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detectivestucks · 2 months

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Overnight Training

18+ content, Minors do NOT interract

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader

Summery: Your adopted baby brother Naruto isn't being treated fairly by his Sensei as he prepares for the third Chunin Exam. You go over to Kakashi's house to give him a piece of your mind.

Warnings: NSFW, gaslighting, spanking, slapping, fingering, oral, unprotected penetration

Word Count: 4.5k

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The smell of Ichiraku ramen wafts through the air and into your nose like a welcome friend on your way towards the noodle shop. You see a familiar pair of legs dangling off the stool as you approach, ready and waiting for you to pay for their meal.

“Hi Naruto!”

“Hi Y/N-san!”

“How ya doin kiddo?” you say as you tousle his blonde hair.

Though he was a royal pain in the ass, you took a liking to Naruto shortly before he enrolled in the Ninja Academy. He was loud and crazy, and terrorized the village plenty, but then one time you caught him between acts of corruption. You saw the sad orphan who just needed attention and you took it upon yourself to become a sister figure to him. You’d chase down shop owners who were rude to him, gossiping wives spreading false rumors about the boy, and yes, you went toe to toe with Iruka several times while he was at the Academy. The latter may have resulted in a brief relationship but ultimately caring for Naruto was your primary concern and Iruka couldn’t appear to be favoring the boy more than he already was. The two of you had started talking on and off now that Naruto was no longer at the Academy but now you have a new sensei to worry about.

The infamous Kakashi Hatake, the Copy Ninja. You were less than thrilled to find out he would be responsible for your baby brother because of his reputation as being ruthless. Naruto needed a nurturer like Iruka, not a solider like Kakashi. Lord Hiruzen assured you it would be fine but you had your doubts, hence why you began checking in on Naruto more than ever.

“I’m doing really really well! I learned all kinds of chakra control stuff and I made it through the second exam!”

“That’s wonderful!”

“But now I’m trying to learn a cool new jutsu for the third one and Kakashi-sensei is too busy with Sasuke to train me!”

“What?! He’s not helping you train!”

“No” He crosses his arms in front of him. “I’m relying on some pervy old sage guy who said he’d train me.”

Your stomach sinks knowing who he’s talking about. “His real name wouldn’t happen to be Jiraiya, would it?”

“Yeah! That’s the one! But he spends most of our time looking at girls instead of giving me directions.”

“...I bet he does.” you murmur under your breath.

“Look Naruto, Jiraiya happens to be a really great ninja. You’re lucky to have gained him as a sensei.”

“You think so?!”

“They don’t call him one of the Legendary Sannin for nothin.”

“Wow! Really?”

“Really. And while you train with him, I’ll go give your Jonin Leader a good talking to. Remind him that he has three genin he’s responsible for, two of which made it to the final round.” You say in a firm tone as you accept your bowl of ramen.

“Yeah, yeah. Just don’t go dating him like you did with Iruka-sensei. That was embarrassing.”

The heat on your cheeks rises as you nervously tuck your hair behind your ear. “It’s not gonna be like that. Iruka is…well…sweet,” you blush “But Kakashi is such a, well…”

“A Jerk!”

“Naruto! Don’t say that about your sensei!”

“Why not? You were going to.”

“Was not!”

“Were to!”

“Just eat your ramen.” you say with a soft tap of your chopsticks on his yellow mop.

The two of you chow down before you escort Naruto back to his home. He excitedly blabbered on and on about his experience in the second chunin exam and you couldn’t feel more proud of the kid than if he were your actual biological brother.

You reach the door to his second story home and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Okay, kiddo, have a good day of training tomorrow. Learn everything you can and put your all into it like usual.”

“Will do Y/N-san!”

“Night kid.” you say with a chuckle releasing his shoulder and watching as Naruto unlocks the door.

“Night Y/N-san!” he shouts as he closes the door.

You couldn’t help but smile at the disappearing image of the world’s most adorable little punk with a heart of gold to match his spiky locks. The idea that Kakashi abandoned him right before the third chunin exam had your blood boiling.

What the hell was Kakashi’s problem? Did he have some vendetta cause Naruto housed the Nine Tails? Was he favoring Sasuke cause of unresolved feelings about his old teammate, Obito? Or was he just a wannabe Uchiha jerk who needed to be taught a lesson?

You march your way over to Kakashi’s house and bang on his door. He takes forever to answer so you knock again, feeling your temper rise.

You hear the latch of his lock click and the sound of the knob twisting. As the door opened, you saw a shirtless Kakashi standing before you in sweats, with a towel in his hand. He had clearly been showering after a day of training with Sasuke and was in the middle of drying off when you disturbed him.

“Oh hey, Y/N. Come in.” he says casually as he walks away from the door towards his kitchen and lowers his head to dry his hair with the towel in his hand.

“Oh hey nothing, Kakashi! Don’t act like you didn’t do anything wrong.”

“...”

You let out a grunt of anger. Was he really that arrogant that he couldn’t have possibly done anything wrong. It just made you fume.

“You’re spending all your time training the Uchiha boy and left Naruto to fend for himself! How can you be so callous to your own team?!”

“I already told him I’m sorry. Plus what I’m trying to teach Sasuke is very complex and only someone with a sharingan can learn it.”

You stride up to him standing centimeters from his face as you glare and poke at his chest.

“Look at you all high and mighty. ‘Only someone with a sharingan can learn it.’ Bull! Naruto is swimming in chakra! He brims with potential while you’re out here playing favorites!”

Kakashi grabs the finger you were poking him with and spins you around so that your hand is pinned behind your back. He holds you firmly as he whispers dangerously in your ear,

“I’d be careful who I’m poking that finger at, little lady.”

Your breath may have faltered a little from the change in position but you had a point to prove so you press on.

“What, can’t take criticism?”

Kakashi slams your upper body down on his kitchen counter, your free hand barely catching you before you hit your head too hard. He leans down over you, his body pressing into yours as he chides,

“I treat all my soldiers the way they need to be treated. Only I can know what all three of them need from me at any given time. Right now, the only Uchiha in the village needs training from the only other posesser of a Sharingan in the entirety of Konaha. Unless you’re secretly an Uchiha bastard who can train him, I’d suggest you simmer down.”

His words were chilling. Ice to your ears. It made sense but why should Naruto get the short end of the stick? He was always excluded from everything. You struggle in Kakashi’s grasp trying to turn around and face him as you continue to defend your little brother.

“That’s a bullshit answer! Just cause Naruto doesn’t have a sharingan, means his own sensei can’t give him any training at all?!”

Kakashi slaps the flesh of your ass with all his might making you cry out in pain.

“Enough! I’ve heard about as much as I will tolerate from you! You don’t know a thing about leading a squad! I will not subject myself to any more of your baseless, ignorant opinions.”

He brings his hand down again on the same spot. All the muscle he spent years developing, employed in this moment to humiliate you as you laid bent over Kakashi’s counter, hand still pinned behind your back by nothing more than his grasp on your finger.

Your breath hitched as the blow landed, pain searing your skin. You were certain that a bruise would form within the next few minutes.

Overcoming the shock of his actions you begin to struggle in his grasp. “Fuckin’ asshole, let go of me!”

“I’m the asshole? You’re the one who came to my house to yell at me!” he snarls, twisting your arm painfully. You cry out but he doesn’t loosen his grip. No, he stands directly behind you, leaning in, securing your hips against the edge of the counter. He begins rubbing his hand in large circles over your hip and cheek as if preparing the area for another assault.

You continue to struggle when you feel his warm breath as he chuckles in your ear.

“Did you really think you could come over here to yell at me and get away with it?”

He interrupts his rubbing to deliver another striking blow to your cheek. “No. It seems you’ve been spending too much time around Naruto. You’ve forgotten your manners.”

His free hand slides from your ass up to your neck where he grabs you at the base of your jaw and turns your head to the side just enough to press his nose into your cheek.

“Maybe you need some private lessons from a sensei of your own. Hmm?”

You can feel his manhood hardening beneath his sweatpants, your compromised position once more causing your breath to falter.

Smiling at your reaction, Kakashi kisses your cheek before standing up. He keeps his hips ground against your rear, pinning you to the counter still. He begins to play with your hair using his free hand as he continues,

“Naruto’s lucky to have such a pretty big sister. Watching out for him, picking senseless fights.”

“It’s not senseless you’re showing favoritism.” You grumble before he twists your arm again causing you to wince.

“As likely as that may seem, let's not jump to conclusions yet.”

You scoff at him and he slaps down on your backside once more. You let out a small groan upon impact making Kakashi chuckle.

“Let’s look at the facts, shall we?”

Kakashi releases your arm to grab your hips and spin you around. He steers you towards the wall, backing you up against it, caging you in as he grabs both your wrists, bringing them up above your head and pinning them together to hold with one hand. He casually props his free hand on his hip while leaning his weight against your wrists with the other as he continues.

“Naruto is a high energy kid who needs a high energy sensei. His father’s former sensei is in the village, available to train him. Ask yourself, is that a coincidence?”

Your eyes narrow as you glare at him. His words were so convincing but you couldn’t shake the feeling he was full of it.

“Sasuke has no other options and happens to have the same chakra nature as me. A perfect student to pass my jutsu onto.” It takes every fiber of your being to resist the eye roll threatening to make an appearance at the mention of passing down his original jutsu. “It’s only logical that I give Naruto the honor of studying under one of the Legendary Sannin while I take on Sasuke”

He was damn good, you’d give him that. You knew he was full of shit but you almost believe him.

“Now what do you have to say to me?”

“Excuse me?”

He takes his hand off his hip to give your face a sharp slap.

“No, you do not need to ask to be excused. Try again.”

Your mouth falls open in disbelief. Your eyes scan down his body, starting with his covered face and dropping down to his shirtless chest. You take note of his war torn body carved to perfection with an alluring V-shape plummeting down into his baggy sweatpants currently pitched by his erection.

“Eyes up here, Sweetie.”

You look back up to his uncovered eye suddenly very aware of your nipples stiffening in your bra. You were so mad at yourself. You came to defend Naruto but found yourself pinned to the wall doubting your convictions as Kakashi closed the space between you. He gave you no other option than to feel his entire body against your own, pressing himself into your chest as his free hand roamed up and down your side.

Your breathing becomes shallow. All the free air between you is being used up by him when he reminds you what he’s waiting for.

“What do you have to say to me for coming to my house at night to yell at me?”

“I’m sorry?”

He slides his hand to your sore rear and grips it harshly, pulling your pelvis into his.

“Try that again.”

Brimming with shame you whisper in his ear, “I’m sorry”

“Good, but perhaps I should ensure this lesson really sticks so we don’t have a repeat of tonight, hmm?”

Your eyes grow wide as you search his face for answers but with a stoic expression he begins to unbutton your pants and tug them to the floor.

“Hey! What are you do-”

Your protests are cut off by Kakashi quickly removing his mask to kiss you. He presses his lips into yours, silencing your voice. It was surprisingly welcome. Tender but passionate with the taste of his orange mouthwash freshly on his breath. You couldn’t stop yourself from leaning into it.

Once he had the cooperation of your lips he resumed removing your pants. Stripping you down to your thong. He began to rub over the fabric, circling around your clit making your breath catch in your throat.

“It seems like you’re struggling to stay mad at me. Isn’t that right Sweetie?” He stops rubbing to give your sex some firm pats over the cloth.

“Your underwear is soaked. Is that cause of me?”

Arrogant asshole. You were embarrassed and ashamed. You looked down so as not to acknowledge his statement but he gave a more forceful slap between your legs causing you to sharply inhale. He hums into your ear, enjoying how he is toying with you.

He slips your thong to the side exposing your bare folds and you can’t help but return your eyes to his face. He slips one of his long fingers in causing an involuntary whine to slip past your lips. The corner of his mouth turns up at the sound. He strokes in and out of you a few times before adding in a second finger. “Ah”

The sound was quiet and small but it ignited him in a primal way. He leans his forehead against yours as he continues to taunt.

“Naruto’s mouthy older sister. Always sticking her pretty nose where it doesn’t belong. I was wondering how long before I saw you at my door. Heck, I was practically counting the days.” He gives you a long drawn out kiss as his fingers continue to stroke in and out of you. “Been hoping to get a taste of what Iruka had ever since the kid was assigned to my team.”

You were so mad at him for bringing up your ex, but the way he was working your walls was enough for you to hold your silence. You didn’t want him to stop. You needed him to keep going, even as your trapped arms began to lose circulation and fall asleep above your head.

A third digit slides in leaving you gasping and breathless.

“You like that, don’t you Sweetheart?”

You’re biting your lip and closing your eyes, resisting the urge to scream ‘yes.’

“You don’t need to say anything, just let the cream running down my knuckles do the talking for you.”

You hated giving him the smug satisfaction but you squeeze around his fingers helplessly. Then he finds just the right spot and begins to hook his digits as he drags them outward. A long moan spills from your lips

“Oooh, gods Kakashi, yes!”

He hungrily kisses you, attempting to claim you as his own. The scent of his soap lingering on his freshly washed skin fills your nostrils as you inhale between kisses. His tongue explores the inside of your mouth, the muscle dancing with your own. A need to devour you communicated by his greedy lips.

He withdraws his fingers from your cavern and feeds them to you. You suck on them while making eye contact with him before he takes them out and finishes licking them clean in his own mouth, sucking one digit at a time.

When he was done he released your wrists and brought both of your arms to wrap around his neck, holding your gaze while he did.

The familiar tingle of circulation restoring itself spreads through your limbs as you tighten your grip around him. His hands run the course of your back. Wandering, touching, feeling, groping, before settling with one around the small of your back and the other in your hair. You lunge back into a kiss, nibbling and biting his lips, consumed with want. He pulls back briefly to pant, “bedroom.” You get the message and the two of you kiss sloppily as you stagger over. Once through the door you each shed your remaining layers before you fall to your knees.

Immediately you grasp his length, wrapping your fingers around its base while your other hand reaches up to claw at his back. You stroke him a few times before you point your tongue and drag it all the way from his base to his tip. You feel the rush of his blood pulse through his shaft as your grip tightens before you seal your lips around him. Up and down your hand tugged, keeping the pressure firm while your tongue worked along his slit, siphoning out his oozing pre cum. His hips shifted forward slightly and you knew he was yearning for you to swallow him whole.

You released his head with a wet pop before licking one more stripe up from his base.

You look up at him through your lashes and part your lips, breathing on his tip before opening up and swallowing till he hit the back of your mouth.

“I know you can do better than that” he taunts

You grip his hips, bracing yourself as you reangle and relax your throat, allowing him to sink past your vocal cords. Your nose brushes against his silver body hair as you push forward.

“Mmmm much better.”

He sinks his fingers into your hair, guiding you up and down along his length, the lip of his mushroom tip catching in your throat with each pass.

“Feels so damn good. This is where you belong. On your knees before me. Fuck”

He draws a breath through his teeth feeling a tingle run over his entire body. The lewd sounds coming from your mouth fill the air as he begins to rock his hips into you. He closes his eyes and groans, letting you service him, excited by the powerful feeling of having you choke on his cock.

Saliva dribbles out of the corners of your mouth and down on your barren chest. Your tongue glides along the underside of his length. When he bottoms out in your throat you stick it out further, trying to lick some of the skin below his endowment, making him shudder.

“Grab them.” he whispers.

You reach down and tactfully massage his balls in your hand. One arm still gripping around his hip and your nose flush with his abdominals, Kakashi was twitching harshly in your mouth. He was on the brink of cumming.

“Fuck Y/N! I didn’t wait all this time just for a blow job. Get on the bed.”

Slowly you withdrew your lips from his manhood and crawled up onto the bed. As much as Kakashi wanted to rail into you from behind, he wanted to see your face when he entered you for the first time. Cause it definitely wouldn’t be his last.

“On your back, Sweetheart. I wanna see your face.”

You nod and lay down with your knees propped up and legs spread. He settles between your thighs and slaps you clit with his slobber-soaked dick, allowing you to flinch from the strike. Your eyes are fixated on his thick girth as he lines himself up with your slit. You watch him begin to sink in when he demands, “eyes up here.”

Your gaze snaps up to meet his as your mouth drops into an O shape, brows furrow together and a shameful breathy moan slips from your open mouth. A stifled grunt from Kakashi lingering with it.

Your face was everything he hoped it would be. You paint the picture of pleasure while your pliable silken walls fold around him perfectly. He couldn’t help how his toes curled from the simple act of entering you. A mutual understanding that this would be the first of several rounds was silently communicated by nothing more than your response to his intrusion.

He slides back and forth, lubricating his length as he slowly acquaints himself with every part of your interior. Your core knots up each time he fully sheaths himself in your cavern, arms clutching him, forcing him down to your lips.

“Fuck Kakashi”

“Yes?” He bottoms out again pushing your groan past your tongue. “Did you have something to say?”

“Just fuuuuuckk.”

“Apologize for jumping to conclusions and maybe I can treat you this good everytime we see each other.”

“Are you fuckin serious right now?” You pant, sexual pleasure stealing all bite from your words. You are little more than a pile of flesh at the present moment unable to argue with Kakashi’s ego.

He leans closer to whisper in your ear, “dead serious” before leaning back up and establishing his pace. You know his mind is almost as clouded as yours from the way your bodies mold together. His usual calm and domineering demeanor faltered each time you squeezed around him. The pleasure creasing his features as he pushes into you, maintaining his tempo.

He shifts all his bodyweight over to one arm as he uses the other to grab your face, pulling you into him for another heated kiss. His lips working against yours, sucking off the last remnants of your chapstick. Normally he didn’t kiss his hook ups so much but something about you made him hungry. Maybe it was how mouthy you are. He needed to give your lips something better to do than shout your ignorant opinions. If that’s the case he’d kiss you for hours if he had to. Never able to get enough of the taste.

You thread your fingers through his soft hair. It was nearly dry and smelled heavenly from his conditioner. You push your chest up into his, allowing your tits to rock against his pecs with each thrust into your soaking wet folds. Little sighs and groans filling the space between you. He couldn’t help but think that you were the cutest fuck he’d had in awhile. Maybe he needed to piss you off more often since it got him here, between your legs, panting and moaning for him the way that you are. His eyes roll backwards as your fingers toy with the silver strands.

“Shit Y/N, on your knees.”

You comply with one last hungry pull at his lips, shifting to all fours. Kakashi grabs two fist fulls of your ass as he plunges in, hitting so deep you can’t breathe. The wind has been knocked out of you. It’s all you can do to catch it again. He lets his excitement get the better of him and launches into you with brain rattling speed.

He hit so deep he found a sweet spot that has been long neglected. One you can’t reach on your own. When he felt how you constricted around him he focused on it. Pummeling into that same spot, making you drop your face to the sheets. You cry out from the pressure and he knows you’re on the brink of orgasm from how white your knuckles are as they grip the sheets for support.

He smiled at the bruise he created in the kitchen while watching how your ass rippled violently from his hips colliding into it. His shinobi training allowing him to get carried away. Speed far exceeding any normal man. Your poor little cunt is no match for his unrelenting strength and stamina.

You start to scream from the stimulation. Kakashi fists your hair and yanks it back so he can hear your screams properly. Your cries are by far the sexiest sound he’s ever heard and he needs to make you louder. He needs to hear the power his cock has over you. Your current predicament, boosting his ego far more than it should ever be boosted. One arm tugging back on your hair, the other secure around your waist, he arched your back impossibly far, his tip displacing your cervix, you both speed to the precipice of orgasm. The squelching that omits from where your bodies connect, mingles with your moans and screams. Kakashi doesn’t think he’s ever heard a more beautiful melody.

