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Naruto Characters Accidentally Calling their Girlfriend their Wife

MR KRABSSSS I HAVE AN IDEAAA

Fem reader (or if you want to be called wife)

Characters: Naruto, Sasuke, Shino, Kiba, Shikamaru, Choji, Neji, Rock Lee, Kankuro, and Gaara.

(Masterlist is up now) also I’ll be adding Sai to this in the morning

Naruto Uzumaki

He’s talking to some new people and enthusiastically pulls you to his side, a large smile on his face, and he says “This is my wife! Y/N!”

You can’t hide your shock, not fully at least. He’s never called you his wife before. I mean, he’s said things like “you’ll be my future wife, right?” As he giggles or something.

But you are in a state of shock that he introduced you that way.

Nonetheless, you’re happy.

If the person makes a comment about how young or cute you two are for a married couple, he’d realize. Likely, he’d respond a little oddly, stuttering, but recovers and just full sends with the claim you’re his wife.

Sasuke Uchiha

If he’s with you, you’re gonna be his wife anyways. He didn’t get with you until he was sure of that, because it took him a long time to realize he felt that way anyways.

So he calls you his wife with full confidence, before realizing his mistake. However, he doesn’t care too much to correct himself or anything.

Because you are gonna marry him right? (He’s actually really nervous to propose, but he won’t admit that.)

People would probably just believe him immediately considering just how serious he is about you to even be with you.

When you confront him about it later, he’ll ask you if that was okay, explain it was a mistake, but he’ll probably comment on how he’s dating to marry anyways so… you might as well be his wife.

You can probably expect a proposal soon.

Shino Aburame

I can’t fully see this happening tbh. However, let’s say that it does.

He’d probably over explain himself to the person he referred of you as his wife too.

Not that he doesn’t want you as his wife, but you haven’t said you’ll be his wife yet. So he can’t call you his wife. That’s how he sees it.

He’ll probably think he messed up and upset you, so you’ll have to explain it was cute.

Once you explain to him, he’ll see your point. Maybe with some reluctance to lighten up on himself.

He’ll be happy you want to be seen as his wife though.

Kiba Inuzuka

Realized his mistake, but he could not be bothered.

He will keep on as if there is no mistake. As if you are legally married.

He’ll be upset if you correct him in front of people.

It’ll turn into a bit of an argument if you correct him in any way other than sweetly.

Because what the big deal???

If you leave it alone, and talk to him later, now he’s nervous and stuttering. But he’ll likely comment on how he knows you want to marry him so you might as well be called his wife.

Shikamaru Nara

Immediately realizing what slipped out his mouth.

Does he really want you to be his wife? Well, of course he does. But that’s a lot for him to accidentally spill out to some strangers you’re both meeting.

They don’t know he made a mistake, because you roll with it.

Later, he’ll try to avoid talking about it, but if you bring it up, he’ll say it was a mistake, don’t take it so seriously.

If you seem down about his underwhelming response, he’ll likely have an actual talk about his future with you to reassure you that he was just being an idiot when he said that.

Choji Akimichi

He forgot you’re not his wife.

I think Choji would just love you so much that he would simply treat you like a wife. To the point he forgets, you’re not his wife.

If you comment on it, he’ll think about it and probably be like ohhhh right.

He’ll apologize, but more than likely you’ll just say it was cute.

I can see him calling you wifey.

But if he’s gonna call you that, he’s gotta get you that ring. He’s planning on it as yall speak.

Neji Hyuga

You two are waiting a while before calling it official. Plans of marriage are far off.

He’s a little too traditional to jump at marriage quickly.

So when he accidentally calls you his wife, it was to Hiashi. He went pale. Paler than usual.

Later, depending on how exactly that went, he’ll probably be in his head.

Let’s assume for this though, that Hiashi approves of you completely.

Hiashi made a comment, rather he meant it badly or not, Neji will take it the wrong way. Realize he jumped too far.

You’ll have to tell him you find it cute, and rather his uncle approves of you two or not, you’ll be his wife someday :)

Rock Lee

It COULD be an honest mistake.

But let’s be honest,

It’s Lee.

He calls you his wife to your face, to other people, hell, he’d shout it from the roof tops.

So it’s not an accident. He meant it. He will one day make you his wife, so why would he not call you his wife now!

If you have any reserves about being called his wife before actual marriage, he will pout and be upset. He won’t understand.

But, once that’s over, he’s crying and begging for forgiveness.

Please tell him it’s cute that he wants to marry you, even if you do want to have a talk with him about not assuming roles you don’t officially have.

Gaara

HE CALLED YOU HIS WIFE IN FRONT OF A CROWD. so now he’s blushing.

He might correct his mistake, might not. Depends.

He’s a confident speaker, but that threw him off a little bit.

Likely you were a strong shinobi or something and he was trying to give you credit where it’s due, but it didn’t go as planned.

When you too are alone later, you’ll bring it up likely.

If you tell him you thought it was cute or sweet, he’ll turn bright red like his hair.

He likely won’t go on calling you his wife or anything. Maybe in private.

But he’s not ashamed of it. After all, he’s strongly considering marriage.

Kankuro

Called you his wife to his siblings while you were over for dinner.

Temari is not letting him live it down.

“Hey, I think your wife is trying to get your attention.” “I don’t know, maybe ask your wife?” “What about your wife?” From then on out.

He’s frustrated because it was a mistake, BUTTTT honestly, eventually he’ll make some snarky comment about how at least he’s closer to marriage than she is. Then he probably harps on Shikamaru a little bit in defense for his own comment.

(He approves of Shikamaru tho, if he’s being real. He just thinks it’s a little funny)

As long as this is before a certain point.

He decides to call you his wife to your face.

He’ll call you that to tease you now.

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naruto-imagines-and-headcanons · 9 months

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Naruto Love Languages (Konoha 12 + Sand Siblings)

Naruto Uzumaki - Words of Affirmation

This man is your #1 fan. Everything you do he is behind you cheering and hollering the whole way. It doesn't matter if it's something stupid like trying to do a bottle flip, Naruto is gonna hype you up. He just adores you so much and wants you to know that! He wants you to know that he believes in you fully. When he isn't being a hype man, Naruto is just genuinely complimenting you and showing his appreciation for all you do. Nothing you do will go unnoticed, you WILL feel this man's love

Sasuke Uchiha - Gift Giving

Sasuke is, uh... kinda rough when it comes to romance. He's gone through some shit and even after all these years doesn't quite know how to deal with it. He isn't good at words, is wary on physical contact, and isn't around often. But the one thing he succeeds in is giving you gifts. Everytime he leaves to go who knows where, he will always return with an incredibly thoughtful gift. Sasuke doesn't just grab whatever he see, he knows what you like and what you appreciate. Every gift he gives you has meaning and fits you perfectly

Sakura Haruno - Acts of Service

Sakura is a girl who heavily desires to be loved. Ever since she was a child she was a hopeless romantic, so when she finally got together with you she fell head over heels. She's quite open with her feelings for you both physically and vocally, but her favorite way to show she cares is by helping you around the house. She'll cook for you, help clean up, give you massages, and of course heal your wounds. As long as you are dating her you will never see another Medical-nin. Every injury you get will be treated by her with full seriousness (even if it's just a paper cut)

Sai - Gift Giving

You though SASUKE was bad with feelings? Dear lord you gotta have a lot of patience with Sai. Unlike Sasuke though, Sai tries his hardest, even if it's a bit rough. He tries to say nice things and touch you, but it's still incredibly foreign to him (not to mention he can get a bit brutally honest about some things). The only thing Sai is confident in is his gift giving skills. He loves to draw art for you, pretty much everything he sees inspires more art to give you. It's gotten to the point that you have a whole room filled with them (Sai keeps telling you it's okay to get rid of some, but you refuse! They are so pretty!). On special occassions, Sai loves to bring his drawings for you to life, enjoying the look of amazement on your face

Ino Yamanaka - Gift Giving

This girl is gonna treat you RIGHT, believe that! She's is incredibly open with her feelings, especially when it comes to flowers. You will be getting flowers for every occassion, sometimes just randomly. She'll buy you other gifts like jewelry and clothes and books, but her real love language is flowers. Her bouquets aren't just randomly put together either, Ino carefully hand picks each one and take in mind the meaning of each one. The longer you date you will soon learn the different meanings, which makes her so proud. Although she doesn't really expect anything back every time, make sure to get her a lil something for special occassions, she'll appreciate it~

Shikamaru Nara - Quality Time

We know Shikamaru is a lazy bitch, but that's what we love about him! He may seem distant and seemingly uncaring, but if you look closely you can clearly see how he shows affection. Sure he may not wash you with praises or get you expensive things, but he stays by your side. Always. Somehow he always is in the same room as you, even if you are doing two different things. You're always together in some sort. He'll definitely deny it, but you notice he doesn't leave still. It's kind of like a cat, ya know? Shikamaru gets especially clingy when you're in bed together. This man doesn't get up for hours, and you aren't getting up either. You will lay and sleep with him for 3 more hours, no discussion

Choji Akimichi - Acts of Service

Just... just so sweet. My boy is such a sweetie oh my god. Choji is quite nervous in your relationship, both due to low self-esteem and just anxiety in general. Just you surprising him with a hug is enough to fluster him for a solid minute. Since more direct ways get him anxious, Choji prefers to do things for you, and his favorite thing is to cook for you. This man can COOK like no one's business! You guys will go out to eat on the weekends (there is nothing like fresh barbecue), but through the week he is in the kitchen cooking your favorite meals full of love. Seeing your giant smile and hearing your satisifed eating makes his heart soar. Also, you are one of the only people who he'll always share his snacks with, no hesitation (the other is Shikamaru, obviously)

Kiba Inuzuka - Physical Touch

Kiba is a toucher, hands down. He LOVES to just touch you all over. He is always in contact with you no matter what, appropriate or otherwise. Hands on your waist, head on your shoulder, fingers in your hair, sometimes he will just randomly pick you up to get a reaction out of you. Let's be real, Kiba's a dog through and through, and dogs adore attention. Whenever he wants your attention or love, Kiba will poke you and bug you until you give in and cuddle with him. Spooning is his absolute favorite position. Give this man his head pats and belly rubs god dammit, and don't forget Akamaru!. Oh and uh, warning, this man is also perverted. Quite perverted. Your cuddle sessions will devolve into him dry humping you 50% of the time. You gonna get manhandled and groped quite a bit (every touch full of love <3)

Hinata Hyuga - Words of Affirmation

You thought Choji was shy? You haven't seen nothing yet. Hinata was already a sweating mess when you were just friends, the moment you asked her out she literally fainted and collapsed on the floor. Thankfully she is better now (and didn't get brain damage), but it's still nerve-wracking to be in a relationship with you. You're just so... perfect. And Hinata wants you to know that. Throughout the day she is normally very sweet and appreciative, but whenever you are on dates or cuddling in private, she lets all her feelings out. She shares her admiration for you, her appreciation for you, and just how happy she is to have you in her life. It always makes you cry, which makes Hinata feel bad, but you always assure her they are happy tears

Shino Aburame - Acts of Service

Shino is a man of little words, and you knew that going into a relationship, so you have no issues with that! It makes the times he does speak up mean even more. Since he's inexperienced with relationships and romantic gestures, Shino's main way to show he cares is by protecting you and keeping you safe. He always is ready to defend you in public, and whenever you go somewhere alone he gives you one of his bugs so he can know you're safe. Anyone who even tries to harass or injure you is getting shot down immedietely. Losing you or you getting hurt is one of his biggest fears, and he'll never let that happen. You'll never feel unsafe when Shino is around

Rock Lee - All of Them

You can call this a cop out, but let's be real, Lee is the embodiment of EVERY love language. He never stops gushing to you about your beauty and skills, and screams how much he loves you from the rooftops. Anything you ask him to do will be done in record time perfectly. He loves to give you extravagent gifts for your anniversaries and random occasions. Spending time with you is his favorite thing in the world, especially when you train together. And physical touch? He is always happy to hug and kiss you all over. Lee is just full of love for you!! He knows he can be a bit overwhelming at times and will calm down if you tell him. He just is so grateful to have you in his life, and wants you to know that every day for the rest of your life

Neji Hyuga - Words of Affirmation

It may come as a shock to most due to his sharp tongue, but the way Neji shows his love is by words. To most he is aggressive and stand-offish, and ocassionally is to you too. It's just how he is unfortunately. But unlike with others, he is noticabely incredibly soft with you and is much more open. Neji isn't afraid to compliment how you look or give praise when you succeed at something. Even when he gets annoyed he doesn't raise his voice or throw insults at you, he stays respectful. The fact that he calls everyone an idiot except you says a whoooole lot about how he feels about you. Wear that honor with pride

Tenten - Quality Time

Tenten is pretty easy going and prefers a partner who is the same. Of course some spice and excitement is greatly welcomed, but at the end of the day she just wants to sit back and relax with her partner. So spending time together means a lot to her. She loves going on dates where you guys try something new (just no long hikes, please) but if needed will default to the local weapon museum. By the way, everytime one of you has to go on a mission, Tenten will act cool but will secretly pout the whole time until you meet up again

Gaara - Physical Touch

As he's grown, Gaara has turned into a real sweetheart. With you he is incredibly gentle and cares for you deeply. You are his treasure, you deserve the world. He still is dealing with social anxiety, and can be a bit awkward sometimes. But Gaara is always comfortable touching and holding you. His touches are gentle and kind, and sensual when he wants. He likes to give gentle kisses all over you throughout the day, and whenever he leaves for work he gives you a loving kiss before he leaves. Gaara also really values cuddling together. This man is touch starved like no one else, everytime you hold eachother he feels like a part of him is healing. Please reciprocate, he deserves it

Temari - Words of Affirmation

Temari is fiery as hell, and you knew that the moment you met. And her words are just as sharp! She isn't afraid to tell off people who annoy you guys (especially when you are on dates, they are DEAD). With you she is still mildly aggressive and intense, but in a more lighthearted way. She just gets so worried about you, she can't help herself from scolding you for being an idiot. Every word she says (positive or negative) comes from the heart. When you manage to not be a fool Temari is vocalising her approval and pride. Oh, and she has a habit of openly bragging about how amazing you are to your peers (much to your embarrassment)

Kankuro - Quality Time

This man is a teeeeeease (in a good way or bad way, your decision). He is constantly joking and making fun of you, reveling in your cute annoyance. He even likes to annoy you physically like blowing on your neck or pinching your butt. Kankuro is quite playful pretty much 95% of the time, but the other 5% he's actually quite sweet. Spending time with you is his favorite thing in the world! Yeah it's fun messing with you, but he likes to just have genuine connections and going on more mature dates. His favorite thing is dancing surprisingly, and he honestly is quite good. Holding you close and swaying makes him content ... Until he sneaks in one of his puppets halfway through, scaring the shit out of you in the process (he slept on the couch but it was worth it)

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Konoha 12 + Sand Siblings | Shinobi & Founders | Akatsuki

#Naruto #naruto headcanons #naruto imagines #naruto x reader #Naruto Uzumaki #Sasuke Uchiha #Sakura Haruno #Ino Yamanaka #Shikamaru Nara #Choji Akimichi #Hinata Hyuga #Kiba Inuzuka #Shino Aburame #Rock Lee #Neji Hyuga #Tenten #Gaara #Temari #Kankuro

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hachimitsu-rofu · 6 months

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Title: Random HCs Pairing: 「 Shikamaru x GN.Reader 」||「 Choji x GN.Reader 」「 Shino x GN.Reader 」||「 Naruto x GN.Reader 」「 Kankuro x GN.Reader 」||「 Kiba x GN.Reader 」 Plot: Some random relationship headcanons, reader is gender neutral as possible Warnings: N/A | Please notify if needed in ask format ’’’ ’’’ ’’’ Word Count: 3,087 Read Time: 11 minutes, 14 seconds ’’’ ’’’ ’’’ Author’s Note: Well I haven’t written anything in a hot moment, but here’s some headcanons I’ve had in my drafts for a while. If something needs to be tagged let me know! Anyways, please enjoy!

