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immoralgirl · 3 months
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f!reader, rough!! smut under the cut.
madara uchiha never really paid much attention to you. yeah, he’d spare you a glance every now and then whenever he’d meet with hashirama. you were his sister, after all.
hashirama senju’s sister… you had always been a cute girl, “secretly” spying on him and your brother whenever they’d play.
did you really think that you were being sneaky?
however, that was years ago. you’re older now, more mature. (and better at hiding, go you!)
yeah, you’re much older now, no longer the little girl you once were. and madara knew that, he knew it very well.
he also knew about your little crush on him.
at first, it disgusted him- the thought of a senju girl liking him, he could nearly vomit! hashirama’s sister, no less. that was until he began to pay more attention to you.
like the way your eyes grew sharper whenever fighting, or the way a smile creeps its way onto your face whenever you’re with your brothers.
he couldn’t help but think you’re cute.. but way too close to your brothers.
so, what else could he do but take you away from them? he’d strip away your innocence and return you to your family, it’s the least he could do after ruining you.
“mad-a-ra!” your voice was hoarse from all the screaming you’d done that night, each word being called out in syllables with each harsh thrust.
madara’s large hands were perched on your waist, his hips snapping roughly into yours as he bullied his thick cock into your gummy walls.
each moan and whimper that left your pretty little mouth was horrid, and that just fuelled the burning flame in both of your guts.
“yes, what is it senju?” madara groaned out, fucking into your further as his hands drifted to your hips, tightening his grip.
you were hashira’s sister, but damn did you have a good pussy. better than any other he’d ever came in.
“t-too much!” you mewl loudly, back arching off of the bed, your words falling on deaf ears as madara just pounded into you harder and faster.
at this point, you had came around 3 times, and madara hadn’t even come close.
a creamy white ring of your cum coated his cock, the squelching sounds of each thrust bouncing off of the walls.
“too much?” he huffed in response, thrusting into you a little harder, his hand smacking down against your hip.
“mmh- mhm!” you nod desperately, moans spilling out of your lips with each plunge of his cock.
he simply scoffed out a chuckle, pulling you closer to him as he fucked even harder, he couldn’t care less if it was “too much” he’d fuck you for as long as he pleases.
soon enough, he grew closer and closer to his realise, groans leaving his lips in little pants as his pace grew sloppier, thrusts a little slower.
you moaned and writhed beneath him, a whine leaving your lips as madara came in you, his hot and sticky cum being fucked back into you with the next few thrusts.
he then flipped you over onto your stomach, his rough hand smacking down against your ass, then reaching over to your head where he shoved your face into the covers. his other hand was perched on your hip, pulling you so you’re face down, and ass up. just how he likes it.
he then sinks his cock right back into your sopping cunt, relishing in the way you’re still so wet.
you moan out, voice muffled by the bedsheets as your hands clutch onto the bedsheets, body moving with each thrust of madara’s hips.
it was disgusting, really. the way he’d lean down close to your ear, his hot breath moist against your skin.
“who knew hashirama’s sister was such a slut?” he’d tease, a smirk on his lips as he thrust into you a little harder. “what would he think if he saw you here, your sweet little pussy dripping with my cum.”
who could blame you when you came at the sound of his words, frantic moans leaving your mouth with each hard thrust. his large dick fucked into you further, his grunts and groans echoing against the room.
your back arched further, with madara’s large hand pushing your face further into the bedsheets as he began to grow closer again.
something about the sight of you like this, in such a.. dirty, position, was just so enticing.
“you want my baby? an uchiha baby? take it, take my seed,” madara grunted with a rough thrust of his hips, madara came inside you once again, a loud groan leaving his lips as he tilted his head back in pleasure. “thaaatt’s it, fuck.” he’d sigh.
senju pussy was so, so good.
you came soon after him, moaning breathlessly as he rode out his high.
after a few minutes, you finally collapsed, body limp.
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kokodrawings · 5 months
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An old Minakushi doodle ✨
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moumouton4 · 7 months
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We Shouldn't Be Doing This || Neji Hyuga x fem!reader
A/n : Prompt 15 of the Smutember 2023
The list of promps is HERE
Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜
Warnings : mention of first time, erection, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
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I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it
Word count : 1059
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“We shouldn’t be doing this” ist exactly what came to his mind when he started undressing before you. After all, all his life he learned restraint, to stay clear-headed, and that went hand in hand with not having consummated the marriage until he was married. Yet how could he have held back and followed any of those principles instilled in him when you looked so... divine ?