All of Naruto’s more tedious qualities are completely justified in this moment. They are worth his patience if he can ravage you like this everytime Naruto throws a tantrum.

“That’s it. You can take it Sweetie Just a little more.”

His praise only continues to lead to your undoing. One hand clutching the arm wrapped around your waist while the other grabs around the wrist of the hand in your hair. Words aren’t even an option in this position. All you can do is empty the air in your lungs with whatever noise comes out. You are millimeters away from falling over the edge. Each thrust scooting you there. He’s almost there too. He’s losing his rhythm. His strokes are getting sloppy but it doesn’t do anything to dampen the intensity of the moment.

You cry out as the orgasm finally hits. You start to tremble and quake. Kakashi lifts you all the way back so you are flush against his chest as he empties himself inside of you. Deep groans fill your ears as your walls flutter closed around him, sucking out every last drop. You feel a rush of relief flood your core as his strokes slow to a complete stop.

The two of you kneel on the bed, you weak in his arms, as both of you catch your breath. You feel him grow soft inside your walls while a mix of both your cum slips out of you and slides down your inner thighs. Kakashi holds you tight, not letting go. He begins to kiss the curve of your neck making you close your eyes and moan some more.

“Thank you, Sensei” you breathe

“Mmmmm, you up for another round?”

“Already?”

You feel his length hardening again between your legs. He responds to your question by twitching his cock so that it tapped against your labia.

“Do I seem ready to you?”

You obediently lower back to all fours again, letting him slip past your lips a second time. He strokes in and out of you lazily as he says, “Brace yourself, Sweetie, it looks like we’ll be training all night.”

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jaymadii · 1 year

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ALWAYS [Kakashi Hatake x Male Reader]

You sat at the base of a tree limb, watching as young Naruto sulked at the attention Sakura gave Sasuke. He was throwing a typical tantrum; arms cross, red face, loud voice. All while his peers ignored his antics in favor of the task ahead. You were watching team 7 briefly today per Kakashi’s request, he said be had things to do and you never questioned him too far past that - it wasn’t particularly your business anyways. You had asked the team to do some chakra exercises, Sasuke was watching closely as Sakura demonstrated a technique he was struggling with. She was quite talented in the chakra department for her age.

Naruto was in a tizzy about how close the two were. Sasuke’s obvious disinterest in the young girl clearly wasn’t enough to sooth Naruto’s worries, if anything it seemed to make the boy even angrier. You had been watching this train wreck for a good twenty minutes now; oh, to remember what it was like to have a crush at their age. You remember having a crush on Rin when you were younger, she was so pretty and nice, the whole village had a crush on her - but that eventually fizzled out in favor a more sibling like bond with each other. The real feelings of love didn’t even begin to scratch the surface until you were 14.

It’s embarrassing to think about now; but you had convinced yourself that you were in love with Kakashi, maybe you were in love with him. He was always so calm and collected, and you remember feeling your heart drop to your stomach the first time he took his mask down in front of you - he was beautiful too. You were probably 16 at the time of your confession. He handled it like he handled anything to do with romance - with stuttering words and a red face.

He had let you down gently, saying that the feeling you think you perceive for him is mixed up with the feeling of familiarity you two have with each other - the bond you two formed after having lost everyone else; Rin, Obito, Minteo. Looking back you’re still not sure if that was the case, the way you had felt about Kakashi never matched the way you had felt about anyone else, but it was pointless trying to explain that to him - he made his feeling about you clear. You are family, nothing else.

Even though it was pointless, you still nurtured that flame you had for Kakashi when you were teenagers. As the years dragged on, it got continuously smaller and smaller, but never went out. A part of you was always going to have that feeling of love towards him, even though he would never love you back in the same way.

You had never talked about your confession. After your rejection you simply pretended that it never happened, and Kakashi never brought it up which you were infinitely grateful for. You lazily look over as Naruto jumps up on the tree brach with you, he is strangely quite as he takes a seat next to you.

“Y/N sensei?” You hum, still looking at the boy who looked like he is on the verge of a break down - poor kid. “How do you get so many girls to like you?” Well that’s not the question you were expecting.

“Aren’t you like 10?” You questioned, earning a disgusted scoff from Naruto.

“I AM 12!” Naruto yelled, suddenly all that pity you felt for him was gone. “SOME ADULT YOU ARE, NOT EVEN KNOWING THE AGE OF THE GENIN IN YOUR CARE! HOW OLD ARE YOU? 40?” You kind of wanted to push him off the tree now.

“Listen kid, all I’m saying is that you have plenty of years to worry about relationships. Maybe right now you should worry about the chakra techniques that you and your teammate are butchering.” You retorted, thumping the ankle biter in the middle of his forehead. Naruto tripped back holding his right hand to his head as he looked at you in anger. “Ask Kakashi how to get a girl, would ya?”

“Kakashi sensei is too busy with his head buried in that pervy book to even notice at a real life girl.” He huffed, it was fair - Kakashi has taken a unhealthy liking to romance novels. Wink wink. “But you, seem to have a good looking lady on your arm every time I see you.” Not true. Kind of true. You just so happened to be born with your father’s charm, which is very helpful when trying to find information out from an enemy, you’ve discovered. You just happen to use that gift for flirting also. Flattery gets you everywhere. Everyone likes attention and you just so happen to like giving attention - beside everyone knows you’re not the kind of guy to sleep with just anyone- it’s harmless. You really didn’t want to give that dating advice to a 12 year old kid though. Luckily, you felt another gentle dip in the tree branch you were sitting on - Kakashi.

“Well,” you stood up to stretch, “that’s my que.” you ruffled Naruto’s hair just for giggles, watching him try to shake your hand off his head. “It’s been a pleasure.” you turn your back to the both of them despite Naruto’s protests that your conversation is not over yet.

“Y/N” came Kakashi’s voice, you turned back to him. He spoke softly, uncharacteristic to his usually gruff voice he wore when he was around the kids. He was holding out something for you, a bento wrapped nice and neatly in a navy blue cloth. You hesitated, putting your hand out for it - did he make this? Kakashi hasn’t made you food for a very long time, not since he got his team at least. Which you have to admit, sucked because Kakashi was a great cook and you could barley make rice without the pot boiling over. You had been going out to eat a lot lately. Naruto’s was quietly watching the exchange between you two. “I had extras, and you complained yesterday that Ichiraku was going to be closed today.”

“Thank you, Kakashi.” You responded, taking the food from him, your finger brushed against each other. The bento was heavy, clearly packed to the brim. “I can always count on you for my heath.” You joked, oblivious to the heat brewing under the man’s mask. “I should go now, I have a long mission tomorrow I still need to prepare for.” On that note you disappeared, leaving Kakashi and Naruto alone on the branch.

Naruto stared at Kakashi sensei, a smug little grin slowly forming on his face. He was a perceptive kid when he wanted to be. Just as he was about to open his mouth for a smart remark, Kakashi pushed him off the tree.

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yourimaginationrealm · 8 months

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Genin!Sasuke x reader fluff

Just wanted to write that … I rewatched the Original Naruto and became addicted again. Why Sasuke ? No idea… I just became creative with his character…

He cheers you up and I hope you like it…

The crickets are noisy as they chirp in the summer night. You are sitting close to the lake, your arms crossed and your head down in your knees. You want to shut up your surroundings. Tears are flooding down your cheeks like a waterfall and won’t stop. The images of your teammates as they got killed, are playing in a loop. I doesn’t matter if your eyes are closed or open. In the end, how you hold your friends head in your own hands was humiliating and daunting. A never-ending Nightmare. Your fingertips are clenching together as the fabric of your clothing knitters together.

You passed the Chunin Examen Test of the second part yet you feel that you lost everything. This Orochimaru just killed you closest friends and now you are the only survivor of this team. Actually, you shouldn’t pass the second part of the Chunin Examen. Then, the Hokage let you still pass because you already had the scrolls, make it to the tower and helped other teams getting beaten up by a team from Otogakure. However, it doesn’t feel like you won. You don’t even know if you should continue…

Suddenly, you hear steps on the wooden ground of this dock. You grit your teeth. The steps stops directly behind you.

„Seriously, Naruto! I already told you to let me be. I just need to be alone. Don’t take it personally.“

Naruto felt with you. He wanted to cheer you up but right now, he just worsen your emotions. Somehow, his constant worrying got on your nerves. You don’t hear him leave.

„None taken…“ You shoulders clench together. That isn’t Narutos voice. Too arrogant and deep. „I am not Naruto.“ He continues. After his second phrase, you recognize this voice after he mouthed Naruto. Sasuke Uchiha. „Moreover, I am sitting always here…“ You sigh loud. He is not lying, you saw him often here. He walks beside you as he sits down.

„What do you want, Sasuke?“ You growl more than you wanted when he blurt his words out. „Thank you for protecting us. I heard from Sakura what you did…. And like said, normally I used to sit here…“ he shows you a side smile but you kept your head down in a frown. You shortly inhale as you recall the moments in the forest. Sasuke was unconscious so like Naruto. She was alone being harassed and attacked. You helped her even after your comrade were killed from Orochimaru. Rock Lee joined your attempt but got knocked out after he used this forbidden Jutsu. You just felt feral at that time and were ready to kill anything…. Thank god, Team 10 arrived and Shikamaru Nara, an old friend of yours could calm you down.

„I… I .. didnt do anything you should thank Team 10 for helping us…“ Again tears dwell in your eyes.

„It is not easy to thank you, what?“ Huh? „Before Rock Lee and Team 10 arrived Sakura was alone and even you have lost your Team members you had enough will to help her. I just thanking you for this. And… I am sorry for your loss.“ The last phrase he spokes out, were very soft.

„I am pathetic..“ You mumble as you couldn’t look up.

„….?“ Sasuke seems clueless why you insult yourself as you tell him more. „I cry here over two people and you lost your whole clan.“ The silence is killing you until Sasuke starts to talk again.

„You can not compare this. You shouldn’t align with it…. It is different and still tremendous to lose someone close to you…..“ He seems to be deep in thought. There is silence as you try to keep you tears in.

„I going to kill this man Orochimaru!“ Sasuke bits his lip as he looks forward and touch his curse mark.

Even you peek out of your arms into the water as you agree with him. You think that tears stopped long enough so that your face didn’t show any clues of crying.

„Me too!“ You look forward determined. He smirks as his eyes looks to the side to your clutched form.

„So finished with the crying?! You are all red and puffy!“

You gasped and pout. „I wanna see you crying all day and night, how you look! Definitely, not good like now.“ He rest his head sassy in his hand. „So… I look good right now…“ He teases you as you blush. Okay, you found him attractive yet you are not a fangirl! Yes, the night and moonlight add something to his charm. „I won’t answer this to fill more confidence in you….“

He scoffs as he looks from you angered form away to the lake again.

„Then, let’s agree to defeat him together.“ His voice again softer but serious.

„Yes.“ You simply state and breath in so out. You stand up slowly and stretch your body. Then, you slap your own cheeks as you out of nowhere jump into the water. Sasuke is surprised and shocked as he watches you.

„What the hell?!“ He kneels over the water to have a look where you were. Did you really just jump into..? As you cut surface again, he calms down his nerves. You swim to the dock and rest your hands-on the shore while looking up into his eyes.

„Sasuke!“ You shout out determined to him to gain his attention. „Huh?!“ He seems a bit out of it.

„I decided to continue the Chunin Exam for the sake of my comrades!“ You boldly state towards him. He smirks as he sees in your face confidence and hope.

„Thats good to know. Yet, you know that is possible you have to fight me?! Are you ready for that? I am not going easy on you.“

„Hah!“ You wave his taunt off. „You really think that you are a big shot, huh?“You grin as you tease back.

„ I shall remind you that I was better than you in the academy…“ „The academy is long over…“ „Don’t take you mouth too full now, Y/N!“ He closes his eyes confidently with a smirk. He is sure that he can beat you.

You slowly got into position to grab his collar and draw it dangerously close. You hear him gasp when your lips almost touches and directly have eye contact. Maybe, you lips touches slightly when you counter back. „Same goes for you!“ His eyes flicker over your wet lips. For a moment he wants to say something as he stutter a bit. He can not control his flustered state. His cheeks burn red and he breathes hastily. This surprise of you and the weird desire to touch our lips with his own. How could you be so bold suddenly and draw him down towards you. Moreover, you grin evilly as you see that you got him cornered. All these emotions last only seconds when he… „Huh I- What are you-?!“ Splash!

… is dragged by you into the water. You laugh out loudly and get fast out or you wanted too. As he arises from the water, you look behind you and just stretch out your tongue.

„If you are like this in the Examen, I think I can handle you….“ Before you can stand tall on the dock, you feel something grasping your ankle and got drawn back. ‚Oh no!‘ You yell in your head. Even so, you control your Chakra at your feet to stand on the water. Sasuke notices this as he flipped you backwards and you got dizzy while landing into the deep wet again. You dive up and splash him annoyed. „What was that?!“

„Huh, Payback.“ He said cocky. You roll your eyes.

„Wait…“ he focused on your face. „What is it?!“ „Your Headband is gone…“ You touch your forehead and yeah somehow the knot got loose. You directly look into the water yet the dark night doesn’t help you out with the sight.

„I can’t see it. Damn it.“ The problem is… The lake here isn’t shallow at all. So you have to find it before it hit the ground. You shrieks when Sasuke points out „There!“ And dive rapidly into the water. You can only wait until seconds pass. The moonlight comes out behind some clouds and gifts you a slight chance to see movements under water. Does he got it? You hate to wait and can not do anything. Suddenly, the water brakes and Sasuke inhales loudly. „You got it?!“

He closes one eye and rises one arm out of the water where he hold your headband.

„Yay. You are the be-!“ Ugh.

„What am I?“ He teases and shakes your headband.

„Thank you, you did well and please hand it over…..“ You spread your arms out.

„Hmm…“ He rises his arms higher as you were about to grab it. „What?!“

„What is my thanks?“ He playfully looks away.

„Woah! I didn’t take you for this kind of play. What do you want?“ The water is not freezing could yet the summer night is a bit chilly and just standing makes you shiver a bit. You begin to drench the water out of your hair while pouting. He got you in the end.

His eyes flicker for moment again to you lips as he shyly blush. „I don’t want anything..“ He mumbles bashfully. You cluck your tongue again annoyed. This boy drives your emotion from ‚Oh how nice‘ to ‚He pisses me off‘ again to ‚Oh, how adorable and than to ‚What the fuck does he want.‘ „Seriously….!“ You just swim towards him and try to catch your headband which is still in air.

„Hey, we didn’t agree..“ He starts his sentence while having his arms stretched out behind his head and you force yourself onto him. You have an annoyed expression on your face and focus on getting your precious headband back. What is he playing anyway, you thought. He is so out of character. Then, you feel yourself losing the balance and almost fell backwards. You climbed halfway on him. Out of reflex, he grasp your thighs tightly and your hold yourself on his shoulders. Your and Sasuke nose brushing together as you feel your ears getting burning red. You begin to stutter when you search words for distraction. Why is he looking like he is about to-!

„Hmpf.“ The Uchiha boy close the distance and kissed you lips. How could he not? The whole time, he was drawn to your lips and as they got again so close, he saw the wet lips getting shine upon the moonlight. There was nothing holding him back. (Wait is that not a song xD)

You deepen the kiss when your arms slide over his shoulders and your hands wander over his neck into his hair. He shivers as your hands rush over his curse mark to his hair. Definitley, one of his sensitive area. You relaxed firstly because he is really warm, secondly all the mixed emotion you felt from frustration, depression, sadness, it makes you feel at ease in his arms and thirdly his kiss feels just so good. His arms wander from your thighs to your back. Slowly, you apart from his lips to breathe again. He touches your forehead with his.

„Is it wrong when I kiss you again?“ He breathes with half lidded eyes. You want to say a ‚No‘ but you kiss him already. Now, his hand reaches towards your head to push you more passionately on him. You can only focus one one thing and your thinking stopped. Or you thought so. Then, you push yourself away hastily. „You still got my headband?!“ As nothing roams in your brain, this just emerged up.

„Really, now?“ He shows you his left hand which he still had it. „Thank god. Sorry I thought you lost it because of all this.“ He chuckles when he flicks your forehead. „Ow, Why?!“ You hold your forehead with a hand and pout at him. „Give me more credits.“ He says with a smile. A kind smile. Without sensing your assault you dip his body under the water as you press you weight on his shoulders. This time, you make it to the shore and hold your arms while you shiver.

„Sure, you got me here…“ He groans while climbing out of the lake. Before you wanted to say good bye, you kiss his cheeks.

„Thank you for cheering me up…“ „You know I didn’t kiss you only to cheer you up.“ „I know but the reason you came here..:“ „Like I said, Its my spot…“

„Yeah, Yeah it is almost morning, Idiot. Don’t tell me you-! AHHH“ Again he pushed your sideways from the shore. With one eye open and a smirk, he just wanna know if you make it back unharmed.

„If I had lost my headband again, I would kill you!“

„Show that attitude in the Chuunin Examen, cry baby.“

„I am so gonna beat you!“

„Like hell.“

„I know your weakness, Uchiha!“ Before, he can counter you back, you tease him with stroking his neck by your finger tips. He shutters while grasping his shoulder.

„Wha-!“ His voice trembles.

„You really thought I wouldn’t notice-ACHOO!“

„Get your butt better home and take off your wet clothing before you are disqualified because you are sick.“

„Yeah,….“ You groan. „Can I get a good-bye ki-!“ You playfully ask him when two finger move towards your forehead and push you a bit back.

„Next time, Y/N, when you are not totally drenched.“ With red cheeks you brush you forehead pouting as you look to him up. „Okay.“ You turn your heels and leave the boy in the dark night of the streets.

„Good night, cry baby!“ You glare at him back while stucking your tongue out.

Out of sight, the Uchiha starts to sneeze ,too.

„Damn it, it is fucking cold!“ He embraces himself while walking to his lonely home.

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Remember What You Said

Relationship: Hatake Kakashi x fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit - Minors DNI

Warnings: smut, light angst, teasing, nipple play, vaginal sex, hurt/comfort, POV Kakashi

Word Count: 5.1k

Summary: Kakashi's last homecoming was interrupted. How will he act when he finally gets to make up for lost time?

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It had been quite possibly the busiest, most frustrating two weeks of Kakashi’s life.

The mission for Squad Seven, at least, had been planned. In their first attempt at a C-rank mission since that mess in the Land of Waves, Squad Seven would be spending five to eight days traveling to and patrolling the western border of the Land of Fire.

Easy, routine work, but Kakashi was dreading it all the same.

Not just because he would have to be solely responsible for the three kids outside the familiar setting of the village. Not just because Naruto was sure to do something stupid and reckless with his boredom, or because that would force Sasuke to do something equally stupid and reckless to one-up the blonde knucklehead. And certainly not because Kakashi had gotten used to relaxing and reading while the genin did all the work of a typical D-rank assignment.

No, Kakashi was dreading it because it meant he would be away from you.

Squad Seven’s recent roster of D-rank work had meant that he only had to go a few hours—a day, maximum—without being able to spend time with you. It was, admittedly, one of the nicest things about you being a civilian.

