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actuallysaiyan · 4 months

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hii baby! I know you're not taking requests right now but maybe if you're looking for inspiration you could do some headcanons or something with the Uchiha's and spending a cold winter night with them? Like what are their favorite ways to keep warm? It can be NSFW or sw hehehe

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, mentions of trauma, mentions of drinking, kissing, non-massacre AU word count: 1.4k pairings: Sasuke Uchiha x Fem!Reader, Itachi Uchiha x Fem!Reader and Madara Uchiha x Fem!Reader a/n: I know this is going against my hiatus mention, but I've been wanting to write this request for so long! I hope you all enjoy, and if it gets popular enough, I might write a part 2 with Shisui, Obito and Izuna!

He’ll act like he doesn’t want the comfort and the company, but inside he’s dying for you to come over. Especially if it’s cold and there is snow falling outside. He’ll wait for you at his home in the old Uchiha compound, a fire burning bright in the fireplace.

You brave the winter cold for your lover, and you find him in comfortable clothes just waiting for you. Sasuke pretends to be nonchalant about the whole affair, but in reality he is so happy not to spend another lonely night alone.

You two settle by the fireplace, and he finds you something of his to wear. Once you’re both snuggled together, he mentions making some stew for dinner and for you both to spend the evening together fireside.

Sasuke and you prepare the food in the kitchen together, humming to some silly songs and bumping into one another every now and then. It puts a smile on his face to see you breathe life into this place after everything that’s happened.

After dinner, you help him clean up. You’re so good to him, it really warms his heart. Then you two head back towards the fireplace, a blanket is wrapped around the both of you. A bottle of wine is passed back and forth.

It doesn’t take Sasuke long to pounce on you. His lips are hungry for you. His touch is desperate. His hand caresses you all over as he begins to undress you. With the wine and the fire, things are heating up so fast.

Then he pushes you down onto the ground, his lips attaching to your neck and kissing down to your breasts as he removes your shirt. You look so beautiful like this, your cheeks so flushed and your eyes heavy with lust. Sasuke feels a warmth so deep inside of him,

He kisses you sweetly as he begins thrusting into you, the blanket on top of you both to keep the heat between you two. He feels so in love right now. Nothing could make this situation any better.

But he’s proven wrong when you cup his face and bring him in for such a romantic and loving kiss. You put so much love into everything you do with Sasuke, and while he thinks you’re too good for him, you prove to him that he deserves love.

He cums so deep inside of you, with a loud cry of love. It’s all so passionate and sensual as he rides out his high. As he slowly comes down, he rests his head on your breasts and catches his breath. Then he looks at you and you see all that love in his eyes. “Will you always stay with me?” He asks, a blush on his cheeks. “I’ll never leave.” He knows you mean it too.

You’re on a mission with Itachi to the Land of the Snow. You knew it would be cold, so the two of you decided to pack for the worst. You knew it could get stormy out there too sometimes. You didn’t want to be without.

Arriving in the village, you and Itachi are glad for dressing very warmly. You pull your coat around you even tighter, and you’re grateful for changing your footwear to something more weather appropriate.

At the inn, you’re given a room with a private onsen. It has lots of windows so you’re able to look out at the beautiful starry skies as you soak in the tub. Before you can even get a good dip, you and Itachi are getting your mission done first.

As you are both very important members of the ANBU, Itachi and you are there to gather intel. He leads you into one of the buildings, and he notices just how much the cold is affecting you. He holds onto your hand tightly, making sure you aren’t too chilly.

After you gather the intel there, you and Itachi move onto the next place. This goes on for a few hours, and Itachi grows even more concerned for you. You’re shuddering as the chilly wind blows harshly and leaves your cheeks all red and chapped.

Once back at the inn, Itachi orders you both some room service. He figures some warm stew and some sake could help get the chill out of your bones. You sit by the heater, warming yourself up. Itachi sits near you and the two of you eat to your heart's content.

After you’ve had your fill of food and a few cups of sake, Itachi suggests a nice dip in the onsen. He helps you undress and you do the same for him, caressing his beautiful body. You’re excited to be here with the love of your life.

The water is just perfect as you both slip into the bath. Itachi keeps you close to his body, his arms wrapped around you as you lean against his chest. His hands slip into the water as he begins kneading your plush thighs.

“Pretty girl,” he purrs against your neck. He nips at your soft skin and you let out a soft moan when you feel his adept fingers brushing against your clit. Itachi has no problem getting you so riled up like this. He could easily make you cum.

Before you know it, he has you sinking down on his erect cock. The two of you let out sweet moans of pleasure as you settle back down against him. You feel safe in his embrace, and more than aroused as he begins to start up his slow and steady pace that has you dizzy. You know this will be the perfect way to end such a chilly mission.

It’s a late winter night, and Madara can’t sleep. He’s plagued with all sorts of nightmares and traumatic thoughts. He sits by the fire, contemplating his life. He wonders what he could have done to make things different for himself and for others.

As he thinks about this, you wake up in your bed without him. You wonder if he needs some time alone. You aren’t a stranger to the way things are for him. Especially in the dead of the night in the middle of winter. It’s too quiet for him to really get any kind of peace.

You find him by the fire, and you drape a blanket over his shoulders. He hums happily when he feels your warmth. There’s only a few people who can pull him out of this funk, and you’re the one who truly knows how to do it the best. He doesn’t know that he deserves you, but he’s grateful for you.

“Are you alright, love?” you ask in a sweet voice. He leans against your legs for a moment, looking up at you. You’re glad to see his Sharingan isn’t activated, which means he isn’t too caught up in his thoughts. You lean down and press a soft kiss to his forehead.

“I’m just lost in my thoughts, darling.” he says truthfully. He lets out a breath he was holding, and then you sit behind him. You wrap your arms around him, pressing your face in the wild mass of his hair and inhaling his beautiful scent.

He doesn’t need much more to calm him down. He turns around to face you, pressing soft kisses all over your pretty face. Madara is so enamored by you, he knows that you’re the most precious thing to him in this life. He’d do anything to keep you close and safe.

He lays you down on the blanket you brought to keep him warm. The wind blows loudly outside, making you both shiver. But the warmth of him pressing himself against you quickly warms you up. You kiss him passionately as he settles himself on top of you.

Your fingers tangle in his hair as you begin making out. His saliva tastes so good to you, it’s making your heart race like nothing else. You’ve always loved the way he kissed you like he was so hungry for you. It makes you feel so special and so desired.

His eyes are dark with lust, but the moment he undresses himself and he’s able to push his hard cock into your slick heat, his Sharingan activates. You’ve always told him not to waste his powers on you, but he’s admitted that it happens involuntarily sometimes whenever you two are intimate.

He rocks his hips as his cock fills you up. Madara feels all of his stress begin to melt away as you wrap your legs around him. Naughty words as well as sweet praises fall from his lips. He’ll be able to sleep after he fills you with his sticky seed a few times tonight.

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ayyyez · 1 year

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What are the MOST random headcanons you have for Itachi, Neji and Sasuke?

👀👀👀👀

A/N: oh this is fun it gives me lots to think about. Thanks for the request.

TAGS: general headcanons, some get a little suggestive but nothing too descriptive, mentions of kissing, cuddling, fluff

CHARACTERS: Itachi Uchiha, Neji Hyuga, Sasuke Uchiha

ITACHI UCHIHA

When he finally manages to get glasses he is notorious for forgetting to wear them at first.

He had grown so accustomed to not wearing them and squinting at everthing he forgets he doesn't need to anymore lol.

Is that person who drinks water over other beverages.

Enjoys reading for long periods of time. Like could just spend the whole day reading away. Is the type to read books in one sitting, taking breaks to make tea and snack only.

Enjoys having company while reading though.

A nice cuddle. A thigh touching or even just one of you splayed over the other. The warmth and touch is nice.

Secretly likes being fussed over by a s/o since he spends a lot of time fussing over his loved ones.

NEJI HYUGA

Gets a bit stressed when things aren't done a certain way but he's grown up in an evironment where he's learnt he needs to internalise everything.

Voicing his opinions even when they come across kind of harsh actually mean Neji is comfortable enough to voice his concerns with you.

Even if it is 'How can you just leave all of your dirty laundry on the floor?' completely exasperated. He's not trying to judge you or be rude he's just- he can't leave it like this.

He can't have things out of place, they have to go where they belong which is the laundry basket.

His ears a sensitive. Not necessarily in a sexual way (it can be though) even brushing a finger against them and he flinches and shivers.

If you whisper into his ear or kiss it and you two are intimate and you're getting a shiver and blush from him immediately. Maybe a gasp too.

