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Dangerous Desires (ix) - Home Coming

CW: spanking/brat taming, hair pulling, biting, licking, breast play, marking, unprotected piv (dont be stupid), rough sex, slight fingering, degradation, choking, cream-pie (DONT BE STUPID), probs some shit editing, LMK what i missed !!

word count: 10K 💀💀

18+ MDNI !!!!!

You stood in front of the hokage, heart beating out of your chest. You were nervous, that much was obvious. However you couldn’t wrap your head around why you were summoned. Lady Tsunade finished writing her last few words into her notes, stapling them together and setting them aside to address you.

“You must be wondering why I’ve sent for you,” she started, sitting up in her seat. Her face was somber.

“I can’t say you’re wrong.”

“What I’m about to tell you is something only a very select few know about.” Tsunade started, hands clasped together on the desk. “We’re about to go to war.”

You were shocked- was Kakashi really telling the truth?! Was he right all along?! Your emotions were everywhere and it was evident on your face.

“I know, I know it’s a lot to take in. I myself am not sure if I’ve taken it in yet.” She seemed stressed, you could see the worry behind her soft brown eyes.

“Lady Tsunade… who are we at war with?”

“My dear who aren’t we at war with?” She sadly laughed to herself. “Truth be told we’re fighting against a greater force than we know. I hate to say this but we’re looking at a fourth great ninja war.“ Your eyes widened, body filled with anxiety.

“A fourth great war? Are you serious?”

“I’m as serious as death. In fact, there’s going to be a five kage summit soon and I’ll need to attend to talk about said war.”

“So… The war isn’t with the other nations? I mean… if there’s going to be a summit with all five nations, doesn’t that mean neither is the threat?” You asked, still confused.

“Exactly.”

“Then who’s the threat?”

“I can’t discuss that with you.”

“Then why have I been summoned Lady Tsunade? If you can’t tell me who the enemy is tell me what I’m here for.” You were starting to get angry, worried for what you’d been told previously.

“You need to fight in this war.” Tsunade said plainly. “With medical jutsu like yours we would be idiots not to use you. I’m telling you now that we’re not asking you to enlist, but rather we are drafting.” Kakashi was right.

You couldn’t believe him, it was impossible to. How could this be happening? It wasn’t long since you’ve been here and already you’re being drafted in the war. It was exactly how Kakashi had told you, no denying it. This is your job, what you were sent to do, the only thing you know how to do, so damn right you’re going to use your blessing to help all you can.

“I’m well aware of my capabilities my lady, and in fact I find it a great honor to be drafted by you personally.”

“You’re taking this a lot better than I thought you would, I must thank you for that.” She sighed a relieved breath, hand clutching her chest.

“I have no other choice but to. This is what I signed up for when moving to Konoha. I decided the day I learned my first medical justu I would help the world become a better place. If you hadn’t drafted me I would’ve signed up myself. It’s my duty, this is my home.” Your words moved Tsunade, she smiled softly at you. Her face dropped suddenly.

“I’m glad you believe that, and I’m glad to have someone like you be so ready for whatever is to come, really I am. But because you’re going to be in the war I need to to preserve your chakra. Because of this, I forbid you from working at the hospital.” She looked away from you, knowing she didn’t want to see the determination wash away from your face in real time.

“Are you… are you firing me?”

“I’m afraid so. I cant have you waste any of your precious chakra on a few sick patients when we are going to have armies full of injured shinobi on the front lines. We have enough medical personnel at the hospital already, so with you being as high ranked as you are we must save you for the battlefield. You understand don’t you?”

“Lady Tsunade what more do I have other than my job? How long will it be until we are in war? I-I can’t be out of work that long.”

“I’m sorry but my hands are tied.” Her voice was almost as sad as yours, she worriedly watched as your eyes started to well with tears.

“Please my lady. Don’t do this to me.” She got up from her desk and walked over to you, hugging you tightly against her.

“It’s going to be alright, I promise. I just need you to rest up. We’ll be destroyed without you, please just trust me.” You hugged eachother until you could calm down, you wiped any tears that fell and stepped aside.

“Lady Tsunade I have a request to make.”

“What is it dear?”

“I want to go home. Back to my village and see my parents one last time before I go to war. I think it’s only reasonable to see them one last time, as me coming home alive and well is uncertain.” Tsunade stepped back and looked at you, a hand draped softly on your shoulder.

