drop of his seed shoots near it, especially when you ovulate.

Rating: 8/10 length 9/10 girth and 10/10 cock whipped @belit0 into oblivion 🫠

Madara: the shameless Uchiha cock

Similarly to Indra, he is at the starting line of the next generation for all Uchiha males. And outside of beating someone in battle, he beats pussy even better with cock. It’s glorious—picturesque. Even his enemies are green with envy, their wives RUN to Madara, but he shuns them. Truly a man made from the hands of the gods themselves. Hushed rumors between loose lipped women in their clan praise worship to him, and although he is a private person. He enjoys the secret whispers about his cock. It’s free advertisement and plenty of women throw themselves at him when he is out and about.

- Big fat head, ok? His foreskin doesn’t even cover his tip.

- Exceptionally sensitive. Madara has stamina for days, but if the right pair of thick lips wrap around him and suck that fat fucking head, he’s going to thrust into your throat until he comes and then drops you off where he found you. Sorry but he has more important things to do and this was a quickie.

- Drippy, excited when a new woman falls into his sheets. His cock leaks happily. A new hole to fill and another potential pregnancy. Which leads to the next point.

- His pullout game is weak despite being unbridled in battle. The man is fully enslaved to the Uchiha breeding kink. The more mini Madara’s the better, though he only exclusively fucks Uchiha women. No exceptions.

- Not incredibly long, nor short. He is a shower not a grower, and will make you suck him soft until he is hard.

Rating: 6/10 length 10/10 girth 12/10 has kids he doesn’t know about.

Izuna: eh—Uchiha cock

Another Uchiha I am uncertain about, but this man strikes me as a mix between Sasuke and Shisui. Sasuke because he can be emotionally dormant. Doesn’t want or like kids, but will eventually one day have to make sure he has at least one. And Shisui because the guy has drip and a sort of fun bad boy side that he doesn’t show anyone other than the woman he shares all himself with. It was as if the gods split his personality and reincarnated him into the two younger Uchiha because each side of the coin developed better between the two.

- Small-ish, but it grows and grows and grows. You think twice before shunting him aside. Extra long, a half inch or so doesn’t fit to the hilt.

- Sort of skinny, not in a bad way—he just wasn’t blessed like the rest of them. Ask him for a back stroke though, it’ll make up for it and have you crying for air several orgasms later, pleading for a break.

- Will reluctantly cum inside his wife. After 6 years of marriage though, and hounding from his brother to give his niece/nephews play friends (and cohorts in war).

- Realizes he likes coming inside his wife and has 3 more kids. Sorry Izuna, you’re a family man now.

- Secretly gets a vasectomy.

Rating: 10/10 length 4/10 girth 8/10 secretly a happy dad

Obito: the man of the hour Uchiha cock

This guy. Doesn’t even know what he has. Unknowingly is the most modest about his junk out of all the Uchiha. Thinks it’s genetics and never once thought he was adorned with the most beautiful cock out of all the Uchiha bloodline. When he finally feels comfortable to bed his new girlfriend he is shocked by your reaction and it awakens a whole new side of Obito.

- Big. Just big, big everything. Hands, torso, thighs. Toned, muscled and ripped up back. The man is built like a fucking 56k tonne Mack truck. Even when he is careful, and he worries a lot about that, it’s still rough. You love it though.

- Thickest cock game all around. It’s not overtly veiny but they do protrude when he has been properly edged and driven to the brink of insanity by him, lucky you. Cause she’s gonna get it and then some.

- Slow, fast, hard or soft. No matter the pace, Obito takes pride in his clan genetics little by little when he fucks 6 or 7 orgasms out of you.

- Big and fat aren’t the only things. When he comes it’s nearly cataclysmic. And he’ll secretly pretend he didn’t finish yet, just to fuck it back into you. Savage man I tell you.

Rating: 10/10 length 10/10 girth and 20/10 fucked stupid by him.

Shisui: legendary Uchiha cock

My light. The vision with no place to go. I love him wholly. But I’ll be honest, he is a filthy slut—because he fucks everyone. Pullout game on fleek—unless you’re on birth control, he’ll live out his wildest breeding fantasy with you, and maybe even gift you a real baby if you’re not on the pill. Who knows. This man doesn’t use a condom, ever. He won’t fuck just anyone though, their yearly physical has to be clean of STIs, emotionally fit and exceeding core strength. He’s going to have you in situations where sex is the least of your concern because nothing, and literally nothing, gets him off more than the element of surprise. Just killed an enemy in front of him? You get fucked, propped up against anything he can lean you over, and if there isn’t anything to support you with, you’ll be standing. Legs trembling, cramping and giving out. That’s just his lip service. I haven’t even talked about his cock.