SASUKE UCHIHA

Naturally runs cold—I'm talking his hands, his feet, all naturally are colder to the touch.

This only changes when he actively infuses chakra and perfroms jutsu which warms him some. It's very interesting notice when you touch his hands those different times.

It's likely you run warmer (even if you run cold too. He's real cold).

He seeks out physical touch. Boys touch starved. But won't ask for it. Doesn't know how to unless there's been years of patience, teaching and allowing him to go at his own pace.

Likes to sit up high in trees on the branches. One rare occassions he'll let his legs dangle over the edge because it reminds him of being a kid again. Won't tell anyone that though.

Tried using styling products in his hair once (ones with a wax consistancy) but he hated how it felt in his hands. His face cringed so hard that by the time he smeared it through his hair and tried to do something with it he had given up completely. BIG POUTY FACE IN THE MIRROR.

Secretly likes having his cheeks squished and kissed by you if you're intimate but in private, not in public.

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x3luvr · 4 months

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Love, Lust & Him —

Itachi x Reader

— In which the physical bond between you and Itachi only deepens the longer you're apart. —

a/n: I'm feeling nostalgic, I miss my Naruto era ;(

(Not proofread !!)

It had been so very long since the last time you laid eyes on that crimson, gem-like gaze of his. Nostalgia enveloped your insides as his charcoal locks, which were now grown out longer than you'd last remembered, framed his pale, almost sickly appearance. The man was called many names, a murderer, a threat, a prodigy. However when you stand before him now, watching his cold expression morph into a look of longing, a look of love, the constant pain of distance, many sleepless nights and wondering if he was still alive seem utterly in the past. Itachi Uchiha wasn't just any Shinobi, he was your Shinobi.

"Hi love, It's been a while." His arms wrap so perfectly around your body, almost like their sole purpose was to hold you in them.

"It's been too long Itachi." You reply in a mellow tone, taking in his warm, earthy scent that always felt like home. Most people would bolt in fear at the sight of the Uchiha, but not you, you clung onto him as though he may slip away again if you let go.

“I missed you more than I can put into words." You sighed, as he intertwined his long fingers within your hair.

"You can show me in another way you know?" A hint of tease emerged from his delicate smile. After so much time apart, all you wanted was to feel him more than just surface level, to see the most vulnerable parts of such a powerful man, a man who was seemingly soul-tied to you. Gently pushing the front strands of his hair back onto his ear, you leaned in, breath hitching slightly before meeting his soft, cushion like lips. His body leaned into yours, tracing the silhouette of your hips, with a touch so soft like he was afraid to break you.

Stepping closer towards the bed, you found yourself light headed from the way Itachi's lips grazed over your neck, trailing lower and lower before pausing just before your breasts. "Are you sure about this love?" You knew that if you wanted to stop, he would. However you couldn't help but grin at his unsuccessful attempt at hiding the neediness in his eyes.

"If not with you then who else?" You hushed beside his ear before guiding him on top of you, spreading your legs in order to wrap around his defined waist. Itachi’s breath quivered at your touch against his large, clothed bulge. As his head dropped onto the crook of your neck, you began fiddling with the helm of his shirt, capturing glimpses of his bare chest.

“I’m all yours, do with me as you please.” He almost pleaded once he was left in nothing but his boxers, and you in a pair of underwear. In response, you laced his fingers and placed them on your plush breasts, allowing him to firmly grope you. A moan slipped past your lips as he trailed sloppy kisses down your abdomen. Pealing off the last piece of clothing from your body, two of Itachi’s icy fingers inserted into your already dripping cunt. They were long, and stretched you out as he pumped your walls, observing your features when he curled them or fastened the pace.

The back of your hand strived to cover up the unholy noises which you failed to contain, when all of a sudden the sensation of the Uchiha’s tongue pulsating through your sex hazed you much, much further. “Itachi.. if you continue like this I’ll..” Your words slurred, and as if without conscious thought, your hands passed though your legs and into the dark locks of your beloved. His mouth trailed like clockwork when you felt the rush of blissful climax engulf your body.

Itachi watched as your chest rose and fell with the heavy panting that turned him on more than he’d like to admit. Once you’d reached your senses, the intense yearning for more pulsated through you. Taking the initiative, you crawled onto his lap, straddling him with your bare sex before you felt the sheer size of his cock poking beneath you. Rubbing your cunt back and forth, the soft grunts emerging for Itachi’s flushed face gave you the courage to pull down his boxers. “Are you sure it’ll fit?” You hesitated.

“We’ll make it work love.” Itachi smiled ever so sweetly, before placing you on your back and aligning himself at your entrance. As he pushed in, you gasped at how your walls filled to the brim with his length. “You’re doing so well sweetheart,” he connected his lips against yours, taking in each whimper from the kiss. Once he pulled away with beads of sweat dripping down his body, the sight of his bulge poking at your stomach left you astounded.

The shinobi groaned in pleasure as his hips developed rhythm, pulling in and out with each thrust. Your arms reached for his back, nails digging into his flesh whenever you felt him go in particularly deep. This was the sight you craved for more than anything. To feel Itachi all around you, to have every inch touched by him and him only. His lashes fluttered in your direction, revealing an expression that was filled with so much emotion, yet so little comprehension. His base slammed into you repeatedly until you let out moans of utter satisfaction.

Itachi’s pace faltered once he reached his peak, his eyelids lowered and his groans turn into jagged breaths. The Uchiha’s bare frame laid on top of yours, allowing you to enjoy the comfortable silence whilst you spent time entangled within one another for perhaps the last time. On the inside, you began appreciating how smooth his skin was, the number moles plastered across his face, and even the dusty pink shade of his lips.

For a moment, the still atmosphere was broken when Itachi cupped the side of your face, reaching for your lips once more as he spoke up in a tone laced with nothing but affection and heartache. “Thank you.. for loving me.”

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bridgetotheskyyy · 7 months

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Accommodations - Itachi

Kinktober Masterlist

Warnings: 18+, somnophilia, ONE BED!!!!!!1111, dubcon-y elements, fingering, not beta read

A/n: Catch up day! Day 11: Somnophilia! I wrote this in like a half an hour always up for itachi 🤣🤣

Word count: 1.2k

Read on Ao3

When you told Itachi there was only one bed, he didn’t care.

What did it matter to him? They were on an assignment after all, and in no way did it include the most comfortable of accommodations. So once the two of you landed in your targeted village and settled in, Itachi made no comment of the single bed destined to be shared.

When you emerged from the bathroom in nothing but a sleeping shirt and underwear, he still had no comment. It was none of his business how his partner dressed, in or out of bed. As long as you were prepared to adequately perform, to face the next day’s dangers.

He was neutral. Unfazed. Dedicated.

When he woke up in the middle of the night to your plush chest pressed against his back, your arm around his lower half, he cared a little.

Perhaps he had a comment or two.

Itachi’s eyes flickered to the night stand’s clock: its long hand pointed above to two. You would be in a deep sleep, with no awareness of what you were doing. Itachi had not forgotten the comment you had once made in passing about him sharing some similarities to your old lover. He’d only hoped said similarities wouldn’t prove a hindrance to you in future assignments. Your actions were perhaps muscle memory. An old habit struggling to die.

Itachi furrowed his brows, thinking of what to do. Should he intervene? Move you away from him? Wake you? Find somewhere else to sleep? Slowly, he turned to face you. Your face was relaxed from the bliss of sleep. His eyes dipped lower; the sheets crumbled around your hips, leaving your upper half bare to the night’s cold. His gaze trailed up your goosebumped arms, landing on where the night shirt dipped low to expose your cleavage. You were quite pretty.

Itachi tilted his head, surprised by himself. Why would he think that, and at a time like this? It was unnecessary. You nuzzled into the pillow with a light snore. Itachi couldn’t find it in himself to wake you. After all, you had done nothing wrong. Itachi sat up in bed, preparing to shift you to your other side ―

You whined, a much less peaceful sound. Itachi paused. You frowned in your sleep, gripping the pillow harder. A slight squirm before another whine. At first, he wondered if you were in physical pain, before ―

“Don’t go …” You murmured. “N ― No … Stay.”

He realized: a nightmare. Things he was acquainted with. Were you dreaming of him? Your old lover? He knew, this deep in sleep, a nightmare would only destabilize you. He couldn’t have that. He had to help. You had to sleep and sleep well, lest you underperform today. He would worry about himself later.

He pulled you closer, his touch faint as he scooted you into his arms. You hummed with approval, entwining your legs with his.

“More …”

More? More of what? Itachi experimented with touches; he grazed your shoulder with his thumb, stroked your hair, ran fingers over the small of your back. Still, you squirmed, as though unsatisfied, his ministrations calming but not quelling. It was only when his hand, upon return from your back, brushed against one of your breasts did Itachi have his first lead:

“Mmm …” You nuzzled into him, your head coached into his neck, forehead tickling the tip of his chin.