“I accept the request. How long will you be gone?”

“Probably under a week.”

“Then so be it. You’re dismissed.”

You walked out of the office and back home with an intense sadness inside of you. You gave up on Kakashi because you loved your job. Now your job has been stolen from you and it was all for nothing. Everything that had given you value- that had given you purpose- is now gone. You wondered if you should even return home or not.

You decided it would be a good idea if you told your friends Machi and Gale you’d be gone for the next few days, back at home until you decided you needed to come back. They understood and wished you well on your journey.

Kakashi was a mess, thinking about how poorly he treated you during your sexcapade, saying he hated you and fucking you so roughly he wasn’t sure if he had hurt you or not. Who care if he did? You hurt him worse. You hurt him in a way nobody else has. How could you treat him like he was somebody only to leave him like he was nothing? At least, that’s how he saw it.

Business at The Poison Sandwich was slow today, maybe the sadness was in the air. Kakashi ate his BLT, thoughts of you racing through his head. Even up until he heard your name uttered by the two girls you held dearly as friends.

“So she went back home.” Gale said to the cook behind the counter.

“I’ve been thinking about visiting a few of the sandwich shops in her village for a while now actually.” Percy smiled from behind the counter.

“Wait… she went back?” Kakashi interrupted, unsure if he heard right.

“Yeah, yesterday. Said she’s be back in a few days.” Machi said, looking over at Percy. “He said he was going to go the her village pretty soon to try out the food there.”

“Is this true Percy?” Kakashi asked his friend, who nodded as he discarded his white apron.

“Yeah. Why?”

“Can I come?” Kakashi asked, cursing himself. What was he thinking?

“Well as long as you don’t have any other plans for the rest of the day, I see no problem. I’m heading off now, so get ready.” Percy said, untying his apron and tossing it on a nearby countertop. “Ladies, you don’t mind closing shop for me, do you?”

And of course, as enamored with the man as they were, had zero issue and took care of business as he and Kakashi took off.

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Kakashi was shocked to see the strange motorized bike that Percy had built, looking it up and down in shock and awe at the mechanism.

“What is this, if I may ask?”

“Well I’m not a shinobi like you so getting around to long distances isn’t easy for me. I built this myself as a way to make the trips easier.” Percy said, tossing Kakashi a black helmet. Kakashi caught it and reluctantly adorned it, his silver hair peeking out from underneath.

As Percy started the machine Kakashi sat in the back behind him, pondering why he had felt the need for such an impromptu visit to your hometown. He didn’t know why he felt this way, especially after the way you had treated him. Once again he felt alone, abandoned by your heartlessness and eager mindset to go fight off in a war that he felt would mame and kill you the second you had your back turned to the enemy.

“Kakashi… what’s been going on with you?” Percy asked, snapping Kakashi out of the trance he found himself in.

“I’m sorry?” He asked, puzzled at his friends sudden questioning.

“Listen... Gale, Machi, and I all know about your secret affair. And we don’t care- we support it honestly. But ever since you two have had a falling out… we’ve noticed a change.” Percy’s voice was somber as he drove throughout the thick forest, focused on the destination while his heart was stuck in the conversation. Kakashi was silent a moment, his mind was racing. Was it safe to tell his friend the truth? To let the secrets of his beloved lay out in front of someone who was only watching from the outside?

“I’m not sure I understand,” he replied monotoned. His outside demeanor was cool, but anyone who really knew what was going on inside his mind could tell the intricacies of his tone, picking up the way his voice would lilt anxiously as he declared this inquiry.

“Well I’m sure you do, so don’t play dumb with me Hatake,” Percy snapped, he wasn’t playing games- Kakashi was sure of this now.

“Well what do you want me to tell you? Sometimes people don’t work out the way they meant to, we don’t have control over these things. All you need to know is that me and her are… we’re complicated.”

“Bullshit.” Kakashi was taken aback.

“What are you talking about?” The wind was blowing through his hair, headband threatening to blow off his eye. He held it tight, looking at his thighs for avoidance.

“I’m talking about your seriously psychotic desire for control. You’ve wanted her from the moment you met her, haven’t you?” Percy asked, revving the engine of his bike.

“More than anything…” Kakashi admitted, vision still remained on his thighs.

“And ever since then, what have you done?”

Kakashi thought about it for a moment. What had he done? He had fucked you on his desk, broken into your home and stolen your underwear, touched you while you slept, fucked you at work, fucked you on missions- gods... the list could only go on.