Kakashi couldn’t say he’d ever pictured himself dating a civilian—though it would hardly be fair to say he’d spent much time picturing himself dating at all—but he had to admit it definitely had its benefits. Most importantly, he loved that you spent your days safely in the village, not out on dangerous assignments with threats lurking around every corner.

He didn’t have to worry about you getting hurt or being in danger where he couldn’t protect you.

Over the few months you’d been in a relationship—a phrase that still didn’t fail to bring a blush to his cheeks and butterflies to his stomach—Kakashi had built a routine upon return. He would drag his reluctant team to turn in the mission report, apologize for Naruto demanding another “more exciting mission,” and finally dismiss his students before heading out to find you.

Sometimes he would sneak up on you, prowl silently up behind you before gripping your waist and causing you to let out a surprised yelp. You’d swat at him, acting upset that he’d frightened you but laughing as you tried to wriggle away from him.

But no matter how many times he startled you, your smile gave away just how happy you were to see him back.

Until he saw that smile, he didn’t feel that he’d truly made it home.

After reuniting, it didn’t matter what the two of you did, as long as you were together. The early days of your relationship had been full of walks around the village, wasting away hours with flirty looks and easy conversation. He told you as much about himself as he was comfortable, and was happy to listen as you did the same.

The relationship grew steadily, Kakashi falling into deeper feelings than he really thought he was capable of. And so, he continued to push himself; sharing more of the uglier details of his life despite worrying that each new revelation would be the thing that scared you off.

After you’d heard it all, you looked right at his deep, charcoal eye and promised him that he didn’t scare you.

His mask was down around his neck and his lips were on yours without Kakashi sparing a second for consideration. In that moment, kissing you was the only thing he wanted to do. And since that moment, he’d only wanted more.

Over a month had passed since that first kiss, and he’s certainly gotten more.

The intimate aspect of your relationship was still relatively new, but both you and Kakashi were enjoying the process of learning each other’s likes and dislikes. It wasn’t as if he’d never slept with anyone before, but his infrequent previous experiences had all been impersonal; just relieving stress and getting off without any further expectations.

But with you, it was different. It was better, and he wanted to be better for you, too.

To that end, Kakashi was very happy to find that his proficiency in learning new skills translated to tailoring his moves to your preferences. He had already mastered just where to kiss your neck to make you shiver, and exactly how to angle himself to make your toes curl.

Kakashi had told himself for so long that he didn’t need that personal aspect in a relationship—or, that he really didn’t need any relationship at all. But he couldn’t ignore the difference that those feelings made, the impact so much more than his younger self ever dared to expect.

Now, he only needed to convince himself to stop focusing on the fear of losing this amazing thing he’d found with you. He could feel himself beginning to rely on you for all the things he used to look for only in himself: comfort, reassurance, support.

And love, although he hadn’t been brave enough to admit that last one to himself yet.

So after Squad Seven finished their patrol mission, Kakashi’s mind was miles ahead of him. Thinking of being with you was the only thing keeping him sane while, despite the promotion in mission rank, his team bickered in front of the Hokage for the hundredth time.

But this time, when Lord Third dismissed the genin, he asked Kakashi to stay back. Kakashi expected a short lecture on Naruto’s outbursts, or maybe Lord Hiruzen would ask about Sasuke and whether he was adjusting to the team dynamic.

But no. Old Man Third immediately handed Kakashi another mission. A-rank. With two other jōnin. Following up on reports of a rogue ninja spotted too close to Konoha.

And he was to leave as soon as possible.

Now, normally, Kakashi didn’t have much reason to delay—especially not when it came to an upper-rank mission. But he didn’t want to leave without seeing you, even if only for a minute.

Turned out, that was a huge mistake.

You’d been home, waiting for him with that gorgeous smile and a look in your eye like you couldn’t wait to get his clothes off. He swallowed heavily before explaining the situation, and although your expression melted into disappointment, you assured him you understood.

Then, you threw your arms around him and held him close as you kissed him, pressing your body against his chest and lining all the soft parts of yourself with the parts of him that were getting harder by the nanosecond. You opened your mouth for him and slid your tongue into his mouth, softly moaning into the kiss until you pulled away with that same look in your eye again.

“We’ll just have to make up for it when you get back,” you grinned, your eyes flicking down to his lap. Then you shooed him out the door with a wink. A fucking wink.

His mask sat a little higher on his face as he arrived at the gate, hiding his flushed cheeks from the other members of the team. Try as he might, he couldn’t shake the memory of that kiss—and that wink.

You were on his mind for the entire journey to the destination. And you stayed on his mind as he made camp, went over the guard schedule for the night, and discussed potential battle formations. And oh, how you were on his mind as he tried to sleep.

Lying in the bedroll, Kakashi kept himself perfectly still. But his imagination was off and running the entire time, leaving him with a particularly lewd dream when he finally did drift off.

Now, as he and his team were dismissed after turning in their mission report, he was almost embarrassed at how eager he was to get his hands on you again. He was at your door in record time, hardly waiting two seconds after knocking the first time before trying again.

It hadn’t been his intention to jump right into sex. Honestly. But when you opened the door with that smile again, his instincts took over.

You didn’t even manage a full hello before his mouth overtook yours, his mask left in place in his urgency. He would have pulled it away, if his hands weren’t too busy grasping at your body and pulling you to his chest.

For a moment, you were too stunned to respond. Kakashi belatedly realized he had moved so fast, you might not have even been able to process what was happening. But then he felt your hands framing his face, holding him by his jaw, and his relief was so overwhelming that he could have melted right where he stood.

The connection between your mouth and his broke when you erupted into a fit of giggles. “Slow down, you silly man,” you smirked as you tugged his mask down to reveal his nose, lips, and chin.

The tight fabric snagged for just a second on his lower lip, making the flesh feel even more exposed. A shiver ran down his spine as your eyes focused directly on his mouth, hunger evident in your gaze.

“Well,” you lightly laughed, “hello to you too.”

Pure need was flowing in his bloodstream. Now that he was with you again, his body was ready to take what was, incredibly, his.

Kakashi pivoted to put your back against the wall. You gasped, but with so much lust in the sound that Kakashi wanted to taste it.

“I can’t slow down,” he growled, his heavy-lidded eye dark and feral. He swiftly descended to your neck, his lips greedily tasting every square inch of skin while his hips held you against the wall.

“Fuck, Kashi…” you moaned as you started to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. “What’s gotten into you?”

Kakashi smirked against your throat, gently transitioning to soft kisses instead of the harsh and bruising way his mouth had been moving before. You giggled a little as he slowly made his way up the column of your throat until his mouth was settled next to your ear.

“You remember what you said, right Y/N?” His right hand caressed your side from the curve of your breast, down the valley of your waist and finally to settle on your ass. “You said,” he taunted you, “we would make up for the lost time when I got back.”

Then his right hand hooked under your thigh, lifting it up to his hip and pulling you impossibly closer to him while his hips ground his growing erection between your legs. Your grip on his hair tightened as you gasped in his ear.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that…thinking about you,” he admitted. “I need to touch you. I can’t wait any longer.” His fingers danced along your thigh, higher and higher until he could feel the heat between your legs on his fingertips. “Fuck, let me have you, Y/N.”

Despite the desperate and commanding tone he’d used, it was still a request; one you could simply refuse, and he would back off without question. But your eager nod came swiftly, followed by a breathy affirmation. “Yes.”

The rough fingers of his free hand pushed their way underneath your bra, immediately searching over the smooth skin until he found your nipple. Your fingers twisted in his roots and you whined as you threw your free hand back against the wall, using the leverage to press your hips harder into his.

“That’s right,” he grinned as he rolled your nipple between his callused fingers. He could hear the material of his gloves stretch as the muscles in his hand worked over you, dragging the most gorgeous little noises from your perfect mouth.

Kakashi leaned his upper body back just enough to watch you writhe under his touch. The way that your mouth desperately twisted into needy shapes had him twitching in his pants. Desperately, he leaned forward to close the gap and took that pouty bottom lip between his own.

The kiss urged you on. You pathetically whined his name against his mouth, and your hands grasped at his shoulders while you clumsily maneuvered your other leg around him like you wanted to climb him.

Well, he could certainly help with that.

He moved his hands to your waist and picked you up, tossing you over his shoulder like a brute.

“Kakashi!” you laughed.

He carried you to the bedroom; normally a simple task, but today, it was more of a herculean feat, considering how your perfect ass bounced over his shoulder with every step he took. He couldn’t help but adjust his grip to squeeze the round flesh.

You gasped, but your desire was obvious to your observant boyfriend. He felt your skin get warm and flush under his fingers, and his mouth watered at the smell of your body preparing itself for him.

He was gentle as he put you down on the mattress, but he prowled directly over you—his chest barely an inch above yours—so you hardly had room to breathe. Then he crashed his lips into yours again, his body lowering just enough to close that space between you and feel you beneath him. After that time apart, it was like he couldn’t stand to be any further from you. Like something else would come along that would force him away from you.

Or something would take you away.

He shook off the thought, instead choosing to savor the taste of your skin, taut over your sharp collarbone. Fuck, he’d been thinking of every arc and angle of your body for so long that he was confident he could draw you from memory—Sharingan or no.

His hands knew every expanse of skin, but they were eager to reacquaint themselves. His fingers ran over your sides, the ticklish skin of your stomach, and the harsh curve of your hips.

Within less than a minute, he had your clothes and his in a messy heap on the ground. Precum was already leaking from his sensitive red tip, and the arousal already waiting to welcome him inside of you was irresistible. He couldn’t help but wrap his hand around his cock and lazily pump while his eyes ran over your skin.

“Do you have any idea what you did with that little display before I left?”

He’d already gotten you so worked up, your brow furrowed as you tried to follow his question. But he didn’t need you to answer. That look on your face was more than enough.

Kakashi took his hand away from himself and instead leaned back down over you. He readied himself at your entrance, rubbing himself between your legs and causing you to squirm underneath him.

He settled his mouth right by your ear, groaning low sounds of pleasure as his cock slid along your folds. “You drove me out of my mind, baby.”

You shuddered in response, and he couldn’t hold back the smirk that bloomed across his face. “Was that what you wanted?” he teased. “Kissing me like that, making me want you so bad I had to fuck my hand in the middle of the woods?”

You reached up and grasped his hair by the roots, your entire body vibrating at his comment. “Fuck, Kashi, please…”

“Did you touch yourself when I left?” he panted, adjusting himself so the veined shaft of his cock slid back and forth over your clit. High-pitched whimpers rolled off your lips as you lifted your hips to increase the friction.

“Answer me, sweetheart,” he cooed.

“Yes,” you whispered, nodding against his arm.

The smile that spread across his face was predatory. “And did you think about me when you touched yourself?”

“Mhmmm,” you whimpered.

His resolve was starting to crumble. He pictured you, lying in bed and thinking of him, wanting him so badly you needed to touch yourself for relief. The soft, tender core of his heart warmed at the image, stunned that you would do that for him, while the more perverse depths of his mind wanted you to do it again—wanted to watch you do it.

“Poor thing.” He slid his left hand under the small of your back, arching you to the perfect angle so he could line himself with your entrance and tease his tip right at the opening. “I really do have a lot to make up for.”

Kakashi gripped your hip with the hand below you, tugging you down and splitting you open as his cock sunk into you. The feeling of that soft, warm flesh hugging his cock made him moan out. Your name tumbled off his lips, morphing into a groan of pure pleasure as your pussy adjusted to his presence and your nails bit into the skin of his back.

“Fuck, Y/N. You feel so good.”

You hooked your right leg around his left, a gesture so intimate and tender that he wanted to give you everything. He nuzzled his face into your neck and sucked at your skin as he worked your entrance. He started a slow pattern of pulling back, leaving only the head of his cock inside you before pushing back in, deeper and deeper each time.

His free hand cupped the side of your face that he wasn’t currently worshipping with his mouth. This was what he’d been looking forward to. This was what that last mission had robbed him of, and for a split second, he was annoyed all over again at the sudden back-to-back work he’d been assigned. But then your thighs squeezed down on him at the same time as he bottomed out, and his mind recentered to this blissful place he was lucky enough to finally find.

Kakashi angled himself to hit your g-spot as he moved his mouth down your neck. Moving his hands down to the sides of your torso, he held you relatively steady as he kept kissing lower. He hummed as he brought his face between your breasts. Then he shifted his hands just enough to press the full flesh of your breasts into his cheeks.

You shrieked with delight at his goofy gesture, but he swiftly turned that sound into one of pleasure when he sucked your right nipple into his mouth.

Kakashi loved every bit of your body, but your chest was probably his favorite. Whether he used his palms, fingers, lips, teeth, or tongue, he loved playing with your soft tits and your stiff, sensitive nipples.

“Kakashi,” you panted and clutched at his thighs. “Please, move faster.”

His tongue circled the pebbled flesh of your nipple, teasing it until it was hard enough for him to gently take between his teeth. You gasped and scrambled your hands along his back, but it only made him want more. He bit a little harder before flattening his tongue and licking a soothing stripe over your nipple, only to pull away from it with a kiss and repeat the whole process on the other one.

“Fuck, Kashi!” You rolled your hips beneath him, clumsily searching for more stimulation to match the treatment your tits were getting. He finally took pity on you and followed your instruction, fucking into you faster and deeper. He moved his hands down to your hips, his fingers digging in as he started pulling you in to meet the rhythm of his thrusts.

With a pop he pulled his mouth away from your breast, moving back to your neck. He felt the vibrations of your vocal cords as you moaned and whined, high-pitched sounds escaping every time he pressed deep enough to fill you completely.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he groaned. “The way you feel—fuck, it was so hard being away from you for so long.”

Kakashi reached a hand up to grab the ledge behind the bed, his knuckles white from the intensity of his grip. But he needed it; needed that extra leverage to really wring every ounce of satisfaction from you.

You moved your hands to hug him around his shoulders. Everything you gave him only made him want more of you. He couldn’t believe that you wanted him, despite how tightly you were holding him and how you kept as much of your body in contact with his as possible.

“Wrap your legs around me.”

You immediately did as you were told, locking your ankles behind his hips and fully surrounding him with your body. He grunted at the access the new angle him, gripping your hip tighter as his skin slapped into yours.

It was bliss, but then he got an even better idea.

“Hang on tight.” He leaned back, bringing you with him and pulling you away from the bed. Your grip tightened, your body clutching to him for safety. But he wouldn’t let you fall. He sat you on his lap, his cock still fully inside of you as he roughly grabbed you by your ass.

Kakashi grunted as he started bouncing you on his cock. He used the power in his legs and his hold on your butt to really impale you with every thrust. You gripped his shoulders and let out a cross between a scream and a moan.

He dove for your mouth, kissing you hungrily and playfully nipping at your lips as he drove himself into you. He wrapped one arm completely around your body, his forearm resting over your ass and his hand seized your hip. You kissed him back just as vigorously as you moved one hand to tangle in his hair again. His tongue licked into your mouth in a slow display of adoration that sharply differed from the frenzied pace of his lower body.

With the one hand still clasped to your hip, Kakashi reached the other down between your bodies and started rubbing the tip of his middle finger over your clit. You mumbled a surprised squeal of pleasure against his mouth and he adjusted his efforts to what he knew would drive you crazy.

He wanted to keep going like this for the rest of the day, but it felt so good to be surrounded by you in so many ways, Kakashi couldn’t hold back much longer. Your teeth sunk into his lower lip as you whimpered and your body started trembling.

“That’s right,” he panted. “Cum for me.”

You tossed your head back as you cried out, your vaginal muscles spasming around him. Kakashi immediately latched his possessive mouth back onto your neck. He was out of his mind with lust, biting down on your pulse as he continued to fuck into you. He adjusted his hold so that both of his arms securely wrapped fully around you, then leaned forward to pound into you with all his strength.

You panted in time with his thrusts, trying and failing to catch your breath. “Ka—Ka—Kashi…”

“I’m almost there, baby,” he breathed. “Fuck, just hold onto me.”

Faster and faster, he frantically pumped in and out of you. You tucked your face into the crook of his neck, holding on for dear life and whimpering as your body trembled around him. Your legs shook, your hands grasped, and it made him feel so wanted that he nearly let himself lose control.

Knowing that his end was quickly approaching, Kakashi sat back on his heels and pulled you up high enough for his dick to slide out of you. He brought you back onto his lap and tugged you close to wedge his cock between your bodies. Kakashi rubbed your pliant body against himself, shallowly rocking his hips for just that little extra bit of friction that pushed him over the edge.

Kakashi bit down on your shoulder as he came; low, throaty sounds vibrating off your skin. He felt his cock pulse as his cum shot out, adhering your body to his chest.

Sighing in bliss, he hugged you close and rolled onto his side, pulling you along. You burrowed into him as he laid on his back and bent your knee to swing your leg over his. He could feel as you breathed heavily, your breath fanning over his clavicle. Kakashi tightened his hold and tilted his head down to press a kiss to the crown of your head while his heart thumped its overworked rhythm.

You smiled against him and gripped his bicep, then nuzzled your face comfortably into his skin. Kakashi hummed in response, still happy to kiss every bit of you that he could reach.

The two of you laid there for a while, the only sounds in the room each of your satisfied breathing. As much as he loved the fiery, passionate act of having sex with you, it was this—laying together, holding onto each other, the continued feeling of desire simmering on your dewy skin—that let him know he was a goner.

Of course, it couldn’t last forever. As sexy and depraved as the idea was to him, Kakashi knew you wouldn’t want to go about the rest of your day with his cum drying on your skin.

“Let’s get cleaned up,” he eventually suggested. Lazily, he allowed his eyes to flutter open, but his brow immediately lifted in a look of shock when he saw the purple bruise forming over your hip: deep, tender-looking splotches in the unmistakable shape of his hand.

“Shit, Y/N I’m so sorry.”

Groggily, you lifted your head from his chest and made eye contact. “What’s wrong? Do you need to leave again?”

“No, you…” he reached his left hand down to ghost over the discoloration. “You're hurt.”

“Hmm?” you turned your head down to follow his gaze.

Kakashi waited a very uncomfortable moment as you traced the bruise with your hand. With every passing second, his guilt doubled. How could he have let himself do that? Was he really incapable of not hurting the people he cared about?

He didn’t deserve to touch you.

“Y/N, I’m so, so sorry. I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

You turned back to face him. The look in your eyes was sleepy and a bit confused. “I know you didn’t,” you answered, pressing an insistent kiss to his chest. “I’m not even hurt.”

But that couldn’t be possible. Not when the color of the bruise was still darkening, the blood from the traumatized area still pooling under your skin. No, you just hadn’t realized what he’d done.

And once you did, you would never let him touch you again.

“I didn’t realize how rough I was being,” he insisted. “Here, let me get you some ice.”

He shifted his weight to slide out from under you, but you held onto his arm with an insistent grip that he honestly hadn’t even known you’d been capable of. Trying to swallow his anxiety, Kakashi looked back at your face. Where he had expected to see anger, or fear, he only saw concern.

“Kakashi, I’m okay.” You gave him a little smile before you leaned over him and kissed his cheek. “I promise. Please, lay back down.”

He did as you asked, lowering his shoulders to settle back onto the bed. You snuggled against him, right back in the same position as you’d been in before. But he didn’t understand how you could still want to be so close to him after he’d put those bruises on you.

Weren’t you…afraid?

“Everything is okay,” you continued. “If it had really hurt, I would have told you.”

But his muscles were tense even as you continued to kiss lovingly over his skin. His chest felt tight, his heart starting a panicked rhythm.