I see. Itachi’s fingers grazed lower until one caught on to the hill of your pert nipple. You shivered, edging closer to him. Itachi’s sickened heart ran wild in his ears despite his composure. Your reactions were so … It had only been the slightest touch, albeit on sensitive skin. If your response was this positive, what if he … He slid a hand past your shirt. His thumb grazed your nipple before capturing the nub between it and another finger ―

“Ahh!” Your moan puffed hot breath at his neck. Your legs squeezed tighter around his as he teased your nipple, a knee rocking into an erection he fought to ignore.

Still, it wasn’t enough; he could tell the nightmare still plagued you. Itachi placed you on your back. He rode your shirt up to expose your breasts, nipples erecting in the cold air and the excitement his touch brought you. Itachi’s mouth ran dry as he eyed your cunt, perfectly hugged into a pair of panties. He laid atop you, fixing a hand between your bodies to slip past the elastic band of your panties.

He kissed your parting lips when his fingers found your aching, slippery clit. His hair curtained and grazed your cheek as he trailed your jaw with kisses. His touch was deliberate, but gentle; he knew not what he was doing, only what he had learned from eavesdropping on other men. You arched into him, the action nearly plunging one finger into your eager cunt.

“Y―Yes …!” You cried out as Itachi nibbled on your earlobe. Dainty hands raised to grip his shoulders as he took the risk and dipped a finger into your cunt.

Itachi’s breath became increasingly labored; there was no hiding his erection now, aching conspicuously at your thigh. He peppered the junction of your neck and jaw with kisses before adding another finger and relishing your response. He wondered in the lustful haze: Did you need more? Did you want more? What would stave away the nightmare(s)? Perhaps you needed something bigger than a finger?

Itachi’s unoccupied hand became occupied with your left breast, kneading and teasing the delicious flesh as you squirmed beneath him. So responsive … And yet still in the deepest sleep. Something about the strange dichotomy sent pleasure throughout him, and he decided to reward you with another finger. You whined underneath him, digging a heel into his leg as he scissored you. Itachi nibbled and absentmindedly marked your neck, growing too greedy to deny you, and added a third finger for good measure. You shifted, rocking into his fingers as they caressed a rough patch of skin from within. You were close …

Clench clench clench. Itachi took the hint, tapping and rolling into the rough skin growing rougher as you suffocated his fingers in a vice and climaxed around him in a series of soft, heavenly cries. Itachi held himself stock still above you as you came, lest the friction of his groin and your thigh bring him along with you.

He withdrew his fingers as you relaxed. Itachi lifted his head from your neck to study your face ― would you sleep well now? ― only to meet your open eyes.

“Itachi …?” You blinked in confusion. “What … Where?”

He removed himself from you, but your eyes caught his slicked, pruney fingers.

“Oh no,” you said. “Did I …?”

Itachi lowered his gaze. “You were in the middle of a nightmare.” He paused before realizing this explained nothing. “I thought it would help.”

He didn’t need to face you to know your breath was labored, and the idea of you exhausted from him, by him, was exhilarating.

You laughed. That got his attention.

“It did,” You said, lowering your legs to nestle in the sheets. “Thank you.” You eyed his erection and your lips curled. “Now … Would you like me to help you?”

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mavrintarou · 11 months

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[5:32PM] Uchiha Itachi

It's his birthday tomorrow but I wanted to be early.

Warning: I'm pretty sure we can all agree that Itachi's got a breeding kink; c'mon... look at the man... he screams it. So - explicit smut; soft Itachi; maybe, obsessed Itachi? .

Itachi stared at his wife as she read her novel comfortably on the couch, the book he tagged with her to the bookstore yesterday, and she was already halfway through it.

She laid on her back, taking up the long couch. With one book in her hand, the other rests on her abdomen.

Itachi’s lips curved into a small smile as he shook his head. Lately, he had been consumed by the idea of starting a family.

Especially after witnessing Y/n’s interactions with Shisui’s newborn baby, Itachi couldn’t help but feel a deep longing to start their own family finally. He couldn’t shake the feeling that they were more than prepared to embrace parenthood.

Rising from his seat, Itachi gently placed his book aside and approached Y/n, who seemed lost in thought. Taking the book from her hand, he set it beside his own. Y/n’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked at him and her book, silently questioning his unexpected gesture. “Itachi?”

“Let’s have a baby.”

“Itachi,” she raised an eyebrow, her voice filled with surprise and amusement, “are you suggesting we have a baby right now?”

He nodded, his expression serious. “Yes, precisely, let’s make a baby. Now.”

Y/n pushes herself onto her elbows, playfully narrowing her eyes at him. “Who are you, and what have you done to my husband?”

Itachi sits on the couch and rests his face against her bosom. “I’ve always desired a family,” he confessed softly, “but I never wanted to rush you into it.” He slips a hand inside her shirt, feels for her breast, and groans when she isn’t wearing a bra. He hears her breath hitched as he massages and gropes her breast. Her nipple immediately puckered, and he rubbed the nub. “I’ve been imagining how your tits will be filled with milk and how you would nurse our baby.” He nips her breast through her shirt, leaving a wet bite mark. He pushes her shirt to expose her breasts and swirls his tongue around her nipple. “And me, too.” He takes it into his mouth, suckling like how a baby would.

“’Tachi…” she breathed, “I have been ready for a long time too now but…” she looked away, blushing, “but you keep using condoms every time.”

He releases her nipple, satisfied at how swollen it’s become. He shifts to the other nipple that’s already puckered, begging for the same attention. “Looks like the both of us have wasted time because we just didn’t communicate.”

Y/n covers her mouth to prevent herself from moaning. “I want to know what it feels like to have you cum inside me.”

Itachi sat up, gently pulling Y/n upward. His eyes held a gentle intensity as he spoke, “then allow me to demonstrate it to you.”

Y/n’s breath trembled as she watched him align his cock to her pussy. It was unbelievable to think that they had never had raw sex before. Itachi was always careful, wearing a condom each time.

He teased the wet tip against her slit, rubbing himself until she groaned in frustration. Itachi chuckled softly and pushed the tip, and thrust in one hit.

The room is immediately filled with flesh slapping flesh as Itachi wastes no time; his goal is to breed his beautiful wife.

This was much smoother than he expected; he feared Y/n wouldn’t be ready for parenthood. He was prepared to talk further about starting a family. Itachi felt faintly guilty, going as far as sneaking into his wife’s phone to check on her the next time she ovulates. He was glad he did not need to resort to his final plan, tampering with the condoms.

He knew he could be perceived as obsessed with his wife. She was already his wife, but that wasn’t enough. Itachi felt he needed more, something to tie her to him.

And a baby was it.

Itachi rocked his hips, watching his cock appear and disappear. He was losing control by the second, watching how creamy his cock looked with their body fluids mixing.

His large hand grips her hips, “in a few months; these hips will bear the weight of our baby.” His eyes shift to her breasts, rotating each time he thrust hard into her. Itachi’s hands slide to grope her breasts, tweaking her rosebud nipples. “And in time, these will leak milk…”

“’Tachi…” Y/n moan, “I’m so close… hurry… I’m ready – give me your cum…”

To see Y/n speak lewdly to him, Itachi abides by his wife’s wishes.

He fastens his hips, towering over her body and pressing against her. His lips found hers, kissing her deeply.

Y/n locks her ankles around his waist, nails digging into his shoulder blades as she is brought over the edge, trembling beneath Itachi. “Itachi… ‘tachi…” she moans his name repeatedly.

All Itachi wants to hear for the rest of his life is Y/n moaning his name.

He cums seconds later, with four hard thrusts to ensure he pushes his seed as far as possible.

They both catch their breaths, and seconds later, Itachi looks down at his wife, “are you okay?”

Her lips curve, “more than okay.”

“So, how does it feel to have me cum in you?”

Y/n slaps his arm playfully at his lewd question. “… I like it,” she mutters, cheeks flushing. She bites her lower lip before combing his bangs. “But we might need to do this a few more times before we can be sure I’m pregnant.”

Itachi turned to kiss his wife’s palm, “is now too soon again?”

Her eyes widen as she feels him twitching inside her, instantly becoming hard again. She squealed, “Itachi!”

Itachi’s gaze remained fixed on the gift placed before him, his eyes lingering with curiosity and anticipation. “What is this for?”

“You’re an early birthday gift because I couldn’t wait anymore.”