“I’ve done all I could.” He clutched his fists, hating how horribly his stomach churned. “And yet it still wasn’t enough.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that my love for her has consumed me, my body, brain, and soul. She’s all I think about- ever. She’s everything, and everywhere. No matter what time of day or night, I can feel her down to the very air I breathe. I’ve tried for what has felt like forever to have her all to myself.”

“Why all to yourself?”

“Because the thought of her with anyone else makes me violent,” Kakashi said, regretting his words the very moment they spilled past his lips.

Percy remained quiet, Kakashi wasn’t sure if it was so he could talk more or not. He stayed silent for a while too. He wondered wether Percy was judging him, then again he didn’t care too much, it wasn’t him who was worried about public appearances.

“Sometimes I can feel my blood boil when I see another man talking to her. She makes me feel at peace, not just in my mind but in my soul. I love that woman down to the marrow in my bones and to think that some other man could see her and only see her for her beauty, only see her for something to use makes me sick. I can practically feel the bile in my throat just thinking about it.”

“So she makes you feel calm?” Percy didn’t seem to be turned off by the way Kakashi spoke of you, it was as if they were having a conversation so casual it was comparable to one about the weather.

“It’s beyond that,” Kakashi felt his heart flutter as he thought of you, his mind running with excitement just at the opportunity to talk about you.

“Sometimes I think about my past and all the people who have left me. Some of them chose to, some of them didn’t. Regardless, whenever I’d get attached to someone they’d leave, I didn’t have any control over it. Maybe it was because I was weak, or too young to have any real say in the matter. But now it’s different. I’m stronger and I’m older, no matter how you look at it I’m ten times the person I was all those years ago.” Percy remained silent, listening intently to his friend. Something he wouldn’t do to much of as Kakashi wasn’t the type to open up easily.

“When I met her, I knew instantly I loved her. It was a fact just as true as the sky is blue. I don’t think about all the horrible things from my youth whenever she’s around, not when all I can think about is the possibility of my old age spent with this wonderful woman. And the only way to have a future with her is if she doesn’t leave. I’ve grown beyond a simple lust for her, I've realized I can’t escape these feelings. I learned about her past, her favorite flowers and I’ve showered her in as much affection I can show without being too much. I’m sure I’ve crossed that boundary already but I can’t help it, I have too much inside to not let go of.”

“So you want something serious with her?”

“Yes.”

“Why call it quits now? After everything you’ve gone through, why give up?”

“Because she’s going to leave me,” He ran a hand through his silver hair, holding back a tear that was heard through the slight crack in his voice.

“She told you she doesn’t want to be together anymore?” Percy asked, wondering if what his girlfriends told him about you was true or not. He remembered hearing how you liked Kakashi too, but was afraid of ridicule, yet still craved his love beneath it all.

“She wants to fight in a possible deadly battle. I cant disclose much but that’s all I can say.”

“But she’s strong isn’t she? Plus she’s a medic, so wouldn’t she be able to heal herself if anything happened?” Percy asked, unsure about the severity of this “battle”.

“You don’t get it,” Kakashi sighed, leaning his forehead against Percy’s back. “I can keep her through affection and intimacy, that’s one thing we both know we have for each other, it’s apparent. But I can’t keep her from getting herself killed. Death is around every corner for people like me and her.”

“Shinobi, you mean?”

“Exactly. I don’t want to be in love with someone and yearn for them every second we aren’t together just for them to leave and die. It’s not fair to torture myself like that. I’d rather call it quits early before I’m doomed to live a life of suffering. I couldn’t deal with it.”

“Kakashi, you already are.” Percy didn’t care to tiptoe around the fact, he was tired of all the beating around the bush. Kakashi sat there a moment, his head still resting against his friends back.

He closed his eyes, occasionally catching himself to hold onto the bike better as they jostled over small rocks and bumps along their path. Kakashi didn’t have much to say about that, but it did prompt a lot of thinking, not that he could do much with Percy being such a chatterbox.

“You need to hear me out with this, okay? Love is like a sandwich-“

“Good gods, spare me the metaphors…”

“I’m going somewhere with this trust me!!” Percy yelled defensively, his volume mostly washed out by the breeze blowing by. “You can have all the amazing fillings you want: intimacy, shared experiences, passion, romance, all that is great but without the bread that keeps it together it’s just a bunch of things slopped together. What makes a sandwich a sandwich is the bread that keeps it together- a solid foundation, trust. And sure, it’s going to be messy at times, but that just comes with that delicious journey we all sign up for.”