Indeed, you and your friends were supposed to all gather to celebrate the success of a very difficult mission you'd completed. Everyone was going to be dressed to the nines, ready to dance and enjoy the party. You and Neji had decided to go together.
In fact, you'd been together for at least 4 years, and even though you'd been tempted to get engaged several times, you'd always followed Hyuga family customs. This meant waiting much longer before making the relationship official, and of course even longer before actually doing the do. Without lying, at times, it was pretty hard to stick to it. Even though you see each other every day, he wanted and needed to have you around more often, whether in the house or just for a moment of physical tenderness. Yet he always managed to put the rules "guaranteeing" the honor of his clan above all else.
Well, at least until today. Because when he came to pick you up at your house to pick you up to the party, he was quickly disillusioned. As the door opened, his white eyes fell on your face. And what a look 👀😩 Your d/c dress ( green for me) hugged your curves like he'd never noticed your clothes doing before. Your chest was pushed up, dangerously close to spilling out of the neckline, the cut showed off your waist and the shapes of your body that didn't fail to take his breath away, the skin the fabric showed off was close to making him, who was usually so restrained, drool.
Your make-up ( if you wear make-up, of course, you don't have to, I just wear lipstick ) gave you a deep look that managed to capture his gaze despite the temptation of your body, and your lips looked just too tempting to taste. Right away, on the doorstep of your apartment. For a moment he thought he could just take you to the party as planned, and not listen to his deepest desires. He himself had made an effort and put on a suit, but this was really not easy for him.
And he really thought he could manage to get his way out of this. One minute he was looking at you as you smiled gently at him, and the next he blinked, his lips were pressed against yours in that familiar way - yes, when you can't make love, you've all put on make-out sessions - as he gently pulled you back into your apartment. His hands, as if controlled by some wild force, grabbed your breasts. Feeling their softness and weight, he gently exhaled into your mouth, and that's when he realized that it was pointless to resist. That was it.
His foot closed the door behind you as he slammed you against the wall. With a degree of precision contrary to the envy that consumed him. In your passion, you began to remove his suit jacket before your hands went to his long silky hair. Your debacle continued until you reached your sofa. There he removed your dress in one fluid motion before undressing himself.
"We shouldn't be doing this" he said, revealing himself entirely to you. There was a certain paradox between his words and the hurried way in which he undressed, as if someone was about to come and stop you, as if he didn't want his conscience to get the better of him.
"Neji I've had enough waiting" you whined as you felt his hard throbbing cock press against your inner thigh.
He blinked in surprise at the sound that just escaped your lips. Could it be that "So that's what it was all about" he said, bringing his face close to yours, his voice dropping an octave "My little temptress"
You of all people knew how difficult it was to hold back the passion to burn between you, but now that it was launched it was almost unstoppable.
The lust in his eyes calmed for a second as he spoke softly "Are you really sure this is what you want ?"
You grabbed his arms, looking into his eyes "I'm not asking for more, but I don't want you to feel obliged-"
"Of course not" he cut you off gently as his face nuzzled against your cheek "It's just that with the clan rules..." he trailed off.
"Neji" you said as you took his face in your hands "You're the clan, you and the new generation. These rules are backdated and no one will ever find out what happened in my apartment" you tried to reassure him.
But Neji shook his head "It's not that" his fingers danced on your arm "It's just that once I've had a taste of it, I'm afraid I can't wait to make it official. I want to be part of your life, I want you to come and live with me" he felt very vulnerable as he spoke of this, but a twitch from his member reminded him of what a rush you were in "I need you too but it won't just be for once. All this is over from now on, I'm going to keep you close to me. Shame on those who will oppose it, blind to the beauty of our passion"
And with that as if he'd just said a prayer he sank gently into your tight warmth - a little difficult. Your inexperience wouldn't change the fact that you loved each other more than anything. Sure, you were going to miss the party organized by your friends, but this time will have enabled you to take an important step in your relationship. Suddenly, moving in together, getting engaged and getting married seemed much more attainable than before. And maybe even a baby... you should have just thought about using a condom though. In his defense, it was you who asked him to finish inside you, he just followed your advice.