- It’s not shy. You know it’s there even if he isn’t hard. Can fuck you with a half hard chubby if time allowed it and if he is too tired.

- Not entirely long, but that is ok. Shisui LOVES, LOVES to be close. Cradling you in his arms, pounding flesh until it echos, alerting everyone and anyone.

- KISSES. Cervix kisses, lip kisses. He wants to put his cock, EVERYWHERE that you allow him to—king of consent. Always jokes that your belly button is under developed because his cock should fit there too.

- Please, please, please tug his testicles. Unlike the other Uchiha, Shisui is the only one who loves to have them tugged, especially when he comes.

- His nick name is the super soaker. Not because of how big his load is, but given his lack of superior length, it’s not that short but still, he works a little extra hard to overstimulate you, making you squirt all on his cock. And even if he’s already came inside you, he will still lick and suck all that lovely marinate you guys just made.

Rating: 7/10 length 9/10 girth 10/10 if you fuck around, you’ll find out what’s it’s like to be folded like a lawn chair underneath him.

Itachi: dark horse of the Uchiha clan

This man here. Certified undercover freak. If he even senses you are giving him the opportunity, though he will ask first, just know that whatever dark paradise this man unleashes on you will forever be seared into your front temporal lobe. Not only will he emotionally lobotomize you to think of him and only him. He is physically capable of eliciting even the most deplorable desires you never dreamed of recreating with someone. Itachi has his own private theatre which you take center stage. The break down:

- Tsukuyomi. This is your playground. Anything you can imagine, dream, think and even feel is at the hands of Itachi. Though using his genjūtsu is saved for special occasions.

- Incredibly heavy headed. The crown of his cock appears to swell a bit more than most Uchiha males. Stretching your tight entrance repeatedly, just so he can watch it disappear and dissect your dribbling cunt.

- You get an Itachi and you get an Itachi and everyone here gets an Itachi. Or at least every hole that is. Just like Shisui, this man wants to fill every orifice of your body. Simultaneously. And Tsukuyomi is capable of just that.

- If you’re exceeding sensitive to pressure, he’ll feather his tongue over your clit from below, while his clone impales your weeping cunt, and another clone to muffle out the cries of pleasure is in your mouth.

Rating: 8/10 length 8/10 girth 10/10 leaving you fucked up beyond belief.

Merry Christmas you filthy animal. 😈😭

i.......... i can't even............ i mean................. FUCK

I have to admit Obito's is just how I always imagine him (did you read my mind?), perfect portrait of him🫱🏼‍🫲🏼

I agree with literally everything (except one part), so I'm going to dive into my personal opinion of one particular section (my favorite), let me elaborate:

IZUNA HAVING A SECRET VASECTOMY, YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

I must say I differ a bit with his profile cause he is my special boy, I think he would finish up inside any woman who tells him she is on the pill (and if he's too horny, sometimes he doesn't even ask) just because of how incapable he is of controlling his breeding kink.

I think there would be more little Izunas running around (which he wouldn't take care of unless they came to throw the kid in his face) than Madaras.

Madara has to take care of an image, he can't have huge amounts of unknown children, on the other hand, Izuna escapes that responsibility and jumps from bed to bed as he pleases because no one can stop him.

Izuna is the real slut of the Uchiha clan, always hungry for a new pussy and never stopping in the same bed for two nights. He fucks all the women of the clan (leaving more than one unrecognized child lying around) and then starts with the village women once it's founded. No one can stop him, Madara literally forces him to marry.

I love the description of him being a combination of Sasuke's emotional inability and Shisui's wild side, I think they both got more genes from him than from any other ancestor (they are probably offspring of one of the children Izuna never recognized, linked directly by blood).

His high sexual experience gives him a development capacity in bed that no other has, he is not tied to anyone and always changes person, without discriminating genders (if he likes a man very much, nothing stops him). He is the physical description of Uchiha passion, pure fire running through his veins constantly.

