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( MINATO NAMIKAZE / LEWD 18+ )
: The fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze, leading to the moniker of Konoha's Yellow Flash. Kushina's lewd husband.
Namikaze Minato/Fem!Reader
content warning for tiny bit of dirty talk (with one mention of a daddy kink) + spanking
Minato fanfic dilf thirst.
The room is swathed in the colours of dusk; blue and purple and orange reflecting through the open window and across the walls. The sounds of conversation and laughter can be heard from foot traffic below, no louder than your labored breathing.
Your panties are already drenched, and he'd barely begun. You lay across Minato's lap, stomach against his thighs and nails digging into his trousers. The gooseflesh bumping across your naked skin is a heady contrast against him, still fully clothed as his hand roams over the curve of your ass. Your jaw is clenched hard enough to crack, the tension rolling off of you in nearly tangible waves. So far he'd only rubbed his hand across your eager and heated skin, fingers refusing to delve where you need him most; your cunt clenches at the thought, breath leaving in a moan.
Minato only chuckles at you, the sound warm. "Need something?"
You laugh breathlessly, head hanging limply. "Yeah. Need you," you manage to say in a whisper, flush bright on your face as you squirm in his lap, chasing his touch.
His hand comes down hard on your ass, making you jerk and gasp, thighs clenching together. It burns even as it sparks arousal deep in your core, teeth coming down on your bottom lip. Minato rubs the spot he spanked, shaking his head.
"Cant hear you, sweetheart."
You huff out a breath, eyes falling shut as you swallow thickly. And stay silent.
Minato sighs, and you can practically hear the shake of his head. His hand comes down to swat the other cheek, making you gasp his name. He waits before putting his hand gently over the mark, giving you plenty of time to fidget and pout before he eases his fingers over you, massaging the sore spot.
"Wanna try that again?" He asks, voice deeper and sounding impatient.
You bite down harder on your bottom lip, fingers digging into his leg. "I want you," you breathe, louder this time, "I need you, sir."
He hums under his breath, nodding his head. "Do you think you deserve that, sweetheart?" He moves his hand over your ass and down to your thigh, fingers curling just under your cunt. You stiffen at the barely-there touch, back arching as you pant. You're getting to your breaking point and you both know it; thighs trembling even as you push them together, seeking any friction you can.
You swallow both the lump in your throat and your pride, wriggling your hips against him. "Please," you murmur, not recognizing your own longing voice, "please, daddy."
Minato groans at that, grabbing a handful of your ass in lithe fingers. He leans forward to press a kiss to your sweat-slicked back, making you sigh softly. "Good girl," he whispers against your skin before righting himself in the chair, pulling your panties off and down your legs. The moment you're naked you shiver, tossing your hair back and biting down on your bottom lip.
Minato runs his fingers slowly over your naked ass, your only warning a hitch in his breath before he spanks you, harder this time.
Your back arches, a small whimper passing your lips. "One," you count, sounding as though you'd just run a mile. Minato rubs the spot tenderly, feeling his cock twitch at the sight of your reddened skin.
It goes on like this for minutes, maybe hours; all you know is that you're drenched between the thighs, shaking and panting and writhing in his lap, tears springing in your eyes from the addictive mix of pleasure-pain, desperate for his touch where you crave it most.
By the time you count twenty you're half-delirious, twitching at every breeze against your raw skin. You can feel Minato's cock against your stomach, hard and probably aching as much as you, right now. His breathing is heavy, voice a near growl every time he whispers sweetly to you how much of a good girl you're being, how well you take it.
He's groaning softly when he curves his palm down the bottom of your ass, his fingers dipping finally, finally, between your folds. You shudder in his lap, moan sounding more like a sob as you grind yourself against him.
His fingers stroke over your cunt, rubbing slowly back and forth before delving deeper, tip of a finger reaching your clit. You feel your stomach clench as your vision goes white, throwing your head back. Minato pushes your hair over your shoulder, leaning down to bury his face against your crown as his free hand moves to hold your neck, squeezing gently.
You cant breathe; not from his hand, no, he'd never, but from the sheer eroticism of it all. Hand on your throat and the other stretched to hold your entire cunt in the palm of his hand, fingers brushing over your clit expertly. You take in a shaky breath as your back arches, taut as a bow, cunt clenching hard on an aching emptiness -
His fingers work faster over that little bundle of nerves, pressing a kiss to your hair. "That's it, sweetheart. You did so well, beautiful - let go."
Your breathing stops completely as your thighs tighten around his fingers, everything coming to a complete standstill as you reach the precipice. You're wound too tight, much too close already from all the build up. Minato's fingers circle your clit faster, and -
You fall.
You come with a hoarse scream, toes curling and eyes squeezed shut. Minato tightens his fingers on the sides of your throat, and it only heightens the feel of your thundering heart, the waves of pleasure breaking over you like a storm. There's a roaring in your ears as your hips twitch, chasing the friction his fingers offer. You can feel more than hear Minato's low chuckle, whispering delicious words in your ear about how beautiful you are, coming apart in his hands like this.
You swallow down your moans as your body goes limp, completely spent. Your throat feels scratchy and you're sure your legs are mostly numb. Your ass will be sore for the next few hours and you don't honestly believe you can stand.
Worth it, you think with a breathless chuckle.
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