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「 Misc. HC’s 」

Nara, Shikamaru

☀ It’s already known he would be the best nap buddy. But you know what’s even better? Is he willingly, and I mean willingly! Stays up for you when you need him or want him to. (Although he’d much rather wrap himself in a blanket with you and call it a day.) But yeah. That five hour long play you want to go to? He’s up and paying attention the WHOLE damn time. Maybe complains a little, but he’s up! You need a study buddy? Well yeah- duh, he’s gonna help you with it. Though he will probably request a kiss here and there as payment though. Sparring partner? Also yes. Although he’ll try to end the session faster just so he can reap the reward of cuddling sooner.

☀ He is faithful but uh- he still does quite a bit of rubbernecking out in those streets. Man has eyes and he will be looking. Won’t touch the displays. So that is something if you’re wondering. He doesn’t feel very bad about it either because he doesn’t think much of it- and why should he if that’s all he’s doing. It’s not like he’s his old man who was actively partaking in his window shopping.

☀ When he first introduces you to his parents his mom is excited. Finally someone other than the Nara men she had be dealing with for so long! Not that she doesn’t love them that is. But when he sees how you and her interact he knows he made a good choice in calling you his. Which just inflates his already giant ego more.

☀ He doesn’t talk about it, nor does his own father, but he does have a mild form of depression. It sneaks up on him and he doesn’t ever know what to do with it or himself. In fact it makes him more down trotted since he knows how to handle or do so much else. What he does know is that when he’s in this slump and you are beside him. He will have his face in your chest (even if you don’t have much), a hand interlocking fingers with you, and a quiet breath. In short you are a peace for him during the storm. Allowing him a momentary retrieve.

"Tsk.” Shikamaru was ready for the session to be over with already. He wanted to curl up into a ball with you in bed. Yet here he was, bent over the kotatsu table with you, helping you study for this irritating exam. He knew you didn’t really need his help even though you insisted on it. Glancing up with his charcoal black eyes, Shikamaru looked at you and sighed. He didn’t want to admit it, he liked that you wanted him around so bad- made him feel needed even if it was for something so benign. That small smile creeping up on his face that he didn’t even notice until he could feel the dimples form against his cheek.

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Akimichi, Choji

☀ He would ditch spending time with Shikamaru to hang out with you if he could. Like he likes his best friend, but you? Opfh, he loves the fact you indulge in him for all that he is and could be.

☀ Yeah sure he loves to eat and cook with you-- but do you know what else he likes to do with you? Video Games, man has bought so many co-op games just to play them with you! When you two are both able to you’ll usually end up having at least one date night that consists of all game playing! Mixed with popcorn and sodas and also a dedicated wind down movie session for when the games get too heated or you guys get burnt out. Either way you usually end it at that.

☀ He likes working with his hands. Likes being able to mess with things physically. That’s why when he finds out there’s a pottery class he takes it up and makes you some cups, plates, and little knickknacks. If you have a favorite animal he’s making it, favorite color(s) will be used as paints, like plants? Babe guess what you got a new pot! Cooking? Man be building you plates and what not.

Let him show you he loves you with whatever he can build.

☀ Please let this man do your hair. Please, oh PLEASE, let him do your hair, (If you have any that is.) You won’t be disappointed at all with the magic he can weave. Man can do all kinds of braids and styles like it’s second nature! It kind of goes along with the whole- working with his hands thing. If you got curls (Such as 4C hair for example of this) he will give you some of the best hair care he can. When it’s time to wash out those curls, man is right there either to keep you company or to do the washing for you. He’ll wash them, dry them, and even willingly stand around for those long hours putting them into box braids. He’s committed to doing them right and does still try to be nice about it. If you often wear scarves/hijabs he’s going to try and learn how to knot and tie them into some faux hairstyles. He thinks he almost has a faux mohawk style down- but it’s still rather messy. But he does try! If you sport facial hair. Man is also going to help your trim and care for that too! He’ll help you scrub your face, put in that beard oil, and brush out any knots you might have! Plus he’ll help braid them to boot! If you don’t have hair then that’s also alright. Man will instead help you with your facial routines and scalp care. (If you shave it, he doesn’t get a single nick on your head that’ s how dedicated he is!) You’ll be delighted at the care he does with putting your lotion on your face. He will sneak a kiss in though.

☀ If it’s raining he’ll try to focus on putting the umbrella on you even if you insist that he keep it on him. He doesn’t care if he gets a cold from it, he just wants you to be covered. Besides, if he gets sick maybe you’ll take care of him. ☀ If you want to give him a treat that isn’t food related then a back massage would do best for him. You’d be surprised by how tense his muscles can get.

"AH! Y/N! Guess what!” Choji announces as he practically bursts through the front door with a bright eyed smile. Holding a delicately wrapped boxed to his side, bow and all. Only to present it to you like a child on their birthday receiving a gift themselves. “Go on! Open it! Take a look!” Practically beside himself with joy as he watches you take it from him. As if seeing you happy made him happy.

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Aburame, Shino

☀ He takes his time with introducing his partner(s) to his friends and family. He wants to be secure in knowing that whoever he’s bringing around will actually stick around. So if you meet his father in a proper introduction at home with the dinner and everything. Just know, he is very serious about you and he would hope you feel the same way too.

☀ Will usually seek you out to have lunch with you when he’s able. He likes having his meals with you so you two can talk about the recent events of the day and unwind a little before getting back to it. Although if either of you are unable to, due to schedule conflicts or what not. He’ll ultimately send one of his insects to just hang around you- with your knowledge of course.

He finds tracking his partner without their knowledge to be quite a disrespectful thing to do. You should trust your partner after all.

☀ He isn’t the type to argue even with his petty instincts kicking in. He’ll only actively argue with you if the stakes are high and even then he’ll try his best not to let it get to him. He loves you and wants to handle things like adults.

☀ He will suggest you two do a class of some sort together! Just to have more quality time together despite any busy schedules either of you may have. Personally he’ll point out a sewing, knitting, or possibly some jewelry making. Just because that’s something you two could easily do at home as well! Not only that, if you do decide to make jewelry together you could always gift each other something to wear. Something you can keep on you to always know the other is there for you even when your thousands of miles apart.

☀ While he isn’t much for PDA (Public displays of affection) he still tries to keep a hand on you. This usually is touching the small of your back or hooking his pinky with yours. It’s stealthy and easy to hide, something that could be brushed off. This isn’t to say he’s embarrassed of you, he just get’s flustered easily when other’s point out his soft spot. Which is you.

Sitting under the umbrella covered garden table set, Shino fixed his usually closely held sunglasses onto his face. He was just enjoying the warmth of the spring sun on his, unusually, exposed skin. Allowing you to see the traces and trails of the small almost invisible scars of his body. It almost distracted you from noticing what was in his hands. A needle and thread, looping some beads together. The beads were in a colorful array with flowers and beetles. Looking up from his creation he caught your eyes. Smirking at you from the side of his closed lips.

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Uzumaki Naruto

☀ As we know the boy is actually good about taking care of plants! One could even say it’s a hobby of his! But what they don’t know is how many he grows just to gift to his partner. Yes, yes he grows his own favorites too. But if he knows his partner has a particular favorite- well then he is going to be growing a few bundles of them in his small apart. Just so he can have a piece of them around when they’re not available and something to gift them later when they come by. Although your smile is far more than enough of a reward for him to take in return.

☀ He’s a board game man and no one can convince me otherwise. Y’all got a closet full of them and come every Thursday night when you are both at home in the village you two will play. Sometimes you invite friends, other times it’s just you and him. It doesn’t really matter what you play together! He’s just happy to be with you.

☀ Yes, when he was younger he wasn’t the best at keeping tidy. But as he’s gotten older he’s gotten much better about it. Especially when he found out that you had a particular scent you liked to smell. It might be a little pricey but he’s going to grab the candle or the fabric softener, whatever it is. Though admittedly the first time he does this he might have gone overboard and nearly knocked himself out from the singular smell taking up the small, cramped space. After that he tried to keep it to one thing at a time. Changes it from item to item or space to space.

☀ Out of the Konoha boys Naruto is the best dancer. He knows how to move his body in tune with a beat. Combo that with his talk no jutsu and one could say he is a smooth criminal on that dance floor.

”Oooiii!” Blonde hair on end as he straightened his back out, arms crossed behind his head pulling his grey tee-shirt above his midriff only to fall and hide that golden trail once more. He had been sitting there on the cold hard floor. Papers scattered all over the small table before him. “Can’t we go get Ichiraku now? My eyes are about to fall out from all this stupid paper work.” He groaned, only to perk up and lean into the hand that found it’s way into his hair. Maybe it wasn’t so bad if it meant some affection.

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Kankuro

☀ Please let this man do your makeup. (If you do wear any of course. If you don’t, he’ll probably ask you at some point to let him try and put some on you. For practice reasons of course.) PLEASE. He’ll be so delighted, and chaotic, when you finally let him attempt it.

☀ He doesn’t look it but he is the type to find a copy of your favorite book and read it. In private of course. He doesn’t let you in on the fact that he now owns a copy, that he’s read every line that he could over and over again until he memorized it completely.

You won’t know it until he’s slipped in a line you yourself know by heart.

☀ Will puppy dog eye you with love when you’re not looking. He doesn’t even notice it. But he falls in love with you a bit more and more the longer you’re together. He’s the guy that will realize after YEARS of being with you that he loves you. That as time has passed as you two are holding hands as you walk through the market place it suddenly hits him how much you really do mean to him.

☀ While he’s not the marrying type his life and yours would be completely enwrapped in one another’s without the legality of it all. What is his is now yours. What is yours is his. You need not worry about his loyalty as he is all yours. Now if it’s that important to you he will propose and you’ll have the whole wedding and cake and what not. But just know. He doesn't want or need some silly paper to let you or others know he’s yours and you’re his. He just needs you in his home to share the good moments, the bad, and any others you’re willing to share. But also take note, his puppet will be in the front row somewhere.

☀ He likes to kiss the back of your neck when you sleep. A soft smile on his lips as he enjoys the feeling of you stirring underneath his hands. Something about the quiet of the room and you in his arms makes him so at peace. He can honestly say in those moments that he must’ve done something good to deserve you.

Kankuro tossed the water that pooled in his hands up and onto his face. Clearing up the debris of now shaven facial hair off with the leftover shaving cream he had applied earlier. Once down he grabbed the maroon colored hand towel, patting his face dry and further wiping anything off to ensure a clean canvas for his toxic face paint. “Hey dork! Hun’! BABY!” He shouted across the apartment to garner their attention. His head peaking out from the bathroom door frame to see them do the same from the living room. A look of bemusement written all over as his lips spread wide into a grin. “Chicken butt.” He snorted as they rolled their eyes and went back to what they were doing.

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Inuzuka, Kiba

☀ When he brought you home to officially meet his mom and sister. The man, well boy to them, tried so damn hard to tell them not to embarrass him in front of you. Practically threatened them not to do or say anything because he didn’t want to look like an idiot in front of you. They both chuckled and agreed. But what did he do when he brought you in? Tripped up over his own two feet and actually fell face first into a wet kibble bowl. Man is his own circus. But ultimately he is your clown.

☀ He’s a little insecure at times so watch out when he does get jealous. Because it’s a flip flop from being wildly accusative to wholeheartedly distant. Although if he see’s someone trying to hit on you. He’ll rush up right behind you, wrap an arm around you, and make it known that you and him are a serious thing. He knows it’s not attractive of him to do this. He’s gotten better about it the longer your relationship has gone on. It’s just that deep unsettling gut feeling he gets that maybe you’ll up and leave him without even a single note. Once they’re gone he becomes somber but quickly tries to pull it off by acting like the hot-headed idiot you love. He just doesn’t want to lose you.

☀ If he was a dog breed he would be a German Shepard, fierce and loyal but one of the more dramatic breeds out of the K-9 family.

☀ He and you will be getting matching necklaces. He needs it like the ring on your finger you’ll eventually be getting. Because, one might be shocked, he actually does want to settle down. Will he force you to have a wedding? Not at all, but he will be a bit heartbroken over it. It’s a big celebration of you two being together and officially tying your families into one after all. So if marriage isn’t for you he will at least ask you to wear a necklace of the Inuzuka clan marking.

"But babe!” The Inuzuka whined as he gripped his partner’s middle close to his face. Rubbing his nose into their clothes, catching their scent as he inhaled deeply and let out a loud disrupting huff. “Tsk,” His tongue clicked to his roof with an aggravated toss of his head onto their lap. Loosening his hold on them with a dramatic flair as he slipped onto the ground next to Akamaru. Who was none too please with his partner’s antics. “I want to go with you, what if someone tries to hit on you and whose gonna make you laugh like I do?” Kiba was being ever the silly dramatic at their friend’s night out. Not meaning any of it in a toxic manner, but more so to make his love chuckle.

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konohaforestfire · 1 year

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How he holds your hand pt. 1

blank period & up | minors dni

🚬Shikamaru

Shikamaru doesn't always hold your hand around others, but he will brush the back of his non-smoking hand brush against yours as he walks beside you.

At some point though (since he's secretly needy) he'll feel you're not 'keeping up' with him and slip your hand in his.

Definitely likes to lace your fingers together so he "doesn't lose you in the crowd" ... The crowd of 5 people on the entire block. Ok, sure. 🙄

If you're sitting with friends at a restaurant or bar, he also likes to play with your hand under the table.

He definitely links your hands again (his on top) and strokes your pinky with his thumb.

He likes to have just a bit of your attention at all times while he lazily chats with the group

And he definitely gives your hand a squeeze here and there when you're talking to someone else at the table.

🦴Kiba

Kiba barely holds your hand, you have to initiate hand holding with this man.

Now... On the other hand (get it) he is constantly touching you. There's always a hand on your back, your shoulder, his body is always smushed up against yours 😔

He loves throwing an arm around your shoulder to keep you close too. Usually he'll sniff at your hair then.

Or he's gently holding your bicep and dragging you places.

Kiba nuzzles your hair and face more than ever holding your hand

Okay there maybe some moments where he'll link his fingers with yours, but it's usually to hold you in place... If you catch my drift 👀

🍥Naruto

Naruto actively seeks affection and basks in it like the sun.

This man is always holding your hand, especially his real one, but if he has to he’ll hold your hand with his prosthetic. He might internally pout for a second.

He loves threading your fingers together, and giggles if you’re ever caught off guard by it.

Naruto will use that hand hold to pull you close for face kisses, smooching your nose, forehead and cheeks here and there.

He loves to in public take the hand he’s holding and kiss the back of it.

If you’re alone and he does this, he’ll look at you from down his nose bridge and you’re probably gonna get kissed within an inch of your life.

He likes to swing it as you walk, nothing too crazy but he enjoys the motion.

He’s also attempted to keep holding your hand while he gets something from his pocket.

If it’s winter he’s using your hands as his hand warmer, and sometimes takes both of your hands (giggling and mischievous of course) and uses them to rub his face warm.