A slight furrow formed on Itachi’s brows as he picked up the small box, giving it a gentle shake. “You didn’t have to give me anything; I already have you,” he remarked, untying the ribbon that held the gift together.

Y/n hummed in response, choosing to disregard his comment. She settled beside him as he finally lifted the box lid. Observing his expression closely, she watched as he looked at the tiny pair of baby’s shoes, a positive pregnancy test, and an ultrasound image of their baby.

She reached for his hand and pressed it to the flatness of her belly, “happy birthday, daddy.”

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snwvie · 8 days

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𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

includes. kakashi hatake, itachi uchiha and gaara

show. naruto/naruto shippuden

genre. fluff

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄

Kakashi, with his calm and composed demeanor, often finds himself drawn to Y/N's lively and outgoing personality. He appreciates her optimism and determination, which contrasts with his more reserved nature.

Despite his penchant for reading Icha Icha books, Kakashi finds himself distracted whenever Y/N is around, often stumbling over his words or losing his train of thought.

He enjoys spending time with Y/N during training sessions, secretly admiring her dedication and skill as a ninja. Kakashi finds himself subtly showing off his own abilities, hoping to impress her.

Kakashi's dogs, Pakkun, Bull, and Urushi, immediately take a liking to Y/N, which secretly amuses him.

He would often find himself stealing glances at Y/N when he thinks no one is watching, but quickly averts his gaze when caught.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐇𝐀

Itachi is drawn to Y/N's intelligence and perceptiveness. He finds himself intrigued by her insights and observations, often seeking out her company during gatherings in the village before you know everything happened.

Itachi often finds himself lost in thought, contemplating ways to protect Y/N from harm while keeping his distance to prevent dragging her into his troubled world.

He occasionally surprises Y/N with thoughtful gestures, like leaving her favorite snacks at her doorstep or offering to accompany her on walks through the village.

Itachi is intrigued by Y/N's depth and complexity, finding himself drawn to her mysterious aura and enigmatic personality.

Itachi's crush on Y/N prompts him to question his priorities and reconsider his path in life. He begins to yearn for a future where he can be with her, free from the burdens of his past.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐆𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐀

Gaara's crush on Y/N catches him off guard, as he's never felt such strong emotions towards anyone before.

Initially unsure how to express his feelings, Gaara often finds himself stuttering or stumbling over his words whenever Y/N is around.

He often finds himself daydreaming about Y/N, imagining what it would be like to spend time with her and share in her experiences.

Gaara is fiercely protective of Y/N, his protective instincts kicking in whenever she's in danger.

Y/N might notice Gaara's efforts to protect her during missions, even if it means going a bit overboard with his sand manipulation abilities. She appreciates his concern but gently reminds him that she's perfectly capable of taking care of herself.

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mrsbakashi · 1 year

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coming out of my cage just to post this and then going right back into it because i'm still taking a break

naruto characters and their kinks - uchiha edition (and kakashi)

(because i have to put him in everything, and if you didn't see this coming i don't know what to tell you)

⚠️ +18 content under the cut

itachi

➳ praise kink

he's such a sweetheart, has so much love for you in his heart he just can't not praise your every move. kisses every inch of your body going on and on about how beautiful and perfect you are, how soft your skin is and tells you how luck he is to be the one that gets to be with you. loves watching the way your pussy greedily swallows him whole, but also loves looking at your face squirming in pleasure, so he always activates his sharingan so he can see everything while telling you constantly how good you feel when your walls are clenching around him and you're the only thing in his mind. "you feel so so good, my love" he whispers while thrusting slowly and hard into you. "you're doing so well" he praises when you're almost there, drawing circles on your clit to get you there faster and harder. sex with itachi is never about him, it's only about you, so he only considers a job well done when you're kicking the air, pushing him away, begging him to stop because you can't take it anymore, then he cleans you up with a damp towel, pulls you to his arms and tells you what a good girl you were and reassures you how much he loves you while you feel your sleep sweep you away.

➳ breeding kink

uchihas and breeding kink, what a cliche - yes, ok, but no uchiha is so into breeding like itachi is. he doesn't do it purely because it feels incredibly amazing, or because the sight of your pussy overflowing with both your cums while he tries to fuck it right back into you is heavenly, but because, to him, it's about love - it's about how you love him so much you accept the idea of creating a life with him. he's used to cum inside you, it's been a thing since the beginning because he used it as a way to mark you, to make you his even so more and more, gently kissing you on the lips while emptying himself inside your warmth, but after you stopped you pill because you were trying the man just went insane - starting a family with the woman he loves most in the world, restabilishing the clan? hell yeah! you have him all over you all the time, and each time, let me tell you, you're not leaving until he's positive there's a baby inside you. but don't worry, he'll make sure you'll cum yourself and will tell you on and on how much he loves you. so sweet.

obito

➳ exhibitionism

obito's a slut for you, he's all about making everyone know you're his. and i mean everyone. made it his entire life's mission to make you scream so loud the whole neighborhood knows his name - and people tried to complain, but the second they see how scary obito is they actually apologize. loses it when you go on a walk and sees the way other men look at you - kisses you so violently in from of them and it takes everything in him to not take you right there. takes you out on drives to fuck you on the backseat in a random parking lot and hopes someone will see you two and see how much you belong to him, how eager you are for his touch. it's not enough that people know you're together, he needs to make sure everyone know he's the only one who can make you feel like that, completely given to him. you are his alone in every single way possible and the whole world must know that.

➳ praise kink

his praise kink is not about you, but about him. he loves the sweet praises that leave your lips when he's working wonders on your body, he'll coax the words out of you tenderly, sweet kisses here and there. please please please tell him over and over how he's the only one that can make you feel that good, that there's no one else in the world for you, and how insanely good his cock feels pounding into you, how he hits just the right place without any effort simply because you were made for each other and how happy you are that you belong to him. you make him feel like a god, he swears he can feel his soul ascending to another plan, and for that he'll give you more and more, he'll give you everything he has. everything. you have him wrapped around your finger.

sasuke

➳ dacryphilia

lives for the sight of tears on your beautiful face while he relentlessly fucks you, mercilessly tossing your legs over his shoulders, folding you in half like you're nothing but a doll that exists solely for his pleasure. pounds into you so fast and hard it honestly hurts, but it also feels so fucking good you don't care. loves the first thrust, when it's so rough because he's so big, and even if you're so wet it hurts and you always feel it won't fit - the little cries that leave your lips while you struggle to take him. loves loooves to make you gag on his cock, when he pushes into your throat and stops your breathing 'til you're desperately gasping for air, letting you breath for three whole seconds before doing it again and again and again til you're pushing him away with all your strength, nearly passing out, your face so red and wet with tears and despair. it's his favorite sight in the whole world, he'd kill thousands and thousands just to be able to see it. he loves you so fucking much.

➳ degradation/humiliation kink

boy, does he degrade you! not only is he mean with his actions, his words would hurt you more than a thousand cuts if he wasn't also so careful afterwards - you are his angel and he'll make sure you know that every breathing moment, but not when he's fucking you because he fucks you like he hates you, like he fucking despises you, violently pounding into you, rocking his hips against yours so hard you just know he'll bruise your cervix, and you will hear what a whore you are, that you begged for his cock to a humiliation point, and only when you got on your knees, crawling behind him, begging him to please please please at least touch you once was he kind enough to fuck you. "because that's what you are, nothing but a fucking whore!". you moan his name so loud he has to cover your mouth "filthy slut!" he slaps your asscheek so hard it's gonna leave a bruise the shape of his hand, because he loves hearing how you scream and cry, and that makes your walls clench harder around him "does it feel good, yeah? little filthy slut likes to hear how pathetic she is? fucking whore." he slaps your ass again, and again and again, 'til you're clenching so much around him he can't help but cum deep inside you, telling you you're nothing but an uchiha cum dump - good thing he's the last uchiha, because there's no way in hell he'd share you. you're his alone.

madara

➳ corruption kink

first time he saw you he thought you were too beautiful, too innocent to be left alone. he had to ruin you, to open your body to a new sensation only he could offer, then having you addicted on it, on him, so you'd act like a puppy around him, begging for the mere contact of his skin on yours. you were so young, you didn't know any better. honestly, you felt so flattered when madara uchiha himself showed interest in you that you ignored the warning of your father, but you had no idea he'd turn you into the perfect sub for his wildest and darkest needs and desires, literally begging on your knees for him to let you at least lick his boots, feeling like the luckiest woman alive when he kissed you. you went from a peacefully happy young woman to a great nothing but anxiety and desperation, completely obsessed with him - but when he fucked, god, when he fucked you! suddenly everything was worth it, you forgot how miserable you felt most of the time because of him, because you lived for those moments when he rocked his hips against yours, telling you what a good girl you've been to him. and you were his favourite, that's why he's trained you so well.