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c4arl2y · 1 year
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I want to comfort kakashi every day every time
he's such a tired cat in first sketch... (μ‿μ)
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propionic · 3 months
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kakashi - 5g
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lemikyainen · 1 year
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sakuraharuno156 · 3 months
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Let's look at Infinite Tsukuyomi dreams once again:
and see how it's clearly shows Hinata is a really sh*tty person
Worth to mention - this is their perfect world, this is how they wished it to be. No limits, no restrictions, everything is possible.
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Let's see how they want the world to be:
Gaaras dream:
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His parents are ALIVE AND HAPPY. His siblings are with their parents and they are all a close, cute family.
Lee and TenTen:
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Lee wants to fight with Neji/Naruto and win, but Neji wanted to fight with Lee and we know they were sparring frequently.
So in Lee's perfect life, he and Neji are still happy with the only difference being - Lee finally won. Sakura is in love with Lee, but she is still herself. She is doing what she is always doing - being loud and happy, SHE IS HERSELF.
TenTen is standing with Neji and doing what they are always doing - judging Lee and Guy
So in TenTen's perfect world - Neji is alive and they are all (weird) happy family like they were before.
Choji, Shikamaru and Ino:
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Chiji found love and his father is proud of him. Nice, self-explanatory.
Shikamaru is watching 2 couples (Kurenai x Asuma and Shikamarus father and mother) while doing what he loves - complaining. Asuma is ALIVE and meeting his child, Shikaku is ALIVE and with the woman he loves - Shikamaru's mother.
So in Shikamaru's perfect world, they are all the same people with their loved ones. Shikamaru is complaining and happy to see them together.
Ino is with Sai and Sasuke who are fighting for her and her father is happy and proud of her AND ALIVE. Sasuke and Sai are fighting for Ino but look! They are not blushing, not doing anything OOC, they are themselves but in love with Ino.
So in Ino's perfect world, she is popular (with two guys she is attracted to), her father is happy and proud of her.
NOW TO THE SELFISH TEAM:
Kiba and Shino:
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They are both successful, Kiba is the Hokage and Shino found a new species. Not much to add there.
But then, Crème de la crème, this b*tch Hinata:
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In Hinata's dream, she is with Naruto (no surprises) and Neji is alive, but is it? Let's break this down:
Naruto is not Naruto. He is quiet, just sitting there. Naruto, the child with SO MUCH ENERGY he cannot stand in one place, just sitting. Naruto the child WHO SPEAKS SO MUCH is just quiet.
In Lee dream - Sakura is in love with him BUT SHE IS ACTING LIKE SAKURA, SHE IS SAKURA.
In Ino's dream - Sasuke and Sai are fighting over Ino, BUT THEY ARE THEMSELVES. They act like themselves. THEY ARE THEMSELVES.
Everyone who dreams of someone imagine them as they are. Sakura is Sakura, Sasuke and Sai are themselves. Even Temari speaking her one word in Shikamarus dream IS TEMARI. She speaks like she usually do when they are together.
But Naruto in Hinatas mind? Quiet. Stagnant. She could have imagined him as himself as a talkative, over-energized, NARUTO, but no. Quiet.
But that's less infuriating - more just annoying.
Now to the infuriating part.
WTF NEJI.
Why is he annoyed? Why in Hinata's perfect dream - Neji is mad and stalking her? Why in a world when they can be friends, when Neji can be proud of her (like fathers in Ino's or Choji's) she imagined him as unhappy?
And why is he spying on her? Why is he not happily with her, or with his friends OR HIS FATHER, but he is just sitting in the bushes and stalking Hinata?
That's again, not Neji, people who imagined the opposite of Neji saw him like Hinata wanted him in her dream.
Look at Road to ninja, a movie when they are THEIR OPPOSITES. What is Neji doing? Stalking Hinata and getting angry. Wow, would you look at this.