Sensing how stiff and anxious he still was, you lifted your head and looked at him. “You haven’t done anything wrong, Kakashi.”

He bit down on the inside of his cheek and quickly looked away, but you put your hand on his cheek and gently coaxed him to turn back to you.

“Hey, you trust me, right?”

“Of course I do,” he responded. “I just don’t understand how you trust me.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

The question struck Kakashi like a punch to the gut. You sounded so genuinely perplexed as to how trusting him would even be an issue.

Like a cold-blooded friend-killer could just implicitly deserve your trust.

He leveled his gaze at you. “You shouldn’t have to think too hard for a reason,” he dryly replied.

The look in your eyes somehow softened and hardened at the same time. Softened for him, but hardened on his behalf. “Kakashi, I know you'd never hurt me.” You grabbed his hands and brought them to your mouth, kissing his knuckles before holding both of his palms to your sweat-slicked chest. “I feel safe with you.”

Kakashi’s entire body flushed bright pink at your words. You knowingly smiled at him before you leaned in and lightly kissed the tip of his nose. Pulling away, you looked right at his onyx eye.

“I trust you, and I love you.”

Love.

That was what made everything different with you; what existed between you. He hadn’t consciously acknowledged the feeling, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t noticed it there. It had been burning in his chest for longer than he thought might be appropriate or normal. But hearing you say it meant he couldn’t avoid it any longer.

He didn’t want to ignore it one second more.

“I love you too.”

You gently gasped, then looked seriously at him. When you spoke, it was barely over a whisper. “You do?”

Kakashi smiled as he gently cupped the back of your head and pulled you within reach of his own mouth. He pressed a chaste yet loving kiss to your mouth before pulling back and meeting your eyes again. “Yes, I do. I love you.”

Unrestrained joy colored your face and your mouth stretched into a smile so bright, it would rival the sun. “I love you,” you repeated.

He opened his mouth to say it again, prepared to be trapped with you in an infinite loop of love confessions. But you kissed him again before he spoke, settling your body over his and kissing him with giddy insistence.

With a hum, you pulled away and nuzzled your cheek against his shoulder again. “Let’s clean up a little later,” you smiled. “I want to stay like this a little longer.”

His arms wrapped confidently around you. “We do have lost time to make up for.”

You laughed a tiny sound as you hugged him back. “Exactly.”

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prowlingz · 10 months

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“WRONG PERSON”

(yandere?)Kakashi Hatake x Fem!Reader

when you accidentally send a raunchy text to your sensei instead of your fling..

-SMUTTTTTTTTTTT- (so 18+ please!)

After spending the whole day talking with Ino and Sakura about how much dick they get, you thought about the last time you got lucky.

By no means was it difficult to string a guy home from some random bar for you, but it wasn’t something you outright sought after.

“We’ll I’m saving myself for Sasuke!” Sakura says, sticking her tongue out at Ino.

“You’re still waiting on that loser? Give it up billboard brow, if he wants anyone - it’ll be me!” She smiles at Sakura.

“And besides, your names are too similar anyways. If it weren’t for his last name, you two could be siblings. Of course, you’d be the ugly one!” Ino says while holding her stomach laughing.

After some more banter, they look up at you. Curious about your “dickstory”, a play on the word “history”.

You smile and say “Well it’s not hard for me to find anyone, but it’s probably not as many people as you think”.

You knew you were attractive, guys told you almost everyday. You didn’t mind them though, as you aren’t a very lustful person, truly minding to yourself and taking pleasure when you want to.

Ino jumps into action “WHO, WHO? Do I know them!? Are they also ninja? How many? How old? How many at one time?!”.

The bombardment of questions makes you giggle. You never knew someone’s sex history could be such an appealing topic, as in your household you were taught that sex is taboo and only for people you truly love. You didn’t follow that rule for long, albeit.

“A few were from some random missions I went on. Not too ma-“ before you could finish your sentence, Sakura said

“Can we guess?”

“What do you mean, guess?” You were confused.

“She means, can we guess who you’ve slept with?” Ino asked with a huge grin.

You thought for a moment. The list isn’t that long, but the people on it are most definitely known to these two. Would it change how they saw them? You thought maybe it wouldn’t be right, as the people you did sleep with didn’t give their consent to their sexual history being stated.

“I’m not sure that’s the right thing to do” you say frowning a bit.

The two girls looked at each other, perplexed how that was a response anyone would give.

“Okay let us guess just THREE and you HAVE to tell us if you have!” They said almost synchronized.

You thought about it. You doubt they’d get all three wrong, but you weren��t going to be happy if they got all three right either. Fuck it. You’d been drinking a bit and the buzz was starting to hit you.

“Fine. Just three.” You said calmly and confidently.

They made the biggest shit faces grin ever and talked amongst themselves.

After about 3 minutes of whispers, giggles, “OMG”s and “no way!”s.. they finally had their three.

“Okay, our first one” Ino says.

You hold your breath. For some reason this is starting to just now hit you, but you don’t want to seem lame and back out now.

“Shikamaru!” They said in synchro.

You burst out in laughter.

“You-you had three minutes and came up with.. Shik-“ you cannot stop laughing.

“SHIKAMARU??” You said at the top of your lungs.

They looked at each other and smiled.

“We just needed a baseline of your standards. You know the guy has had it for you since that damn Genin exam!” Ino said in a fit of laughter.

“I always thought he was gay” you smiled while saying.

“Pshhh, probably is” Ino mocked.

You held your breath, yet again, knowing that their next guess was coming and would probably be correct.

“Okay our next guess is..”

“IRUKA!”

You thought about it. Did it really count as sex? I mean, you both came. He was the first guy that did make you cum.. You thought a bit more. The silence only making Ino and Sakura want to know.

“I mean..” you say, still in thought.

The girls look at each other with mouth wide open and smiling. An eruption of “OMG” and “I CAN’T BELIEVE IT”s came flooding out.

“I guess. It wasn’t really sex though” you were still lost in thought.

“What happened?? Tell us!!” Sakura said.

There wasn’t much to tell them, honestly. You were talking with him one day, friendly, and he invited you over to see his new set up. You went over and it was beautiful, leather sofa with a stunning cherry tree coffee table.

He wanted to show you his bedroom and kept apologizing on how weird he made the comment seem. But you made a sly comment back, something like “I wouldn’t mind if you led me to your bedroom more often”.

And that was really it. You just start kissing and got to his bed, and started touching one another. You could swear that you heard him say “I love you” under his breath as he came, but you were too focused on your own orgasm to care.

After cleaning up, you left.

You tried to explain this to the girls but they wanted more details.

You told them they were wasting their time and better get on with their third person before you just get up and leave.

They pouted.

“Okay,okay. Our third person is…”

“KAKASHI!” Biting their lip as they said it.

Kakashi? You and Sakura’s old sensei? Oh goodness no. You can’t even remember a time that you even slightly hinted at a flirt with Kakashi. Your relationship was very student-teacher respectively.

Now that you’ve grown into a woman with.. curves and breasts, though.. You do think about the even slight possibility of him using you. How his words would sound in the heat of the moment.. how his skin would feel touching you, gliding himself all around you..

You notice yourself trailing off, and not given the girls an answer.

“Hello? Earth to y/n” they say, waving their hands in front of your face.

“Sorry. No. Me and Kakashi never did anything of the sort, or.. even implied so” you said, shutting the girls down immediately.

“I swear that guy is a virg!! I’ve never seen him take any girls around!” Ino says to the both of you.

“Oh, no way. Kakashi is super attractive under his mask, he’s gotta! Or maybe he’s celibate? Hmm..” the two girls thought on it for a moment.

Thoughtful silence fills the air.

“Hey, I’d say you have a pretty good chance, y/n.” Ino says, breaking the silence.

“Yeah! You’re super pretty and if I’m being honest, I’ve caught him staring at you a few times since you’ve become a Jōnin” Sakura states.

You blush. Staring at you? No. You always recognize when men stare at you, even not out of lust. You’re a great ninja, and you would recognize someone staring. Maybe he was using chakra to hide his gaze? Why would he do that? No. Sakura must be mistaken.

All these thoughts ran through your head and you excused yourself as it was well past 2 am.

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Before you knew it, you were home.

You went into your bathroom, washed your face and brushed your teeth. Spitting out the toothpaste from your mouth, you look over at your phone. It buzzes, signaling someone messaged you.

Hayate.

You got excited for a moment, thinking it said “Hatake”. It’s become some sort of thing for you to put peoples contact as their last name. You remember the time you and Hayate shared together though.

The text he sent, though you could only see partial of it through the limited character amount given on the Home Screen, read:

“Hey, was just thinking of you and really think..”. That’s all you could unfortunately read before showing him that you’ve read the message.

After your conversation earlier with the girls, you realize you haven’t had sex in around 7 months.

Damn.

You open the message, now seeing its entirety.

“Hey, was just thinking of you and really think we should see each other again. I know I was just a fling to you but I miss you. Not just your body, but you. Your laugh and face. Everything” the message would’ve been sweet if he didn’t send his dick right after.

It wasn’t a bad dick, but why don’t these men know their dick angles?

It was a photo of himself from his point of view pulling his pants forward to show off his hairy, uncircumcised, hard, veiny cock. He was wearing blue underwear and had black sweat pants on.

Honestly, you probably would’ve ignored the message if you weren’t so horny yourself. “Fuck it. Hayate isn’t a bad looking guy and his dick is pretty satisfying” is all you thought to yourself. You snapped a pic you knew he’d like, it was your hands covering your tits, but still showing most of them off. He loved a bratty tease.

You sent the photo and didn’t think much, waiting for his response.

He responded after about 6 minutes with a video of him.

He was now on his bed, ‘pleasing’ himself. The video was only 32 seconds long, but it was a huge turn on for you.

He started slow, but would buck his hips up for you. His tip was now fully exposed, but his foreskin would still slide up and down it as he went on. His breathing was loud and irregular. He would let out slight groans the faster he went. You could see his dick twitching, just before the video ended.

You took your camera and took a photo of you sitting at the edge of your bed with your thighs touching. Your left hand lay behind you, supporting you up. And your right hand taking the photo. It didn’t show your face in it, only your body. But that was fine. It showed off your tits and beautiful thighs and you knew those were the parts Hayate loved the most.

Before you pressed send, you added a text under it saying “You should come fill me up again”. You bit your lip as you pressed send. You decided to go take a quick shower in preparation for Hayate coming over. You knew he wouldn’t be able to resist the invite.

Only about two minutes into your shower, you hear your doorbell ring. Hayate lived 25 minutes away walking, you doubt he would’ve used all his energy to get to you that quickly. Although you can’t be too sure.

You finish your shower up before heading to the door in just a towel. Hair wet and all, you open the door.

You’re absolutely shocked to see your sensei standing in front of you.

He smiles, “I think you sent this to the wrong person”.

Your mouth agape, you already know what you sent him.

“I.. I um” the only words you can get out of your mouth.

You don’t even know what to say. You just sent an explicit photo to your sensei.

“I’m so sorry” your eyes still plastered to his phone in front of you. You make your way up his phone to his contact name for you, though. Before he pulled his phone away, you read “Future Hatake❤️” you blushed even harder.

You both stand there in silence. You’re mad at yourself for this foolish mistake.

“May I come in?” Kakashi says, breaking the silence.

You’re confused. Does he want to talk about it? Maybe he wants to know who it was for? All these thoughts flood your mind and he makes his way inside your apartment.

“E-excuse me. I should get dressed” you leave and run into your room. You go through your clothes and decide on a white tank top and sleep shorts. It’s your home after all, and it’s well past your regular sleep schedule.

You come back in and find him sitting at the edge of your couch, legs spread and forearms resting on them. As always, he’s unreadable.

You sit at a chair diagonal to him and keep your head down.

“I.. er.. haven’t seen you in a long time” you say, keeping your head down.

“Hmm” he replies.

You can’t tell if he’s lost in thought, upset, sad or whatever it be.

“Who was the message for?” He finally says.

“It.. it really doesn’t matter.. haha..” you say, trying to escort the tension in the room.

He lets out a sigh, stands up and faces you.

“Tell me” he says. His voice deeper than normal.

You’re confused. It’s been months since you and Kakashi have spoken. Why would he care to show up after a text sent to the wrong person? Why does he care??

A question runs your mind.

“How did you get here so fast?” You ask, blankly looking at him.

He looks at you, no emotion in his face.

“I’m always there for you” he stares at you and says. You’ve heard him say this to you many times in the past. You never really held anything to it though, taking it like a friend would say as support.

“Kakashi. What are you doing here?” You say, with a bit of concern in your voice. You know Kakashi is a lot stronger of a ninja compared to you, and could most definitely toss you around if he wanted.

“I’ve had an eye for you since you’ve become a Jōnin. You’ve grown so much” he says, making his way over towards you.

“Be a good girl and lead us to your bedroom, hmm?” he says in the most.. casual tone.

You can’t deny this was a major turn on. But was this right? He’s like, what? 13 years your senior? 14? 15?! Plus, he was your sensei. He raised you when your parents didn’t. You definitely didn’t see him as a father figure, more like an older brother looking out for you.

Were you really going to let this happen? No. No way. You have to tell him no.

“Kakashi, I ca-“ before you can finish your sentence he picks you up like you’re weightless.

He drags you to your bedroom. Did he guess? Has he been to my apartment before? No, never. How does he just..know?

You wiggle, attempting to break free from his grasp. You’re still not all sure if this is what you want, but your core is aching. It wants him to touch you so bad, especially after Hayate’s video got you pent up.

Your heart is racing. Still writhing in his arms, he brings you to your bedroom.

In your squirming from the previous moments, you had lost your loose fitting sleep shorts. Now just in a white tank top and black laced underwear.

You wonder if you’re dreaming. How is this happening? Why? Why to you?!

He places you on your back, and you sit up on your elbows staring at him. His face is a slight pink, and his breathing is a bit erratic.

He puts his knee between your thighs, separating your legs from touching. You make a small noise when he pushes further into you. Staring at his knee, anticipating his next move. He lets out a slight chuckle.

“You’re so adorable”.

“Huh?” You look back up at him. He takes his hands and removes his band, and then his mask. You’ve seen him once without the mask before, so it wasn’t a total shock seeing his face.

He stares at you, and you just stare blankly back.

He then looks down at your breasts, your nipples are hardened by the sexual tension.

You move your head a bit more down, staring at his manhood. Even when clothed, you can tell it’s big.

You both unclothe one another and before you know it, you’re both making out nude.

Whilst kissing you, Kakashi says “I’ve been needing you for so long. That message sent me over the edge”. He puts his hands all on you, seemingly not knowing where to put them.

While on top of you, he spreads your legs and pulls you closer.

His dick sits right on top of your pubic bone, and down to the bottom of your belly button. You’ve been with a fair share of people, none of them as big as him.

You wiggle, demanding his attention to your dripping core.

“Such a needy whore, does Hayate know you chose me over him tonight?” Kakashi breathes out with a smirk.

Your eyes widen. How did he know you were texting Hayate? Did Hayate tell Kakashi? No. They may know each other but most definitely aren’t friends. How long has he been watching you?!

“Well?” He says, finally moving his cock towards your core. His dripping with precum, which mixes with your juices.

Kakashi runs his cock across your clit causes you to wince.

“I know you haven’t been pleased in quite a bit, y/n. You’re so pathetic, I’ve only been here 20 minutes and I already have your clothes off and cock dripping on your needy hole”.

You have no answer to him. He’s right. You’re a needy, pathetic slut that needs him so badly, and he knows it.

You try and give him the most doe eyes you can and say “Kakashi-sensei.. please use me..” you see his shield of cockiness falter for a moment.

“Oh fuck..” he says looking at your eyes.

You open your mouth to say please.. but before you can, he’s shoved his entire length into you.

You moan so loud, and instinctively go to cover your mouth. He grabs your wrist before you’re successful, and puts both your wrists over you head with just one hand. His other one reaches over for your phone. He unlocks it with your passcode, no way he could’ve guessed it. It’s literally just random numbers “18849”. He’s been watching you like he said..

He begins to pump into you rapidly.

“Oh fuck..ah~” you moan freely.

“Which one of these boys should I call? Hmm? Who should I show you’re being such a naughty whore for?” He says between breaths.

“S-sensei ple..ahh.. please d-don’t!” You can even speak with how rough he’s treating your core.

“I’m calling Hayate”.

“N-nO.. pl-pleasee sensei. I’m-I’m yours and… mmmfffggh.. only yours.. ahh..” you plead with him.

He decides not to call him, instead taking multiple photos and videos of you getting pumped by him.

He cums inside your pussy, letting out multiple groans throughout. You’re a bit disappointed it ended so quickly.. or so you thought. He continues to pump into you even after cumming.

“K-kashi… did.. did you..mmgfff~”

“Y-yeah.. I’ll stop using you when I want. You’re mine” he says with complete lust in his eyes.

He starts going through your phone.

You’re scared. You have texts on there, pretty nasty, to other guys. How will he treat you seeing them?

He shames you by reading them aloud.

“‘I’ll be so good for you master’ you love calling people titles huh? You like calling me sensei, huh?”

“P-pleaseeee…~~” you don’t even know what you were saying please to.

All you can think about is how unfair this all is. Yeah you’ve slept around and sexted men, but you’re sure Kakashi has texted his fair share of women.

“Hmmm… these photos you send them. Never thought your sensei would want to see you like this? All weak and pathetic over his cock”

It didn’t matter what he said. You didn’t know if he was saying it to be mean or horny but it was the truth nonetheless.

“I..ah~.. I don’t know..” you told him.

You came around his length.

“Ah..heh~” he says as he finishes pumping the last of his seed into you.

With the last remaining strength you have, you sit up and watch the sperm drip out of you.

You and Kakashi take a shower together, and you immediately pass out in bed, totally satisfied with your dick appointment.

You wake up to no Kakashi and a barrage of messages from Hayate saying shit like “you totally blue balled me but that’s okay I went out with one of your girls”. You just laughed so hard, you knew Ino would have no interest in Hayate, her standards are way too high. And Sakura was telling the truth most definitely about saving herself for Sasuke.

You went through your camera roll and sent him a video of Kakashi fucking you til your brain was mush and sent it to him.

Kakashi is all you want.

No.

Kakashi is all you need.

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animeomegas · 1 year

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24 Hours - Chapter 6

[Alpha!Reader x Omega!Sasuke x Omega!Naruto]

Summary: You were resolutely avoiding thinking about how you were going to pick your future after this whole experience, because every day made it harder and harder. This cycle was both the one you expected the most and had never considered. GN!Alpha!Reader x Multiple

Warnings: n-sfw content.

(This is it! The final main chapter before the epilogue!! I hope everyone has had a good time with this! It’s now up to @omeganronpa to choose the epilogue and let me say that I don’t envy that position XD I do not pick it, so don’t waste your breath asking me for anything haha. Happy holidays everyone! 💕💕)

Word Count: 6.3k

Prologue - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Epilogue

You knew something wasn’t quite right as you started to regain consciousness. The summer breeze was gone now, as was the smell of flowers, but that wasn’t it. It was… weight. Something heavy was on top of you.

Wait, what?

You lurched forward suddenly, sending the weight sprawling off you and on to the floor with a yelp.

“Hey! What was that for?!” the weight yelled from somewhere on the floor.

Oh, this was your next 24-hour cycle.

“You will have 24 hours with the seven people you could love the most and who could love you in return. Learn so that you may choose wisely.”