Probably also while nuzzling his cold nose on your cheek as you giggled back and tried to pull away.

He may be Hokage now but it’s still going to be like you're still young.

🌑Sasuke

Now, Sasuke does hold hands... with the hand he has left.

It's just that he's so shy and desensitizing himself to affection that he's only gonna do it in private.

He'll be back home from his missions, and you're sitting on the couch and he'll easily slip his hand into yours while you watch the news.

Or while you catch up about how he's been.

Sometimes, like a skittish cat, he'll use that hand to tug you closer and initiate a cuddle.

He also likes to hold your hand late at night, after you're already tucked into bed and he's come home, taken a shower, and slips in behind you.

Sasuke will prop himself up awkwardly with his left shoulder blade and pull your hand up to kiss it.

Then move you so you're sleeping on top of him like a weighted blanket and hold your and his hand over your torso.

If he does happen to be home for a festival, though, especially a romantic one, he'll fight past his shyness and hold your hand as you walk around Konoha. He wants to be close to you, to always hold you; it's just hard still for him.

⏳Gaara

Of the touch-starved crew (Naruto, Sasuke, Gaara) he's got mixed reactions to hand holding and affection.

Side note to compare the three: Sasuke's trauma response was to reject affection. Naruto seeks it out explicitly and enjoys it, and Gaara did seek it out and he got hurt, so now he wants affection, but even as an adult, when he gets it, it's uncomfortable.

Gaara wants to hold your hand very badly.

Honestly, he'll find private moments to stand close to you, like brushing your hands together: But when it comes to sealing the deal, it's hard.

If he gently holds your hand, he's anxiety ridden about it. It's overwhelming.

If you try to hold his hand, even asking him and he says yes, he'll end up politely and quietly letting go after a bit.

It's entirely that he thinks if he seeks your affection and gets it, there will be some sort of catch.

That's not even the actual thought running in his head. It's that bits of affection have been so harshly taken away from him that the whole system feels unnatural.

Let him start with other types of affection, pressing your arms against each other on a lightning train ride to Konoha.

Letting him first get used to either of you resting your heads on the others shoulders

Even footsies is a better start. Hand holding will come; it'll just take time.

🧵Kankuro

Now Kankuro loves having your hand in his. It's probably because he uses his hands so much.

Also, he likes to use yours as a reference a lot, for his puppets.

In general he plays with, or sometimes gently prods at the joints in your fingers and hands, a lot.

He also loves kissing your fingertips. And when you're alone, lounging, he'll flop back dramatically and take your hand with him.

(possibly you might end up face first into his broad chest, too) and will nip and smooch each cute fingertip.

We all know he's kinda weird and silly and usually ends up licking them too. I'm sorry, it's true, okay?

He'll probably nip your wrists too and- damn how did you end up naked and post coitus, with Kankuro grinning triumphant?

#naruto headcanons #naruto x reader #kankuro x reader #kiba x reader #sasuke x reader #gaara x reader #;;handholding series #mdni #minors dni

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saigethearies · 1 year

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NARUTO BOYS + NO NUT NOVEMBER

content warning- suggestive so mdni! fr kids we’re talking about nutting here so pls skidaddle

kiba- loses by 12:30 AM on November 1st. swore up and down he was gonna succeed this year but then you hit him with a booty call a little past midnight and he’s like nvm nutting sounds great

naruto- lost because he didn’t understand what nnn actually meant. thought he had to go the whole month without eating peanuts and almonds, had no idea why everyone was making such a big deal out of it. didn’t find out what nnn truly was until he claimed he was winning while literally reeking of sex and kiba was standing there like 🧍🏻 boi wtf

sasuke- he wins because he has no sex drive, only a drive for revenge

shikamaru- wins because he’s lazy as hell and nutting requires effort LMFAO he was almost too happy to give it up for a month

sai- wins because mf has like no emotion he still doesn’t understand sex in general 😭

choji- loses because he’s never believed in limiting himself whether it be sex or food or whatever

shino- surprisingly he loses simply because he thinks the whole concept is stupid. shino is a man of science and understands he has ~needs~

neji- loses as well because he also believes nnn is ridiculous but also because you can’t tell me he isn’t a little slut on the dl

lee- wins so easily, views this as another rigorous training challenge to test his resilience lol

gaara- wins by default because he doesn’t know what sex is. Pls don’t tell him, temari and kankuro are still trying to figure out how to break the news 😭

kankuro- loses because he is a kinky little mf ain’t no way he was about to give up nutting for an entire month

#kiba x reader #kiba inuzuka #naruto #naruto uzumaki #sasuke uchiha #shikamaru nara #sai naruto #shino aburame #neji hyūga #rock lee #choji akimichi #sabaku no gaara #kankuro

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honeykngdom · 8 months

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the caretaker | iruka umino

Pairing: Iruka Umino x 19+f!reader Synopsis: It's particularly rainy that Sunday morning. You have places to be, and the rain certainly wasn't going to stop you - a pothole in the road might, however. How embarrassing, now you're late and wet. Oh, God, please tell me you didn't see that? WC: N/A - nothing but fluff. Word Count: 5.5k A/N: tbh I fell in love with the idea of iruka being soft and taking care of me, so I decided to write something to fulfil my own need since I couldn't find anything to scratch that itch. Reader is a Sarutobi bc the plot required it. If you liked reading my work, please know my requests are open & I offer taglists for new content I post! :)

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It was raining outside. Under any other circumstance, Iruka wouldn’t have minded. Except that it was cold, and wet, and it was Halloween. And normally, Iruka didn’t have arrangements for Halloween, so the terrible forecast wouldn’t have been a concern – except that he did this year, and the rain was impeding on those particular plans.

For the last two years, Halloween landed on a school day. For the most part, he was bogged down with lending an additional hand after class. In prior years, he didn’t bother to celebrate the holiday simply because he hadn’t had the time. It appeared that wasn’t a sufficient answer for Master Jiraiya.

The Sannin arrived in town just the night prior after a gruelling month of training with Naruto; he was dining at Ichiraku’s with Kakashi and Asuma. They feasted on ramen while Iruka listened to the tales of their various training. He was always impressed as a teacher of the Academy to listen to the growth and strength that students of his past accomplished in their own personal endeavours. Especially with Naruto. The boy was an enigma, Iruka decided, one he was keen on rooting for.

But no amount of compliments to Jiraiya and his masterful work with Naruto could spare Iruka from the dreaded conversation; what was going on for the holiday in the village? Iruka all but hung his head in his ramen bowl as the conversation around him ensued. It was unsurprising that Kakashi knew the goings-on of celebrations within the village; the man knew everything about everyone, for the most part. Asuma, not unlike Iruka, also didn’t typically partake in the festivities, but appeared rather intrigued at the prospect of joining his fellow comrades in a night of fun.

Iruka tried to avoid it; he was busy grading, preparing next week's lessons, and watering his plants – to no avail. Jiraiya all but insisted that Iruka join them for the evening. No if, ands, or buts about it. This brought Iruka to his current predicament. Not only did he have plans for the evening, it was also pouring with rain.

He watched the puddles from his perch on his small balcony attached to his second story apartment. The streets were painted a dark grey from the moisture, curbsides overflowing with an ongoing stream that seemed to come from and go nowhere in particular. The tea in his hand was far from serving its purpose of keeping him warm, which was a pity, given it was the last of his favourite herbal blend. Iruka signed petulantly, circling the remainder of the cup's contents in a slow motion.

When he heard the yelp, he nearly leaped from where he stood to the sound. Looking up to search the street once again, he noticed the laying figure of a young woman. From the way her wicker basket sat several feet away from her, Iruka determined she must have fallen in her travel. He watched her for a few moments, noticing that she was slow to rise to her feet. Ultimately, he decided if anything, he needed to ensure she wasn’t injured.

In your rush to make it to your aunt’s get together in time, you had stupidly forgotten to securely fasten one of the ankle straps on your rollerblades. Under normal conditions, it wouldn’t have proven to be too much of a problem; but when you’re speeding down the road and forget about the pothole just on the left hand side, it certainly can be.

You probably should’ve moved. You were in the middle of the street, after all. Sure, it was raining and there was likely no one coming that you could be a bother too, but nonetheless. You were laying in the dirty street. In a puddle. And you’re pretty sure your ankle would begin to swell just about any moment.

“Just great,” you muttered to yourself, unable to contain your annoyance any longer. It was nothing but obstacles since your eyes opened that morning. You ran out of your favourite tea blend, and in your search of finding something new to pair with your morning eggs, you burnt the last of them. You had no hot water when you went to shower – something that now seemed futile, given that your hair was soaked in rain water and mud. And, you were running late.

You heard the slam of a door followed by the approach of footsteps. You turned slowly, using your arms to push yourself up off the ground with a groan.

“Are you alright?”

Looking up, a gentleman stood above you with an umbrella in one hand and the other stretched out as an offer of help. He looked so comfortable in his training pants and turtleneck – comfortable and dry. You went to grab the hand he held out, and grimaced when you noticed the scrapes across your palm mixed with pieces of gravel.

“I’ve been better.” You conceded, brushing your hands across your pants as soon as you were standing upright. You noted a tear in the knee in one pant leg and frowned. “Thank you for coming to help me, though.” You turned to the man that was now bent over and collecting the various items that had fallen from your basket. Oh, no – the taiyaki! “My desserts!”

Rolling forward to grab the basket, the movement of your weight from one leg to the next sent a shooting pain throughout the entirety of your ankle and up the front of your leg. With a short cry, you went to collapse to the ground again, but found yourself caught by a pair of firm hands.

“Woah, easy! I think it’d be best if you get that ankle checked out.” Iruka felt horrible. There was something about the way your face broke at the sight of your soaked taiyaki that made him feel all the more guilty, although he hadn’t the faintest clue why he would. “Those are death traps you have strapped to your feet.”

You shot a look up at him. “They are not!”

“That so?” Iruka’s brow lifted in challenge, slowly removing his grip from your arms to allow you to steady yourself on your own feet. From the look of pain that pulled your brows together, he had proven his point. “It should be looked at.”

You sighed petulantly. Looking up at him now that the umbrella was situated over both of you, you allowed your brain a moment to register the man standing in front of you. You knew Iruka. You were only a few years his junior, so the pair of you never shared a class or completed any training together. But he was a familiar face, and a friendly one at that.

“I appreciate the concern, Iruka. But I’m actually running late.”

“I don’t think you understand,” he began, shaking his head slowly as he explained, “you’re not going to make it very far in this condition, and certainly not in this weather. Aren’t you in pain?”

Of course I’m in pain, you thought coarsely. “I promised my nephew taiyaki, I’m bringing him taiyaki.”

Iruka paused. As much as he wanted to argue that it was imperative you seek medical attention, he could appreciate that you felt you had a duty to fulfil. He often felt that same sense of duty when tending to his students. He took a moment to assess the situation, gnawing on the inside of his cheek while he processed.

“For Halloween?”

You nodded your head. “It’s his favourite holiday, and I love that he loves all things scary. I make him taiyaki every year and we eat it after we carve pumpkins.”

Iruka fell into silence again; the two of you stood under the shared umbrella surrounded by the pouring rain with your basket full of the ruined dessert hanging between the two of you in your hands. If you weren’t soaked to the bone, and your ankle wasn’t screaming with pain, it might have otherwise been quite a pleasant little moment.

Finally, Iruka spoke with an even and controlled tone. “I think it would be a good idea if you let someone take a look at your ankle. Besides, you can’t bring these to Konohamaru,” he held up one of the fish-shaped waffles between his fingers, “he’ll just come to the Academy tomorrow and tell everyone all about it. Do you want all the other youth to hear about how your taiyaki was soggy?”

Could this be considered blackmail? You wondered, skeptically eyeing him. Probably not. But he was making a good case, unfortunately.

“If I go to the clinic now, I can kiss the rest of my day goodbye.”

Iruka paused, pursing his lips together in a firm line; then he sighed. “I can take a look at your ankle for you.”

This time, you hesitated. You watched him for a long moment, searching his face for any indicator that he might be just saying that for the sake of being polite; but from where you stood, he appeared nothing if not sincere. While you didn’t entirely love the prospect of letting Iruka see your foot, there was still the matter of your wet clothing.

You grimaced. “I’m not sure.”

“At most, it’s probably a sprain. You can ice it for a bit and then I’ll wrap it for you.” He replied, his face remaining calm and even.

You looked down, tugging at the hem of your shirt. “I’m going to drag mud in.”

Iruka sighed. “Are you always this stubborn when offered help?”

You almost laughed. “Unfortunately. Bad habit, I guess.”

“How about this: I’ll help get you back home, that way you can change into something dry and then we can set you up with a temporary fix for your foot.”

Admittedly, that was a better option. The feeling of your pants clinging to your body from the rain was beginning to irritate you greatly, and you were itching to get out of these clothes. “Okay, that’s not a horrible idea.”

Iruka lifted the corner of his mouth in a half-grin, shifting the umbrella from one hand to the next. “Do you think you can manage if you hold onto me?”

You shrugged. “I guess we’ll find out.”

The pair of you only made it to the top of the hill and around the corner before you halted entirely and shook your head. If you lived closer, it may have been feasible, but you still had another eight minutes to go. No chance you’d make it. After another five minutes of arguing, Iruka opted to pull you onto his back. It was decided that it was the easiest option to get you back to your apartment without putting further strain on your ankle, all while keeping you both safe from the rain.

The short walk back to your home was quiet. Iruka needed to use both hands to hold you steady, leaving you in charge of keeping the umbrella upright and over the both of you. Sometime along the way, you became increasingly aware that you were soaking his clothing with your own — something you felt terribly for. You wanted to apologize for it, but you knew Iruka would shrug it off. Always the gentleman.

“Here, let me help you.” Iruka knelt down once you were safely concealed inside your apartment. Remnants of your baking clung to the air and the space was still warm. You watched as the man’s fingers worked to undo the straps on your rollerblades; you quickly placed a hand on the wall beside you to steady yourself when he loosened the laces. “Can you step out of them?”

Albeit painful, you did manage to remove your feet and place them flat on the floor. Iruka placed your rollerblades next to a pair of sneakers you had just to the left of your front door, then stood and immediately began removing his own footwear.

“Do you own a tensor bandage?” He inquired, placing his jacket on the hook next to the one you had opted to leave at home just twenty short minutes ago.

“Somewhere in the bathroom,” you pointed to the door across the way.

Iruka nodded once. “I’ll go look for it. You find something dry to change into.”

He left you where you stood and made his way across your tiny studio to where the bathroom was. He shut the door behind him, offering you a moment of privacy; it was when the door was closed and you were alone that you finally took a moment to process what was happening.

Six years ago, you would have simply died to have Iruka hold you close, in any regard. Thankfully, you no longer felt like your tongue was swollen every time he happened to say hello when passing by in the streets. Overtime, the silly school-girl crush dissipated into respect - a mutual respect. You weren’t entirely sure when it happened. Maybe after Konohamaru started at the academy.

Not wanting to waste any more time, you quickly rummaged through your closet for a pair of clean joggers and a matching sweater. Peeling the rain-soaked jeans from your legs was the least enjoyable part of the process, but one you were grateful for. The flesh of your thighs were so cold it felt as though it was being pricked by thousands of tiny needles.

By the time Iruka exited out of the bathroom, you were pulling your sweater over your head. He found the tensor bandage and was stretching it out between his hands, his eyes lifting up to meet yours from across the space. “You look more comfortable.” He smiled.