(And yes, that's a filler movie, and no I don't like studio pierrot, but COME ON, WHAT THEY IMAGIN AS THE OPPOSITE OF NEJI IS WHAT HINATA WANTED NEJI TO BE)
SHE COULD HAVE IMAGINED HYUGA CLAN BEING FIXED, MAIN AND SIDE BRANCH HAPPY TOGETHER.
But no, let's imagine that everything is like it is, Neji is still her slave (even after his death - she still imagine him as a slave, propably with his curse mark), he is spying on her and unhappy with it :)
Why dream of change, when you can be with your crush (who acts like a completely different person) and still having your slave, but in this world - he is stalking you! Yeey....
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I can't, I can't with that character, every chance she gets to do the right thing - she keeps on proving how s*it of a person she is...
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vote-gaara · 4 months
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Positive Results - Gaara x (Fem) Reader
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Summary: You're at the stage in your life where you desperately want kids…Actually, you've always dreamed of having a family, and now that you've been in a relationship with Gaara for a few years now, you're thinking of broaching the subject with him.
There's just one problem, though: You have absolutely no clue what his opinions are on the matter!
Could it be that due to his past he might refuse to start a family, spelling the end of your relationship with him? Or are you just getting ahead of yourself and panicking over nothing?
You suppose there's only one way to find out: You need to build up your courage and simply just ask him…
Warnings: lots of fluff, impregnation, pregnancy, wanting to get pregnant, talk of kids, sex, creampie
Authors Notes: I don't know what happened with this fic, but it just got on the wrong bus all of a sudden and ended up in fluff town. Don't worry, though, there's still lots of steam.
This fic is read best by someone who wants children or can imagine themselves having children/getting pregnant. If that's not you, you could probably still enjoy it for what it's worth, but it might not be your thing.
Anyways, enjoy.
Positive Results
Everything you desperately yearned for was dependent on the answer you would receive in the next three minutes.
You were standing alone in your bathroom with an anxiety so great it nearly made you nauseous. To steady yourself you held your breath, but when you began hearing the blood flowing through your ears along with the hard drumming of your heart, you changed tactics and opted to take slow, deep breaths instead.
In front of you was a white, plastic pregnancy test you had purchased only half an hour ago. You had promised yourself that you would wait until Gaara got home so that you both could endure the torture of the wait together, but you couldn’t help yourself. You simply had to know.
Now you occupied yourself the best you could, covering the test with the instruction booklet so that you didn’t have to look at it; then, quite abruptly, you changed your mind and ripped off the paper pamphlet to stare eagerly down at the result window. This compulsive action repeated so many times that you were certain you could have set your own world record for most amount of paper moved in 3 minutes.
It was torment. Utter torment. 
You began reasoning with yourself the best you could, “If it’s negative now, it’s really no big deal. We can always try again next month.” 
This thought comforted you and eased the tension from your shoulders as you reminisced over the last few months leading up to this very important moment.
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The question on whether or not Gaara wanted to have children was something that burdened you with a doubt so strong that it paved its way to dread.
You had always wanted to have children, but now you desperately wanted to have children with Gaara, and the prospect that he didn’t feel the same anguished you greatly.
“In the way he was raised, of course he wouldn’t want to have children!” You reasoned, advocating against yourself. “And of course even if we did have children, they would be expected to be shinobi and he wouldn’t want that! Ever!” 
For each logical explanation you offered as to why Gaara wouldn’t want children, you sank further and further into despair. You loved him with all your heart, but having children was something really important to you.
“Could I really carry on being in a relationship with him if he never wanted kids?”
While you were busy tying yourself all up in knots over his stance on the subject, the fact had slipped your mind that you had never actually asked him how he felt about it. In truth, you had absolutely no clue where he stood on the matter, and it was a very real possibility that you were dreading an outcome that didn’t even exist!
Gaara was, to many people, a mystery. With his difficult to read expressions, his calm demeanor and to-the-point attitude, he was a perplexing mix of being extremely difficult to gauge and yet simultaneously extremely open with his expectations and ideas. Though throughout your relationship you could pick up and recognize even the most subtle changes in his expression, voice and demeanor with near 100% accuracy, there were still certain things you still needed to ask him about; after all, your ability to notice his tells him didn’t make you a mind reader.