Right, thanks, a bit late on the reminder this time because you had just tossed this day’s omega directly onto the floor. That was not what a good mate did.

More importantly though, you knew that voice.

A fluffy head of blond, spiky hair popped up over the side of the bed, the man it was attached to rubbing the back of his head and directing a grumpy look at you.

“Naruto?” you asked, delighted. You had been wondering if you’d be mated to any of your teammates during this thing, and here you were! It was also a relief to be paired with someone you knew a little better; you’d hopefully have more to say and less of a chance of asking the wrong question.

“Yeah?” he asked, climbing off the floor. “You totally need to say sorry for throwing me off the-oh fuck! Is that the time?!”

Suddenly, all traces of sleepiness and grumpiness fled Naruto immediately and he launched himself up on his feet and lurched to a nearby wardrobe before rifling through it.

“I am so late! Shikamaru’s gonna be pissed!” he whined, frantically grabbing clothes and trying to change and pack a bag at the same time.

You just watched him, scrambling to get your bearings. Naruto looked so different to the boy you’d met when you were still single digit aged children. His shoulders had broadened considerably, his voice was deeper and the way he held himself was different too.

You didn’t have to speculate over how you might have ended up with Naruto because you already knew. You’d been friends and teammates for years and you’d bonded over many shared experiences and traumas. You were incredibly close to Naruto, even after the long period away he’d spent with Jiraiya.

As you watched Naruto trip trying to pull up his trousers and get to the bathroom to brush his teeth at the same time, you thought about those early genin days. The sleepovers with Sakura, pranking mean shopkeepers with Naruto, shouting at Kakashi for being late… It was a little painful to think about those simpler days. Everything had changed so much.

After furiously brushing his teeth, Naruto emerged from the bathroom, little patches of toothpaste still lingering at the corner of his mouth.

“Ugh, I still can’t believe he didn’t wake either of us,” Naruto grumbled, picking up his bag and throwing it over his shoulder.

What? That sentence didn’t make any sense to you. Was someone supposed to have come round and… picked Naruto up for work or something? You got out of bed just as Naruto ran out of the room. You could hear his footsteps pounding down the stairs and you decided to follow him, leaping out of bed yourself.

You didn’t have time to explore the rooms upstairs, but if Naruto was going to work, then you’d have time to do so later. So many thoughts were running through your head as you went down the stairs that you couldn’t pinpoint one to focus on.

One thought became dominant when you saw the hokage robes and hat hanging by the front door. Was Naruto the hokage? Had he really done it? You couldn’t stop the grin from forming on your face. He was so impossibly amazing. You felt an overwhelming urge to hug him, but he had disappeared further into the house. You followed where you thought he’d gone, almost skipping as you did. You couldn’t believe that not only was Naruto hokage, but you were mated to him!! Naruto! Who was the hokage!

As you approached what looked like a living dining room, you could hear Naruto’s voice once again, although it was too low for you to make out any words. Who was he talking to?

You peered around the corner, conscious that you were in your pyjamas still, and saw Naruto crouched in front of the sofa, talking to someone. Only the back of their head was visible, but your heart lurched as you figured out who the man must be.

You watched as Naruto pulled a blanket over the other man’s shoulder, and even though he slapped at Naruto’s hands, he didn’t remove the blanket once it was there.

“-in pre heat, not dying, moron,” the man replied, just loud enough for you to catch the end of the sentence.

It was him. You were sure of it. The black hair, his voice. You watched as Naruto pecked him on the lips. Oh.

You ducked back into the corridor, feeling overwhelmed. It was there that you noticed all the pictures lining the walls.

The biggest one was from a wedding ceremony, with you, Sasuke and Naruto standing in the middle, a just visible Sakura and Kakashi stood on the edges. The second picture to capture your attention was one of you and Naruto each kissing one cheek of a very grumpy looking Sasuke. Then there was one from a dinner party, presumably after the wedding because all the clothes were the same. This time you spotted Iruka, Sai and Shikamaru there too.

There were pictures like that everywhere, on every surface and spare bit of wall space.

You, Naruto and Sasuke had… you’d…

Naruto had brought him back, you knew it must have been him, he’d then become hokage and the three of you had clearly got together.

It was… unbelievable, but you could see it. The more you thought about it, the more you understood.

Naruto walked out of the living room and into the corridor where you were standing, and you didn’t know what to do other than tear up and throw yourself at him for a hug.

“Woah, hey,” he said gently, wrapping his arms around you. It only made more tears appear to have him treat you so softly. “What’s going on? You okay?”

You just sniffed and squeezed him.

“Don’t cry,” he said, squeezing you back. “Because then I’ll cry, and I won’t even know why we’re crying.”

You laughed wetly and pulled back, rubbing at your eyes.

“Sorry, sorry,” you cleared your throat and wiped the last of the tears from your cheeks. “I don’t know what happened there, got overwhelmed I guess.”

Naruto nodded but looked towards the door anxiously.

“I really have to go, but I’m only going for the morning, I’ll be back this afternoon as planned, I promise!” he said, looking guilty over leaving you and Sasuke. “His heat isn’t supposed to hit until tomorrow, so everything will be fine, please don’t cry.”

Sasuke’s heat? Yes, you had heard him talk about pre heat earlier, that made sense. He must have thought you were crying because you were worried or overwhelmed about that. Naruto seemed to be hovering by the door, waiting to hear your response before leaving.

“Okay,” you said, pulling yourself together. “I’ll see you in a few hours, yeah?”

Naruto grinned.

“Believe it!”

And with that, he was out the front door like a flash, leaving you and Sasuke home alone. How many times had you imagined a scenario like this? Seeing Sasuke again in Konoha? Too many.

You walked towards the living room, towards Sasuke, like you were possessed. You had to go to him, to see him for yourself and know that he was okay.

You tentatively stepped back into the living room and around the couch until you could see Sasuke’s face. All the air felt like it was punched out of you. It was really, truly him.

His hair was differently styled, longer than you remembered, but just as inky black. The blanket that Naruto had draped over him was still there, covering what looked like lounge clothes, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes slightly hazy. Pre heat, your mind supplied, he was in pre heat.

It was weird to see him older, but weirder to see him in such a vulnerable state. He always tried so hard to avoid situations where someone might see him not on top form. But here he was.

“Good morning,” you whispered, still staring at him.

“Good morning,” came a quiet reply. And that was enough to overwhelm your common sense completely.

You surged forward and the last thing you saw before you pressed your lips against his was the slight widening of his eyes. You were desperate to touch him, your hands flitting from his face to his neck to his chest. You needed to feel him to know it was real. His hands were hovering in shock, but slowly they came to rest on your shoulders and his kissing back got more enthusiastic.

You kissed, and you kissed, and you kissed until your lips were warm and starting to swell. You were soothing yourself with his presence and he appeared happy to let you. The little noises escaping from him added so much to the kiss. When you bit his bottom lip, he gasped. When you sucked on his tongue, he moaned. When you put pressure on his neck with your hands, he basically melted into your grasp.

Your mind was going haywire. He was safe. He was home. He was in heat. And he was yours.

You eventually pulled away to breathe, but something was burning at the back of your throat as you panted. You couldn’t place the cause of it for a moment, but then it hit you like a kunai handle to the head.

It was the scent of slick.

Sasuke appeared to realise it at the same time you did. You saw him panic and start to close off and pull away, but you couldn’t let him pull away, not when the last time he’d done that he’d ended up with Orochimaru. So, you pressed forward again.

You reconnected your lips, but this time with enough force to knock him backwards. Once he was laying down on the couch, you climbed over him and hovered above his hips as you kissed.

Sasuke whined and bared his neck for you now that you were on top. It was pretty normal behaviour for an omega in pre heat being kissed by their mate, but it lit a fire under you anyway.

Had that night with Haku removed your awkwardness around sex completely? Because you didn’t feel anything but desire right now.

No, you just wanted to prove to yourself that Sasuke was real, and the pheromones he was pumping out were messing with your head, that sounded more accurate.

You had flashes of memories from last night invade your mind too, but you tried to push them away, fearing it to be disrespectful to think of another omega at a time like this.

You focused instead on kissing and biting your way down his neck. He was yours. Yours and Naruto’s too. Orochimaru couldn’t have him, you wouldn’t let it happen, not again, never again.

“Stop!” Sasuke said suddenly, voice weak and strangled. “Stop, y-you’ll trigger it early, I don’t want that.”

He pushed at your chest, and you climbed off him as requested. It was like a spell had broken. You could think clearly now, and you had no idea what that reaction had just been. You felt embarrassed that you had lost yourself like that.

You both panted for a while to catch your breath, you sitting on the floor by the couch while Sasuke remained laying on it.

Eventually, Sasuke started to squirm in discomfort. Probably from all the slick leaking into his underwear, which was something you tried very hard to avoid imagining and still failed. He got up, mumbling something you couldn’t make out before scurrying up the stairs, embarrassed.

You let out your own relieved breath as he left. That had been intense.

You sat for a few minutes, just sorting out your emotions towards the situation before you realised that you had an omega in pre heat that you had to look after. You didn’t know how to do that.

Let’s think, what were pre heat symptoms? You grabbed a pad of paper from the coffee table and wrote down a list of everything you could remember from your academy classes.

Pre heat symptoms

· Large appetite

· Sleeps more

· Clingy w/ loved ones, esp. mates

· Emotional fluctuation

· Desire to nest and maybe clean/organise nest?

· ???

You stared at the list, irritated that you had forgot most of the lessons on dynamics from the academy. Not that those lesson weren’t shit anyway.

Regardless, the list was the only thing you had to go on, so you should probably cook a bunch of food for when Sasuke eventually came down, and maybe after eating he’d want a nap? You could bundle him up on the sofa maybe.

Yeah, that sounded like a good plan! Or at least the best plan you had. And hopefully Naruto would be home after that. He would know what to do.

So, you stood up and found the kitchen and then started to cook anything and everything you could find in the kitchen to provide for your mate during his pre heat. You wanted to make sure that you were taking care of him like a mate should; Sasuke shouldn’t carry the burden for your ill preparedness, after all.

…

About twenty minutes later, Sasuke came back down in different clothes, his hair damp from the shower. You were still making up a tray full of food for him, thankfully future you had obviously stocked the kitchen in advance. You also felt confident that you had a good grasp on the kinds of food he liked, which took some of the stress away.

While you finished up the cooking, Sasuke fluttered back and forth between sitting in the living room with his blanket from earlier and coming into the kitchen to watch you cook in silence. His pre heat was likely making him feel lonely, but the kitchen didn’t provide as much comfort as the soft furnishings on the couch.

By the time you were done, you had filled the tray with all sorts of foods and snacks. Admittedly, you probably went overboard, but you’d never cooked for an omega in pre heat and you weren’t sure how hungry they got and you’d rather have too much than too little.

You carried the heaving tray into the living room where Sasuke seemed the most comfortable and slid it onto the coffee table. Sasuke’s stomach growled as you did so, and your inner alpha purred happily at the thought that you had predicted and met your omega’s needs.

Damn, this ‘being around an omega in heat’ thing was driving your instincts wild. You didn’t realise it would be so strong.

Sasuke didn’t say thank you, but he did press himself up against your side once you sat down, which was basically the same thing in Uchiha speak. He ate slowly and methodically, which made you worry that you had indeed made too much food, but despite his slow speed, he didn’t stop after one plate, or two plates, or three plates. In fact, he didn’t stop until the entire tray was empty.

Iruka sensei clearly hadn’t been lying about the hunger part of pre heat. You knew it was because of his need to store calories that would be burnt off during his heat and not so easily replaced when his appetite dropped. You had heard of omegas who barely ate anything during their heats, so it was the safest strategy to stock up beforehand.

When he swallowed his last mouthful, Sasuke sighed contentedly and put more weight against your side.

“How are you feeling?” you asked, pressing a hand to his forehead. He was definitely warmer than normal.

“I’m fine,” Sasuke replied, his words almost interrupted by a yawn. That’s right, he should be getting sleepy now. Along with conserving calories, omegas in pre heat also had to conserve energy in case their heat was intense enough to keep them awake for 2-3 days.

You pushed all the empty plates and cutlery onto the coffee table and made sure the couch was clear of all debris.

“Hey, why don’t you take a nap?” you said gently. The Sasuke you remembered probably wouldn’t take too kindly to such a suggestion, but this Sasuke seemed to begrudgingly agree because he pulled his blanket back around his shoulders and made himself comfy on your shoulder.

It was so cute that he immediately used you as a pillow.

You leant back to allow him a better angle and his breathing dropped almost immediately. He must have been tired.

As Sasuke dozed, pressed up against your side, you finally had time to think.

The first thoughts in your head were about Sasuke. You still couldn’t believe that Naruto had fulfilled his promise of bringing Sasuke home to Konoha and that he’d seemingly escaped any major punishment for his actions while he was a missing nin. It filled you with excitement for the day that your Sasuke would return home, whether that was in a romantic or platonic context, you weren’t sure yet.

It felt natural to go from thinking about that to thinking about the relationship you had with both Naruto and Sasuke in this version of your future. You wouldn’t have really considered such a thing, but that didn’t mean you didn’t fully understand how you could be happy with them. A lot of the things you had thought about Naruto earlier, also applied to Sasuke. All three of you had gone through so much together and you’d always be closer than close. And in this world, that closeness was apparently really close.

Like, really close, you thought as Sasuke breathed on your neck.

Also, you couldn’t lie, it would be worth picking this future just to see the look on everyone’s face, especially Kakashi sensei’s, when you mated both the team omegas.

Would Naruto and Sasuke get together if you picked someone else? Should you play matchmaker? That might be fun, even if you went with a different version of your future.

Wait! Your stomach dropped as you realised something pretty significant. The fortune teller’s repeated message had said you would be spending these 24-hour cycles with the seven people that you could love the most. You had assumed that meant seven cycles, of which this was six, but if you had two mates this time, then that meant you’d experienced all seven…

This was your last cycle.

You felt strange thinking about that. It felt like you’d only just started, it had gone so quickly, like a fever dream. Not that you were fully convinced that this wasn’t a fever dream still. Anxiety about making your decision started to grow in your chest, but you pushed it away as best as you could. You needed to enjoy this cycle, give Naruto and Sasuke their fair shot, and not worry about tomorrow. You could make your decision once this ended, but while it was happening, you would forget about it.

With those thoughts still floating around your mind, you drifted to sleep, the scent of a contended omega knocking you out faster than you expected.

…

It was the sound of giggling that woke you up in the end. You slowly opened your eyes part way, keeping them somewhat protected from the sudden influx of light, and you were greeted by Naruto in his full hokage gear, a camera clutched in his hands.

It was so weird to see him wearing the hat like that.

You tried to sit up only to realise something was pinning you down. You opened your eyes properly and your vision was partially obscured by a head of black hair that was purring away buried in your neck.

Sasuke had certainly moved quite a bit in his sleep, because you were now completely pinned under him. Now wonder you were feeling so warm; it was a mixture of the body heat from Sasuke and the embarrassment that Naruto had obviously just taken a picture of you both like this.

Naruto looked so giddy though, which soothed your embarrassment somewhat.

“Wanna play video games while he sleeps?” Naruto said quietly but with a huge grin.

“Hell yeah, I do,” you replied in the same tone. “But you’re going to have to help me out of here first.”

Naruto snorted, putting down the bags in his hands on the coffee table, just about managing to fit them around the breakfast debris, and coming over to extract you from Sasuke’s unrelenting grip.

It took about five minutes, but you were eventually freed, and Sasuke was left to doze by himself, now hugging a pillow that you had scented instead. Naruto had run to get changed while you tidied up the plates and cutlery and also had a nosey in the bags. Naruto had brought more food back with him, something that you were incredibly happy to see; you had a lot of food in, but not enough if Sasuke was going to eat like a one-man army for every meal.

When Naruto returned, you sat on floor cushions together in front of the TV. You were incredibly excited to see some future video games. Hell, even games that were from your time would be great because it wasn’t like you’d had time to play any recently.

Naruto picked out some sort of fighting game, which didn’t surprise you for even one moment, and you decided to chat with him while he set it up.

“How was work, hokage sama?” you asked, teasing him by knocking him on the knee with your foot. “Did you sign lots of important things?”

“Ugh, I don’t normally wish for that, but paperwork would have been a thousand times better than having to meet with the civilian council,” he grimaced. “I’m so glad Shikamaru knew stuff about the business fairs in Wind Country, because the council is wanting to start doing something similar here and I didn’t even know what they were.”

You snorted. Naruto was incredibly overpowered, but you weren’t sure he’d ever understand business or economics. You were pretty good thankfully, so you would be a gracious friend and offer to help on occasion.

Wait, Shikamaru? Was Naruto the hokage that had been partly responsible for overworking Shikamaru? Or was it the hokage before him? You did seem to be a bit older in this cycle than Shikamaru’s but still…

This man better hope he wasn’t the cause of Shikamaru’s breakdown, because your plans for when you returned would change from ‘help Shikamaru’s friends support him in making reasonable boundaries’ to ‘beat up your friend for causing problems’.

“That sucks,” you said instead of voicing your threat. “At least you’re home now, the council can’t get you here.”

Naruto laughed and passed you a controller.

“I wouldn’t put it past them to try breaking down the door. Anyway, are you ready to get your ass beat?”

You scoffed at his smack talk.

“You wish, fishcake boy, I’m going to destroy you!”

Naruto squawked in protest.

“You are not!”

“Are too!”

“In your dreams!”

You ended up winning the first round by the skin of your teeth. Button mashing was the superior tactic after all. Naruto was way too focused on combos and flashy moves.

“Whatever,” Naruto grumbled as you gloated in his face. “I would totally win in a real fight, that’s what counts.”

You knew that he was right. He was the hokage and you were mentally about a decade in the past, so there was no way you could hope to fight Naruto and win.

But you weren’t going to let that fact stop your banter.

“No, I would totally win,” you argued. “All I’d have to do is like, put a poisoned bowl of ramen in front of you and it’d be game over. Playing dirty with ramen would be my winning strategy.”

“Playing dirty with ramen, huh?” Naruto said, wiggling his eyebrows. “There’s an idea for when it’s time for my heat.”

“Gross!” you protested, pushing him on his shoulders. “You’re disgusting, Naruto.”

“Yeah? Are you saying you don’t want to lick ramen broth off my stomach?”

“Shut up,” you said, trying your best not to imagine it. “You disgust me.”

“Does this disgust you?” he said, before pouncing on you, sending you both to the floor. He covered your face in kisses while you squealed at him to stop. You decided to tickle him in revenge and soon you were both laughing and shrieking and out of breath.

Naruto was hovering over you, chest heaving, signature grin looking at home on his face, when he looked at something over his head.

“Oops,” he said, getting off you. “We didn’t mean to wake you, Sasuke, sorry.”

Oh, you had forgotten that Sasuke was there. You sat up, Naruto climbing off you, and turned to see Sasuke with a tremendously bad bedhead looking at you in return.

It took everything in you not to laugh at his hair, but something told you that if even Naruto had resisted from teasing him, you should avoid it too.

“Whatever,” he mumbled, getting up with his blanket still tucked around him. He walked over to you and Naruto and slotted himself in between you without acknowledging either of you. You and Naruto wordlessly shuffled to make room for him.

“Here,” Naruto said passing him one of the bags from the coffee table. “You should eat.”