“I am,” you conceded with a nod and a smile in return, “thank you for getting me home. I’m sure you have better things to be doing with your afternoon.”

Iruka chuckled and shook his head. “No bother at all.” The man appeared sincere, coming to sit down next to you on the tiny loveseat nestled at the foot of your bed. He pursed his lips together tightly and patted his meaty thigh twice. “Alright, let’s take a look.”

Removing the sock from your foot was the last thing you had wanted to do, but it couldn’t be put off any longer. You gave a quiet sigh, then reached down to slip the material of your sock away from your foot. Iruka helped guide your ankle into place on his leg; he then spent a few moments surveying the tenderness, his fingers gently touching along the swollen area. He kissed his teeth, offering a slight ‘tut’.

“I think you may need something to help bring the swelling down.” He finally decided.

“I’ve got a bottle of painkillers up there.” You sighed, pointing over to the cabinets above your stove. “There’s also a bag of frozen vegetables in the freezer, could you grab it for me?”

Iruka was quick to retrieve the items; he filled a small glass with some tap water and made his way back over to the loveseat to sit next to you. He set two tablets into the palm of your hand and watched you throw them into the back of your mouth before he handed you the water to swallow them down. When he was sure you had taken them, he took the glass from your hand and placed it on the table in front of him before gingerly placing the frozen bag of peas over your ankle.

You couldn’t help but still feel embarrassed. Surely he had better things to do with his Sunday than play caretaker for you. “I’m so sorry.”

Surprised, Iruka looked over at you. “What are you apologizing for?”

You shrugged once. “This definitely isn’t the best way to spend an afternoon, let alone your Halloween.”

The smile that Iruka flashed at you was warm and comforting. “Trust me, this is more up my alley than going out to celebrate.”

You rolled your eyes. That felt hard to believe. “What, you don’t go out with Asuma and the others?”

This time, it was Iruka who looked embarrassed. He brought a hand up to rub the back of his neck in a guilty manner, his eyes slipping closed as his cheeks lifted in an innocent smile. “I have a great deal of respect for your brother,” he admitted, “but Jiraiya can certainly be a little enthusiastic. Large gatherings aren’t exactly my idea of a good time.”

You blinked twice, then snorted. “Are you scared of the jōnin, Iruka?”

“Absolutely not!”

“Master Jiraiya’s enthusiasm is not a good enough excuse to opt out of Halloween,” you retorted.

Iruka sighed. “What if I say something stupid?”

You couldn’t help but laugh again. What a silly thing to be worried about, given that your older brother had his own fair share of stupidity. However, you also knew that Asuma also held most people at arm's length at all times, and so the remainder of the village didn’t have the privilege of knowing the Asuma that your family did. For the most part, he was rough around the edges; most certainly the suffer in silence type. But over the last few years during his budding relationship with Kurenai, another side of him began to make its appearance. Someone softer, more tender.

“If that’s what you’re worried about, don’t.” You lamented. “People say stupid things when they’re halfway through a bottle of sake.”

The man next to you seemed to visibly relax. “I suppose you’re right.”

“Besides, if Master Jiraiya invited you, then you’d ought to be there. I don’t really think anyone in the village turns down a request from one of the Legendary Sannin.”

Iruka seemed to consider this. Admittedly, he would never let it be known that he just simply didn’t care for the antics of the holiday. In his youth, Halloween was the perfect day to plan for. He’d spend hours upon hours pulling together the most elaborate pranks; as responsibility came to the forefront, Iruka found that he spent less and less time giving a second thought about trivial things like holiday celebrations. Not having a family to celebrate with may have also played a part in that.

“What about you?”

Confused, you replied, “What about me?”

“Do you have any plans for the evening?” Iruka inquired, quickly followed by: “I mean, apart from trying to deliver moist desserts to a poor unsuspecting child?”

“To be fair, Konahamaru is expecting them.” You couldn’t help but snicker at his words. He was teasing you, and despite the fact the pair of you had not engaged in a steady conversation in almost four years, Iruka teasing you felt natural. As though he had been doing it his whole life. “But no, no plans. I probably would’ve been home after spending the afternoon with him and spent the evening watching a bad thriller and eating leftovers.”

“That doesn’t sound like an awful time.” He lied. Did she do this every year? Understandably, bringing sweets to your nephew seemed like a wholesome tradition – returning home like a hermit to indulge in the most basic and mundane of activities?

Well, Iruka couldn’t really judge. If he had it his way, he would be staying home tonight. Glancing down at your iced ankle, he decided if he was lucky enough, he could maybe weasel his way out of it.

You shrugged. “Not as fun as hanging out with my brother, I suppose.”

Iruka tensed, lifting his hand to the back of his neck to scratch the area lightly. It was still damp with rain from outside, but he was no longer cold. Actually, he noticed it was quite warm inside your studio. “Can I ask you a favour?”

“Anything.” It came out embarrassingly fast. You hoped he couldn’t see the heat creeping up your neck.

He appraised you for a long moment, then shook his head. “Nevermind. I couldn’t ask that of you.”

You decided not to press it any further; truthfully, you were a little annoyed. Now you were curious. What had he wanted to ask you? “I think I should probably wrap it now.”

Iruka nodded, dutifully tending to your ankle. Using both hands, he gently guided your foot from the table to his lap; he spent time examining the wound closely before unravelling the tensor bandage. He began at the base of your foot, then slowly brought it up in careful motions around your swollen ligament. When he was satisfied with his handiwork, he tucked the loose end of the bandage into one of the loops and repositioned the bag of frozen vegetables over your ankle.

“I appreciate you helping me,” you said after a moment. Admittedly, everything that happened to you up until this point should have had you in tears of frustration — nothing had gone right. Yet, from the moment Iruka joined you outside in the rain to offer you a helping hand, the anger began to melt away. Now, the only thing weighing on your mind was the fact Konohamaru would go his first Halloween in six years without you and your shared desserts. “It’s nice to have a friend.”

It sounded so foreign coming from your mouth, but you were sincere.

“I won’t keep you any longer.” You said suddenly, feeling silly for not sending him off sooner. “Wouldn’t want to keep Jiriya waiting, would you?”

Iruka sighed. “I suppose.” He was slow to move, staring down at his hands that rested in his lap for a few moments longer before he turned towards your body. “I have a few hours before I’m expected anywhere, and I think I should make sure you get something to eat first.”

“Iruka, I’m fine.” You assured him.

The man nodded in agreement, but remained seated. “I hear you, I just think Asuma may think differently of me if I were to head out without making sure you were set for the rest of the evening. What kind of a man would I be if I left you now?” He said it nonchalantly, but there was a heavy insinuation behind his words.

You sighed, “I highly doubt Asuma would care.”

Iruka looked pointedly at you, “Would Asuma do it?” He asked, waiting patiently for your answer. When you lowered your eyes to the table in front of you, the man next to you chuckled and nodded in satisfaction. Because he was right – Asuma wouldn’t have left anyone’s side without ensuring they had everything they needed. You chalked it up to the way you were raised; your father had been an attentive man, and your brother seemed to be following in his footsteps. “That’s what I thought.”

Unwilling to argue with him, you accepted defeat and leaned back into the cushions of your sofa. “Fine. If you feel you must,” you grumbled lowly, trying to sound annoyed albeit unsuccessfully – Iruka appeared amused – and folded your arms indignantly across your chest, “what were you thinking?”

The man simply smiled, pushing himself off the sofa to wander over to the pantry just next to your fridge. He spent a few moments browsing through the various items you had leftover in your fridge and cupboard, compiling a batch of ingredients onto the countertops.

He paused after a while, a sound of displeasure breaking the silence. “No eggs?”

Guilty, you sunk lower into the pillows. “I used my last two this morning.”

Iruka looked over his shoulder to where you sat. He didn’t appear to appreciate that answer, and after shutting the fridge door, he made his way over to where he had left his shoes by your front door.

“Where are you going?” You asked, embarrassed by how quickly it had come from your lips.

He looked over to you again, his expression blank as he responded. “Heading to the market, I need eggs.”

You looked over to where your bag sat at his feet and sat up. “I have some change in the front pocket —”

Iruka held up his hand to stop you. “Nonsense, I’ve got it.”

Iruka looked so out of place standing in the middle of your tiny kitchen. He towered over the top of the fridge, needing to bend considerably in order to investigate its contents. His shoulders and back flexed with every movement; you found yourself mesmerized as he diligently diced the veggies into fine slices, absolutely enamoured with the current visual taking place. Admittedly, you never wanted it to end. For a moment, you allowed yourself to live in delusion. Having Iruka up close and personal like this made you long for something more permanent.

An hour later, Iruka set down a large bowl overflowing with a heaping pile of steaming deliciousness. “Tantanmen is served!”

You watched as he sat down across from you, noting the way he left his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and kept the apron around his waist. It was amusing to see Iruka so domestic; you only knew him as a prankster growing up, and in his later years, as a dutiful and dedicated teacher. To see him in any other light was strange, and yet, still refreshing.

“It looks incredible,” you couldn’t lie even if you wanted to. The scents that now filled your apartment had you practically drooling by the time dinner was ready.

“I wasn’t sure how much spice you could handle, so I went a little easy on yours.” He admitted, watching you intently as you took the first bite. When you closed your eyes and hummed in delight, his mouth broke open into a wide-toothed grin.

“It’s delicious.” You claimed, happily digging in for a second bite. “Wish I could cook like this.”

“Asuma doesn’t bother to teach you?” He inquired.

You shrugged. “When we were younger, sure. But, it’s been sixteen years since our mom died. I can’t imagine he remembers all of her recipes.”

Iruka hesitated with his next question. “Do you remember much of her? Your mom?”

“No.” You frowned, pushing the noodles around in the broth. “I was six when she was killed. Most of any memories that I have of her include watching her practice medical ninjutsu, more so when Kushina was pregnant.”

“That’s right,” Iruka nodded, “I had forgotten Biwako was one of Kushina’s midwives.”

You sat back, staring down into your bowl of ramen. “Seems like so long ago, when you consider everything.”

The man pursed his lips, watching you quietly for a moment before he leaned forward onto the table. “Do you ever think about following in her footsteps?”

You smiled, mostly to yourself. “Sometimes. I’m a fair kunoichi, don’t get me wrong. I’m just not sure if maternal practice is the best suited for me.”

Iruka nodded. “You mean that you prefer to be in the field.”

You shrugged sheepishly, meeting his gaze. “I blame Asuma for that. Reckless as he is, he may as well have his own team of medical-kunoichi.” You sighed deeply, dropping your eyes. “Not that I’ve been out in a while. Since my old man died, well . . .” you trailed off, chewing on the inside of your cheek.

“No one thinks any less of you, if that’s what you’re implying.”

“I’d like to say I believe you,” you mumbled dryly, “but people treat me differently now that he’s gone. Not bad, but almost like they feel bad for me. Like I need their pity.”

Iruka folded his arms on the table, “I hardly think anyone pity’s you. You’re a Sarutobi, for God’s sake.”

“Sure feels like it.” Now you just felt silly, pouting at your grown age like this. In front of Iruka, nonetheless.

The man across from you sighed, unsure of how else he could comfort you. Iruka had watched you train plenty of times; from his classroom at the Academy, he had the perfect view of a few of the training fields that chūnin and jōnin gathered at to practice. He would be lying if he said he didn’t watch Asuma help you work on your hand signals from time to time, or that he found it amusing when you became frustrated.

“You’re stronger than you give yourself credit for,” he said after a while of silence. The softness of his voice surprised you. “I know that living this life can be difficult for most, but I would like to think that your father and mother wouldn’t want you to feel like this. Hiruzen spoke about the will of fire so often, I felt like I needed to make it my personal mission to ignite it within the youth of our village.

Sometimes I forget about how much will the rest of us harbour. I see it in Asuma everyday. I see it in Kakashi, and even Naruto and Shikamaru. They show up for their teammates and their friends every day, they make the choice to continue to aid the community and village in their own unique ways. Whether that be through completing missions at the benefit of protecting the village, or through enhancing their own strengths with vigorous training. It exists in all of us, and undoubtedly within you, too.”

Unable to hide the blood that rushed to your cheeks, you looked down into your bowl and moved around the noodles. Iruka was right. Maybe you did need to stop being so hard on yourself.

The pair of you sat across from each other for at least another hour or two before either of you realized the sun was setting behind the tops of the apartments; the rain had cleared, but the streets remained damp with puddles. A part of you was a little disappointed the afternoon had flown by so quickly. Spending time with Iruka turned out to be incredibly relaxing, and it turned out the two of you had a lot more in common than you previously thought.

You decided that you liked the way he smiled with his eyes. You liked the way the area around them crinkled whenever he lifted his lips into a grin. His hair was beginning to fall in stray strands from his neatly formed ponytail, and while you didn’t understand the logic, it made him all the more human. Intimate, even. Iruka was always seen pulled together, despite working closely with some of the most rambunctious youth the village had ever seen. Even during his sparring matches, a single hair never fell out of place.

The broad shouldered man was leaning into the counter as he washed the small batch of dishes you had accumulated throughout the day. You told him to leave them and protested profusely, but he waved you away with a laugh in reassurance.

“Are you going to end up meeting with Asuma and the others?” You asked after a few minutes of silence.

“Why don’t you come with me?” He asked in return, turning away from the sink. “I’m sure no one would mind.”

You almost laughed in disbelief. “I wasn’t necessarily invited.”

Iruka shrugged nonchalantly. “I fail to see the problem. Like you just said, Asuma’s going.”

You thought about it. Surely you would get some grief about not making it to see Konohamaru, but being able to join your brother and his friends in the festivities. Not that Asuma would truly care — if anything, you were more concerned about how he may react to seeing you in a bandage. Protective as ever, Asuma was.

“Should I really be walking around just yet?” You wondered, looking down at your ankle with uncertainty.

Iruka wiped his hands on a small towelette, his head tilting to the side as he appraised you for a brief moment. Then, he replied, “If it gets to be too much, I will carry you home.”

From the definitive look in his gaze, you could tell he was sincere. You felt like you had no other choice but to chalk it up to the simple fact Iruka didn’t want to attend this gathering any more than you did, but a small, miniscule part you really wanted it to be because he enjoyed spending time with you.

“You’ll carry me all the way back?”

He nodded once. “And you can always lean on me if you need to take a load off, though, I imagine we will be able to sit.”

We will. It may have been wishful thinking, but you wanted to believe that meant he would stay by your side the rest of the night. Suddenly excited with the prospect of spending the remainder of your evening with him, you finally decided to nod and brace your hands on your knees.

“Alright. I’ve just got one more favour to ask before we head out anywhere, though.” You admitted sheepishly, looking sideways at him.

He only chuckled, something that always sounded carefree. “Name it.”

“I may need help changing into something a little less … casual.”

This time, it was Iruka who appeared to scramble to hide blush that creeped into his own cheeks. Flustered, he nodded but for the first time, suddenly looked completely frozen.

“Don’t worry,” you giggled, noticing the way he gulped noticeably when you began to unzip your sweater, “I won’t tell Asuma that you had a peek.”

#umino iruka #iruka umino #iruka x reader #iruka umino x reader #iruka umino drabble #sarutobi reader #asuma sarutobi #sarutobi asuma #lmk if you have any other iruka things you'd like to read!#I'm always looking for soft boi headcanons and drabbles to write >.<#will also write for kakashi; naruto; kiba; shikamaru; kankuro; and asuma!#feel free to send me requests for any of those 7 and I am all yours!