Gaara, though reserved with his emotions, was upfront and honest about his intentions. When he wanted something, he would work hard to obtain it. When he was curious, he would ask questions. If he was upset about something….Well, eventually you could pry that out of him, too. 
Yet when it came to having children, the jury was so far out that they may have well conspired together to skip trial to never be seen or heard from again. He never mentioned his thoughts about the subject, and he never asked you your opinions on the matter, either.
“Did he not think about having kids at all?!” You thought to yourself from where you were sitting next to him on the couch, some months ago. Admittedly you were squinting hard at him, as if straining your eyes could help you peer inside his mind and find the filing cabinet in his brain labeled “whether or not to have children”. 
He turned to look at you.
“Y/N…” He said, his voice was level but the way he trailed off made you realize that there was something important he wanted to say. This made you flustered and you deflated backwards, giving him space.
Could it be that he was the one who had peered into your mind?
“Yeah?” You asked, glancing away quickly trying to play off how intently you had been staring at him just seconds before.
“I wanted to know…” He began and then stopped as he collected his thoughts; a troubled expression overtook his face.
“What is it?” You leaned forward again, but this time out of worry.
“It’s just…well…” Gaara began again and faltered again. He steadied himself, placing his warm hand on top of yours and he gazed into your eyes; eyes that were so soft and full of love, and yet you could see that pain resided in them, too. “I wanted to know if you were upset at me for something.”
The question caught you so off-guard that you let out a small gasp.
“What? Of course not, why would you think that?” You asked frantically, pulling your hand out from under his so that you could place it affectionately on his cheek.
“You have been acting differently lately,” Gaara explained, eyes still darkened, as if he didn’t believe you when you assured him that nothing was wrong. 
You pulled your hand away from his face, but nestled closer to him. “There’s nothing I would be upset at you for,” You said but still Gaara didn’t budge, forcing you to probe deeper. “What have I done to make you think I’m upset with you?”
“You just seem to be acting differently lately,” Gaara asserted again, but this time he opened up with an explanation. “I have noticed it for a while now…that there was something on your mind, but I could never place what it was…” Gaara drifted off and now you could really see the hurt pooling into his seafoam green eyes. “I wondered if maybe you had changed your mind about us.”
“That’s not true at all!” You exclaimed, pushing yourself towards him so forcefully that you were nearly sitting in his lap. Your arms wrapped around him tightly and your face found its way to the crook of his neck; when you felt his arms wrap around you, you began splashing his neck with little kisses.
“I love you very much,” you said, pulling away just enough to meet his gaze.
“I love you, Y/N.” Gaara said as he snaked a hand behind both your knees, pulling you close so that he could cradle you in his strong arms. 
You didn’t complain, and rested your head on his shoulder, one hand reaching out to affectionately caress his cheek. The two of you sat, nourished by each other’s company until Gaara spoke again.
“Then…What is it?” He asked.
“What do you mean?” You were puzzled. The alarm you had felt mere seconds before had completely wiped your mind clear of any previous thought.
“What has been bothering you?”
You moved away from him slightly to stare into his eyes, thinking back to all the interactions you had had with him lately; of course, nothing came to mind. You hadn’t been fighting or arguing, you both had been making ample time for each other; your sex life was active and intimate…
Suddenly it became clear to you and you let out a small giggle. You had to hand it to Gaara, he had always been a shrewd one.
“Nothing about you has been bothering me…but there is something…” You trailed off, seeing your opportunity to finally ask him the question that’s been itching in your brain for months now. “I wanted to ask you, but I guess I’m afraid of the answer.”
“What is it?” Gaara asked patiently.
“Well…it’s not so easy to just come out and ask.” You admitted as you deflated, leaning back away from him. “The trouble is that if you give me the wrong answer, then…Well, then you would have been correct to assume that we couldn’t be together.”
Your heart was beating hard against your ribcage as fear pooled into your navel; yet at the same time, you felt a deep comfort come over you, as if there was a spirit wrapping you in a warm blanket and telling you everything was going to be okay.
“Why?!” Gaara asked, his voice hoarse with pain.
“It’s just…Well…” You thought to explain the complexity of it all, but then you simply just blurted out, “Gaara, do you want to have kids?”