Sasuke accepted the bag and immediately started digging through the snacks it contained. He ended up picking out a pack of onigiri to munch on while Naruto started up the next round of your game.

This was so domestic and lovely. You had never imagined there would be a future where you and Naruto and Sasuke would be here together like this, snuggled up on the floor, playing video games and eating onigiri.

At one point, Naruto attempted to snatch an onigiri from Sasuke, but he was promptly growled away.

“Alright, alright, I’ll grab something else,” he said easily, pressing a kiss to Sasuke’s head, something which only make him growl more. “Want something?”

He held the bag open for you and you spotted a few of your favourite sprinkled in. You gratefully grabbed one; you hadn’t had much of the food earlier because Sasuke had eaten most of it.

The rest of the afternoon was spent in much the same way, you and Naruto making your way through several video games, Sasuke, who slowly became more and more animated, giving his cruel and brutal commentary about how much you both sucked at them.

And if the bickering made you tear up a few times, well, no one appeared to notice.

…

By the time the evening had rolled around, you had all decided to relocate to the nest upstairs. Sasuke had started getting antsy and you were grateful that Naruto was there to understand that that behaviour meant he needed to go to his nest, because you were too ill informed on pre heats to pick that up and Sasuke was too stubborn to admit when he needed something.

This was the second nest you were invading during this weird time travel themed week, even though you technically had permission. It felt like wandering onto sacred land with the permission of the senile groundskeeper who had mistaken you for the deity the land was dedicated to. You had permission, but technically under false pretences.

At least Naruto and Sasuke were both your friends and teammates. That made it a little less weird than entering Kiba’s nest had been.

The nesting room was split in half, one side for Naruto’s nest and the other side, Sasuke’s. You could immediately tell which half was which.

Sasuke’s was filled with mainly dark colours, woollen blankets and a cute little shelf that had a bunch of things for a heat stacked on there. Naruto’s side was bright, chaotic, and filled with stuffed toys and cushions more than blankets. He also had a mini fridge on his side that he’d covered with stickers.

It was a weird visual.

Regardless, you all found your spot, favouring Sasuke’s side of the nest mostly, seeing as he was the one in pre heat.

“This feels like a sleep over,” you said, reclining backwards. “It’s like we’re about to start talking about crushes or something.”

Naruto laughed and picked up a pillow from his own side to throw at you.

“Or should we have a pillow fight?” he teased. “I mean, it’s not like any of our crushes will be that interesting, it’ll just be people already in the room.”

“It’s not a sleepover,” Sasuke grumbled, picking up the stray pillow and throwing it back to Naruto’s side of the nest. “And we’re not having a pillow fight.”

“Yeah, but I mean,” you continued, ignoring Sasuke for a moment. “We all must have had crushes before we got together, right? Like what about Haku?”

“Oh, Haku,” Naruto sighed dreamily. “I saw him the other day, he’s still super pretty.”

“He is,” you agreed, thinking of a very different encounter than Naruto likely was.

There was silence for a moment before both you and Naruto turned to Sasuke expectantly. Sasuke crossed his arms and didn’t say anything, but as the silence carried on, he turned his head away and spoke.

“Haku’s… nice looking,” he said reluctantly.

“Come off it, you totally had a crush on him during that mission! We all did!” Naruto said, indignantly. “You can’t fool us.”

“I did not,” Sasuke said. “He tried to kill us.”

“So?” Naruto replied, sounding unsure what that would have to do with finding someone attractive.

“You’re an idiot,” was the only thing Sasuke said, before he turned over on his side, facing one of the walls.

“Noooo, don’t ignore me,” Naruto whined, leaning over and poking Sasuke on the cheek. “You’re supposed to love me.”

“Get off of me,” he growled, shoving backwards. His words had no real animosity in them though, you were fluent enough in Uchiha to recognise that. “Dobe.”

Now, you’d seen Naruto and Sasuke fight many, many times before, far too many times in fact and the more recent times hurt your heart to think about, but what was ensuing in front of you right now was nothing like that… They were slapping at each other’s hands like children.

“This is like watching a puppy and a kitten playfight,” you muttered to yourself, never taking your eyes off the weirdly competitive hand slapping fight. You wished they would stop though, what was the best way to do that? Shock value perhaps?

“Well, my first crush was Iruka sensei.”

Both of them froze, blinking at you in sync, before-

“What!” Naruto yelled, before choking on his own spit. “What- but- how- Iruka sensei? Seriously? Why?”

Sasuke looked quietly horrified and was obviously thinking the same thing. You had succeeded in distracting them, but at what cost?

“Well, I guess, um,” you felt bashful under their incredulous eyes. “I don’t know he was so nice and reliable and a really good teacher and he has pretty eyes and an even prettier smile so-“

You kept babbling, not helping your case at all. Naruto looked like he was questioning everything in the universe while Sasuke looked a little green around the gills.

“He was our teacher,” Sasuke emphasised. “Our teacher.”

“I know that!” you said defensively. “I’m not saying I tried anything! It’s totally normal for kids to get crushes on their teachers, y’know, you don’t have to get weird about it.”

“Next you’ll be telling us you had a crush on Kakashi sensei,” Naruto said with a grimace.

“Ew,” was your only reply.

“Ew,” Sasuke added.

“Ew,” Naruto finished.

You all looked at each other for a moment and then burst out laughing.

You definitely needed to do more of this when you went back to your time, when Sasuke returned, and Naruto wasn’t so busy. You would invite Sakura too, Sai as well. You wanted this in your life so badly. Friends and hang outs and sleepovers and just, everything.

But you needed to be in the village more often for that to happen. You decided then and there, as you watched Naruto and Sasuke laugh until they cried at the thought of someone having a crush on Kakashi sensei, that you would figure out a way to stay in the village more.

You didn’t want to be miserable and alone forever.

…

You had all bantered and chatted for a while. It was fun to be with your friends again and interesting to hear more details about the years you hadn’t lived.

Apparently, Naruto had had a rather persistent admirer/stalker a few years ago that Sasuke took great pleasure in mocking, Kakashi had been the hokage before Naruto (and wasn’t that a wild thought) and apparently Sai had done a whole myriad of things that meant Sasuke scoffed every time someone said his name.

It was a top tier gossip session.

A top tier gossip session that had somehow ended with Sasuke’s cock in Naruto’s mouth.

“Not so fast,” Sasuke gasped, fisting a hand into Naruto’s hair. “Watch the teeth.”

Naruto rolled his eyes but obliged, slowing right down, likely much more than Sasuke had wanted because he bucked his hips in protest.

You were kneeling by Sasuke’s head feeling like a strange, perverted voyeur. You should definitely be joining in somehow, but all the confidence you had from earlier was nowhere to be seen. It was intimidating… maybe you should just start with something easier and more familiar.

Like kissing. Kissing worked.

You reangled yourself and bent down over Sasuke’s head, cupping his face with your hands. He seemed eager, tilting his head up, ready to receive your kiss. You kissed him slowly, forcing as much sensuality as you could into it. Sasuke was much sloppier than earlier, likely due to the activities of Naruto down below, but it didn’t matter to you. Being able to swallow all the little noises he made with your lips was incredibly hot and you were happy to do it.

Sasuke’s movements became jerkier and jerkier as time moved on. He was moaning more, gasping more, seemingly forgetting that he was in the middle of a kiss more. You snuck one hand down to his bare chest, not to focus on increasing his pleasure, but just to rub soothing circles on his chest. If pre heat was anything like pre rut, he would enjoy some soothing touches mixed in with the sexy ones.

“I’m going to-“ Sasuke seized and you pulled back to watch. His face contorted, little flashes of red visible behind his eyelids, and his toes curled. Naruto didn’t try to pull away, in fact, he seemed to push Sasuke’s cock further down his throat, sealing his lips around the base.

It was all over in a few seconds, but as you watched Sasuke collapse, panting, like he’d just had his soul sucked out and Naruto swallow with a cheeky grin and a wipe of his lips, it felt like eternity.

“Are you up next?” Naruto asked with a wolfish grin. “I think Sasuke needs a break.”

Just the insinuation that he needed a break had Sasuke opening his eyes and struggling to sit up.

“I shouldn’t do anymore, or my heat will trigger,” he said, like he was explaining why he couldn’t join without an insult to his stamina. “We shouldn’t have done that anyway.”

“That’s fine, Sasuke, don’t push yourself,” you said, wanting to be a supportive mate through the cloud of arousal.

“Yeah, that’s fine,” Naruto concurred. “You can just watch.”

By the end, you could add ‘Naruto has a magical mouth’ to the list of things you’d learnt on this cycle.

…

This was your final night like this, in the future. Your heart ached as you imagined returning to the loneliness that you remembered.

Stop, you reprimanded yourself, this whole thing was about knowing how to fix the loneliness, not returning to wallow in it. You would be fine. You could make a game plan during your first few days, and you would build a life you loved.

Sasuke snuffled a bit on your chest and shifted his position to be more comfortable. You were all laying together now, Sasuke on his side of the nest, Naruto on his side, and you in the middle. It was so comfortable that you fully believed they had coordinated the nests to allow a comfy spot for you in the middle. How sweet.

Naruto, on the other hand, was entertaining himself by fiddling with your hair, but his hand movements had been getting slower and slower as he relaxed further into the nest.

“Goodnight,” he said, yawning. “Don’t forget to wake us up if you go into heat, okay? That’s why we’re here.”

“Hn,” a very tired Sasuke agreed, not bothering to open his eyes. His head was a pleasant weight on your chest, and it was clear that he was already halfway to dreamland.

“Goodnight to you, too,” he whispered, leaning over and pressing his lips against yours. “I hope you sleep well because you’re going to need it.”

“Goodnight,” you whispered into the dark room. “To both of you. I promise I’ll cherish this day forever.”

And for the final time, you closed your eyes in the future, knowing that you’d open them in the past.

You didn’t quite finish deciding whether you were going to kiss the fortune teller or punch her in the face before your consciousness drifted away.

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Glitch | k.h. | 4

Kakashi x fem!reader

Word Count: 3.5

Warnings: Angst

Author's Note: This is long as fuck but I wanted to really capture this moment specifically

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The Funeral of the Third Hokage…

She stood somberly at the funeral of her uncle, flanked by Asuma and Kurenai. Asuma held Kurenai’s hand, and he had attempted to wrap his other arm around his cousin’s shoulders in comfort, but she had shaken him off with a sad smile. Something about the touch made her uncomfortable, and she didn’t want to feel any worse than she already did. Her cousin didn’t question it, used to her distaste for physical touch, and let her be. In front of her stood Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura, alongside Ayato, Sori and Tashiro. Naruto’s shoulders were shaking; trembling as he tried to hold back his tears. She considered reaching out to him, but Iruka beat her to the gesture, and she left the genin be.

The eulogy, delivered by one of the village elders, resonated through the air, speaking of her uncle's bravery, wisdom, and selflessness. Memories of shared laughter and valuable lessons flooded her mind, making her fists tighten at her side, seeking solace in the collective grief that enveloped the village, before they fell limply at her sides in grief. Uncle Hiru had taken her in when her mother and father died, treating her like his own daughter. She didn’t think she’d see the day he was buried –the old man always felt strangely impervious to death.

Kakashi joined the funeral late, taking up the space beside her as the clouds finally shed their own tears. She glanced up at the sky for a moment, letting the rain fall over her cheeks, before she looked up at Kakashi. He was closer than usual, his shoulder brushing against hers. She was almost certain it was accidental; he was just as disinterested in physical touching as she was –if not more. But then, she wasn’t actually certain it was an accident when his fingers brushed hers. Only one hand was in his pocket; the other was at his side, barely centimeters away from hers. It made her stomach flip with butterflies.

During the final rounds of the exam –before everything had gone to hell –Sakura had asked her why boys insisted on risking their lives in order to achieve their goals. The jonin had asked her to explain what she meant, and Sakura had said that she cared too much about Sasuke to not worry about him getting himself killed for his revenge. She had thought about the answer, considering her the people she cared about the most, before she understood fully what Sakura was feeling.

The feelings Sakura had for Sasuke mirrored the feelings the older woman held for Kakashi. It had been a terrible time to have such a revelation. And before she could properly address it, everything went wrong.

In the following days after Orochimaru’s attack, she had come to terms with her feelings for Kakashi, realizing she cared for him more deeply than she had ever acknowledged. Perhaps it shouldn’t have been surprising; there was always an underlying attraction to him. But to realize, suddenly, that she possibly felt more than friendship towards him…it was hard at first. She had a good excuse, of course, to ignore it.

As they stood side by side, she had to resist the urge to reach out and take his hand. They were so close, and they were practically touching as it was. It would be no effort at all to simply do it. Just as she mustered up the courage to do so –not so subtly touching his hand and causing his fingers to twitch as if to respond to her motion –Sori turned around and threw his arms around her middle and started to sob. Kakashi stepped away just slightly, glancing at her, but she couldn’t push the kid off. Instead, she sighed and wrapped her arms around him and hugged him close, whispering empty promises that things were okay.

As the ceremony came to an end and people started to disperse, Kakashi began to walk away. Something inside her compelled her to reach out, to bridge the gap between them. With a surge of courage, she snagged the sleeve of his shirt. Kakashi stopped and turned, his visible eye reflecting a mix of concern and confusion. For a moment, she simply held his gaze, wanting to say something –anything. But no words came to her. This wasn’t the time; it wasn’t the place. Instead, she dropped her hand, her eyes searching his face for understanding. There was a silent acknowledgment between them, a shared understanding of the pain they both carried.

With a heavy heart, she let him go, watching as he walked away.

“You should have told him,” Asuma said suddenly, appearing at her side. His hand rested on her shoulder, and this time she didn’t shrug it off.

“Tell him what?”

“Today isn’t a day to play games, cousin,” he reminded her gently, squeezing her shoulder. “Today reminds us that we don’t always have time.”

She opened her mouth to argue, but snapped it shut. Then she nodded once. Kurenai joined them, taking Asuma’s hand once more, before giving her a soft but sad smile.

“We worry about him,” Kurenai explained, looking to Asuma for a moment before returning her attention to her. “He’s our friend, and he’s lost so much. But he doesn’t talk to us like he talks to you.”

“He doesn’t really talk to me,” she pointed out, blinking away the raindrops that stuck to her lashes. “Not about anything deeper than training or missions.”

“You spend significantly more time with him than either of us do,” Asuma countered as they walked back towards the village. “Gai says you spend almost as much time with Kakashi as he does.”

She considered her response but couldn’t argue with that observation. They did spend an unusual amount of time together for two people who claim to be too busy to do anything with anyone else.

The two jonin walked with her for a moment longer before she stopped in front of the Yamanaka flower shop. Then they looked back at her curiously.

“I…I’m going to go see him, I think.”

Asuma gave her a firm nod, wishing her luck, before she finally turned on her heel and walked the other way. There wasn’t a lot of thought behind her actions; soaked to the bone, still in her funeral attire, she just walked. She even stopped at a take out place and grabbed them dinner —she should have known she had feelings for Kakashi long ago, based on how easily she remembered what he ordered.

She had passed Kakashi’s apartment building a ways back —one of the jonin complexes that the village set up years back. It was usually guarded by a chunin, not allowing anyone without a code in, but the security post was empty because of the funeral. So she simply walked in and trudged up the stairs, carrying a bag of food and dripping wet.

When she got to his door, though, she hesitated with her hand in the air to knock. This was a bad idea, right? This was too forward. They just left the Hokage’s funeral. This was inappropriate. But she was there, and it would be cowardly to turn away now. And she could play it off as checking in instead of coming to confess her feelings. Right?

Right.

With a deep breath, she knocked firmly on his door and waited impatiently. Her heart was threatening to burst from her chest the longer he took to answer. Of course he’d be slow to answer the door, just like he was slow to arrive anywhere else. But maybe he wasn’t home. Or maybe he was and he wasn’t willing to entertain guests. Kakashi didn’t seem like the type to have people over and now she was thinking she was intruding and —

The door opened and Kakashi stood in the doorway, mask still hiding his face, but he was dressed down. A sleeveless shirt that was connected to his mask, paired with a simple pair of sweats. His forehead protector was off, leaving both eyes exposed. Though his sharingan eye was shut.

Suddenly, every single word she had in her head was jumbled and messy.

He said her name, confused and surprised, and she finally snapped out of it.

“I brought dinner,” she stated lamely, her voice cracking some as she held up the take out bag. “I…I wanted to check on you.”

“You wanted to…check on me?” He questioned, brow raised. He made no move to let her inside. “You buried your uncle today, and you’re…checking on me?”

She opened her mouth a few times, trying to form some sort of explanation. That was a good point. Why would she check on him? Her uncle died. He should be checking on her. Making sure she was okay.

“I…,” she paused, biting at her lip for a second. “I wanted to see you. That’s all.”

Kakashi didn’t seem convinced by that admission either, but that was far closer to the truth. He opened the door further, motioning for her to come inside. She stepped through the threshold and toed off her wet shoes, silently scolding herself for not changing clothes. She probably looked like a drowned rat.

As she hesitated in his entry way, Kakashi reached out and took the bag from her. His fingers brushed against her knuckles gently, and she lost her grip on the food and part of reality.

“Let me put this in the kitchen,” he offered as he walked away. She talked behind him, taking in the bland surroundings that he lived in. “Then I’ll get you something dry to wear. You’ll catch your death.”

She simply nodded, standing awkwardly in his rather small kitchen, dripping on his tile floors. Kakashi smiled behind his mask and stepped around her, leaving her alone for a moment. His apartment was depressing, she decided. Nothing too personal —no photos on the walls, no decor, drab white walls. It felt like the home of someone who didn’t intend to stay long.

She realized Kakashi probably didn’t plan to stay there long. It broke her heart, and suddenly she felt the overwhelming tightness in her chest that meant tears.

“Here,” he announced, holding out a tshirt and sweatpants to her. “They might be a bit big but —are you alright?” His time shifted suddenly, and when she looked up at him, it was through watery eyes. Kakashi dropped the clothes on the counter, crossing the kitchen in two strides to stand in front of her. “Hey, it’s okay. You don’t…it’s okay to cry. Today has been hard.”

“I’m not crying over Hiru,” she complained, wiping her eyes with the heel of her palm. “I should be. But I’m not.”

Kakashi’s brow furrowed as he leaned back against his counter, crossing his arms over his chest. “Why are you crying then?”

“Because of you.”

Silence hung between them for a moment, the air turning tense as Kakashi stared her down. She refused to look away, meeting his gaze with teary eyes.

“I don’t think I understand,” he finally admitted, casting his gaze down.

She shook her head, running a hand over her wet hair to push it out of her eyes. “I…I was talking to Sakura, at the chunin exams. Before you and Sasuke showed up,” she started, voice trembling some as she made the decision to finally admit everything. “She asked me why boys seem willing to put their lives at risk in order to get what they want; I didn’t understand until she explained how she felt about Sasuke, and how he seems willing to get himself killed without thinking about how it would impact those around him.

“I didn’t even think about my response,” she continued, crossing her arms over her chest now. She was shaking now, though she wasn’t sure if it was from anxiety or being cold. “I just…I said that I had someone like that in my life; someone that I worried would get himself killed. It didn’t even register that I was talking about you until you showed up with Sasuke.”

Kakashi didn’t say a word, and she didn’t let him even if he wanted to. “And now here I am, standing in your house, only to see how right I am –you don’t live here, Kakashi,” she motioned around them –to the bare walls, the stark white paint, and the lack of personal effects. “You just…exist in this space, and probably think, ‘Yeah, this will be easy to clean out when I die.’ Because you don’t plan on living, and do you know how fucked up that is?