“Is there a point to this analogy?”

“Obviously, dumbass. You have all the makings for a great relationship except for the bread… the trust. The bread you’ve got is thin- real thin. Meaning it’s not able to keep all that great stuff inside. The only way that meals gonna end is with everything falling out. Do you know why your bread is thin?” Percy asked, dodging a large rock in the middle of the path.

“Because of my insecurities…” Kakashi admitted, his face heating up.

“Bingo.”

He sat with this realization, mostly because he was metaphorically eaten up alive by one of his best friends. That aside, he looked at the bigger picture. Was he really that insecure about his trust in you? He knew you were strong, but was he actually just insecure you would rather die than be with him?! Was he really that codependent on you? That wasn’t possible, not with war being such a great threat. Percy didn’t know that though, so that’s another thing to factor in. Regardless, there still was valid food for thought presented to him.

“Well how far away are we now?” Kakashi asked, looking around at the new environment.

“Wont take longer than a few minutes, bud. Relax, we’ll be there in no time.”

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Percy was right of course, only a few minutes later and the two were parked outside the large wooden gates. Sounds of children’s laughter and music could be heard just beyond, as well as the smell of amazing food clouding their senses. Kakashi and Percy walked in, delighted by all the new sights and sounds, it seemed like a festival was taking place, although they had zero clue what it was for.

While it did seem magical at first glance, Kakashi knew the truth behind this villages facade. When he truly looked around beyond the vibrant colors and fun attractions, he saw very sick people lurking around the streets, some even begging for spare money. He sighed to himself, judging all the men who walked by with their expensive robes who were laughing at the sick and elderly.

“Kakashi! Over here!” Percy called to him from beyond the crowd.

Kakashi looked over to where his friend was and saw a small shop next to some sort of brothel-esque building. He tilted his head in curiosity at him, raising both arms in a shrugging position.

“No- come over here! This is the place I came here for!” Percy called louder, holding open the shops door to signal he was about to enter.

Kakashi jogged over there, still overwhelmed by all the excitement going around. When he caught up with Percy, he suddenly felt something very familiar. It was that calmness in his soul he had described to Percy earlier. He spun around, trying to see what it was and if he could follow it.

“Something the matter?” Percy asked, shutting the door.

Kakashi turned his head and saw a small staircase on the outside of the establishment that led to a second story door. He furrowed his brow looking at the door, feeling a strange calling towards whatever was just beyond it.

“No… I guess it’s nothing.” He said, turning towards Percy as he opened the door and walked inside.

It was a small restaurant, a few tables here and there as well as a large island that a middle aged man stood at.

“Hi, welcome in fellas! Take a seat anywhere you want, I’ll get you both a few menus to look at!” He said cheerily, ducking behind the island to grab two menus.

Percy sat at the island in front of the man, Kakashi followed and took the seat next to him. The older man gave them their menus and went in the back to give them some time.

“Are you hungry at all?” Percy asked, skimming the drinks side.

“I could eat,” Kakahi responded, suddenly craving a sandwich more than anything.

There were quite a few options to choose from. Some vegan options, some vegetarian, and some sort of dessert types with various different fruits, custards, and cream fillings. Kakashi was in the mood for something more traditional and hearty, deciding he would ask for a grilled chicken sandwich.

The man reappeared with a small notepad and pen, leaning against the countertop.

“You two ready to order?” He asked, looking at Kakashi first.

“Yeah, may I please have the grilled chicken sandwich?” He asked, pointing to the menu. The man wrote it down and then asked for Percy’s order.

“I’ll have this breakfast sandwich,” Percy said.

“A little late don’t you think?” The man laughed, taking both menus.

“Well you know… breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Why not have it anytime of day?” Percy laughed. The man furrowed a brow and Percy grimaced, embarrassed by his joke falling flat.

Kakashi couldn’t help but feel that comforting aura getting stronger around him. He looked around, maybe it was the environment? Just then it became much stronger, as if all this muscles had relaxed in just that moment. It felt less like an aura and more like a chakra. He quickly looked behind the man and towards the curtains that led to the back. What he saw he couldn’t believe.