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swagatron9 · 2 years

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Pairings: Kiba x fem!reader. Kankuro x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, threesome

Summary: threesome. That’s all.

The overwhelming feeling of constant pleasure made your body feel all kinds of ways. When one fucked in, the other pulled out and so forth. First your body felt as if it was burning, your face was heated up from attention you were receiving from both shinobis. Then as time past on your body began to feel weak.

Your arms were tired from holding yourself up on Kankuros chest. You were sandwiched between both boys, Kankuro on the bottom and Kiba on the top. Of course with Kibas level of stamina he was placed on top where he had most of the action. This didn’t stop Kankuro though.

Eventually Kankuro grew tired of watching you struggle to hold yourself up against him and decided to use his chakra strings to push you up. Your body felt wobbly as you felt the chakra energy hold you up and you weren’t sure what do with your hands, but immense pleasure you felt after it was enough to make you forget.

With a better angle and higher leverage, Kankuro was able to use longer and harder thrusts as he fucked up into your ass. His lower body was held up by his legs as he thrusted upwards towards you, his hands wrapping around your waist as a way to make you seem closer.

On the other side, Kiba had dropped down so his hands rest against the bed, this caused you to fall back down against Kabkuros sweaty chest and pin you between both boys.

Kibas thrusts were relentless as he chased for his pent up release. His breathing was loud and heavy in your ear as he breathed through clenched teeth. Every now and then he would let out quiet growls that sent shivers down your spine as you thought about him groaning in your ear. The sounds that Kiba and Kankuro let out were enough to make you cum without any action and you weren’t afraid to admit that.

These boys were going to be the end of you.

#kiba inuzuka #kankuro #naruto #naruto imagines #naruto smut #Kiba Inuzuka smut #Kiba Inuzuka x reader #naruto Kankuro #Kankuro x reader #Kankuro smut #naruto x reader #shinobi #smut #x reader #fanfic #ninja

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nejigirl5 · 2 years

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Fall Series

I just looked at the date of my last posted piece and uh... it’s definitely been awhile, I feel like it was just yesterday I wrote that though. Anyways, seeing as fall is here tomorrow, I had a list of prompts for characters that I’ve been wanting to write for... so...

My goal for this is to hit all the dates, so please wish my work ethic some luck! All Fem!Reader (though I can make versions with g/n pronouns if anyone wants... it’s all fluff). If anyone has any requests for fall pieces, lmk so I can write them (and add)! More pieces will also be put on later so it can go into November.

(10.18)Candy [Kankuro x Reader]; Fluff, Sand Siblings, Mean Kankuro, Chunin Exams Age -> Realization of feelings.

(11.5)Late Nights [Kiba x Reader]; Fluff, Studying, Roommate!Kiba, College-Age, Silly Arguments, Midterms, Modern AU, Best friends to Roommates to Lovers.

(10.31)Trick or Treat [Gaara x Reader]; Fluff, Kazekage Gaara (Older Teen; 18 or 19?), Obsessive Fangirls, Accidental Kiss, First Meeting.

(11.3)Take a Break [Shisui x Reader]; Fluff, Workaholic Shisui, Housewife!Reader, Apple picking, Making apple cider, Modern AU.

(10.20)Pumpkin Parade [Neji x Reader]; Fluff, Pumpkin Festival, Naruto Universe, Established Relationship (Marriage), Children, Boruto Time.

(10.23)Costumes [Kawaki x Reader]; (Request)Fluff, Jealousy, Boruto Age Characters, Slight bit of Angst, Happy Ending.

Other Projects:

(10.27)Something Missing [Momoshiki x Reader]; (Request)Fluff, Angst, Arranged Marriage, Royalty AU, Rude Momoshiki, Mentions of Death/Violence.

(TBD)I’ll Never Leave You: III [Neji x Reader]; Mentions of Death/Violence, Fluff, Mourning, Mid-20s Y/n, Happy Ending.

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aaizawashouta · 12 days

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Heatin' Up

pairing: frat!kiba x fem!reader

word count: 3.6k

summary: kiba and his famous beer pong partner finally do the dirty. (modern!au)

warnings: smut (18+, minors dni) oral f and m receiving, p in v, cream pie.

a/n: it's me, hi. this was long over due. i love them your honor.

→ Wyd later?

You could feel the disgust on your face. It never ceases to amaze you how much of a fuckboy he could be. No wonder he was in a frat. What did this make you? His booty call? Ugh, you’re the only one who would ever answer him on such short notice. Your nails tapped against your phone as you contemplated your answer.

→ Party @ the house

→ Got your fav

What did he think you are? Some schmuck? As if your favorite drink would be enough to pull you from the comfort of your room. But then you hear the giggling. Your roommates are never quiet, and you know their habits. Especially when you hear Shikamaru’s name dropped. Ino’s been trying to get into his pants for weeks. Sighing, you push your blankets off your lap, knowing you're in a losing situation.

The girls barge into your room, animatedly talking over one another. You get the jist, which you already knew. Sakura eyes you suspiciously when you don’t fight them on coming along. Ino’s already tearing into your closet. You pinch the side of your thigh to keep yourself from freaking out.

“We promise,” Ino says as she coats your lashes in mascara. “We won’t leave your side.”

It’s a lie, it always is. They always abandon you at some point. Not that it matters. Because there is one who always sniffs you out. You couldn’t hide from him even if you wanted to.

→ you comin?

I’ll be there! Find me xoxo ←

It was a new world record. You’d lost sight of your roommates the moment you walked in. Not all that bummed about it, you headed to the kitchen. You had been promised your favorite drink. Gaara and Kankuro are stationed in the kitchen. Their only job is to make sure that the drinks stay clean. A shutter rushes over you as you think about how the house had been your freshman year. A hand rubs at your forearm, the pink and shiny scar a reminder of the hell that broke out that night. Grabbing your drink, Gaara pops the cap off for you, smiling as you take a much needed drink. The latter gives you a wink accompanied by a smirk. You flash them a smile before braving the rest of the party.

You hear him before you see him. Laughter and sharp words greet you when you step out into the backyard. There’s a bonfire, most of your friend group sits around it. Naruto and Kiba are bickering, both hotheaded and passionate about their beliefs. You can’t make out what it is exactly they're arguing about, you just hope it isn’t something stupid. Taking another swig of your drink, eyes cast down to watch your steps, a large hand wraps around your arm. You glance up to see Kiba. His large frame blocking out the light from the fire, but his grin still lights up his face.

“There she is,”

“I told you I was coming.”

“Thought you got lost when your dumbass friends walked out here without you.”

Well, he’s not wrong is he? He had some faith in you, though, given he didn’t come hunt you down himself. But now that he has you, he isn’t letting you go. Time moves quickly whenever you’re with Kiba. One drink turns into two, and two into three.

“Hey, the pong table is open!”

You yelp when you're yanked from your seat, tripping over your own feet as you're dragged back into the house. “Game face on, baby. We got a table to dominate.”

It’s never been like this intense before. Sweat drips down your neck. You’ve stripped down every layer while still remaining decent. Not everybody at this party needs to see you in your undies. Goosebumps breakout on your skin when a deep sigh comes from behind you. Nerves? Not a thing. Anxiety never seems to dig its claws in you. The only thing that ever sets you off is the impatient man behind you breathing down your neck.

This is the last shot of the game. The make or break of your winning sweep. You and Kiba always dominate the pong table, but tonight is something special. Or it could be. If only he’d take a step back and let you fucking breathe.

Slowly you turn, head tilting to clash gazes with familiar amusement. His brows shoot up into his headband, actually your headband – it’s your favorite color. He’s shirtless, when the hell did that happen? Probably started stripping down when you did. Jeans hanging low on his hips, the band of his underwear playing with the dark hair of his happy trail. His sneakers are toe to toe with your bare feet. It’s almost like a superstition. Or maybe because playing beer pong in high heels isn’t a smart idea. For you, anyway.

“Are you going to throw?”

“Are you going to let me breathe?”

His grin takes on a wolfish form as he steps into your space. Always by your side, never more than an arms length away. If anyone knows how to push your buttons it’s Kiba. If there’s anyone who isn’t afraid of pushing your buttons, it’s Kiba. You’ve been giving him a lot of slack lately. No pushback for all the bullshit he throws your way. Your lips purse, lifting your foot you step on the toes of his shoes.

“Bro, what the fuck.”

“Back away, Inuzuka. Wouldn’t want to scuff up those kicks.”

Your lips twitch when he huffs out a humorless laugh. As if he’s surprised by your audacity. Kiba takes a step back, his jaw clenching when you refuse to pick up your foot. Yeah, the fucking audacity.

“You’re mean.”

“You’re messing up my game.”

“Are you even playing anymore?”

You look behind you with a sneer on your face. Naruto and Lee stand there – Lee literally vibrating from all the energy drinks he’s had. Naruto rolls his shoulders, pinning you and Kiba with a bored look.

“Why? Want me to kick your ass that bad, huh?”

The group watching laughs, causing you to smile. Naruto gives you the bird before pouting. Another swig of your drink down and your shoulders loosen. Warm hands land on your waist, lips brushing against your ear.

“Nothing but water, baby.”

“This is the winning shot, what do I get if I make it?”

There isn’t a doubt you’ll make it. You’re gloating now. A wide grin eating up your face as you roll the ball through your fingers.

“When’d you turn into a scammer? That’s easy fucking money. Everyone here knows you’ll make the shot.”

“What are you willing to hand over, Kiba?”

He’s silent, debating. You quirk an eyebrow as you stare up at him over your shoulder, intrigued by the wheels turning in his head. He sighs, fingers digging into your sides. “Throw the damn ball.”

You can’t help but snort. It’s not rocket science, beer pong. It’s technique, all in the wrist. But don’t tell any of the meatheads that. God forbid you figured out how to beat the frat bros at their own game. Which you do every time you play. Taking a deep breath you position yourself, aiming. The hoots and hollers quiet down as you look from the red solo cup to Kiba. He’s beaming; smirk showing off a sharp fang. Slightly threatening, but boyish all the same. It’s a clean shot – you sink it without even looking.

The pride that flares in Kiba’s eyes sends heat through you. There isn’t a moment to think about it before he’s rushing you. In an instant you’re off your feet, a screech leaving you as you hastily wrap your arms around his neck.

“Hell yeah, that’s my girl.”

Your teeth bite into your cheek to hold back your whimper. This isn’t the first time he’s said something like that. How easily he calls you pet names and claims you as his. He’s known you since you were a gap toothed little kid with knobby knees. The only one mean enough to put Kiba in his place when his mouth got away from him.

“Ki, you’re making me dizzy.”

He grumbles but lets you down. Not bothering to move away his chest brushing against your back with every breath. Not like you mind. You’ve never been one to shy away from Kiba. He invades your space, your mind, your dreams.

“It’s not fair.” Naruto complains, downing another cup of cheap beer. “I want her as my partner in the next game.”

Kiba’s grip on your waist tightens when he looks over your shoulder towards the blond. “Over my dead fucking body. She’s mine.”

Snickering from beside you catches your attention. Ino and Sakura sit with their drinks trying to hide their smug looks. Oh yeah, you’ll never hear the end of it. They’ve been trying to set you and Kiba up for a while now. You don’t ever encourage their meddling, but you don’t put a stop to it either. Because there is a big part of you that wonders. It’s your little secret if the part that wonders happens late at night with your fingers buried deep between your legs. No one has to know.

“What the fuck are you snickering for? Not like anyone wants you.”

The drink you’re holding gets slammed down on the table. Kiba pulls you into him as you choke on the liquid. You’re trying to breathe, but your laughter keeps bubbling up, making it hard. Large palms run up and down your spine, a soothing gesture. Finally gulping in some air you flash Kiba an appreciative smile.

He’s got a look in his eye, one you’ve never seen before. Goosebumps erupt across your skin. His gaze takes you in from head to toe; it’s predatory, wild. The hand he used to sooth you is now gripping the back of your neck. Kiba pulls you close, head tilted down, nose brushing against your own. You’ve got to fight to keep your eyes from fluttering closed. Warm breath ghosts over your parted lips, waiting. You nod, barely visible, but Kiba catches it. Warm lips meet yours. Firm against your own, but not demanding. He’s holding back, not wanting to put on a show. You gasp when his tongue lightly brushes against your bottom lip, and then he’s gone. Pulling away, leaving you only a small taste.

Clearing your throat you pick up your discarded items. “I need to pee.”

“Sure, babe. Let’s go.”

A huff leaves your lips as you follow after him. His large frame breaks through the sea of people, keeping you from getting knocked around. It gets a beat quieter when you hit the stairs. Less people, less chatter. Kiba bangs on the bathroom door, giving no time before ripping it open. Covering your mouth so the embarrassed couple doesn’t see you laughing. The poor girl has no time to adjust her skirt before Kiba is manhandling them out of the way.

“Do your business.”

You wait a beat. “Get out.”

“Babe,”

“Kiba! I’m not peeing with you in here!”

“Nothing I haven’t seen before.”

That makes your temper flare. “Don’t compare me to your one night stands. You’ve only seen me naked in your dreams, but even that is lacking.”

In a blink of an eye he’s got you shoved against the counter. Hand wrapped around your throat, lips brushing over yours as he speaks. “Only because you won’t give it up.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

“You know me better than anybody. But sometimes, you’re so fucking blind it pisses me off.”

“I swear to god, Kiba, if you think you’re going to fuck me in this bathroom–” Your mouth snaps shut. You don’t even want to entertain that thought. But Kiba is grinning now, big and brilliant. A cat that got the cream. Makes you want to smack him.

“I knew it.” He whispers. “I knew you wanted me. Bet you touch that sweet pussy thinking of me, don’tcha sweetheart?”

No, absolutely not. You aren’t doing this. You manage to shove him away, a glare settling over your pretty features. You slam the bathroom door open ready to leave. You never really had to pee, you just needed a breather. Now here you are; stressed out and getting hornier by the second. But the chance to leave never comes. You never step out of the bathroom. Kiba takes this into his own hands –quite literally– and picks you up, tossing you over his shoulder.

“Fuck you, Inuzuka. Put me down!”

“Yeah, baby. That’s the plan.”

You can’t fight him. Can’t ignore the heat that spreads through you. Your thighs would be rubbing together if Kiba didn’t have a mean grip on them. So you hang there, blood rushing to your head as he enters his room. He tosses you on the bed, standing there staring at you with a hungry, desperate gaze while you get your bearings.

Grabbing your ankle Kiba drags you down the bed, smacking your thigh to get your attention. “Let’s go, baby girl. On your knees.”

“What?”

Kiba raises a brow. “On. Your. Knees.”

“You want me on my knees for you? You first.”

Hands grab at you, hastily undoing your pants before tugging them along with the black thong you wore down your legs. Kiba never takes his eyes off you as he tosses the clothes over his shoulder. His fingers tangle with yours, dragging your hand down your body, drawing your fingers up and down the seam between your legs, a sign you take to spread them. He doesn’t have to give you any more direction. Eagerly you dip a finger in, building up a pace before adding another. Placing one hand on a bare thigh, he holds you open, pushing his shoulders in between to get closer to you. A satisfied groan leaves you when he kisses your thigh. His teeth scrape over the sensitive flesh, a laugh rumbling in his chest when he notices your hand moving faster and faster the closer he gets to your core.

“Kiba,” you’re begging. Needy, and desperate.