➳ power kink

i mean come on! come on! this man lives for feeling like a god, like the most powerful man that has ever stepped into this universe, so of course with you is no different. he'll make sure he's the center of your entire world - and not only during sex. you can kiss your friends and family goodbye, he's the only one you need now. church? faith? not in a million years - he's your entire religion. absolutely tortures you in bed, denies you so much, makes you beg til humiliation point so you have nothing else on your mind, nothing else you wish for but him, and when he gracefully grants your wish you'll know he is truly god. there's absolutely no one above him. he was, he is and he always will be. always.

kakashi

➳ brat taming

translating: he's a fucking menace. because he loves brat taming, he'll annoy the shit out of you until you're so mad you could explode, then he'll pin you down and fuck you hard just to show you he's the one in charge. "who do you think you're talking to like that, huh?" he'll hold your hands above your head, sometimes even tie them, so you can't even touch him, because you behaved so badly you don't deserve to feel his skin on the tip of your fingers "do i look like one of your friends for you to talk to me like that?". will tap your cheek to get you to reply, because you're so far gone you can't barely form a sentence "n-no, sir!", "good, then apologize", "i-i'm sorry, sir!". when you're almost cumming he'll reduce the movement of his hips to a bare minimum to make you beg, so fucks you slow and hard to make you come hard - and i mean hard. every single time. aftercare is heaven, tho.

➳ cum kink

his favorite sight in the entire world is his cum all over your body - keeps pictures of you like that in his phone so he can survive long missions away from you. he always comes hard and, tho he loves breeding you and seeing it come out of your beautiful pussy as he fucks it right back into you, nothing beats how beautiful your breasts look covered in his cum, how sexy you look with your face painted white as you naughtily smile after sucking him so good and making him come all over it. it's as if you loved it more than he does himself, and he doesn't think that's possible, but there you are, begging him to cum all over you, over and over again, rubbing it on your skin like it's your favorite moisturizer then looking at him with those eyes, those fucking eyes, asking for more. god, you're such a slut for him! it's so sexy he honestly pities how he can't fuck you 24/7, because doing anything else feels like such a waste...

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pfpanimes · 2 months

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⌕ naruto - itachi uchiha.

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vulpisnocturna · 8 months

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Itachi w/number 8.

He’s such a sweetie and gives me the utmost pleasure dom vibes he’s prolly scared of hurting the reader but when he’s told to go absolutely nuts he surpasses all expectations and limits 😍😍😍

I think that's the perfect prompt for him anon! My little meow meow going feral <3

8) reader: I don't want you to be gentle. I want you to ruin me.

NSFW - Minors do not interact

Warnings: Hard dom Itachi, degradation kink, praise kink, breath play, vaginal sex, mating press, breeding kink, Uchiha creampie™, overstimulation

You let out a soft sigh as Itachi’s tongue twirled around your nipple, his brow furrowed as he pushed his cock inside you slowly, making you feel every vein and ridge against your g-spot. Your hand tugged at his hair tie, letting his hair loose as you tangled your fingers in the soft black strands.

‘You are so perfect. I love you’ he murmured, his voice slightly strained, his dark eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at you.

‘I love you’ you murmured, rolling your hips against him, desperate for more friction, more of his very infrequent moods where he would be overcome by his needs and thrust into you at a more unrelenting pace. He seemed to be slowing down every time his hips jerked harshly against you, glancing at you again and again when he gripped your hip or your ass to see if you were in pain, asking you all the time if he was hurting you.

You knew relationships were an uncharted territory for Itachi. Yours was a fairly new one, and he treated you like you were made of the finest china. Like you were going to shatter into smithereens if he so much as dug his fingers into your skin a little too hard.

By no means an unskilled lover, Itachi always made sure you came multiple times. He never seemed to be satisfied until you were unable to speak, until your legs trembled on his shoulders. But he was never demeaning. He never showed his dangerous side. The side of him that you could see in his eyes as he looked at you as he fucked you, the darkness swirling in those black irises that threatened to drown you.

You were fascinated by it. You craved it. You wanted him to own you, claim you, brand you. You wanted him to lose control, lose all his composure and let himself feel everything, you wanted him to be just as intimidating and domineering as he was with everyone else, knowing that when you both came down from your high, he would go back to being your gentle, loving partner.

‘Itachi- let go. I won’t break’ you said, and he looked at you, slowing down, his throat bobbing.

‘I don’t want to hurt you. I want to be gentle with you’ he murmured. You bit the corner of your bottom lip, grabbing his hand and wrapping it around your throat. His fingers twitched for a moment, but they were loose around your neck.

‘I don’t want you to be gentle. I want you to ruin me’ you said, looking at him, trying to convey that you were sure, that you wanted this, that he was not going to hurt you.

Something changed in his eyes. Some kind of deeper desire, of feral need that seemed to be battling with his rationality.

‘My love-‘ he breathed, looking as though the last shreds of his composure were hanging onto a thread. Like he was fighting not to give in.

‘Let go, Itachi. Ruin me. Fuck me like I know you want to’ you said. His jaw tightened, his fingers wrapping more around your throat, thumb pressing on the side, making your head light and heightening the sensations in your body. His eyes turned into his sharingan, a deep red that seemed to consume you.

‘You will have to take it if you want me to be rough. If you want me to ruin you, you will have to do as I say, when I say it’ he warned. You nodded a little, your clit throbbing at the drop in his voice, your stomach tight with primal fear at the man who could ruin you, tear you apart.

‘I will. I will’ you said, and he smirked slightly, making you feel like his prey.

He started slow again, and you wanted to tell him to just fuck you into the mattress, but the next thing you knew was his fingers digging into your thigh, a low groan escaping him as he slammed into you, tearing a loud cry from you as the tip of his cock kissed your cervix.

‘This is what you wanted? You want me to fuck you so hard you’re crying and screaming for it, little one?’ he groaned, and you let out a whine, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he continued to slam his hips against you, his fingers gripping the fat of your ass, his teeth sinking in the curve of your neck.

‘Yes! Ahh- ‘tachi…’ you keened, arching your back into him as he lifted your legs up around his ribs, looking down at you with those hypnotic eyes, seeming like a fallen angel in the soft moonlight, his eyes gleaming like embers in the ash.

‘Your little cunt is just perfect, isn’t it? So tight around me. So wet. So fucking needy. Suck’ he commanded, pushing two fingers into your eager mouth. You moaned, hardly able to keep your eyes open as you obeyed, sucking and drooling slightly as he pressed on your tongue, ramming into you.

‘Did I tell you to close your eyes? Watch. Watch as I fuck you. You want me to ruin you? Then watch me do it. Do not close them, or I will keep you on the brink of your orgasm for hours. And no amount of begging is going to save you’ he said harshly, bending your legs against your chest until you let out a cry around his fingers, your eyes welling up with tears as you felt him everywhere, stretching your muscles, brushing against your clit, painfully tightening the knot in your lower stomach.

‘Are you going to cum? For so little? It seems my little slut is enjoying herself. You look so pretty, little one. But not nearly as fucked out as you are going to be by the end’ he crooned, removing his fingers from your mouth and putting your ankle up on his shoulder, starting to rub your clit and making you sob as your hips twitched with a mind-numbing orgasm that had you arching your back and quivering around him.

He’d never been so impossibly mean and condescending to you, he’d never degraded you. And that made his words that much hotter, that much dirtier.

‘Fuck- perfect little slut. You look pitiful’ he said, and you tried to keep your teary eyes on him, which only made you squirm and clench around him more as your orgasm heightened in intensity, racking up till you couldn’t even think.

And yet, he seemed to be far from finished. He slipped out of you, unceremoniously flipping you on your stomach and keeping your head pushed against the mattress, his fingers fisting your hair as he lifted your hips and sank back into your cunt, making you whine and squirm with your sensitive post-orgasm body.

‘Do not squirm away from me’ he hissed, dragging your thighs back against his and pounding into you. Tears trickled down the bridge of your nose, your mouth open in a permanent gasp as he rocked you on his thick cock.

‘Itachi!’ you screamed, and he let out a dark scoff, pulling you up by the hair and wrapping an arm around you.

‘Beg’ he said sweetly in your ear, sucking on your throat hard enough to leave a mark of his possessiveness.

‘Please- please, Itachi- so good…. you feel so good’ you moaned, turning your head to kiss him. He pressed on your lower stomach, making you see stars as you felt his hand press where you could feel his cock going in and out of you.

‘Good girl. You are so sweet. All mine to fuck. Only I get to make you sob for my cock. Only I get to see you like this- you are mine, aren’t you?’ he crooned, his hand wrapping around your throat again, your head lolling backwards on his shoulder.