Gaara’s eyes widened in shock and his mouth fell open slightly before he caught himself. He gazed into your eyes, searching into the depth of your soul. It made you flustered - the expression on his face which you could not place - but you held firm.
“I’m relieved…”Was all Gaara said after what felt like years of intensity, but the simplicity of it made you bristle slightly.
“What do you mean?” Your voice came out more cross than you had meant.
“I’m relieved that this has been what has been bothering you,” Gaara said, again quite simply. He let a small, relieved smile come across his face. “I had been worried this whole time that there was something else…Something that meant you didn’t want to be with me anymore.” His smile fell and he lifted a hand to gaze solemnly into his palm. After a heartbeat he said, “I’m glad that’s not the case.”
The tightness in your muscles relaxed and you reached for Gaara’s hand, holding it delicately. You could feel his soft, warm skin in yours and you squeezed. “No, that was never the case,” You reassured him before pausing awkwardly. “But…Gaara…What do you think? I mean about having kids?”
Gaara blinked and looked over at you, his calm demeanor never wavering. “I had never thought of having children on my own, but not that I was against it. I felt perhaps that I would never have the fortune of having a partner, but now that I have you….Well, I think I’d really like to have them.”
Your body moved faster than your mind and suddenly you dove towards Gaara, kissing him clumsily and hard on the lips. Your reaction had surprised him and moved away slightly before he oriented himself and began kissing you back.
Reaching his hands to cradle your face, he pulled away slightly, but you were adamant. “Gaara, I want you to fuck me.”
A deep crimson blush came over his face which you found so adorable, you dove in for another passionate kiss.
“I…” Gaara sputtered, his mind still reeling, abruptly and clunkily switching tracks.
“I want you to fuck me right here on the couch.” You asserted, adjusting yourself so that you were sitting upright. “I want you to fuck me for all you’re worth, I want you to bend me up in knots, I want -”
“Y/N!” Gaara cut in gruffly, the sound of his deep, authoritative voice sending a shiver of excitement through you as if a cold breeze had suddenly passed through the room. Gaara took you by the wrist, his grasp firm which drove you even crazier. He had composed himself now and was staring at you deeply. “I don’t know if I have ever seen you so worked up…” He said, but there was a slight sliver of playfulness in his tone.
“Please Gaara -” You began to beg, but he cut you off with a kiss; the kind that firmly put an end to your inhibitions - not that you had any in that very moment, anyways. You let him push you backwards onto the couch and you spread your legs wide for him so that the two of you could fit together perfectly. He kissed you over and over until it made you dizzy, the hot wetness pooling between your legs.
“Ugn…I just want you to fuck me so bad…” You whispered into his ear.
“I will.”
Gaara’s voice was assured and you turned your head, allowing him access to the sensitive skin on your neck. He began kissing you over and over, all while you squirmed with pleasure and bliss from beneath him. You could feel the bulge in his pants as you pushed your hips forward, desperately grinding against him in the hopes that he would take you right then and there.
Though Gaara was far more reserved than you in that moment, pulling away so that he could help you remove your shirt. You didn’t need any help with your bra, however, for as soon as he had your shirt free from you, you had swifty undone the clasps and thrown the pesky article across the room at lightning speed. 
Gaara’s eyes widened in surprise but he was smiling now, too; the type of rare smile you didn’t get to see often, but that always made you fall in love with him all over again when you saw it. It was just a shame you couldn’t savor it for longer as  your tongue had found its way into his mouth as he once again leaned overtop of you, matching your energy this time as both of your tongues met in intimacy and pleasure.
You felt his wandering hands; how his caress traveled upwards towards your left breast. You felt him squeeze and as he did so, you moaned into his mouth which encouraged him further. Soon your tender nipple was between his fingers, and he began pinching it lightly, gradually applying more pressure until you let out another gasp. Now he couldn’t compose himself, he broke away from kissing you, turning his attention fully towards your breasts. He dove forward, sucking on your nipples so relentlessly that you knew he would be leaving his mark on you. All you could do was surrender to the sensation as butterflies fluttered and danced in your stomach, and more heat built up between your legs.
“Gaara…” You moaned as you tangled your elegant fingers through his thick, red hair. You relished how he moaned back. You loved feeling him moving his hips forward, pressing firmly against your womanhood. 