His hand moves, expert fingers toying with your pert nipples. Back arching with each tug and twist. You’re mumbling–bite, bite, bite. With your own hand busy between your legs, Kiba pushes up on his elbows, licking a trail between the valley of your breasts before sucking one in his mouth. You whimper, hand now tangled in his hair, holding him tight as you push your tit into his mouth. He rolls it in his mouth, tongue flicking at it before sucking. Eyes wide, pupils blown out as he watches you teeter closer to the edge.

His hand trails down your stomach, fingers tracing over yours. A grunt escapes him when he realizes you’ve stopped moving it. He tsks at you, pulling himself away from your chest. “Don’t stop,” he commands, his hand gripping your now stilled hand and forcing your fingers back inside. No longer two deep, but three. He wants you stretched out and ready for him. He keeps his hand over yours, controlling the pace. ‘Come on sweetheart – fuck, like that.”

He watches you for a moment, before lowering himself back down. You jolt at the flat of his tongue running over your nipple. A low groan parting your lips when his teeth finally latch on to it. You’ve always been a sucker for pain. Especially with your nipples being as sensitive as they are. He could make you come just by playing with them alone. Dragging his teeth over the tender flesh, he flicks his tongue over it. How fast can he make you come like this? Applying more pressure to the hand between your legs, it's a race between your fingers and his tongue.

“Kiba, fuck.”

Your legs are trembling around him, your weight shifting back onto your toes. Chasing, chasing… Kiba bites down on your nipple, hard. You scream as your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave. You look so fucking pretty when your like this, basking in your orgasm glow.

Knowing that your legs are anything but steady, you roll off the bed, landing on all fours before crawling over to sit on your haunches before him. You look up at him expectantly, waiting for your next order. He smiles down at you. Hand cupping your cheek, thumb caressing your cheekbone, finding its way down to your bottom lip. He pulls on the tender flesh, watching as your lips part and your tongue automatically comes out. Waiting, hungry.

“Are you going to be nice?” You whine, scooting forward, wanting nothing more than the feel of his heavy cock on your tongue. “Good girl, baby. Take the whole thing.”

Both hands tangle in your hair. He doesn’t move an inch, letting you come to him. Your eyes prick with tears as he makes his way in. You love the stretch, no matter where it is. Slowly, slowly, you make until you're suffocating with his cock down your throat and your nose in his dark hair.

“That’s it — fuck, stay right there.”

His thighs twitch when you hum around him. Your mouth is so soft and warm, he could come right now if he really wanted to. But that’s not what he wants, not what you want. All of this is just foreplay. Because nothing will compare to when he’s got his cock in you and you’re begging him to fill you up, to use you. He’s been dreaming of that for years. His eyes roam all over you as he steadies his breathing, taking in the lewd scene that’s all you.

“You’re a goddamn daydream. You know that?”

Hand pushing on your head, you gag around him before quickly being pulled away. You brace yourself, letting him use your face for his pleasure. Tears stream down your cheeks, making your eyes sparkle. Cheeks hallowed, lips suctioning around him until he can’t take it anymore. Pulling himself out of your mouth, Kiba reaches down and wraps you up in arms only to turn and toss you on the bed. You’re pussy clenches around nothing when you see the feral look in his eyes. He’s grinning down at you, but it isn’t nice. He’s going to devour you whole. Crack open your ribs and feast on everything that you are, everything you have to offer. When he’s had his fill and he’s done, you’ll do nothing but say thank you.

“Spread those legs. I want that cunt.”

It’s your favorite part, when he first enters you. That first stretch, the feel of his cock making its way into you. He doesn’t know it yet, but you need to feel how much it hurts. Maybe your as fucking feral as he is.

He swiftly moves to his knees, a hand slides across your ass, slapping you just hard enough to leave a red handprint behind as he thrust deep, bottoming out. It’s a silent scream, no sound leaving you. He’s big, so big, and he’s filling you up to the brim. It hurts, and you’re loving every inch that stretches you out. Your knuckles turn white with each rough, hard thrust. He slides a hand up your stomach, between your breasts so his hand can wrap it around your throat. He loves watching you come undone around him, and he’ll never forget it either. Your cheeks are flushed, pupils blown with lust, and lips parted as each of your clipped breaths turn into whimpers.

“Babe,” he grits, hand tightening, cutting off a little more air, “you feel so fucking good.”

You stare back at him, feel as he moves to kneel on one knee, the angle shifting somewhere deeper inside of you. His teeth dig into your skin again, this time leaving bruises behind. It makes you whine. He thrusts harder, rougher until your hand is shooting out above your head, keeping you from hitting the headboard. He’s fully claiming you. Cock punching into the deepest part of you. Your head is empty, high in euphoria only Kiba can provide you. Words are pouring out of you, but you couldn’t understand what you were trying to say even if you wanted to. Whatever it is he wants to hear. Whatever keeps him close, keeps him inside of you. You never thought you’d get to be like this.

“Kiba, I–” you're cut off by a whimper when he reaches that hard to reach spot deep inside you. Over and over again, you feel it coming, your orgasm is going to come crashing down. You’re going to drown in it, and you don’t know if you’ll make it out unscathed.

“You going to come on my cock, baby?”

“Yes! Please, please, Kiba. Don’t stop. More, more, holy fuck,”

You come on his cock like a tidal wave, and when you collapse against the bed, your body trembles, heaving desperately for air. Kiba groans, pulling you up until you’re flush against him. His lips meet yours in a messy kiss, bucking his hips harder until he’s chasing his high right over the ledge with you.

“Good girl,” he praises, letting go of your throat. “Such a good girl for me.”

It’s quiet, apart from your labored breathing. Kiba’s thumb runs along your stomach where his hand rests. He’s laying halfway on you, head nuzzled into the crook of your neck. It’s a soft moment, one you don’t wish to break. But this time, you really do need to pee.

“Kiba,” he grumbles, digging deeper into the comfort you provide. “Ki, get up. I have to pee.”

He glances up at you, clearly fighting off a grin. “You gonna kick me out this time?”

“Kiba,” you warn.

“What? Ain’t nothin’ I haven’t seen before.”

“Fucking, hell, Inuzuka.”

He chuckles, lifting his weight off you. He smiles at your glare. Quietly you get dressed. Your hair stacked up on your head in a messy bun. There’s no saving your makeup. You wince at your reflection, seeing your lipstick smeared all over your mouth. Calloused fingers grip your chin, lifting your face so he can mesh his lips with yours.

“You’re a vision, sweetheart.” he murmurs against your lips. “Don’t think this was a one time thing.”

Your head tilts. “Oh yeah? You addicted now?”

“Don’t be stupid. I’ve been addicted to you my whole fucking life.”

“Are you going soft on me?”

He grins down at you. “Oh, baby. We’re just heatin’ up.”

#kiba inuzuka x reader #kiba x reader #kiba inuzuka x you #kiba x you #kiba smut #kiba inuzuka smut #kiba inuzuka one shot #naruto fanfiction

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leewritestoomuch · 26 days

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Hii!! I love your writing and was wondering if you could write something w the k13 + ss and whether or not they would catch you if you fell. Mybe also if you jumped into their arms, like that one trend a while back (like if they were holding something but you jump at them, what would they do)/and maybe how they are with trust falls!

Would they catch you if you fell?

This’ll be short and sweet

Naruto Uzumaki

He would catch you if you jumped, but he doesn’t even realize he did.

Then he’s confused because… what just happened?

He slowly puts you down

He’d always catch people in a trust fall too, but he can’t bring himself to fall back when doing a trust fall.

He wants to trust, but he can’t.

Sasuke Uchiha

Depends…

He might step out of the way if he’s not in a good mood or didn’t even process what you were doing.

If he likes you, he’ll likely catch you. Then complain.

Doesn’t trust anybody for a trust fall, but he’ll catch you if you do a trust fall.

Sakura Haruno

Catches you with full intention to do so.

She’ll hold you for a second cuz she’s strong and you don’t bother her.

When she does put you do, she asks what you did that for.

She’ll trust you for a trust fall. She doesn’t trust just anybody, so that’s a compliment.

And of course, she’ll catch you.

Sai

Catches you.

Tells you he read about something like this.

Tells you what it means.

If that’s not what you mean, or if it’s outlandish, you choose rather you slap him or explain to him how that’s not okay. Then probably slap him for his response (I don’t agree with slapping ppl, but canon typical violence guys)

He’ll catch you if you do a trust fall. Thinks it’s good for bonding so he’ll fall too!

Shikamaru Nara

Catches you, but is shocked and like “what??”

Puts you down like immediately.

Somewhere in there, he said “what a drag.”

He’s not doing a trust fall, he doesn’t care.

But if you screamed, “trust fall” and just fell back, he’ll catch you.

Choji Akimichi

Catches you without question. He didn’t fully realize what was going on, but he would do it over and purposely catch you too.

He will carry you around if you want afterwards.

Always catches you in a trust fall.

He trusts you and Shikamaru to catch him in a trust fall, but Shikamaru always loudly complains about it so more so you.

Ino Yamanaka

She catches you, but probably scolds you for just jumping on her.

Like give her some warning??

Especially if she had anything in her hands.

She can’t bring herself to fall back in a trust fall, even if she trusts the person. She’ll shout about not wanting to do it, but eventually she’ll do it to prove herself.

She always catches you, but some people will get dropped if they try.

Kiba Inuzuka

He probably does the same thing to you.

Like “CATCH ME” and a man that is way too big and buff is flying through the air, right at you.

So yeah he’d always catch you, but it comes with a cocky comment about how much you wanna be in his arms. Beware.

Randomly springs trust falls on everybody and gets pissed if they let him fall.

He will catch you.

Shino Aburame

He’ll catch you… but he’s so confused.

Don’t do that again…

He’s a little scared?

Might think something is wrong, but he kinda finds it cute when he finds out there is no real reason for it. Like you jumped in HIS arms? 🥹

He’s not up for the trust fall shit, but he’ll catch you if you do it anyways.

Hinata Hyuga

Catches you, but she is nervous and startled.

She probably says something heroic sounding like “I will never drop you.”

She’s sad when you get down out of her arms.

She’ll trust you in a trust fall and catch you too.

Neji Hyuga

Probably steps back and then gets just a little upset that he didn’t catch you, especially if you get hurt.

That or you knock you both down to the ground.

He’ll tell you that you shouldn’t have done that, but he’s sorry.

Same goes for trust falls.

He’s not doing them though, not unless you annoy him half to death to do it.

Rock Lee

He catches you enthusiastically, probably hugs you tightly too.

Now he’s got an idea, and next time, when you least expect it, he’s gonna do the same thing. He ends up knocking you both to the ground because at the speed he jumped, even if you catch him, you’re both going down…

Another type to scream “TRUST FALL!” And fall, and expect you to catch him. He will get up like nothing and say “let’s try again!” If you don’t catch him

He’ll always catch you though.

Tenten

Catches you and wraps her arms around you as she processes what you did.

She’s startled and maybe even a little alert, but when she pieces it together and realizes it’s you, she slowly puts you down.

She’s willing to do trust falls. She’ll catch you if you catch her. But if you prank her, she will give you that energy back.

Gaara of the Sand

He got startled and the sand blocked you…

He apologizes and probably lightly warns or scolds you about not jumping at him suddenly.

Tells you that you can try again.

He won’t do trust falls, but he’ll catch you with his sand if you do one.

Kankuro of the Sand

He let you fall.

Thought it’d be funny at first, but he’d feel like a total dickhead if you get hurt.

He won’t apologize though, but it’ll be obvious he regrets his decision.

Probably still tells you not to do sudden things like that, or more so, stop putting yourself in danger.

He’s not doing trust falls. If it’s the first time you attempt to jump or fall, again, he’s letting you fall.

Temari of the Sand

She’ll catch you, but immediately puts you down.

Tells you not to jump so suddenly.

Won’t do trust falls, even if she trusts you. Thinks it’s stupid and definitely not happening.

She’ll catch you though, then scold you for doing it.

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skyahri · 1 month

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I'm Ready Now |Sasuke X Reader| HC

Pairing: Sasuke Uchiha X Reeader

Summary: Modern AU. You and Sasuke are long-term friends. He's finally decided he's ready to be with you, but you had no idea what had been motivating him all along.

Warnings: Modern AU. Club scene. SFW.

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You've known Sasuke since high school.

You've stuck by him through everything- when his brother was arrested, when he hated everyone and everything, when he rebelled and became a sort of man whore junior year, and even now into adulthood after he simmered down.

But now he was acting odd, and you aren't the only one who's noticed.

Each of your mutual friends had come to you about Sasuke's subtle change in behavior over the past six or so months.

Sakura was the first to ask you about it, wondering if you had picked up on the shift in his demeanor. Then Ino, Sai, Kankuro, and so on.

The biggest change was his newfound confidence.

Not that he wasn't confident before, but this new wave was more... earned. He used to be so entitled and full of himself, so the maturity brought on by this change was refreshing.

You were going to ask Sasuke about it, but you couldn't find the right time.

He had recently taken over the family business, and it was taking up a lot of his time and energy.

When he was young, after his brother had killed their parents, the company was temporarily taken over by a team of advisors until Sasuke was deemed fit to run it.

After receiving his bachelor's in business management and going through several summers of internships, he was given control and promoted to CEO.

That was right around the time he had started to act out of the ordinary.

That's what brings us to today.

It's Saturday, aka the day the whole gang hangs out. Despite how busy Sasuke had become, he always made sure to prioritize it.

He claims it's because Naruto would throw a tantrum, which is true, but you all know he actually enjoys the time together even if he complains.

He'd come to pick you up, a normal occurrence since he had a car, and you did not.

Tonight, you were all meeting up at a club downtown.

The place is packed, but Kiba was able to reserve a table for everyone to sit at.

It was a bit crowded, but that's to be expected from forcing seventeen people into a twelve person booth.

You're a bit too close to Sasuke, but you don't mind. He's cool and comfortable, unlike some of the other men at the table, so it's not awkward.

He slides his arm along the back of the booth to give you a bit more room.

You notice his cologne, the same one he's worn for the past several years. You've always liked it and encouraged him early on to wear it more often.

Once sat, Naruto immediately ordered a round of shots for the table.

And then another.

And another.

With a little liquid courage, the girls had managed to drag their boyfriends to the dance floor.

It wasn't really your scene, so you opted to hang back with the more introverted members of the group: Shikamaru, Gaara, Shino, and Sasuke.

Hinata would've gladly stayed too, if not for Naruto literally dragging her along.

You were happily chatting with the guys before you were forced asked by Ino and Sakura to retrieve more drinks.

Sasuke offered to go with you since there was no way you could carry so many glasses.

The bartender was busy, so you two hung off to the side for a moment while the wave passed.

You decided now was the time to confront him about his change in behavior.

"You've been different lately."

"Different? How so?"

You narrowed your eyes at him. He was playing dumb, something he did often when trying to politely avoid a subject.

"I'm worried about you, you know. You're not the same Sasuke anymore."

"Is that such a bad thing?"

Ah, so he was plenty aware of it.

"Not necessarily. I just want to know whats going on with you. You can talk to me."

Sasuke thought for a moment. He was nervous, well as nervous as he could manage to be.

"I've inherited my family's company."

You looked at him confused.

"I have a degree, I own my apartment, I have a stable career. I have even cleared my family's name in the eyes of the public."

You just continued to look at him, more lost than you were a second ago. What was he getting at? Why would this be bothering him?

"I am finally a man worthy of even asking you for a chance."

Oh?

Oh.

Was he..? Did he really..?

"What?" It's all you can manage to get out.

"You deserve a good man who can provide you with a good life. I've worked hard these past few years to be that man, so I can ask for your hand."