‘Yes- yes… all yours. Just you- please, Itachi… ‘m yours’ you slurred, your hands clawing at his arm, holding his nape as you arched into him.

He hummed, sounding pleased as he pushed you on the bed again and onto your back again. But this time, he bent your legs so far against your chest that your knees were brushing your tits, and his body was pushing into you, keeping you locked into that position and he pushed his cock back in.

‘You’re going to cum again around my cock, aren’t you? Be a good little slut and cum for me’ he said, his jaw clenched as he kept your calves on his shoulders, thrusting so deeply inside you he was pounding against your cervix.

You cried and sobbed, a litany of slurred cursing and pleas and his name heavy on your lips as you complied with him, having no choice but to acquiesce to his every demand. He cursed, his thrusts getting sloppier, faster.

‘Fuck- that’s my good girl. Going to cum inside you, mh? You’d love that, wouldn’t you? A little slut like you- you’d beg to be stuffed full of my cum. For me to fuck it right back into you where it belongs’ he groaned, and you nodded, your throat dry and sore from all the screaming.

‘Yes- please cum inside me, ‘tachi… want it so bad-‘ you whined, and Itachi moaned, his thrusts slowing down as he came deep inside you, warmth seeping into you as he continued to thrust, though at a much lazier, more controlled pace.

You moaned, your clit still pulsing when he slipped out of you and lay down next to you, catching his breath, his arm draped over your stomach.

‘Are you alright, my love?’ he asked after a little bit, and you nodded drowsily, dizzy and exhausted.

‘Fuck, Itachi. I’m not forgiving you for keeping this hidden from me for so long’

#naruto #itachi #uchiha itachi #itachi uchiha #itachi x you #itachi x reader #itachi x y/n #itachi uchiha smut #itachi smut #itachi uchiha imagines #itachi imagines

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nardo-headcanons · 2 months

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Yandere Itachi HCS please (can be either SFW or NSFW)

tw for unhealthy/toxic behaviors and relationship/power dynamics, implied nsfw, dub!con

Headcanons for Yandere!Itachi

a/n: gn!reader. thanks to @naruto-scribblings-j for requestiong.

SFW

Poor Itachi wouldn't even take much to turn yandere mode. There's only so much loss and manipulation one can go through before going off the deep end. He is the protective type. The type to smother you with overprotectiveness and even outright controlling behavior.

He is very busy with his akatsuki duties and trips to the medics to acquire medication for his illness, and he has no problem lying to you about it. Lots of excuses, but they're so convincing you won't notice. If you DO happen to notice his lies, he'll shut down the discussion and outright block any attempts to discuss it.

In order for him to become that overly protective over you he must have known you for a long time. Like, childhood friends or teammates or something like that. To him, you are the one slither of his previous life he has left, the beacon of innocence.

You would feel rather smothered and infantilized by his behavior, yet at the same time you can't really do much about it except waiting for the day either Sasuke or his illness put him six feet under.

If you're in Konoha, he'd use his crows to spy and stalk on you and report your whereabouts to him 24/7. A part of Itachi knows that what he is doing is wrong but to him it is a necessary evil that he is forced to do to protect someone he loves.

If you're a rogue though, he's gonna try to capture/kidnap you. It depends on your occupation as a rogue. If you work for anyone but Akatsuki, maybe even bring you back to the village where he thinks you're safer. If you DO try to join the Akatsuki, he couldn't outright stop you without blowing his cover, but he would try to manipulate you into leaving.

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NSFW

Itachi wouldn't force himself on you. He'd actually keep his safe distance until you succumb to his manipulation consent to his advances.

He'd turn you into being his pillow princess (yes I am using this term neutrally) and never let you do any of the hard lifting unless you absolutely pester him about it.

IRL, he won't do any thing that causes actual physical harm to you, no matter how much you beg him. He can't fathom the thought of brusing your delicate skin. Will, however, praise you for taking him so well to a point of almost coddling you.

That being said, in his Tsukuyomi world, almost anything is fair game, as long as you beg for it. Whether it be hard- or softcore things, he will leave you a shaking, whimpering mess - completely at his mercy.

#naruto #naruto shippuden #naruto headcanons #naruto scenarios #naruto imagines #itachi uchiha #itachi headcanons #itachi smut #itachi x reader #itachi x you #yandere itachi #tw yandere #itachi #x reader #gn reader

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kidsinsaturn · 4 months

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Hi!!

Glad to have you back after so long

Can I request what kind of hair do shisui,Itachi and madara prefer

Do they like long,short,silky or curly hair??

hair preferences

[🗼] omg YESS i have curly hair so im sorry if I went a bit biased:(

characters: shisui uchiha; itachi uchiha; madara uchiha

genre: sfw

warnings: gn!reader; just mentions of hairstyles

-boy shisui doesn't care hahah but idk I have a feeling he has a thing for super long super straight hair

-he thinks it looks elegant, delicate, and just silk-like

-shisui just prefers hair that isn't tangled because he enjoys a bit too much running his fingers down his lover's hair, like all the time

-HOWEVER on the other side, I also see him liking some unruly, messy hair. he is a silly, open-minded boy that just prefers both ways. I see him as a fan of emo and punk hairstyles

-he likes unique hairstyles but also appreciates a basic mane. he just wants a partner okay??? he loves ponytails and braids though

-shisui is just weird lmao, because he wouldn't even mind greasy hair, thin hair, or super thick hair. he just wants his s/o to take care of it because he doesn't like dandruff

-itachi also isn't such a picky boy when it comes to physical appearance. he values the persons's intentions and personality more than their looks

-BUT if he had to choose, he has such high standards because hello have you seen his hair?? he would demand a s/o with nice, taken care of hair. doesn't really matter the style

-I feel though that he would lean a little bit more towards natural hair, like if yours is bleached or dyed, he would be like ammm

-again itachi is a sweetheart and only seeks someone who is true with themselves. he cherishes personality over looks. of course he won't turn at you if you have dyed hair nooo hahah it's just a small personal preference of his

-i do see him liking straight black hair a little bit more maybe because of his mami mikoto. to his eyes, she is the most beautiful woman

-lmao madara. im sorry but he will NOT be with someone who has basic ahh hair lmao

-madara likes uniqueness, independence, and just creativity. he may have his hair long due to poor self-care when young BUT he likes it now and intends to keep it that way even if he is revived

-he thinks you are sexy if you just stand out of the crowd just because of your mane. curly hair or super thick hair, OR long, curly AND thick hair?? what you are trying to kill him?

-he doesn't mind different hair colors, as long as you don't have more than two because he thinks you just look like a tie-dye shirt

-and idk I also see him liking red hair a little bit too much. maybe out of his rivalry with hashirama, he always wanted to have something with a redhead

#itachi uchiha #shisui uchiha #madara uchiha #itachi uchiha x you #itachi uchiha x reader #itachi x you #shisui x reader #shisui uchiha x reader #shisui x you #shisui uchiha x you #madara uchiha x reader #madara x reader #madara uchiha x you #madata x you #naruto

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peeponastick · 7 months

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Touch My Soul, Pt. 2

Domme!Reader x Virgin!Uchiha Itachi

Word count: 3.6K

Rating: Explicit NSFW 18+ Minors DNI

cw/tw: fem!reader, porn w plot skip to the diamonds for smut you horndog, name calling? (Hidan being an asshole, calls Itachi crow boy lmaoaoao), sappy and romantic, pining?, one bed trope heheh, hand kink, scent kink?, dry humping, corruption kink, praise, exhibitionism, breast & nipple play, cum play, ball play, dirty talk, cursing, use of pet names (sweet boy, good boy, etc), masturbation, not super intense BDSM D/s dynamics (reader is def a switch), inexperience & virginity loss (Itachi, let me cook), multiple orgasms, creampie.

Synopsis: Part 2 of Touch My Soul, (Pt. 1 here). Itachi is just a lil' nervous baby. The more time he spends around you, the more he doesn’t know what to do with his growing feelings. When you find yourselves in an unexpected situation, you take the wheel, ruining him for anyone else.

I really appreciate the love I got on my first-ever smut（╹◡╹）♡ (Yuji fic here). Wanted to follow it up with another kinktober addition, featuring one of my other beloved anime men.

I’m on a subby men streak rn and no one can stop me!!! Hope y’all enjoyyy <3 <3

It was late that night when you heard two gentle knocks on your door that made you jump, butterflies fluttering deep in your stomach knowing it was Itachi at your door. The rest of your fellow Akatuski members surely had gone to bed already, making it the safest time for the two of you to meet alone.