“If only he would take off his clothes!” You thought impatiently, pushing him away so that you could work at the buttons on his shirt. You didn’t have time for games, you wanted him to enter you so desperately that it almost hurt. You wanted to feel him pulse inside you as he orgasmed, releasing the seed that would give you your baby.
His shirt was off now and you got straight to unbuckling his pants, all while he let you set the pace. He could appreciate the mission you were on so he didn’t interfere by slowing things down, and you could tell by how hard his erection was once you had freed it from the confines of his pants that he didn’t want to wait much longer, either.
Now you were working on his underwear, tugging at the elastic band to free his stiffened member. It looked so swollen that it appeared to you almost uncomfortable, as it twitched impatiently, a bead of precum budding on the tip.
You wrapped a hand around his thick member, but Gaara grabbed you by the wrist again, pinning you back onto the cushions of the couch. When he was confident you would stay there, it was his turn to reveal his prize. He wasted no time, hooking his fingers into your waistband, he rid you of your pants and underwear both, and you opened your legs wide, revealing yourself fully to him.
“You are so beautiful,” He whispered, admiring your naked body with his gentle gaze. His hand was on your shin, slowly working its way upwards until you couldn’t take it any longer. You grabbed him by the arm and pulled him close to you, your tongues dancing together once more.
“Fuck me,” You said simply, and Gaara obliged. 
With one hand, he guided his cock towards your entrance; your heart filling with giddiness as you heard him moan softly at the slick, warm, wetness of your flesh.
Pushing forward, you connected with him, throwing your head back in bliss as the tip of his penis entered you slowly. Gaara leaned forward, his elbows resting on both sides of your head as he let out a pleasured gasp, pushing harder and harder until his full length was inside you.
“Damnit,” He grunted, pressing himself so hard against your entrance that you could feel his balls against your flesh. 
It drove you wild.
You began rocking your hips forwards, your fingers tangling through his hair until they traveled downwards towards his back. You dug your nails into his flesh like an animal, but Gaara didn’t seem to mind. He was giving it to you in hard, passionate strokes until he was making noises you had never heard him make before.
“Oh god!” You cried out as he abruptly hooked his hands around your knees, pushing your legs towards your chest. Now you could feel the tip of his cock rubbing relentlessly against your g-spot, and the sensation made you moan and pant. Better yet, you could feel from this position how deep Gaara could reach inside you, and you begged for him to cum in you.
“Please cum in me, Gaara!” You cried, your own dirty-talk pushing you closer to ecstasy.
“Tell me…” Gaara panted without breaking stride. “Tell me what you want.”
Now your womanhood was pulsing, drawing nearer and nearer to orgasm. You tried grinding against him, desiring him to go faster and harder, but from your vantage point you couldn’t. However, Gaara was observant and he drove his cock into you with such strength and speed you could barely think straight.
“Tell me what you want!” He repeated, demanding this time.
“I want you…” You moaned loudly, “To put a baby in me!”
Gaara fucked you harder and harder, you could tell how close he was, and you would meet him there. You concentrated deeply on the blooming pleasure that was stirring deep inside you, so near that you wanted to chase it. Then something truly sent you over the edge.
“I will put a baby in you.” Gaara growled in your ear, and that was it for you.
Your orgasm was strong. Your legs shook so hard you thought they might permanently turn into jello, and the pleasure was so great that you couldn’t even moan or breathe, you simply just had to endure wave after wave of bliss as your womanhood tightened and spasmed around Gaara’s thick, hot cock.
Gaara himself was close behind you. You felt him pushing deeper and deeper into you; so deep that it nearly made you wince as the head of his cock pressed up against your cervix. Then you felt as his cock began pulsating, joining you in orgasm, as ropes upon ropes of his cum filled you up, pooling against the entrance to your womb. You swore that sensation alone extended your orgasm for so long you could barely take it.
Gaara collapsed on top of you, panting hard. You could feel his penis softening inside you, but he was in no rush to withdrawal from you. With your legs still pinned upwards, the two of you caught your breath before kissing affectionately.
“I suppose we’ll have to do this more often,” Gaara said, his lewdness taking you by surprise - if you could even call that statement lewd. 