You emerged from beyond the curtains, holding two cups of water in your hands. When you looked up you immediately locked eyes with him. You must’ve felt the same muscle relaxation as Kakashi, you suddenly dropped both cups catching the eyes of the room.

“Kakashi…?”

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You had arrived to this hometown of yours not too long after you left Konoha. You watched as children ran around happily through the village with their prizes from games going on throughout the streets. You sighed, walking down the paths of the place you once called home, knowing the happiest of people were just tourists in this living hell your family and community was trapped in.

You approached your families restaurant, smiling at the nostalgic feeling it filled you with. You grabbed the handle and walked in, your father standing just behind the island. He called you name excitedly, rushing over to you to hold you in a tight hug.

“You’ve come home! What are you doing here? You didn’t get kicked out, did you?” He teased, letting you go to get a good look at you. You nervously laughed.

“No, it’s not that.” You said, rubbing the back of your neck.

“Well whatever the reason is, it’s nice seeing you again.”

“Um… can I talk to you upstairs for a moment? There’s something I need to tell you… it has to do with me being here actually.”

He nodded and held the curtain for you to walk through. Beyond the kitchen in the back was a small door that led to a staircase, that staircase led to the small flat you and your family grew up in. When you both had settled down in the living room, you had assumed your mother would be there, however she was not. Puzzled, you two sat on a nearby couch and you faced him to ask.

“Did mom go out somewhere? I mean… I didn’t see her in the restaurant or kitchen and it’s a little late to still be in bed…” Your fathers face fell, looking at the carpeting.

“Your mother is uh… well there’s no easy way to say this. Your mothers in the hospital.” You felt your heart drop.

“What’s wrong with her? Why didn’t you send a message?! I could’ve come home to help her- what’s going on dad?!” you asked, voice shaking.

He sighed deeply, rubbing his temples with one hand anxiously.

“We aren’t sure what was wrong with her but… we knew that with the big move and that new job of yours you’d have some real stress. We couldn’t put that on you, so we made the decision to send her to a nearby hospital to get her checked out.”

“Fuck…” you sighed, holding your head in your hands. “You need to take me to her, I can heal her… or fix her or… something- anything! Gods dad, what the hell?! Why wouldn’t you tell me?”

“Sweetie it’s fine, your mothers going to be okay-“

“Dad that’s a lot of money! For crying out loud, how are you going to afford the hospital bills?”

“We’ll be fine! as long as you’re okay we’ll be just fine.”

“Here, let me see if I have any extra money on me,” you reached into your pockets for your wallet. Your father quickly nudged your arm away.

“Please don’t, you have enough on your plate already. Why don’t you tell me what you needed to say earlier, okay?” He asked, putting on a small smile.

You frowned.

“Well, since we’re getting everything out in the open…” You took in a deep breath, letting it out with a shaky breath. “I’m going to war.”

You felt your heart shatter the way you watched your fathers face drop again. It was as if he was being told his only child was about to be killed right in front of him.

“Dad, I know how it’s sounds but I don’t have any other choice. There are people who need me, I signed up for this- this is my job.“

“I understand.” He said softly. You frowned, pulling him into a hug.

“I wanted to see you and mom one last time before I left… I know it’s a worst case scenario but… if anything were to happen, I wanted to tell you both goodbye.” You heard your father sob in your ear, holding you tightly. You couldn’t help yourself from crying either and wept with him on the sofa.

“I know you’re strong, and I know you’re valuable, but I’m still so worried,” he sputtered, you patted his back to comfort him but it did next to nothing.

“I know, but I promise you I’m not going down without a fight. I swear to you and mom I’m not going to let myself be weak.” You said sternly, almost as if you weren’t choking back a rivers worth of tears.

After a few more minutes and you and your father had calmed down, you sat there and discussed the situation of war. What it meant for you and your family. You said that with the money you had, it’ll all go to them if you died and they’d be able to move far away, to a better village and have a good financial place for themselves. Your father wasn’t pleased to hear about this and almost cried again. To get his mind off of it, you told him about your job and all the people you met at Konoha.

“Machi and Gale, huh? They sound quite nice! You even have your own students, sounds like you’ve adapted pretty well,” you dad smiled, tears drying on his cheeks.

“I have,” you smiled back, a blush forming in your face when you remembered Kakashi was one of the first you grew close with, even if it started out so riske.

“What’s that look for, hmm?” Your father asked, teasing you for the small blush across your face.