You hurriedly grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, slipping into your light pink satin robe that deliciously slinked off your curves, pausing in front of your floor-length mirror to wonder if it was maybe too much before shaking off your anxious thoughts and rushing to answer the door.

You swung the door open to see Itachi, brows arching in surprise to see you in such a different light. “I- uhh,” he stammered as his eyes betrayed him, trailing down and back up your figure to drink in the stunning display you unintentionally put on for him. His cheeks burned red as he realized how indecent you must’ve thought he was being.

“I-I’m sorry, is this not a good time?” He nervously scratched his head, eyes darting around anxiously in an attempt to not ogle you any more than he already had. You had to admit it was adorable, seeing someone who seemed so composed and mature acting like a nervous schoolboy.

“No, no, come in!” a smile on your face that you were unable to stifle, “Sorry, it’s just those robes we have to wear all the time are so uncomfortable, I’m out of them the second I can be,” you laughed lightly. He followed you into the room, guiltily indulging in the sight of your body from behind.

As you cleared some space on your bed, he stood observing and admiring all the little knick-knacks and oddities you had scattered around your room, his eyes setting on a small ceramic figurine of a cat.

You sat on your bed and pat the spot next to you, signaling him to sit. He hesitantly approached, “You, uh, sure you don’t mind me sitting on your bed?” a sheepish smile creeping across his face. A giggle burst out of you, realizing how things could be misinterpreted.

You shook your head, “It’s not safe to talk here,” you reassured him in a hushed tone, “I’ll use my jutsu to transport us into my soulscape, where we can talk further.” Itachi’s nervous energy dissipated and he sat beside you on your soft bed.

Once again, you weaved the hand signs of your special jutsu. This time, you took Itachi’s hands and placed them on your shoulders before touching your forehead to his. He did his best to ignore the rush of blood and tingling nerves he felt being close enough to smell the sweet scent radiating off your skin.

You both were transported into your soulscape, where Itachi began taking in his surroundings in awe. You stood in a field of wildflowers under a cotton candy-colored sunset, an early-rising crescent moon in the distant sky. The magnificent colors lit up his visual field as he processed all the information flooding his senses about who you were and all you’d been through.

He turned to you, an enchanted look of admiration in his deep brown eyes that made your cheeks burn, feeling flustered with vulnerability. You had never shown anyone your soul before and having someone see into you with such love was a foreign concept.

You cleared your throat, preparing to explain the inner workings of the Akatsuki, the intel you’d gathered, and the plan you were preparing to enact now that you had the piece you’d been waiting for– an ally strong enough to help you carry out the downfall of the Akatsuki and Madara himself.

After that night, you found yourselves in each other’s room to strategize quite often, mostly in the late hours. The snickers from the other Akatsuki members rumored the two of you had begun dating and were trying to hide it.

One night when Itachi was leaving your bedroom, gently closing the door behind him, he turned to find Hidan standing menacingly against the wall wearing a look of disgust.

“You’re always scurrying out of her room in the middle of the night, huh crow boy,” he sneered.

Itachi’s eyes blazed crimson “And what business do you have lurking around her door?”

Hidan scoffed and walked off, muttering his hateful thoughts about the two of you.

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The more time Itachi and you spent in each other’s presence, the closer you became. Though you’d only known each other a short while, there was a mutual, deep understanding of one another’s souls.

He had never felt this way before, heartbeat nearly pounding out of his chest anytime you sat close, your hand accidentally brushing against him sending sparks through his body. Having to pull himself back down to earth every time he listened to you talk, getting lost in your sparkling eyes, every flutter of your full lashes hypnotizing him further.

He had without a doubt fallen for you, almost certain the feeling was mutual. His perceptive eyes picking up every quick glance you stole at his lips, the way you blushed anytime his attention was a little too focused on you.

He wanted more than anything to make his move, for you to be his, but all his years of being a high-ranking shinobi had never really allowed him time for relationships. How could he ask for something he had no idea how to do? And worse, he thought, someone as beautiful and amazing as you shouldn’t settle for someone like him.

He knew you’d already seen him inside and out and accepted him fully, his sordid past somehow not making your opinion of him falter. But still, there was the matter of his inexperience, or rather, lack of any experience at all adding to his insecurity.

On a night you had gone to his room, your planning and discussion went on longer than usual. Upon releasing your jutsu, Itachi stood up to find a paper he wanted to show you. You wearily sat on his bed, drained from casting your jutsu for so many hours. As he rummaged around his room, your eyelids grew heavier and heavier, body lightly swaying before you admitted defeat to your fatigue and laid yourself down on his bed, the sight of his back growing blurry as the comforting smell of his bedding pulled you in.

He turned around to find you asleep, curled up with a sweet, peaceful expression spread across your face. He hummed affectionately, pulling the blanket over your worn-out body. He paused, staring at you for a moment, smiling to himself as he envisioned what it’d be like to have the gift of seeing this every night, before tossing a pillow on the floor for his makeshift bed.

Your eyes blearily opened, “Whaa-what’re you doin’?” your voice croaked, still half asleep.

His head tilted inquisitively, “I just, umm, figured I’d sleep on the floor so you can be comfortable,” he replied with a kind smile.

You outstretched your arms for him, drowsily shaking your head, “Noooo way, this is your bed,” you lilted in an almost child-like manner. His eyes grew wide, brain short-circuiting as he realized you were okay with him sleeping next to you. You impatiently waved your arms around, ushering him to come soon as sleep was calling your name.

Itachi hesitantly approached, crawling into bed beside you trying to awkwardly maintain a respectful distance. You turned into his broad chest, nuzzling up to him with a faint smile on your face as you drifted back to sleep. His muscles tensed, heartbeat deafeningly pounding in his ears at being so close to you.

Focusing on his breathing his body eventually softened, looking down at you and feeling pure bliss. He had dreamt of this moment so many times, he couldn’t believe it was really happening. Wrapped up in the warm feelings, he soon followed you into sleep.

Several hours later, Itachi woke to an unfamiliar stirring in his pants, tired eyes blinking with confusion at the pressure he felt repeatedly nudging his pelvis. His breath hitched as heat flushed his entire body at what he saw.

You had flipped sides at some point in the night, your back now against Itachi’s chest as you pressed your ass into him over and over again, grinding against his growing bulge. You were dreaming, soft whimpers leaving you every time your hips connected with his in your unconscious state. He couldn’t help himself from wondering if you could be dreaming about him, ears ringing at every angelic sound you made.

He fought with himself, feeling guilty for not waking you immediately, but he couldn’t help it, every rock of your hips into him sent divine pleasure rippling through his entire body, his cock becoming uncomfortably hard in his pants, even with such little stimulation. He closed his eyes, fully indulging in the moment for a few more seconds before he lightly tapped your arm. Noticing, in his heightened arousal, how soft your skin felt under his fingertips, how the heat of your sleeping body projected your intoxicating scent.

You were deep asleep, unresponsive to his gentle touch. He took a deep breath, collecting himself before he tried again, this time tapping a little harder, “Y/n, hey. Wake up y/n,” his deep, gravelly voice rasped in your ear. Your eyes opened slowly, “Hmmm? ‘tachi?” your sleepy voice squeaked, “Wass goin’ on?” you rolled back against him, looking up at his flushed face with confusion.

Your mind shot awake, finally processing what an intimate position the two of you were in, “Oh shit! I’m sorr–,” a small gasp left your lips as you noticed his eyes dark with lust, feeling the growing bulge between his legs pressed up against your ass, “Fuck.”

Heat bloomed across your cheeks, suddenly overcome with heady arousal, the masculine and fresh scent of his skin and bedding sending pulsing shocks to your clit. A gentle moan slipped past your lips as you slowly resumed grinding your hips against him.

He breathed deeply, his nimble hand acting on its own, trailing down the curves of your body to grab onto your hip, “C-Can I touch you here?” his voice hoarse with arousal.

“Uh-huhh,” you breathily moaned.

His hand needily latched onto your hip, pulling you in closer, both of you feeling a magnetic pull between your cores. You rolled your hips together, the pace quickening as you began losing yourselves in the intensity of the moment.

His breath fanning the shell of your ear from behind, you drank in the sounds of his gentle gasps and moans, breath growing ragged at the overwhelming pleasure he felt. His vision going hazy, he tucked his head into the crook of your neck as he began humping you frantically, his carnal senses controlling him. His large hand gripping you bruisingly, a strained moan dragged out of his chest as his orgasm suddenly exploded out of him, coating the inside of his pants with copious amounts of cum.

You smiled sinfully, turning over to face him but he avoided eye contact, his cheeks burning bright red as he tried to catch his breath.