“I didn’t even realize how not normal it is to worry about someone like that until I talked to your student, of all people. And now all I think about is how much I worry about you, all the time, every day, because I care. Asuma and Kurenai pointed out today that you spend more time with me than anyone else and –,”

“I spend quite a bit of time with Gai too,” he finally spoke, voice barely there.

“Not voluntarily!” She exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. “You actively seek me out! And I do the same to you! I go out of my way to find you and I know you do the same! Normal friends don’t do that, Kakashi! Normal friends don’t know that you don’t like mushrooms in your miso soup because you don’t like the texture, and you prefer eggplant over it. I know that though. I know that and I brought you dinner today because we aren’t normal friends. I know that because I think I –,”

“Don’t say it,” he quickly interrupted, standing up straight finally. He stepped closer to her, looking down at her with both eyes open now. The crimson of the Sharingan was almost hypnotic, working even when he wasn’t actively doing so. But he looked almost…alarmed.

“Don’t say what?”

“Don’t say you love me.”

For a moment, she simply stared up at him, meeting his gaze as she considered what she said next carefully. “I don’t love you, Kakashi. Not like that, at least. Not yet.” His brows furrowed as he stared down at her, and she could see his breath hitch in his throat as she continued to speak. “But I…I think I will if we keep up how we are. Whether it’s as friends or more, I…I don’t think I can help it, Kakashi.”

They stared each other down for a long time, the silence cutting her like a knife the longer it went on. Finally, he sighed and stepped away, picking up the clothing from the counter.

“Go change,” he ordered gently. “Then…then we’ll talk more.”

She hesitated before taking the clothes from him with a curt nod. Then she padded out of his kitchen and across his living room, which was just as impersonal as the rest of his home. He didn’t have a dining table, which she noted as both a bit sad and strange. And he motioned to the door that was cracked open —his bedroom —and said to change in there.

Again, the bedroom was just as bare as the rest of his home. His bed was unmade, and there were clothes tossed in the corner which were the only real indicators that he lived there. And it kind of smelled like dogs, which reminded her that Kakashi had dogs —she just wasn’t sure where. As she stripped out of her wet clothes and tossed them to the side, she noticed a picture on his desk —one of the only she'd noticed. Quickly, she slipped into his shirt and sweats, then crossed the room to pick up the photo gingerly.

It was an old photo; a team photo of Team Minato when they had first formed. Kakashi still looked like himself; bored and disinterested in what was happening around them. Obito was grinning like a fool with his goggles, and Rin was smiling brightly between them. Minato was ruffling both the young boys’ hair with a smile that was almost identical to Naruto’s.

He called her name, causing her to whip around at the sound of his voice. Then she set the photo down and slipped out of his bedroom, shutting the door with a soft click behind her. Kakashi had set up the takeout on the coffee table, where he sat on the floor. She simply stared at him for a moment, appreciating that he hadn’t turned her away when he could have.

She sat down beside him, swimming in the shirt that he had given her. He pushed her meal toward her.

“I took the eggplant off yours,” he said, though he didn’t look at her. “I know you don’t like it.”

She stared at her meal, eyes tearing up again as she considered his words carefully. Much like how he wouldn’t properly apologize, she was certain that this was the closest thing to admitting she was right about them she would get. And something about that —the knowledge that she knew him well enough to know that gestures like this meant more than he could actually express —warmed her heart.

“Thank you,” she murmured, finally looking up at him.

But, she thought, it wasn’t enough of an answer for her. They both knew that.

Kakashi met her gaze, turning to face her. His eye was closed again, but still piercing as he looked her over slowly. Then he sighed.

“I can’t…,” Kakashi started, taking a moment to consider what he would say next. “I can’t give you what you deserve.”

She almost scoffed, but stopped herself. “I think I can make that decision myself.”

“You can’t,” he snapped, though it had no real bite to it. Her brow furrowed as she stared at him. “I’m sorry, what I mean –you can’t decide what I can give you. There are things –feelings –that I just can’t give as easily as you think.”

“Then we…we take things at whatever pace you need,” she offered, resting her hands in her lap. Her voice was soft and sincere.

“You don’t get it.” Kakashi looked away from her, shaking his head. “You know what they call me –you know that the people I love –they end up dead –,”

“Gai isn’t dead,” she interrupted, giving him a pointed look. “Asuma and Kurenai are both very much alive. So is your team. And you know what –just like I love you as my friend, you love me too. And we’ve been friends for years now. I’m not dead; and let me tell you –I have been very hard to kill.” She adjusted some, moving to sit closer to him before reaching out to take his hand carefully. When he didn’t pull away, she sighed in relief. “I don’t know what this is, Kakashi. But I know that it’s more than friendship. And if taking it as slow as you need is what it takes for us to see if it’s what I think it is…I’m willing to try if you are.”

Kakashi watched her closely, his brows knit together as he considered what she was saying to him. She felt scrutinized under his gaze; like he was pulling her apart piece by piece. In the quiet of the moment, her words hung in the air, waiting for something –anything –from him. Kakashi's hand was bare and warm against hers, his calloused fingers a testament to the battles he had fought. His gaze, though intense, softened at her touch, as if her words had chipped away at the walls he had built up for so long.

Then…he simply nodded.

He nodded, and squeezed her hand, and she let out a nervous laugh as the tension eased from her entire body.

“You have to be patient with me,” he quickly amended, looking at their hands for a moment. “I haven’t had many relationships before.”

“Neither have I,” she reassured, smiling at him softly. “I was only half lying to Genma when he asked me out –when I said I didn’t have time to date anyone. I don’t really; but I spend so much time with you…well, that time is already spent with you anyway, so I have plenty.”

Kakashi’s lips curved into a small, genuine smile under his mask at her words, a rare sight that made her heart skip a beat. His eyes, once guarded, now reflected a mixture of emotions — uncertainty, hope, and a touch of amusement. It was a silent acknowledgment of their shared vulnerability, a recognition that they were both stepping into uncharted territory.

“We did skip a few steps,” she pointed out, tugging at his shirt with a sly grin. “I’m pretty sure I’m not supposed to wear your clothes if we’re taking it slow.”

“I…think I’m okay with skipping to that step first.” He let out a shaky laugh, nodding some. “I like seeing you in my clothes.”

“That’s good,” she teased, tugging his hand to pull him a little closer. “I’m not giving you this shirt back anyway.”

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Naruto Shippuden One Shot Kinktober

#6 Moring sex & Cockwarming Itatchi Uchiha x Fem Reader

CW: this kinda goes into tendersex but shhh shhh, pet names, plot, fingering, unprotected sex, Creampie, Cockwarming, plot. Sorry this was completely self indulgent I love itachi so much.

When was the last time you heard Itachi’s voice you thought to yourself as you drifted off to sleep. His loving smile on the day of your wedding always being the last thought you had before sleeping and once awake that smile again popping up.

He was a busy man, always needing to be away for weeks on end to take care of anbu missions. You knew this before marrying him but it didn’t make things easier. You were supposed to become apart of the anbu but you ended up taking a job as an instructor for the Genin. Itachi was so happy that you had ended up going with your heart and doing something you would find more rewarding in your mind.

A part of him was also glad that you did not have to go on missions that could possibly kill you. Before he courted you, Itachi was just a friend from childhood. Someone who always stuck up for you when some of the students teased and pushed you around because you didn’t get ahang if things right away. Itachi helped you train even on days he was exhausted from doing the same thing with his brother sasuke. He was determined to have you become the best ninja in the class.

Once you two got older the more people noticed how attached at the hip you were to one another, his parents taking a liking to his fondness over you. They allowed him to spend more time with you till he had to go and do his anbu training. His mother still invited you over for dinners and family get togethers as she knew that as soon as Itachi would return he would be asking you if you would give him the pleasure of courting him.

And so you did, from there a few years had passed before you and his mother planned out a wedding. It was beautifully set up in the Uchiha clans meeting area. His mother had helped hand make your kimono adding in the colors of your clan and the Uchiha to symbolize the coming together of clans.

Your walk down the aisle seemed quick as you wanted to desperately grab Itachi into your arms and comfort the man for his tears. You knew they were tears of happiness but seeing him cry killed you.

That night after the wedding you shared such intimate moments together. Your hands exploring each other's bodies.

Your dream replay of those events came to a end when you shifted awake to the feeling of a hand caressing your face. “Good morning Y/n, I’m so sorry to wake you. You looked so peaceful sleeping don’t let me ruin it” your husband spoke solemnly. “Itachi!” You squealed, grabbing him into your arms. He tapped your back “honey, your grip. Don’t kill your husband now that he’s back” he joked. You loosened your grip around him before extending your arms outward holding him from you

“when did you get back?”

Your eyes began to water, his hands cupping your face as his thumbs swiped at the tears “A few hours ago, I just didn’t want to wake you so I watched you sleep for a bit but I couldn’t help myself from not touching your beautiful face.”

Your heart pounded in your chest, you didn’t know when the next time you saw him would be and here he was just before your eyes. “Itachi please don’t ever leave again” you fell into his arms. All he knew how to do was comfort you by holding you as no words could heal the feeling you had. Picking your head up he kept his hands cupped on your cheeks, craning his neck down to place a gentle kiss on your lips. “I love you y/n” Itachi said once he pulled away from your lips.

But the urge to keep kissing you formed, his bodying moving at its own accord. You gladly accepted it as you kisses him back and reciprocated the feeling of his hands running down your body to him. A soft groan leaving through his lips as he bit down on his inner cheek.

His soft carares on your thigh rode up your nightgown, his fingers inching closer and closer to your core with each rub. He noticed how you squeezed your legs together and so he stopped “if you don’t want to keep going tell me y/n, this isn’t necessary to show my love to you or how much I missed you”

You weren’t squeezing your thighs together to get him to stop, you were squeezing them together to get some sort of relief from the constant pulsating of your clit. As soon as you smelled him your body went into overdrive acting on its own meaning the space been your legs was dripping wet by now and you were embarrassed.

“No - no keep going I want to” you sheeply said, pecking his cheek while you unsqueezed your thighs. Your hands explored his body, once and awhile feeling new scars you knew he was bound to get while on missions. You pouted your lip out, itachi noticed and began peppering your neck with kisses to try and get your mind off of it.

A soft moan slipped past your lips which only made Itachi’s cock twitch in his pants. Slipping your nightgown up he hooked his fingers on your panties and pulled them down. Tapping on your thigh “Can I?” He asked, spreading your legs for him you nodded your head yes. Placing his thumb on your clit he began massaging it in a circular motion while his other fingers explored your soaked lips.

“Kiss me” he cooed into your ear, his lips helping die down your increasing moans.

His fingers finding your sweet spot hooking his fingers bumping your g-spot. Pulling your lips from his, a string of salvia kept you connected. “What is it y/n?” Itachi asked his gaze never leavings yours with his eyes hooded. He looks so cute with a blushed face you thought to yourself “fuck me” you sheeply panted.

Laying you down he worked on stripping himself from his clothing. The sun peaking through the curtains you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. He stroked at his cock a few times before he lined himself up with your cunt coating the tip slightly teasing you as he liked watching you squirm beneath him. “You’re so cute when you lose your patience love” he said.

Dipping his head down to peck you on the lips, biting down on it as he fit himself inside. He wasn’t even fully inside and your legs were already shaking around his legs. Putting his arm beneath you he began moving faster, each thrust going deeper and deeper as you moaned out his name.

“F-fuck you feel so good y/n” Itachi said between his own moans. Setting his forehead onto yours, your chests heaving in sync. His free hand intertwined his fingers with yours.

He could feel you were close by the way your cunt squeezed him, if it wasn’t the first time since he’s been back he would’ve been much rougher. Dipping his head between your neck he suckled on spots leaving marks down to your collarbone. “Tachi” you whined with his sudden increase of pace “ganna make you cum love, ok?” He said.

“Yes p-please!” A few quick deep thrusts sent you over the edge, your thighs shaking as your walls clenched around his cock attempting to milk him if all he had. “Can I cum inside” he slowed his pace letting you get out a response whirl you road out your high.

Quickly shaking your head yes he let himself go, thrusts becoming sloppy, his hips hitting flush with yours. Moaning out your name, his fingers tightening on yours.

He didn’t pull out instead he let go of your hand and removed his arm underneath. He wedged you a bit allowing him to lay his head close to your tummy and give soft pecks. Your hands traveling to his hair you played with it. “Tachi, do you want breakfast? I can go make us some, you tried to squirm from him”

“I missed you so much, I just want to stay like this so please just stay” Itachi said, not pulling his cock out. You rested your head on his chest while he rubbed circles into your back. “You know they won’t send me on missions for awhile if we had a baby to care for” he cooed into your ear. The feeling of butterflies in your stomach as you imagined what it would be like for itachi to be a father to a precious gift you’d call your baby the two of you made out of love.

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general--winter · 1 year

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How Genin Sasuke, Sakura, Rock Lee, Neji, Hinata react to the reader leaving the village to go train with their sensei, and in their farewell kiss them and give them a bracelet and promise to come back

author's note: this is becoming my favorite passtime. the genin konoha 12 give me life, they are so adorable.

rating: general

fandom: naruto

pairings: genin!uchiha sasuke x gn!reader, genin!haruno sakura x gn!reader, genin!rock lee x gn!reader, genin!hyuga neji x gn!reader, genin!hyuga hinata x gn!reader

word count: 2250

warnings: canon-typical content

summary: The genin squad and reader say goodbye to each other to train.

Uchiha Sasuke

Sasuke was already in a delicate state following the Forest of Death portion of the chunin exams. His curse mark was sealed, sure, and he secured his passage to the tournament. But he could see that the next month would be pure and utter hell. The only thing that he thought would get him through was being able to annoy you with his attitude.

That hope was lost when you told him you were leaving later that day to train for the next round as well. Somewhere far away. You won’t be back for a month. Sasuke didn’t really hear much after that. He would scoff, push you away verbally, the works. Yeah, you weren’t his friend or anything, never were. You’re abandoning him like everyone else, how could you be?

“Go away and train. It’s not like it will do anything for you.”

A melancholy smile would blossom on your face. Wordlessly, you would step towards Sasuke and kiss his cheek. Huh? What? But you just said you were leaving him alone for the next month. He’s absolutely baffled by your conflicting actions. Before he could figure out just what the hell was going on, you would grab his hand and slip a simple metal bangle on his wrist. In an act of defense, Sasuke would push you away and grimace.

However, that didn’t wipe the smile off of your face. You were pushed away physically but not mentally. Not emotionally. In a moment of vulnerability you would say to Sasuke: “I will be back. Don’t worry yourself, alright?” He wasn’t convinced until you raised your own hand and showed him a matching bracelet on your own wrist. “These will symbolize our bond for the next month. And beyond, if you don’t mind,” you would say, winking at him.

Even though Sasuke’s face was set into a deep scowl, his true feelings were betrayed by the fact that he wasn’t blowing up on you or trying to rip the bracelet off. He was just twirling it around his wrist with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. You would smile at him once more, a cheery and bright one this time, as you waved to him and followed the road to the gate of the village to meet your teacher.

The bangle would become Sasuke’s most prized possession; he wouldn’t take it off for anything for a time. While I do think he would take it off after leaving the village, in an effort to destroy all of his bonds and gain power, something repressed within him couldn’t get rid of it. So instead, he would carry it in the depths of his packs to forget about it, though it would frustrate him from time to time. When he eventually comes back to the village and sees you still wearing yours after all the time you’ve been apart, he is consumed by grief and tries his best to reconnect with you. Now, he can never be seen without his own bracelet — he even sleeps with it on.

Haruno Sakura

Sakura has a sixth sense when it comes to people leaving the village to train. So, I honestly think she would figure out that it’s what you wanted to do with your sensei before you even made up your mind. She saw it in your eyes when you looked up to your teacher. The adoration, the determination. It was the same way Sakura looked at Tsunade.

Your imminent departure was bittersweet for her, however. Sakura was certain that she loved you, in that thirteen year old crush way. When you pick someone and make your entire personality obsessing over them. You guys hung out all of the time too, goofing off and getting meals around Konoha. Sakura could really be herself around you. What would she do without you?

Maybe she could go with you! But Tsunade was the Hokage, she wouldn’t be able to do anything to train Sakura from so far away. So, she brainstormed. What could possibly keep the two of you connected for so long? If you truly were going away, you may be gone as long as Naruto said he would be. That’s three years. You might forget about her.

These thoughts swirled in her head for days, waiting for your departure day to bid you farewell. Would she be able to send you letters? Maybe she can visit you when she’s off. Or perhaps you’ll visit the village yourself!

Before Sakura knew it, though, she was standing face-to-face with you at the gate of Konoha, tears streaming down her face. The insecurities of the past few days rose up to the surface, and she moved forward to hug you. Before she could, though, you held out a carved wooden bracelet, the birch wood scraped down to perfect beads and strung together with a piece of wire.

“I made one for myself, too. So we’ll be connected no matter how far apart we are. I will be back, though, so this is only temporary!” you told Sakura, a smile gracing your features despite your tears. She would collapse into your arms with another sob, crushing your bones in a hug. You reciprocated, placing a kiss on her forehead before letting go and walking away with your sensei. Sakura would never forget that moment, and neither would you. Three years is a long time but she’ll wait for you. There’s an end in sight, and she is reminded every time she puts on your bracelet.

Rock Lee

Now Rock Lee, I think he would actually go with you if you were to leave to train for a period of time longer than a month or two. We’re talking about a boy who will absolutely be whipped for anyone he crushes on with a mentor that is friends with conceivably every jonin-level ninja in the village. Yeah, y’all are training together if you let him. However, he would learn that you’re leaving on the day of, so this scenario still goes down.

I think Lee would take the news very bad at first and dramatically beg you to stay in the village. He would be on his hands and knees begging you, holding your hands in a vice grip to keep you from getting away from him. There would definitely be tears shed. Lee is just that kind of guy who wears his heart on his sleeve and is full of dramatics!

You would give him a simple steel bracelet, with some weight to it, of course, while he’s still trying to get you to stay. “Lee, please don’t worry about me. I’ll only be gone for a short while,” you would tell him amusedly. “Keep this bracelet on to remind yourself of me. I’ll be wearing a similar one, so we won’t be completely disconnected while I’m away.”

Now Lee would be blushing and you would have actually made him stop talking for a second. His hands were still clasped onto your wrists, so you would help him up… sneaking a kiss onto his lips very quickly. You would make him question if you even did it, but he knows his senses do not lie. You just kissed him. Like, for real. His face would get even more red, if that’s even possible. There was no way Rock Lee thought he would be able to take another step in his life as he watched you release yourself from his grip, wave goodbye, and turn around to go.

“I need to find Guy-sensei! We will train together!” he would shout, going against his body’s instincts and darting around to find his teacher. Of course, I think Might Guy would be up for an adventure and to help his precious student experience “the joys of youth”. So before you leave the village, Might Guy and Lee catch up with you and your teacher, bags hastily packed and ready for a journey.

“After what just happened, I cannot let you go to train alone! I will keep you company!” Rock Lee would exclaim, making it your turn to blush. Whoever your sensei is, they would be more than happy for you to have a friend and Might Guy tag along, perhaps you two would be able to take each other to new heights by sharing the experience of training together. Well, if you’re learning from Kakashi he would be miffed about this, but him and Guy are still friends so I think he would still allow it (and be secretly happy that his entertainment beyond Icha Icha is figured out).