“It’s nothing,” you replied, putting a hand to your cheek and feeling the warmth on your skin.

“Don’t lie to me, I know that look pretty well. You must’ve met someone who isn’t just a friend or a student to you, so tell me!” He laughed, playfully swatting you on your arm.

“I mean, yeah there is someone,” you smirk, shortly after your face fell.

“Um… is everything alright?”

“Yeah, It’s just… things are complicated right now.”

“Oh,” you father said sadly, crossing his arms.

“But he’s a really great guy!” you perked up.

“He?” Your father asked. You nodded. “Does he have a name?”

“He might.”

“He might? What might it be?”

“It might be Kakashi.” Just the your fathers arms uncrossed, his eyes widening.

“As in Kakashi Hatake?”

“Oh great,” you sighed, hating this conversation immediately. “Yeah, why?”

“Because that’s the famous copy ninja! I’ve got to say I’m impressed.” You groaned, holding your knees to your chest now.

“Please stop embarrassing me.”

“I’m not trying to, I’m just suprised that a man like that can be in a relationship with you.” Immediately you grew defensive.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Your brows furrowed.

“Woah, I didnt mean it like that! It’s just… he’s known for being such a hardened shinobi. Who knew there was a heart beneath the mask?” He nervously laughed.

“I knew.” You added. Your father frowned, nervously fidgeting in his seat.

“I’m sorry, " you sighed. "I didn’t mean to be so snappy. It’s just that we’ve spent a lot of time together and he means a lot to me. I’ve seen a lot of his sides and even though he drives me crazy I can’t help but love him regardless. He makes me feel seen, and appreciated. No matter how bitchy I am he keeps trying, nobody else has ever been this patient with me. And what makes things even crazier, is that I feel so drawn to him. It’s like my whole life has led up to the moment we’d meet. Oh, what am I saying? This is starting to get weird, I’ll stop while I’m ahead,” your face felt extremely hot, you avoiding looking at your dad.

“No it’s fine, I get it.” He said, patting you on the back.

“Yeah, thanks.” Silence.

“So what makes things so complicated?”

“‘What isn’t complicated’ is a better question,” although you knew that answer was something entirely too inappropriate to say.

“It’s that bad?”

“Yes and no. It’s a long story, I couldn’t get into it.”

“Well whatever the case may be, you sound like you really love him. In fact, I caught onto you saying that,” he smirked.

“Please stop.”

“Fine.” he raised his hands defensively, then stood up from his seat at the couch. “Now we can sit here moping all day or we can spend time together like we used to. What do you say?”

“Moping sounds good but we can’t afford that right now so let’s work the restaurant like we used to.” You smiled, following him down that stairs.

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“Kakashi…?”

So that’s what it was, it was you all along. He should have known better. Kakashi stood up, uttering your name back to you. You weren’t sure what to do. Truth be told you didn’t forgive him for putting you out on the spot like that, but you also knew there was no real reason for him to forgive you either.

“I’m sorry but would you excuse us for a minute?” Kakashi asked Percy as he motioned to speak to you outside.

“No.” Percy said, fidgeting with his napkin. Your father shot you a concerned look, finally putting two and two together. You patted him on the back reassuringly.

“It shouldn’t take long, we’ll just have a chat upstairs.” You reached into your pocket for a set of keys, walking out the front door of the establishment, Kakashi on your tail.

You two walked out in silence and he followed you up the outside stairs, staying quiet as you unlocked the door and stepped inside. He looked around and it appeared to be your old bedroom, posters and ribbons hanging on the walls. It felt homey to him, more so when he noticed preserved flowers laying on your desk, jasmine to be exact.

“So did you follow me here or did you-“ he cut you off with his lips against yours. Your eyes grew wide in shock. But the moment he put his hand on the small of your back you felt entirely different. Your eyes closed softly and your hands tangled in his hair. You felt a familiar fire burn in your chest, your heart fluttering as his beat in tandem with yours.

“Kakashi,” you sighed, his grip on you becoming tighter. He pushed you against the door, keeping his grasp on you impossibly firm. “Now’s not a good-“

“Stop talking, damnit.” he huffed, his breath hot against your skin. Immediately you shut your mouth, only opening it again to allow his tongue to brush up against yours.