I believe his dick loses importance in the equation because Izuna has the best hand-and-mouth game in the whole clan. That man destroys you under his wet caresses before even fucking and leaves you so sensitive you come over and over again on his cock. It is a tactic he finds necessary because nothing makes him come better than the desperate cries of a woman under his body.

welcome to sam's ted talk pips, i hope u guys enjoy as much as I did

now if u excuse me, i have to use all this information for prolific writing🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

#belit0 speaks #sam what the actual fuck i love u

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kidsinsaturn · 2 years

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uchiha dick headcanons pt 2

[🗼] requests open!! image ref

characters: itachi uchiha; madara uchiha

genre: nsfw

warning: none, just dicks; breeding kink

part 1

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-itachi grrr has the prettiest cock out there because hello ?? he has the prettiest hair, prettiest eyes, prettiest face in general so it's only obvious he has the prettiest dick

-his length is 8 inches, nice and long because he is tall and slim so we all know what happens to those kind of lads,,,

-his cock is not too thick but his girth is just perfect considering his long length

-his head is a nice shady pink and his head is just so pretty I don't even have words sorry my lack of vocabulary is not doing him justice

-his skin down there is just as smooth as the rest of his pale skin, and itachi is very sensitive so even the lightest touch starts getting him hard

-his balls aren't that big but they too get hard with all the cum hahah uchiha breeding kink go grrrr

-he is kind of hairy but he always tries to keep it nice and trims it every other day especially if he is being sexually active

-following the image I attached above, number 1 and 6 are what I imagine itachi's pp

-prettiest cock for prettiest man

-madaraaa here has one powerful cock deserving of the clan leader

-around 7 inches but is sooo thick and warm heheh

-his girth resembles that of a fist, it's so fat only the head is already making you full ayayayay

-I feel like his cock feels really heavy when you grab it and sometimes when madara is hard, there is a bulge in his pants which is why his armor covers his crotch

-his head is slightly bigger than the rest of his cock and is very round, it is the same color than the rest of his skin

-his pubes are just as wild as his hair lmao, he is the hairiest uchiha so he has to be constantly trimming if not it gets really messy, madara doesn't really like doing it but he'd doing if he is seeing someone aaa

-his dick has some veins around it that just feel nice and they sometimes throb when he is thrusting in too hard

-his balls are nice and heavy my goood he really does have heavy balls which why he never sits crossing his legs because he can hurt himself pfff

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Hey, El, dear! How are you?

If it's ok for you, can I have Madara's NSFW alphabet? To maintain my unhealthy levels of obsession over him

I'll totally understand if it's too much 💖

Hey my lovely, totally fine! It just took me a while, but here it is!

NSFW - MDNI

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Madara can be pretty rough when he has a session with you, and aftercare can be super important, but sometimes he tends to forget that not everyone has his energy, endurance or strength. What’s more, if he doesn’t trust you that much, he will be skittish and unnerved by the idea of showing his vulnerability and his caring side to you. If, however, you have been in a committed relationship with him for a long time, he will definitely give you a massage to soothe your muscles and maybe a warm bath. Cuddles will ensue if you initiate them. Madara will blush as though he didn’t just fuck your brains out twenty minutes earlier.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Madara loves his hair. It’s a guilty pleasure of his to feel your fingers running through it, and though it looks quite untamed and a bit like a bird’s nest, he is very proud of it because of its length, volume and the way it flows dramatically in the wind. In a partner, Madara is quite the thigh enjoyer. He loves squeezing them, laying his head on them, biting them and leaving love bites on them. They are comforting and quite sensual. For this reason, he is also quite fond of thigh highs and any outfit that lets him catch a glimpse of them. Also very fond of being squished by a pair of thighs.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Madara loves cumming inside you. Because he’s an Uchiha, mainly, and breeding kinks, but also because it makes him feel as though you truly belong to him. It’s as though he is marking you, corrupting you, in a way.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He sometimes likes soft, tender, slow sex. Most people wouldn’t be ashamed of such a thing, but for a man who has built up a reputation as a heartless warrior, he thinks it will make him look weak and easily exploitable.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Madara definitely knows what he’s doing. He’s been around a long while, and as someone who never really settled down, he probably had his little escapades from time to time. He likes sex, he likes getting physical with people, and he has to prove that he’s the best at everything he does. He can’t afford to look like a floundering teen when confronted with a naked body.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He loves doggy style. He really likes the visuals, the arched back and your ass presented to him, as well as pulling your hair as he slams into you. Madara is a rough lover most of the time, and quite a dominant one too, and he likes the feeling of control it gives him. Props if your arms are tied behind your back and your face is pressed against the mattress.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Madara likes to be taken seriously when he beds you. However, he’s been known to crack one or two mordant quips from time to time, and they’re not the most… tactful. If you can take it as part of a degradation kink, more power to you. If not, it can kill the mood a little.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