Hyuga Neji

So you really decided to go. It had been a point of discussion between you and Neji for a few weeks. After all, you respected his opinion as a professional ninja, so you wanted to see what he thought about taking some time off to go and train rigorously. At first, he would be against it, halfway for selfish reasons and halfway for practical ones. Neji wouldn’t say outright that he would miss you, but it’s implied, since he tells you with uncharacteristic vigor about how taking missions from Konoha is one of the best ways to grow your skills.

After deliberating with a lot of other people, though, the Hokage herself included, you notice that Neji was the only voice of dissent. Everyone else thought that getting out of your home to experience new things without being bound by duty was a fantastic idea for your personal growth as a shinobi. Naturally, you would become suspicious, since you already had an inkling that Neji felt some sort of way towards you. He was ever so slightly nicer with you, he would fix your mistakes during training more kindly than with others, etc. And you have to say, if Neji does in fact have a crush on you, you feel the same way.

You hatch up a plan to confront Neji about this when you leave, and when the day comes, it’s genuinely a little nerve-wracking. What if you had guessed wrong? What if Neji was just giving you some genuine advice all of those years? And he really wasn’t treating you with any favoritism, you were just imagining it because you wanted to? It was too late to back down, though, when you were met face-to-face with Neji and were holding a gift bag with an intricately carved wooden bracelet that matched the one you always wore.

“Hey Neji, I’m leaving for training soon. I’ll be gone a long time, so I… wanted to give you this bracelet to remember me. It seemed like you didn’t want me to go, so I thought it would be appropriate to get you something to remember me by." You would say this to him, put the bag in his hands, and kiss him before he could even register what was going on. Your back would turn to him and start to leave. Neji would grab your hand with as much composure as possible before you could retreat too far, looking into your eyes and saying "Thank you," before letting you go.

Hyuga Hinata

Hinata experiences intense dismay when she learns that you're leaving. She hasn't even had the opportunity to talk to you more than pleasantries and discussion about training! Mainly because you seem to brush her off at every opportunity. But even with this kick to actually go up to you, Hinata is paralyzed by fear. You're her crush, what if you reject her? What if you hate her after she tries to just become your closer friend?

The same thoughts were running through your head. You really liked Hinata ever since your Academy days, but her aloof personality towards you made you think that she is scared of you, hesitant to even interact with you for some reason. So, you tended to keep your distance out of respect. But if you would be leaving for a year, it would be perfect for a coward like you to confess and then jump ship.

That is exactly what you planned, though it seemed rude to leave Hinata high and dry like that. Thus, you packaged a letter confessing your feelings with a gemstone bracelet that you managed to buy in the shopping district. It matched with your own, so you figured that if you came back and Hinata was wearing the bracelet, she reciprocated.

On the day you left, Hinata was beating herself up that she didn't have the guts to go up to you at the gate, only waving you goodbye with all of your friends. She was sulking in her room when a messenger bird picked on her window. Inside of the package it carried was a letter and a small gift.

Hinata, I'm dearly sorry for the way I'm about to do this. I really, really like you. I understand it's the coward's way out, sending you a letter like this after I've left Konoha for a year. But I get the impression that you are scared of me, so I held back for the past few years. Please, accept this gift, and if you return my feelings, wear it until I return so I can see it with you.

Of course, the day you return, Hinata is proudly displaying her bracelet that she never took off to you with a red blush across her cheeks. You lean in to kiss the blush away, but it only deepens as your lips grace her face.

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belit0 · 9 months

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Itachi x reader age gap? Where yn is Sasuke's friend

For legal reasons, let's say that both sasuke and the reader are already 18 mkay?🤠🤠🙌🏻

(Y/N) sits on the ground in the same forest they used to practice in all those years ago, leaning on her arms and boredly watching Sasuke perform that kunai trick he had worked so hard to learn. It seems like yesterday when he was complaining to her about how his older brother ignored him, claiming that he was probably afraid he was better than him or would surpass him.

Paradoxically, the second strongest Uchiha in the entire nation finds himself obsessed with a stunt he managed to master years ago, having learned more grandiose and powerful techniques, but unable to stop executing this skill in his spare time for being attached to the past.

Finally, and after passing the age of fifteen, Itachi had deigned to tell him how to do it, and since then, he never stopped demonstrating it in front of everyone with pride. (Y/N) observes, for the eighth time, just to please him, but the thought never leaves her mind.

It's been a while since she last crossed paths with her childhood sweetheart, this one now being a busy Jonin with his new little team of Genins, and no time to waste. He also stepped up as leader of the Uchiha clan, his family's demand for him being immense. He had declined the position of Hokage, urging either Shisui or Kakashi should be the ones to take the position, preferring to teach the younger ones.

Uchiha Itachi became a figure to admire and respect, a proper man, who manages to make her salivate just thinking about his eyes, his hair, his hands, the way his abdomen is-.

"(Y/N)! What the fuck dude! Did you even see how I did it?" A kunai lands right next to her, and the surprise of a sudden threat awakens her from her fantasies. Sasuke, dressed in his ANBU gear, looks at her with one hand on his waist and tilting his face to the side, analyzing her expressions.

"You finally mastered it, Sasuke."

They both look in the same direction, the Uchiha turning his head and (Y/N) looking up towards the man sitting on a branch of the tallest tree, watching the interaction from above. Itachi smiles at his younger brother, and jumps down to the ground, joining the interaction.

"I got the hang of this a while ago, nii-san, what do you even mean?"

"Your movements were still jerky, too much wrist, too much momentum... you're doing better."

"Shut the fuck up." Humiliated Sasuke folds his arms, as a sheepish smirk escapes him and walks in the opposite direction, having decided his display concludes "Let's go, (Y/N). Our mission is almost begun."

The younger Uchiha disappears into the foliage, and when she feels he is far enough away to not hear the interaction she plans to have with his older brother, she gets up from the ground and proceeds with the heavy weapons.

"So, Itachi... you're looking good today..." The Jonin stops looking at the spot where the ANBU disappeared, and focuses his attention on her. With a half smile, he looks down at her from his height, long hair flowing in the unrestrained breeze.

"Why are you blinking like that with your eyes? Is everything ok (Y/N)?" He asks, in a mixture of sarcasm and affection. He folds his arms in front of her, and waits for her to speak, not needing to say anything.

"That was supposed to be a wink!" (Y/N) brings her hands to her face, inadvertently knocking the ANBU mask that hangs over the top of her head like a hat and causing it to fall to the ground.

"It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line." Itachi picks it up for her, handing it over and smiling with genuine tenderness. He appreciates the girl's efforts, but she is still his brother's best friend.

"Come on, Itachi, help me out a little..."

"Next time, (Y/N)" He taps his forehead with two fingers, and instantly disappears.

She stands frozen in place, unable to believe the Uchiha deigned to touch her, the same gesture he has for his younger brother, and this must mean he loves her, right? Yeah... sure.

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moumouton4 · 1 year

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Orochimaru with an s/o who's just some guy? Like y/n is completely average for the most part. Y/n isn't like a shinobi or anything, their just some dude.

(For even for comedic value you could include kabutos or team takas reactions)

Dating Him And Being Just Some Dude || Orochimaru x gn!reader

A/n : I hope you'll like it 😂 The timeline is not respected, the Taka team has never been under the orders of Orochimaru

Warning : None !

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Words count : 1283

Nobody would have thought that Orochimaru, one of the 3 sannin, the one who sought to master all the ninja techniques the world has to offer - and who occasionally wanted to take over Sasuke Uchiha's body to become the most powerful man in the ninja world - would one day fall madly in love with you

Like, you only had your love to give him and frankly - and to everyone's surprise - it suited him perfectly

You were from Konoha, you had an amount of chakra equivalent to the average person

You went to ninja school and after becoming a genin you stopped because you preferred to discover other hidden villages - in any case you weren't particularly good in kunai throwing or chakra mastery so frankly it wasn't a big loss for you

And you didn't do much during these trips except walking and meeting new people, Orochimaru was one of them

He had approached you without a second thought - a very unusual thing for him - and the love at first sight was mutual

As he got to know you better in the intimacy of his hideout he realized that you would not be of any use to him in his research, or in his goal of changing his body yet he kept you with him, the simplicity of your life bringing him great calm and serenity at night when he fell asleep in your arms

Your hobbies were not crazy either

You liked to play video games, sew, but it always took you a long time and you always ended up pricking your fingers a dozen times

You didn't speak many languages either, and sometimes you would burn the food you were making if you weren't careful

Orochimaru was endeared by the mere sight of you, you were so cute and harmless

Oh gosh how much he teased you about this and each time you slapped him shoulder he pretended to be hurt, but the smile he would give you was priceless

You still remember your first meeting with Kabuto

When he saw you he immediately thought that if you had some special ability you must be hiding it well, because he didn't feel it at all in your chakra

He thought that his master Orochimaru was with you only for his own interest but he realized little by little that you didn't have any special ability, you were just some dude, like the florist or the fisherman that we could find in a village

He was very surprised at the time, it was the first time he was in this situation

He didn't know if he should keep Orochimaru's actions secret, but Orochimaru explained to him that you knew everything, he also put pressure on Kabuto

"When you talk to them it's as if you were talking to me, so watch carefully what you're saying"

He nodded vigorously before saying goodbye and leaving to attend to his own duties

Your meeting with the Taka team was also memorable

You were next to Orochimaru when the little group came back from a mission

You barely had time to greet them when Karin and Jugo put their capes in your arms, hers half on your head, as if you were their personal coat rack

You barely had time to take it off your head when Suigetsu put his gigantic sword, Kubikiribôchô in your hands, it was so heavy that you almost dropped it on the ground if it wasn't for Orochimaru who jumped to your rescue, taking it on before it fell on your feet

"You fool, do you ever think before you act ?"

The white headed had looked at him with round eyes "Huh ?!?"

"Who is this ?" Karin asked, and that's when you finally introduced yourself to them, explaining that you were the s/o of Orochimaru

The red headed wasn't picky, and liked you right away knowing that you were with Orochimaru you weren't going to try to get close to Sasuke ( not that he would ever look at her anyways :') )

"Sasuke ? The boy from Konoha you told me about ?" you asked Orochimaru who simply nodded before answering "He is on a special mission for me. He should be back soon my Love"

Jugo had been very polite to you, he was still apprehensive about your ability to defend yourself if he were to lose control

One day while Orochimaru was working - at least that's what you thought - you were chilling in the living room with Suigetsu, who was very nice when he wasn't being flirty to you in front of your companion which forced you to do everything not to let him kill your new friend

You heard footsteps echoing in the cave ( or this Western movie music we hear each time Sasuke in on screen )

When the raven-haired boy entered the room he didn't pay any attention to the two of you, but when he heard Suigetsu laughing at one of your jokes he turned his head to you and asked you in a commanding tone "Who are you ?

You replied that you were Y/n from Konoha and that-

"What can you do ?" he asked thinking that if Orochimaru had brought someone back it must be because you had some unusual ability, he was already thinking of fighting you to compare your level

You decided against all logic to finish your answer to the question he had previously asked "I am Orochimaru's s/o"

Sasuke snickered before bringing his hand to his katana behind his back and drawing it, while you and Suigetsu looked at him with round eyes

Sasuke was sure that if Orochimaru was your s/o then you must be exceptionally strong so he couldn't help but test his theory

He stomped towards you with his sword brandished and Suigetsu interposed himself but fortunately Orochimaru came from nowhere and kicked him in the abdomen sending him back into a wall, the force of the impact causing cracks in it

"What do you think you're doing you insolent boy ?"

He couldn't answer as a fit of coughing took over him because of the intensity of the blow, he was holding his stomach as he got up

"I think he was trying to compare fighting skills"

Your partner chuckled darkly before taking a threatening step towards Sasuke but you grabbed his arm fearing he would hurt him but he pulled away from your grip

He looked at him menacingly, his eyes boring into his "If you dare to touch a single hair on their head I swear there will be nothing left of this body yours"

At that moment he was so angry that he didn't care about taking over his body anymore

It was only later when he was with the Taka team that they explained to him that you were and these are the words of Suigetsu "Just some hot dude" - this guy is only a threat

Sasuke had been surprised to learn this, knowing the rumor around the man who was supposed to make him stronger. He realized that he might not know everything

He still thought that you were special in some way for at least reaching Orochimaru's heart without him having any ulterior motive other than to make you happy

Over time everyone got used to having you around, eventually with or without supernatural ability you managed to get used to this renegade life and then you liked being the only normal person around

But if you ever wished to become powerful Orochimaru would be capable of any madness to make your wish come true

A/n : Again my requests are open 💙🎇

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sunstaar · 1 year

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Here for You

Kakashi Hatake x gn!Reader

Word Count: 1,4k Ao3

Summary: Kakashi knew very well that he was lucky to have you in his life. Your words were like the balm to the wounds inflicted on Kakashi’s heart, for him, there was no better medicine than your presence in his life. You loved him unconditionally, the same way he loved you back.

Kakashi’s steps felt heavy as he made his way up the stairs, moving upward, one step after the other. After another headache-inducing round of missions with the Genin of his Team Seven, exhaustion has long settled into his bones. The most recent squabble between Naruto and Sasuke was still echoing in his mind, as was the intervention of the last member of the team, Sakura. With each time he spent with the three rascals, Kakashi could not help but compare them to the team he had once been a part of, the one of which he was the only member remaining.

The mere thought was a shot to his heart, one that made it squeeze painfully, the sight of the memorial stone flashing in his mind. For a moment, Kakashi stopped in the stairwell and leaned against the cold and bleak wall, his breathing coming out laboured from behind his dark mask. He squeezed his eyes shut to dispel the images flashing through his mind, though, to no avail.

Underneath his fingertips, he could feel the familiar feeling of the paper the Yamanaka flower shop used to wrap their flower bouquets, the way some wet spots littered the beige paper, droplets of water moving down the still-damp stems of the many flowers. It was a feeling he was unable to forget, one that accompanied the flashes in his mind. It was swiftly followed by the feeling of dried flowers in his hands, the ones he replaced week by week. It did not matter how fatigued he felt after long missions, how tense his muscles felt or how unbearable each step was, Kakashi was always able to drag himself all the way to the memorial stone, a fresh bouquet clutched in his hand.

Kakashi breathed in and out. The flash flood of sorrow threatened to pull him under, to drown him in a wave he so desperately wished to be able to escape. His hand moved to rest above the dirty material of his Jōnin vest, a feeble attempt to bring some comfort to himself. Underneath his own touch, he could feel his heartbeat steadily increasing, a telltale sign of his heightened emotions.

A curse rushed past his lips. His hand squeezed into a fist, his nails digging into the calloused skin of his palm.

His body felt heavy and as though there was no strength in any of his limbs remaining, as though he had been almost completely drained of all his energy. His legs threatened to buckle under his weight, so he shifted to lean himself further against the wall, his other hand moving to stabilize himself somewhat.

He was alone, there was no one to help him.

Breathing felt like a chore to Kakashi, each breath was another reminder that there was no one but him remaining. He was the only member of his team still breathing, the only one to have the liberty to take a breath and to let one out.

He could have saved them, no, he should have. Guilt was gnawing at him, eating him alive bit by bit. The sea of his own emotions he was drowning in was merciless, every bit the force of nature his conscious compared it to. He felt like a small ship taking on the harshest of seas, on an expedition that seemed to be never-ending, one hurdle after the other keeping him from the calmness he had once known.

Around him, everything began to spin, the stairs turning into one long, grey shape, blending seamlessly together. Kakashi felt the despair clawing at his throat, every breath like sandpaper.

Kakashi of the Sharingan, they called him. The Copy Cat Ninja.

“‘Kashi?”

There was only one person who dared to call him that, his rock in the turbulent waters, his light shining even in the most consuming of darknesses. You.

“Kakashi?” Soft. Calm. The waves of his emotions became smaller and smaller, a light seeping through the murky waters. “What happened?”

From the seamless blend of the walls and stairs stood out a figure. From what he could discern with his blurry vision, your brows were knitted together into an expression of concern, concern for him, he quickly realised. A frown tugged at your pretty lips, completing the picture of worry.

His fist moved from where it still was settled by his heart and unfurled, and Kakashi moved his hand toward his face, rubbing his charcoal eye. He could see you more clearly now, and dread sank into the bottom of his stomach, swept up by his very own sea of emotions.

Your hand moved toward him and settled on his shoulder. For a moment, he almost didn’t recognize your soft touch that only grew stronger as he flinched in your grip. His survival instinct fought against his consciousness, only soothed as you spoke to him again.

“Kakashi, are you okay?” Your voice was filled with genuine care and affection, as always.

He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. So, Kakashi shook his head.

“Let’s get you home first, alright?”

Home, yes, Kakashi wanted to go home, with you.

Kakashi nodded. He felt horrible for the way you looked at him, contemplating the most suitable approach for the situation he was in. Never would Kakashi underestimate you, he put his faith in you after all, but now, he could understand your hesitation when it came to moving him.

Your body moved to support his, one of your arms moving around his hip and settling on it, the other moving his arm to wrap around your shoulder. “Lean on me, ‘Kashi.” You told him, and so he did.

All the way up to the next floor of the apartment complex, you allowed Kakashi to lean the weight of his body on yours, not daring to rush him as you helped him move upward one step after the other. In comparison to the strong Shinobi you have always known, the Kakashi in your arms felt almost helpless, a sight that always had your heart breaking, one you could never get used to.

Once the two of you made your way to the door of your shared apartment, you shifted awkwardly to retrieve the apartment keys you had previously stashed in your pocket. They jingled as you got them out and inserted them into the lock, successfully unlocking the door before you pushed it open.

To Kakashi, things were happening almost in a blur. He could hear the familiar click the lock made as you unlocked the door, as well as the sound of the door falling shut behind the two of you.

“Let’s get you settled down.” The comforting lull of your voice held the dam in his heart together and kept it from breaking against his inner turmoil. Kakashi barely was able to pay attention to anything but you, the light guiding him home time and time again.

He felt almost weightless as you helped him settle down on the couch. Had he been in any other state, Kakashi would have worried about the dirt he was bringing into your shared apartment, but as he felt the couch dip beside him, the thought vanished as quickly as it had come.

“‘Kashi, do you want to talk about what happened?” Came from beside him, your voice filled with genuine care and affection.

Kakashi shook his head, unable to form any words. Were there even words to express the pain he felt, the guilt eating him alive? Instead, he leaned toward your body and almost sighed in relief as your arms enveloped him in a loving embrace.

You held him tightly, your hand moving to stroke his hair at a comforting pace. You whispered soothing words in his ear, reassuring him that you would always be there for him, that you wouldn’t leave him.

“If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then that’s fine,” You told him, pressing a small kiss to the crown of his head. “I’m here for you, ‘Kashi.”

“Thank you.” Kakashi managed to croak out, his voice hoarse with emotions.

You smiled softly at him, a string tugging at your heart. “I love you, ‘Kashi. You don’t have to face any of this alone, you hear me?”

Kakashi knew very well that he was lucky to have you in his life. Your words were like the balm to the wounds inflicted on Kakashi’s heart, for him, there was no better medicine than your presence in his life. You loved him unconditionally, the same way he loved you back.

His heart did not feel as heavy anymore as he leaned further into your loving embrace, cherishing the comfort that only you could provide.

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