You didn't know what to say. How could you after such a bold proclamation?

So you didn't say anything.

You just tilted your head up to kiss him.

It was perfect- your hands on his chest, one of his on your face, and the other sliding into your hair. The smell of his cologne and fabric of his black button-up.

His lips were surprisingly soft. He's a good kisser, but that's less surprising considering how often he'd gotten around in his youth.

You broke away, and your hands slid down so they could interlock with his.

"Sasuke," you'd stare at him softly, "You've always been a worthy man. Money and status don't change anything."

After that night, he stayed the same new Sasuke, but there was a more relaxed air to him.

You'd hoped to keep things under wraps for longer, but Naruto had apparently seen you guys kiss at the club, and news spread pretty fast after that.

Not that Sasuke minded, no. He liked being able to give you passing touches and brief kisses. He liked being able to look at you without suspicion.

Things were good now.

#sasuke uchiha #sasuke #naruto #naruto headcanons #naruto x reader #naruto shippuden #anime headcanons #anime #sasuke x reader #sasuke uchiha x reader #sasuke uchiha x you #reader insert #fanfiction #fanfic #sasuke fluff #sasuke uchiha fluff

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katsuyuswritings · 11 months

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— ᕦ kei ᕤ —

a lonely writer who has a few friends. asking for mutuals, also an employed attorney and has no social life 💗

— MALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

male; aether, dainslief, kaeya, diluc, albedo, venti, bennett, razor, mika, zhongli, chongyun, xingqiu, xiao, baizhu, tartaglia, itto, gorou, kazuha, heizou, ayato, thoma, alhaitham, kaveh, tighnari, cyno, capitano, dottore, pantalone, scaramouche/wanderer, lyney, neuvillette, freminet, wriosthley

naruto uzumaki/namikaze, sasuke uchiha, kakashi hatake, iruka umino, kotetsu, izumo, asuma sarutobi, sai yamanaka, shikamaru nara, choji akamichi, aburame shino, kiba inuzuka, kankuro, gaara, itachi uchiha, kisame, sasori, deidara, kakuzu, hidan, orochimaru, kabuto, jiraiya, minato namikaze, neji hyuga, zetsu, zabuza, haku yuki, suigetsu, juuga, maito gai, boruto uzumaki, mitsuki

saiki kusuo, kaidou shun, aren kuboyasu, toritsuka reita, nendou riki, hairo kineshi, makoto teruhashi

denji, aki, angel devil, shark devil (that's literally all)

aifuyo hime/yuzuki, renyue yuzuki, kōhaku hayashi, eijiro yuzuki, aoi hime, anh hyu, eugene hyu, feng xiang

— FEMALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

female: amber, fischl, noelle, mona, jean, lisa, eula, klee, barbara, xiangling, xinyan, yunjin, ganyu, keqing, shenhe, ningguang, beidou, qiqi, yaoyao, kuki, kujou sara, yae miko, raiden ei/shogun, raiden makoto, kokomi, ayaka, sayu, yoimiya, faruzan, layla, nilou, dori, dehya, candace, dunyarzad, focalors, navia, lynette, yuelin, tsaritsa, la signora, sandrone, arlecchino, columbina, raiden makoto

sakura haruno/uchiha, hinata hyuga/uzumaki, karin uzumaki, konan, kurenai sarutobi, hanabi hyuga, ino yamanaka, tsunade senju, temari nara, tenten, anko mitarashi, kushina uzumaki/namikaze, guren (mommy), himawari uzumaki, sarada uchiha

kokomi teruhashi, chiyo yumehara/teruhashi, kuriko/kusuko saiki, aiura mikoto, rifuta imu, mera chisato

power, makima, yuro, himeno

katsuyu yuzuki/hime, chiyo hime, shinkkami ayakemi-sanjin (teiko), kohari hayashi, mina noshiro, maikka yue, yan xiang

— ᕤ can request ᕦ —

smut, suggestive, angst and fluff

aged up characters smut/suggestive

child!reader x parent!character or vise versa

song related storyline

ships and oc x reader

— ᕦ can't request ᕤ —

minor character smut

oc x canon (I have my reasons)

weird shit like armpit kink and others (I don't wanna name them 😨)

Also I know most of y'all are minors... You can't hide from me

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hyuganejiswife · 2 years

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Naruto | Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Everyone is aged up

Gaara x GNReader | Why Do You Love Me?

Gaara x GNReader | Patient

Jiraiya x GNReader | Teddy Bear

Kakashi Hatake x GNReader | Drunk 🔞

Kankuro x GNReader | Puppet

Kankuro x GNReader | Favorite Person?

Kakashi Hatake x GNReader | Ladders

Kiba Inuzuka x GNReader | You Smell

Kiba Inuzuka x GNReader | Mine

Neji Hyuga x GNReader | Beauty

Rock Lee x GNReader | Only Mine

Sasuke Uchiha x GNReader | Trauma

Sasuke Uchiha x GNReader | Invisible

Shikamaru Nara x GNReader | Bummer

Shikamaru Nara x GNReader | A’Lil Bit Tipsy

Shikamaru Nara x GNReader | Ouch

Shino Aburame x GNReader | Dandelions | Part One | Part Two

Shino Aburame x GNReader | Bother

Kakashi Hatake | Dad!Headcanon

Orochimaru | Yandere!Headcanon

Sasuke Uchiha | BirthdayCelebration!Headcanon

SERIES

Out of My Mind | Masterlist | Shikamaru x Reader x Neji

#bleus masterlist #naruto x reader #naruto #Naruto fic #neji x reader #kiba x reader #sasuke #sasuke x reader #hinata x reader #shikamaru x reader #ino x reader #temari x reader

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animeomegas · 1 year

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Hey, I just read your Neji x male reader, Yours fic, it was so adorable!! It got me wondering if he or any other characters would've liked to be bridal carried across the threshold of the door by their Alpha? I feel like Naruto would find it fun, and maybe Iruka would too. Hmmm 🤔

Hey!! I'm really glad you liked it!! (although it is a gn!reader fic :D)

Hmm, who would like to be bridal carried through the door?

Would love it:

Naruto (Yes! He wants it so much!)

Chouji (He won't bring it up on his own, but he finds the idea fun.)

Lee (He'd want to go through the door twice, once you carrying him and once him carrying you XD)

Itachi (It's symbolic for him, leaving his old life and entering his new one!)

Is cool with it, if you want to:

Shikamaru (he's embarrassed by it and will sigh deeply, but still let you do it XD)

Kiba (It's not part of his clan's tradition, but if you want to, he's game! Will bite you while you do it though.)

Sai (Doesn't get why, but okay.)

Gaara (Thinks it could be fun! If you bring it up, he's happy to oblige.)

Would rather you didn't:

Sasuke (Raises an eyebrow at you and walks through the door lol.)

Neji (It makes him feel uncomfortable.)

Shino (unless it's really, really important to you, he'd rather not, he gets embarrassed.)

Kakashi (Judges you for asking lmao.)

Kankuro (Will also judge you, but will say tease you about it for your entire honeymoon. He'll be like "Wait!" and when you panic, he points at the doorway and says you'll have to carry him, because he's an asshole.)

#hcs #naruto #a/b/o #omegaverse #headcanons

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azurelyy · 2 years

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Could you do some NSFW KankuroxF!Reader? Bonus if it has anything with degradation, praise, or breeding kings. 🙏🏻

Hey, Anon! Thank you very much for the request. Writing this made me go absolutely carnal and it is very long... I am so sorry lmao.

Political Disclaimer - Please skip if you just want to get to the good stuff but I felt this was important to include. The overturn of Roe v. Wade is a decision this blogger disagrees with and if the subject matter of this fic offends you, please skip it. No kink shaming will be tolerated!

Title: Master of Puppets 🍋

Pairing: Kankuro x f!reader (Mentions Kiba, Sakura, Naruto, Shikamaru, Gaara)

Word Count: 5k (Again, I am so sorry lmao)

Warnings: NSFW, breeding, degradation, dumbification, unprotected sex, praise, oral (male/female receiving), soft dom!kankuro, choking, bondage, loss of control, mentions of alcohol/rec drug use, drunk reader, overstimulation

This was not how he was expecting the night to go. What he was expecting was for you to come home, either stoned or shitfaced or both, and to beg him with your pretty, pouty mouth to fuck you until dawn; to let him ravish every inch of you like the possession you were, to tie you beneath him until you were squealing from overstimulation, to groan out his name in gruff delight until your mind was completely destroyed from ecstasy.

It would have been such a good night, but you just had to go and be naughty. Kankuro watched you as you grinded against your best friend, your tiny dress slightly hiking up your thighs, your forehead glistening from sweat as you fully gave yourself to the music the way you gave yourself to him when he pinned your arms behind your back and drove you slowly out of your mind.

Your mouth was curved into a sly grin, innocent eyes locked onto Kiba, your head twisted showing off your lovely neck, making Kankuro want to shove his way through the droves of partying college students and mark your throat with his teeth. He watched you intently through the crowd, watched every curve of your body, every sway of your hips, every jiggle of your tits. His blood was coursing through him like a raging river, going straight from his brain to his groin, the heat pulsing his dick aggressively as his pants grew tighter.

Kiba moved his hands down the front of your body as you continued to wiggle your ass on his crotch, always such a little tease, when you finally made eye contact with your boyfriend from across the room, the little knowing glint causing Kankuro’s body to light on fire as you slowly closed your eyes and bit your bottom lip seductively, adjusting Kiba’s hands to be resting on your boobs. That’s it.

Kankuro shoved the stupid, drunk idiots blocking the path to the side and stormed toward you like a tornado, startled gasps and “watch it!”’s melding into the steady rhythm of the pop song playing in the background. Your eyes stayed locked on Kankuro’s as Kiba continued to breathe heavily onto your neck, hands roaming all along the front of your body. You smirked as Kankuro grabbed your wrist, his chestnut hair was styled the way you liked, all spikey and thick; his leather jacket was open, exposing his mesh undershirt that allowed you to see his abs and his taut chest. You hummed as you were slowly pulled off Kiba.

“Kankuro!” Kiba shouted. “My man! What are you doing here?”

“Yeah,” Your voice was slow and dumb, your tongue suddenly feeling numb. “I thought you and Gaara were hanging out?”

Kankuro gave you a look that you knew meant you had had way too much alcohol, a look of both concern and amusement, his midnight eyes scanning across your face with purpose. “We are.” He was talking at a normal volume, making it hard to hear over the booming music of the club. He nodded over to the bar, where you saw Gaara, Naruto, and Shikamaru all boozing and laughing. “But I didn’t realize this bar provided lap dances.” He pierced you with his dark gaze and it instantly sent any remaining blood in your brain straight to your needy pussy. You gulped down a mixture of fear and desire as he applied more pressure to your wrist, your pulse racing madly in between his fingers.

“Ooh, right,” Kiba drew out each vowel slowly. He was drunk too. You were all so, so helplessly drunk. “I forgot that Naruto called you guys.” Kiba shrugged and kept swaying all around, gravitating towards another woman on the dance floor beside him. Kankuro smirked. I’ve got the hottest chick in here, no doubt about that; even if she’s stupid drunk.

“Yes!” Kankuro turned to see Sakura shoving her way across the dance floor, stopping when her gaze landed on him, two big mixed drinks in her hands. “Kankuro? Aren’t you supposed to be with Gaara?” Kankuro gave an exasperated sigh and used his free hand to smack his forehead. Was he the only one with brains left in this establishment?

“Did you not see all of them at the bar?” He asked.

Sakura moved her head slowly, looking at the bar for an amount of time that let Kankuro know her reflexes were most definitely inhibited, before she let out a sound of acknowledgement and connected her eyes back to him.

“Right,” She said thickly, shrugging. She moved her eyes onto you and squealed in excitement and shouted your name. “C’mon, let’s dance! I love this song!”

Kankuro studied your face intently. Your mouth was pursed and your eyes were in a far away land, dazed and blank. Your pulse was racing in your veins and your forehead was covered in cute beads of sweat that streaked down your face and onto your pretty jaw. You looked over at him with dilated pupils, a look that said please save me, causing his heart to skip a beat in his chest as he gently wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

“Do you want to dance with her, love?” He whispered, his hot breath tickling your ear.

You shook your head, stray strands of hair flowing around your beautiful face, and your body wobbled slightly. Kankuro steadied you with his arm as you pressed your face into the crook of his neck in an attempt to hide from the world, gripping onto the edge of his jacket gently. He chuckled and kissed the top of your head.

“I’m going to take her home,” Kankuro stated as Sakura now danced with Kiba. They both acknowledged him with a small nod before being engulfed in the crowd.

Kankuro held your hand in his and guided you through the maze of the dance floor, hot bodies bumping against you and trying to get around you, but he held your hand firmly and ensured you didn’t get lost. You emerged from the crowd, the room seeming smaller and more intimate now that you were finally freed from the dance floor as he guided you over to the bar.

“Hey,” His voice was so far away against the music that you felt like you were in a dream. The men turned to acknowledge the two of you, their faces tinted pink from the burning booze. They all gave you their own wry smile. “I’m taking her home. I’ll see you guys tomorrow. Gaara,” Kankuro turned to put his free hand on his brothers’ shoulder. “You good?”

Gaara smiled smally and nodded. “Yes, Kankuro,” He glanced at Naruto. “I’m always good when I am around friends.”

“Aww,” You slurred, making everyone turn to look at you again. “Gaara! That’s so sweet!” You felt like you were melting into a puddle of joy as each man gave you their own version of a look of bewilderment. Kankuro pulled you closer to the bar and you heard him give the bartender your last name. You glanced around the room and your head started pounding as dazzling blurs of colors whirled all around you. Kankuro finished signing a receipt before pocketing a card, taking your hand once again and guiding you from the bar.

The outside of the club was absolutely freezing and your teeth instantly began to chatter excessively. You pushed yourself into your boyfriend for warmth and felt him shuffle before wrapping his jacket around your arms. You glanced toward him and he tapped your nose lightly with his index finger, making your heart grow wings and flutter away like a butterfly.

“But, Kuro-”

“I’ll be fine, love.” He wrapped his arm around you again and guided you back home through the dimly lit streets. The walk was quiet, your brain still banging in your skull as you started to sober up. The cold air clawed at your skin, cutting its way through your body due to your unseasonable wardrobe choices, the only warmth provided by Kankuro and his jacket.

“I love you, Kuro,” You murmured as he continued to rub your shoulders gently, his smokey cologne reminiscent of a warm bonfire in summer. You reached your front door and he pulled your wristlet from you and searched through it for your keys, unlocking the door and stepping aside for you to enter first, his hand on the small of your back as he guided you straight to the bathroom.

“I love you too, puppet,” He kissed the tip of your nose and lifted you up by your thighs so you were now sitting on the counter. “Now, where is your face wash… hm…” He began rummaging through your bathroom cabinets, getting increasingly frustrated with each failed attempt, until he finally pulled back the shower curtain and smiled triumphantly.

He grabbed your face wash and a small towel, positioning himself between your legs as he worked the foamy liquid all over your face, whispering praises and reassurances to you. “Good girl, it’s all right, just a bit more.” He then wetted the towel and wiped it across your face, giving you a small peck once he was finished.

“There’s my gorgeous girl,” He cooed. “Okay, one more thing.” He reached over across your counter to grab your moisturizer, applying it all over your face. The cream was cool against your skin and you instantly felt yourself come back to life after the face wash had stripped away any amount of liquid you had. You smiled at Kankuro, tried to pull him to you by gripping onto his waist, but he merely kissed your cheek.