“I’m sorry, I can’t believe I–,” his brows furrowing with embarrassment, “I’ve just never done anything like this,” he quietly admitted, innocent eyes anxiously scanning yours.

A switch flipped in you.

You hummed, tenderly stroking his warm cheek with your hand as your eyes fell to his lips. You smiled affectionately, “I know, sweet boy,” slowly bringing your plump lips to his, pausing a breath away, smile tinging with deviance as you looked deep into his eyes, “just watch me," you whispered against his mouth before pressing your lips to his. His lips parted with a shaky moan, kissing you back hungrily.

Rolling onto your back, you began tracing the hills and valleys of your curves with your hands, stopping to indulgently squeeze your breasts, massaging your hard nipples. He swallowed hard, his sharingan eyes watching your every move, burning the moment into his memory.

Your hand snaked its way under your shorts, fingers dipping into the wet heat between your thighs, letting out a soft moan as you ran a finger over your swollen clit. You looked into his eyes, biting your lip as you began pleasuring yourself.

He moved his hand to gently brush a stray hair out of your face, wanting to have a clear view of your features twisting with pleasure. Your head turned to catch his fingers along your open mouth. You wrapped your lips around his thumb, sucking on it as you looked up at him wantonly, eliciting a deep groan from his chest. You released your lips with a pop as he began messing your pout with his thumb, relishing in the sensation of your luscious lips beneath his fingertip.

He looked at you, eyes glazed over with lust, before passionately cupping your face and kissing you deeply as you continued playing with your pussy, thighs shaking and body tingling with heat as you rubbed firm circles around your clit.

Itachi was devouring you with his eyes, your body and mind buzzing with electric arousal at being watched so intently.

“You can touch me, it’s okay,” you purred between breathy moans, reading his mind. You grasped his hand, guiding it up under your shirt to cup your full breast, “Like this.”

A whimper left Itachi’s lips as his warm palm connected with the delicate skin of your breast, exploring your body with fervid curiosity. Squeezing the plush flesh and ghosting his fingertips over your nipples, you moaned in delight.

You began feeling the sizzling electricity of your building orgasm, fingers rubbing faster and tighter circles around your pulsating clit. Waves of white-hot pleasure washing over you as you rocketed into your climax, the feeling of Itachi's clothed cock, hard and eager for you again, needily pressing into you sending you over the edge.

You collapsed with a pleased smile, taking a moment to catch your breath before sitting up unexpectedly, motivated and ready for more pleasure. “Itachi– off, please,” you demanded, needily tugging at the waistband of his black sweatpants. He hurriedly lifted his hips to pull them down, fumbling as he tried to yank it off his leg not wanting to delay a second longer, then grabbing the back of his black t-shirt’s collar to pull it over his head.

His length stood fully erect, no longer restrained by his pants. His body was heavenly, like a carved-marble depiction of a god. Pale skin covering his chiseled, lean muscles, marred with battle scars. His cock was so pretty, the perfect length and girth for a delicious stretch, bulging veins dancing along the sides, messy with sticky, white cum from his previous orgasm, and throbbing with need.

“Fuuckkk, you’re so big baby,” you licked your lips, mesmerized by the sight as you wrapped your hand around his length and began stroking his cock, using his cum as lube.

His body heaved at the sensation, a choked whine leaving his lips. He let out a small gasp as you thumbed his glistening slit, “Such a pretty cock,” you cooed, dropping your other hand to massage his heavy balls. His eyes rolled back momentarily in ecstasy, he could cum again just from the way you spoke to him.

You brought your hand up to lick his cum off before crawling over him, breasts brushing against his lean chest, hips arched seductively. Itachi laid there panting, so overwhelmed with arousal he couldn’t do anything but let out needy moans as his wildest fantasy unfurled in front of him. You lightly dragged your lips along the ridge of his ear, breathing lightly against it before kissing the tip of his earlobe.

“Mmmh please let me feel you inside me baby, pleeeease?” you moaned against his skin, kissing along his sharp jaw and down his neck, “Don’t you wanna know how good my wet pussy feels wrapped around your cock?”

A shuddering moan left his chest at your provocative words. You looked up at him, siren eyes hypnotizing him. He nodded enthusiastically with a dazed expression, pupils blown wide with lust, completely drunk on arousal– mind floating out of his body.

“Y-Yes, pl-pleasee,” he hiccuped, struggling to process that this was happening to him in real life.

“Hmmm good boy,” a devilish smile on your face, “just lay back and let me make you feel good, okayy baby?”

You got off him, standing up and turning around to teasingly pull your shorts down, giving him a front-row seat as you bent over seductively, sliding them off at a torturous pace, exposing your lace-covered pussy from behind, a sweet little whimper leaving his lips as he saw the wet spot from your orgasm. Pulling off your shirt to reveal a matching bra, his brain malfunctioned at how exquisite you looked.

You then began languidly pulling your panties down, revealing your decadent pussy to his eyes. “Ooohh my–" he gasped, "oh my god,” feeling the pulse in his erection as it twitched with desire. You flashed him a confident smile, fingertips dragging up and down the curves of your body, feeling his dark eyes on you, memorizing every touch and squeeze.

Seeing his eager cock, precum leaking from his tip and dribbling down his shaft, you licked your lips, pussy fluttering in excitement at the thought of being stretched by him. Crawling on top of him like a feline stalking her prey, you drank in the sensual power you felt as you locked eyes with him.

You captured his lips in a sweet kiss, “Ready sweet boy?” you confirmed. He was more than ready for you, breathlessly watching your every move in anticipation of what came next. Your juicy pussy hovered just above the head of his cock, so close his sensitive tip could feel the heat radiating from between your thighs. He hazily nodded, head foggy with such unimaginable lust and desire he didn’t know was possible to experience.

You slowly began sinking down on his cock, both of you releasing depraved moans, delighting in the heavenly sensation of his thick cock sliding into the hilt, burying deep in your soaking wet pussy. Your hands splayed on his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall as he experienced the sinfully wet heat of your pussy for the first time.

“Fuuuuckkk y/n, oh my god!” he cried out, he gripped the sheets with white knuckles. You gave him a moment, a sultry twinkle in your eye seeing him squirm in unbearable pleasure beneath you.

You began riding him, the tight walls of your pussy squeezing his engorged cock as you slid him in and out, strained moans leaving his chest. You reached down to grab his hands, bringing them up to place on your waist as you bounced up and down on his dick.

“How does that feel baby, hmm?” your voice pouring out of you like honey. He winced in unbearable pleasure, “S-So, fuck–” struggling to respond between panting moans, “sooo f-fucking good” he sobbed.

Everything was too much, too good– the unbelievably gorgeous sight of you on top of him, breasts bouncing, the way your tight pussy was milking his inexperienced cock. Heat pooled in his lower abdomen as the pressure at the base of his cock began rapidly rising.

He looked up at you, eyes flashing with anxiety. He was too enmeshed in the moment to find the words, but he knew he was going to cum quick. Sensing his urgency, feeling his cock twitch inside you, you leaned down to kiss him.

“Want you to cum inside me,” you purred against his lips, “want you to fill my pussy up, pleasee.” Your words rattled around his brain, the tether binding him to reality snapping.

Every fiber lit aflame with pure ecstasy, his mind went blank– only a singular motive, his primal need to release himself inside you.

His arms flexed as he wrapped them around you, pulling you in closer to his chest, fingertips digging into your skin as he began pounding your pussy from below. Sounds of two feral animals ravishing each other echoed off the walls as you simultaneously reached climax, his thrusts growing sloppy as he stuttered his hips up into you.

Obeying your command, he plunged his length into you as deep as he could, strangled moans reverberating in his chest, cock spasming as he began pumping ropes of his thick, hot cum into your pussy in amounts he had no idea he was capable of producing.

“Oof-fuckkk!” you mewled, “Feel so full, such a good boy,” you praised, your hand pressing above his cock, near the point where the two of you were fused as one. You rubbed his lower abdomen, tossing your head back in pleasure at the erotic sensation of being stuffed so full of his cock and cum, overwhelming warmth spreading through your core. He whimpered at your words, cock quivering as your pussy clenched around him, not yet wanting to unsheathe his sensitive length.

You collapsed against his solid chest, both of you sweaty, panting messes holding each other in a loving embrace, completely drained from cumming multiple times. He closed his eyes, a satisfied smile on his face as he ran his fingertips soothingly up and down your back as you pressed kisses to where your lips met his skin.

“That. was. amazing.” his smooth voice blurted, his ability to form coherent sentences returning to him, “Thank you so much,” he leaned his head down to press a meaningful kiss to your forehead. You giggled, endorphins flushing your system making you feel giddy with love, you could stay like this with him forever.

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