The carpet does match the drapes, but he keeps it neatly trimmed. He likes looking his best and giving out the impression he’s so well put together and definitely doesn’t have any problems, and his appearance plays a huge role into that.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He can be romantic with an established partner from time to time, but sex feels more like a battle for power to him than it does a declaration of love, which would be much more domestic in his case than sexual. Sex is where he can let go and showcase his physicality and prowess, and he likes a partner that can play that game with him and let him have control in the bedroom.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He is a pretty physical person, and sometimes, he needs to release the tension that builds up inside him. He masturbates pretty often, and his imagination is quite vivid. He also takes to creating genjutsu where he can elevate his sensory experiences by creating an illusion of you joining him.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

The breeding kink is pretty much a given. He loves the idea of putting a child in you just as much as he loves the idea of tying you down to him so you can never leave him (abandonment issues much?).

Dom/sub is also a big one. He loves the feeling of power and of someone trusting him to control their pleasure. It gives him a thrill to have someone submit to him. He’s also big on begging.

Humiliation kink is equally hot to Madara. He likes talking dirty to his partner, he likes calling them names, it makes it sound more taboo and that much hotter to him.

Edging because he’s a little bastard who likes to tease. Punishment and lessons are often in his bedroom vocabulary, and one of his favourites is edging because of how desperate you get to have release. The sight of you squirming and begging really turns him on, and so does the knowledge that your orgasm, when he finally allows you to climax, will be that much more intense.

Corruption kink is another kink of his. He enjoys the thought of tarnishing something pure and moulding it into his image.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He’s a pretty traditional guy in that way. He likes to keep things private, and fuck in the bedroom, or anywhere in the house, really. Sometimes he gets the occasional urge to show off and be an exhibitionist, but not in a way that would allow anyone to actually see your naked body. For example, he’d fuck you against the window of a tall building, or make you scream loud enough the whole neighbourhood knows just how good he is.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Lingerie, playful teasing, strong individuals that are not intimidated by him are all things that turn Madara on. He enjoys a challenge, and what’s better than making a powerful, feisty individual submit to him and give him control in bed?

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Madara is not big on sharing at all. Threesomes are a no go, and neither is watching porn together or voyeurism. He can do everything by himself, he doesn’t need anyone’s help.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He likes giving, just to make you squirm, but he really loves receiving. It gets him going and it’s also a power trip of sorts, especially when you give him permission to fuck your mouth. And when you look up at him as you do it… don’t expect him to go gentle.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Madara is the fast and rough type most of the time, but because he’s a patient fellow, sometimes he goes slow and rough. Hours of endless torment and orgasm after orgasm because he has unlimited stamina and unlimited hunger.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He likes quickies. They’re a quick way to get rid of sexual tension and let out some steam. Expect to be bent down the kitchen counter and taken care of whilst the food’s on the stove.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He’s game. He loves to experiment, but he won’t do anything that makes him feel too vulnerable. He likes taking calculated risks, but he doesn’t like being in a position where he will completely lose control.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

All night. You’d have to tell him you can’t take it anymore, because if it were up to him, he could do it 5 or 6 times in a day.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He definitely likes toys. They’re just a way to further torment his partner with pleasure, they heighten the sensations and make it that much more intense.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

A lot. You’d think he was torturing you with pleasure from how much this man likes to tease, he’s like a cat playing with its dinner. He enjoys the feeling it gives him, the desperation, the longing.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Madara is vocal verbally, but his noises are relatively quiet and far between. He will groan and give low moans and grunts, but he won’t shout or moan loudly. He will talk to you throughout, and his voice will sound soft and smooth, because he likes to give off the impression he’s always in control.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Madara likes fucking virgins. It’s just a little guilty pleasure of his, he loves the innocence they give off and he loves corrupting them, transforming that innocence into debauchery just for him.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Madara is pretty tall, lean but toned, with a few scars and a nimble, agile figure. His cock is thick and fairly long, around 6 ½ inches. He’s also a shower.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He’s got a high sex drive. He lives for battle and sex, and anything that gets his blood pumping.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not that quickly. He likes watching you sleep so soundly after a little session. He will cradle you in his arms and observe you, carding his fingers through your hair and watching over you in such a vulnerable state. However, soon, your warm body and soft breathing will lull him into a peaceful sleep.

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