“Sorry, love,” He whispered. “Not tonight. You’ve been a bad girl.”

You whined and crossed your arms brattily over your chest, making him laugh lowly as he picked you up and carried you into the bedroom. He plopped you onto the bed with a quick kiss to your forehead, before turning to leave.

“Kuro, wait,” You grabbed his wrist and he gave you a confused look, lightly tipping his head to the side.

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

“Horny…” You rubbed your thighs together and gave him your best pleading look, one you knew he had trouble resisting, as you reached your free hand out to try and grip onto the waist of his pants. His booming laugh lit up the room as he lightly dodged your attempt at grabbing him, swaying to the side as your hand dropped from around his wrist.

“Love, we can’t do that tonight,” He left the room before you could protest and came back a few minutes later with an icy glass of water. “We’ll snuggle until you drink two of these, okay?”

You groaned in response, turning your nose upwards in feigned disgust. He put the cup in your hands and gave you a stern look that made your already dripping core scream with lust. You pouted at him and he slowly began tilting the cup towards your lips.

He growled, “Drink. It.” That worked. You sipped, the ice from the water shivering its way down your heated throat. “Good girl.” He got into the bed next to you and pulled you into a tight embrace once you placed the water down, kissing your temple softly.

“Kuro, please,” You purred, one last attempt at getting what you wanted, as you rolled over to face him fully, small hands stroking at his belt buckle. You ghosted your lips over his and you could hear his heart thumping in his chest at your needy touch, but he only smiled without moving.

“Do you want to snuggle or do you want me to leave?” He asked, guiding your hands away from his pants and gripping your wrists together roughly.

“Stay, Kuro,” You held his gaze and you could feel his want, saw it burning within his eyes, but you knew he wasn’t going to give in to you. You sighed and buried your head into the crook of his neck, placing gentle kisses against his Adam’s apple and allowing him to lazily draw circles onto your lower back.

“Alright, I’ll stay,” He said. “Now, what do you want to watch? We need to keep you awake so you can drink your water.”

You woke up the next morning to the sun creeping past your closed curtains, illuminating the room in a dim glow. You rolled over groggily, vaguely remembering the events of the night before, to find the space next to you was empty. You shot up, looking all around the room, but you couldn’t see any sign of him. The chair where he would usually throw his clothes before going to sleep was surprisingly empty, no trace of your boyfriend left behind.

You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and were about to go searching through your small apartment when Kankuro entered through your bedroom doorway, carrying a small bag and a to-go cup in either hand, his face lighting up at the sight of you.

“Hey, love,” He chirped, handing you the to-go cup. “Figured you’d need some carbs after last night, so I got donuts.”

“Thank you,” You murmured. You watched him place the bag down on your night stand, his rippling muscles emphasized fully by his black turtleneck sweater. He leaned down and gave you a loving kiss, his lips soft and warm. You pulled on his bottom lip with your teeth, sucking on it lightly, as you put the to-go cup down on your end table. Kankuro hummed into the kiss and gripped you by the hair, pulling your head away from him, cold air kissing your mouth from the absence of his lips on yours.

“Do you feel alright?” You nodded. “No headache?” You shook your head.

His grip on your hair tightened then, danger in the dark of his eyes. “You really are a little slut, aren’t you?” He growled.

“N-No,” You protested, grabbing at his shirt. “I just-”

“Do you remember what you did to me last night, puppet?” He tugged on your hair harder, hot tears welling in your eyes, as he forced you to look at him through blurred vision.

“Y-Yes,” You whispered.

“You do?” His voice was low and husky as he placed his knees on either side of your legs and dropped your head to the bed. You hit the mattress with a dull thud and stared at Kankuro, his body now towering above you, his brunette hair highlighted in the soft-gold morning rays of the sun. His eyes were brewing with deep desire, black as death, as he placed his hands beside your head, dangling his mouth over yours teasingly. Your noses brushed together lightly as you tried to crane your neck to kiss him, but he wouldn’t budge.

“Did you enjoy being a tramp for him, hm?” His voice was dark as a moonless sky. “Enjoy letting him put his hands all over you?” He was now sliding his index finger up along your body, slowly, his other hand supporting his full weight. His finger felt like blazing desire, burning into your flesh, your blood rushing down to your pussy in waves.

“N-No,” Your breath hitched in the back of your throat as he played with your hard nipple through your tank top, your hips bucking upwards into his fully erect length as a small mewl escaped your lips, the tip of his cock lightly rubbing against your sweet spot.

“Look at you,” He husked. “You’re practically begging for me. Is this what you did to him before I caught you? Did you get on your knees for him like the dirty whore you are?” He gripped your neck in his hand, pressing his thumb firmly on your throat, stars forming in your vision as you drifted through space.

You felt your throat close from the pressure he put on you, small knives piercing their way up your legs, into your stomach, into your arms, before he released you and you took in a ragged breath. Your head lifted slowly from the bed as Kankuro rolled from you and sat himself on the edge of the bed next to you, pulling off his sweater. His toned stomach was pulling you towards him like a black hole, his muscular arms rippling as he threw the sweater to the chair; you could feel a small pool of arousal coat your panties from simply watching him strip his upper body. You felt yourself move down from the bed to stand before him, his strong hand moving in rhythmic movements, guiding you onto your knees, the cold hardwood floors stinging your skin.

You tried to resist, tried to move to kiss him like you so, so desperately wanted to, but his chakra strings had you fully in his control. Your puppet master smirked at you as he willed you to grab hold of him through his pants. His head fell back lightly as he forced you to unbutton his joggers, his dick springing free and lightly glazed with his earthy essence. You tried to speak but he moved your hand again, forcing it to stroke him gently, your words sticking in the back of your throat.

“If you want to be a little harlot,” He hissed, “Then show me what you can do.” Your mouth wrapped around his thick length hungrily, your head bobbing up and down as tears spilled from your eyes, your teeth lightly grazing along the curve of his cock. He made your hand stroke the part of him that you couldn’t fit into your pretty mouth and he bit his bottom lip, groans of pleasure escaping as you dipped your tongue into his slit and tickled his sack.

“That’s it,” He moaned. “Such a good little slut.” He felt heat coursing through his veins as he watched your small hand grip onto him with eagerness, the other teasing his loaded balls with your fingers as you choked on him lightly. Your hands were practically dwarfed from the size of him and it made the world spin around him as he tightly shut his eyes, pre-cum leaking from him and onto your tongue, the salty taste burning down your throat.

“S-so pretty with my cock in your mouth,” He rasped.

Your hand around him slowly gained control back from you as you felt a small tingle in your brain, signaling to you that your master had released you from his chokehold. He pulled your head off him by your hair and grinned down at you, leaning in and trapping your mouth with his, forcing his tongue past your lips as he tasted himself on you. The kiss was aggressive and hungry, ensnaring you in fiery vines all around your body. He moved away for a moment, pulling your tank top off and over your head, your breasts now fully exposed, hard nipples stinging from the cold as he pinched them between his fingers, before trapping you in his seductive kiss once more.

You whimpered into his mouth as he pinched and fondled your chest, tears fully falling down your face at the desire to feel him inside you, to gain some sort of release from his hellish torture. He nibbled your lip as he pulled away and looked down on you with storming eyes; looked at you like you were the only thing he wanted in the world, like he would both protect you from harm and inflict it upon you, a dangerous monster lurking in the shadows of your room, only coming out at night and forcing you to shout his name into the universe.

“Up,” He commanded, gripping your waist and guiding you to stand. Kankuro let his eyes wander over the entirety of your body, drinking you in like a man before a Goddess. He examined your exposed breasts, your cute stomach, your clenched thighs, your cinched waist. You were like a pixie that came out to play with him, all innocent and sexy and dirty - and all his. He pulled you onto the bed by your wrist, placing your hands on either side of his head as you straddled him, his back fully on the bed, reaching his hand behind your head to pull you into a passion filled kiss.

“K-Kuro,” You pleaded, pulling away gently.

“What?” He was feral, his thick fingers reaching between your legs to feel the sopping streak that lined your panties. “You want me to fuck you like the dirty slut you are?”

Hot tears streaked down your face and onto his chest, the desire prodding and poking at your soul endlessly, before he finally swiped your panties to the side and shoved his two fingers into your hot core.

“Puppet,” He moaned, kissing his way down your jaw. “You like that, hm?”

“Y-Yes,” He pushed his fingers deeper into you, forcing out a desperate mewl. “Yes, master.” You corrected.

“That’s my good little whore,” He praised, teeth grazing gently over your neck. He bit down, licking your soft flesh, feeling your pulse racing madly for him as he maneuvered his thumb to harshly stroke your throbbing clit, his nimble fingers still keeping their rhythm inside your depths. Your body quaked above him, your head fell forward into the crook of his neck as you clung to his shoulders for support, your fingernails digging into his taut shoulder muscles, your legs the only things keeping you suspended as you cried his name out into the rays of morning sunshine.

“Come for me, my pretty slut,” He thundered. “Coat my fingers like a good girl.”

You breathed an endless string of curses and praises between moans of Kankuro’s name as you obeyed his every command, your legs twitching as your hot juices flowed out of you and slid their way down your legs and onto his fingers below. He purred against your neck, peppering it with kisses as he made his way back to your lips.

“Fucking beautiful,” He praised. “You’re so fucking good to me.” He cupped your face in his hands and tenderly kissed you as he rolled you over onto your back. He trailed kisses down your body, his mouth warm and delicate and good, before he slid your panties down with his teeth. He removed them fully, pausing momentarily to kick his pants to the floor, and you felt your hands slowly move above your head, his chakra strings binding your wrists together.

Kankuro had lived his whole life being in control. He yearned for it the way Hades did Persephone, constantly chasing control and seizing it every chance he could. His favorite thing he had control over was, undoubtedly, you. The way he could make you melt beneath him, the way you pleaded and begged and choked for him from the pleasure he inflicted upon you; it made him feel like a God.

He shoved two fingers into your mouth, willing you to lick and suck your own essence from it - to taste what only he could do to you - as he kissed his way down your neck and licked your perky nipple. You mewled through the pain, your body sending shockwaves between your core to your brain with each swipe of his tongue.

“Fucking needy slut,” He thundered. “You want my seed in you, don’t you?”

You tried to speak, to even make some sort of intelligible noise, but then he removed his fingers from your mouth and licked his way down, down, down your body, lifting your legs up by your thighs, placing them on his shoulders and exposing your throbbing cunt fully. He hummed lowly, toying with your pretty clit using his index finger as he watched your face scrunch into a painfully lewd expression. He dragged the flat of his tongue across your slit, taking his time to explore the warm walls he knew so well, before reaching your nub and lightly blowing, cool air piercing through your body and freezing your brain.

Little cries of master, please, you feel - shit, oh god - stormed through the air of the bedroom as Kankuro wrapped his mouth around your clit and started sucking, gently grazing, and licking your pleading button. The air around you became hotter than the surface of the sun as you felt your legs tighten around his cheeks. You tried to grip his hair, the bedsheets, the headboard, but your master had your hands wrapped in his strings, trapping you in your need and not allowing you the sweet release of getting your hands on something, anything, as he fucked you with his mouth.

Kankuro pushed two fingers into your dripping core, arcing them upwards to places only his deft fingers could go, as your legs began to quiver around his face, your sweet essence overwhelming his senses and taking him to his favorite ethereal plane where it was just him and you. You came again, chanting coming-coming-coming, your thighs trembling, hips bucking. He pushed down on your stomach with his free hand as he drank you in like a man dying of thirst, trapping you beneath him fully, not allowing any part of your body to jerk or move away, forcing you to focus only on his tantalizing overstimulation, your mind turning black and numb.

“That’s it, love,” He whispered, giving your aching clit a final kiss. “Such a good girl for me, aren’t you?” Kankuro wrapped one burly arm around your shoulders, nails raking across your skin, as he maneuvered himself with the other to ghost his throbbing length over your heat. He pushed his tip against your clit, swirling it around, the pressure sucking your soul from your body. Your stomach twisted into another knot, craving his dick like the very air you breathe. He was right, you were a whore for him, and you needed him. Now.

“Please,” You groaned, your fingers twitching as your desire coursed its way to them. “Need you now, master. Fuck me, please. Fuck me.”

Kankuro captured your mouth in his as his thick cock stretched your walls, plunging deep into your core, his nails digging deeper into your shoulder, the pain and pleasure mixing into an impossible force against your entire body as he filled you up. All the pining you felt evaporated away, vibrations running up your stomach and into your neck, your eyebrows furrowed from the ecstasy of him in you.

“S-so tight, puppet,” His voice was pure evil, dangerous and deadly, his hand tugging at your hair. “Can’t be a slut with my baby in you, can you?”

He was lava in your core. You moaned, choked out his name, wrapped your legs desperately around his waist, but none of that released the divine, impossible pressure building just beneath your skin. Kankuro did that. He loved you steadily, thoroughly, thrusting deep inside you while he owned your lips.

“Please, Kuro,” You purred against his hot mouth between heavy breaths. “Let me touch you.” God, you were so needy for him. You were a babbling brook beneath him, bubbling and brewing as he nestled his cock deeper inside you, his hot mouth now moved to the shell of your ear and nipping at your earlobe, each thrust sending a shiver up your spine as he let out a ragged, burning breath onto your neck.

You felt your brain tingle again as his puppeteer strings released you, immediately gripping his thick hair in your hands, flames on your skin, lightning in your veins. You melted, your orgasm so powerful you felt like you might pass out, a desperate gasping sound releasing from your lips that might have been his name, might have been nonsense, might have been “Fuck-yes-Kuro-Coming-Fuck-Fill-Me-Up.”

“Fuck,” He moaned. The word tasted sweet on your tongue. “G-gonna come. Gonna fill you up so you can never be a dirty slut again.”

“Do it,” You pleaded, clawing at his back like an animal, letting your brain float around in space. Your breaths were chaotic and heavy as Kankuro’s rhythm slowed, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he bottomed out deep in you and released himself inside your walls. He rasped out your name as his face fell into the crook of your neck, sweat dripping from his brow down his face and onto your shoulders as he twitched harshly deep inside you, his seed shooting straight into your soul.

He laid on you for a while, his sweet release filling you to the brim, as he lightly kissed your neck and collarbones. “It’s so much, love,” He whispered. “So much cum for your sweet pussy.”

You kissed his hair, smiling. “Mmm, good.” He adjusted, finally pulling himself out of you, hot white liquid pooling out and sliding down your thighs. He kissed the top of your head, leaving to retrieve a wet towel from the bathroom, peppering praises and recognition while he helped clean you up. Your heart was full as you snuggled into him, your legs intertwined together on the bed.

“I love you, puppet,” He murmured into your hair. “Do you want your donut now?”

You giggled excitedly as you leaned off his chest, smiling down at him. “Yeah, that would be nice.”

He gave you a quick peck, unlocking his legs from yours as he reached to grab the bag from the nightstand. “Here,” He handed you the bag and grabbed the to-go cup. “I’m gonna heat this up for you. Are you up for a lazy day today? I’m beat.”

“Don’t you have to do stupid Kazekage-Brother-Stuff… or something?” You asked, opening the bag as the scent of sickeningly sweet sugar overwhelmed your senses.

“Yeah,” He smirked his signature devilish grin. “But Gaara should know better when he brings me to meetings in Konoha. I tend to get… distracted.” He gave you a look filled with dark desire, letting you know he would be filling you up again before dusk, and you smiled knowingly.

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