“As many times as we can both handle,” You replied with a big smile. You took him by the face and kissed him again, taking your time to pull away. However, it seemed that this stirred something inside Gaara, as you could feel his cock waking up, stiffening once more inside of you.
“Again?” You asked, your grin still big and bright.
Gaara let out a sheepish scoff but his answer came as he pushed into you more deeply again. His lips met yours, but in a less hurried manor this time. This time, it was slower, more attentive. 
This time it was lovemaking. 
***
The three minutes were up and you snatched the pregnancy test from the counter, casting a quick glance at the result window to receive your highly anticipated answer.
Positive.
Just then, you heard Gaara coming down the hallway, and you flung open the door and dove into his arms. He caught you, receiving your celebratory kisses without much question.
“I’m pregnant!” You announced with joyful tears in your eyes.
Gaara’s eyes widened and a big, genuine smile warmed his face; his eyes softened as he held you in your arms. “Y/N…” He said breathlessly, “I’m so happy. Congratulations.”
You kissed him again, your embrace long and intimate as the two of you relished the exciting news together. 
“Your baby is inside me,” You said softly in his ear as he held you close. You weren’t sure what to expect from this comment, but the sudden poke you felt from his groin was a pleasant surprise.
“Does that excite you?” You asked, teasing him slightly.
Gaara turned his head away slightly out of embarrassment. “Yes…it does…”
Now you felt it too, and your hand strayed downwards, cupping his bulge. He tensed up at this, but gazed yearningly into your eyes.
“What do you say we go for celebratory dinner?” You asked with a spark in your eye. “But before we do that…What do you say we have some celebratory sex?”
With that Gaara scooped you up into his strong, unwavering arms and carried you to the bedroom. Little did you both know that by the time that you were finished with each other, all the restaurants would have been closed for the night.
This was okay, though. The celebration could always wait until tomorrow. 
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Shyness
Pairing: shisui Uchiha x reader
Pairing: Shisui x reader
A/N: The lack of shisui content is sad!!! so I had to contribute something lol. No warnings just shy shisui fluff with some jealousy mixed in :)
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It may have went by unnoticed by others but there was another side to Shisui that you began to take notice of— a subtle undercurrent of… jealousy. Whenever someone else would engage you in conversation or even offer a friendly smile, Shisui's eyes would darken ever so slightly, his attention fixated on the interaction. He desired your attention, your closeness, and yet his shyness held him back from expressing those feelings openly.
You had found yourself sitting with shisui by your side under the shade of a blossoming cherry tree, enjoying a quiet moment of respite from the world. The serene atmosphere seemed to embolden you, prompting you to broach the subject that had been weighing on your mind.
"Shisui, there's something I've noticed," you began, your voice gentle and filled with genuine curiosity.
He glanced at you, his obsidian eyes shimmering with a mixture of uncertainty and intrigue. "What is it?" he asked, his voice carrying a slight tremor.
"It's just... I've noticed that you sometimes act shy around me," you admitted, studying his reaction closely.
Shisui's cheeks reddened, his gaze briefly dropping to the ground before he met your eyes once more. "I-I suppose you've noticed," he mumbled, his voice barely audible.
A faint smile played upon your lips as you reached out, gently taking his hand in yours. "It's endearing, Shisui. Your shyness only makes me appreciate you more."
His eyes widened in surprise, a mix of emotions flickering across his face—shyness, relief, and a lingering touch of jealousy. "You... appreciate it?" he asked, his voice laced with disbelief.
Nodding, you leaned a bit closer, your voice softening. "And there's something else I've noticed too. Whenever someone else gets my attention, I see a flicker of jealousy in your eyes. Am I right?"
Shisui swallowed hard, his gaze growing more intense. "You're perceptive, as always," he admitted, his voice tinged with a touch of vulnerability. "I can't help but feel jealous when it seems like someone might take your attention away from me."
Your heart swelled with affection, understanding the depth of his emotions. With a gentle touch, you reassured him, "Shisui, you hold a special place in my heart. No one could ever replace you. I value you and the connection we share."
A mix of relief and adoration washed over Shisui's features. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. "I've always treasured our bond too, and knowing that you feel the same... it means everything to me."
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