You locked the door while you were still up against it, then resumed pulling on his hair. You also pushed your body against his firm chest, feeling your loins flutter as his breathing became heavier and his kisses more desperate. Kakashis tongue prodded into your mouth, caressing your own as if it lost it, rejoicing in the feeling of finding it again. His body language spoke the same dialect, his arms tense while they wrapped around you, legs locked in place as they cornered you against the wooden door.

You grabbed onto his vest, yanking it off of him and it was only for a moment when his arms left your body. His vest sliding off of him and landing on the floor, he swiftly kicked it away and then resumed his primal grip against your body. He pulled you into him, a breath of air escaping your lungs the moment he ripped your body off the floor. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, head falling to your shoulder while his teeth sunk into your neck, you let out a small grunt from the pain that you couldn’t welcome enough.

“Kashi?” you whispered heavily. He cut you off with another sloppy kiss, the rough smack of his lips against yours had you digging your nails into his back through his body con long sleeve. “What are you doing-“ another kiss “here?”

“What does it look like?” He huffed, hands sneaking past your shirt as he caressed your back with his long fingers. Your breath hitched at the feeling of him touching your bare skin, hair on the back of your neck raising while the tickling sensation of his calloused fingertips roamed your skin.

“I know what you’re doing, but why?”

“I needed you,” he rasped, fingers digging into your skin, his own nails now dragging down your skin. You shuddered in his grasp, thighs clamping down tight around his abdomen. “Must I need any other reason?”

“No…” you knew this was rhetorical, but the gratification you gained from answering him regardless heightened your arousal, giving into him just like you always did. “Needed me for what?” you asked, your chest rising and falling as you struggled to gain your composure.

“I just needed to see you,” Kakashi muttered licking the slight teeth marks that curved along your neck. “I missed this… the way things were before. Y’know I thought about inviting you over the other night?”

“To your apartment?” You were suddenly curious. He nodded, his hands now rubbing down your back, causing you to shiver once again. “What would we do?”

“I don’t even know. I was just so empty without you, even you being in my presence would be enough for me. However, I’m sure we’d find ways to entertain ourselves,” He leaned in closely to your ear “Wanna know how exactly?”

When he said this he thrusted himself into you, his hard package pressing right up against your clothed cunt. You moaned, grinding down on the new stimulation the moment you could, completely void of embarrassment or shame.

“Y-yeah,” your heart was practically in your throat now, however you felt the heartbeats much, much lower.

“Well, I had something in mind,” he hummed, his hands now on your asscheeks, gripping them harshly.

“Ngh- Like what?”

“I was thinking about how bad you’ve been lately,” his breath was almost burning the skin of your neck, you wanted him to so badly rip your clothes off of you and take you to bed. His hair smelled so good, you kept digging your fingers inside of the fluffy mass, gently pulling at it while it tangled between your fingers. He grunted slightly.

“Just like how you are right now,” it came out a purr, vibrations coming up from deep inside his chest. “You’ve been a bad girl. Sometimes I can barely recognize you.”

You didn’t know why you felt so ashamed about his words, a wave of regret crashing hard against you.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, unsure why the apology came so easy.

“So you admit you’ve been a bad girl?” he asked with amusement in his tone, his voice hoarse as he spoke deep into your neck.

“I’m as bad as they come,” you admitted, legs wrapping around even tighter. He chuckles softly.

“Oh? Well then I think we both know what that means,” his cock twitched underneath his pants, you had to sink your nails into your palms to avoid getting handsy. “I think you need to be punished severely.”

The hair on the back of your neck stood up, goosebumps rising on your skin immediately. He carried you over to your bed, tossing you down on it. You crashed against it, a loud squeak echoing through the room. You blushed, hoping to whatever god there was that nobody downstairs could hear.

“What are you going to do with me?” You asked, your hands rubbing where he bit you on your neck.

“You want to know your punishment?” An amused smile spread across his face. You nodded. “Well that’s for me to know and you to find out.”

You felt frustrated, already wanting him to lash out on you, it felt like torture the way he stood over you, patently keeping his hands to himself.

“Please?” you whispered, one of your hands moving south of your body, he watched as your sunk your hands under your waistband, eyes blowing wide when your mouth fell open.

He grabbed your wrist and yanked it back out, pinning it down and above your head.

“I think you need another spanking.” You bit your lip, trying to hide your excitement, your panties already wet when he increased the pressure of his hand.

He sat down next to you, letting go of your wrist and instead using his hand to grab your hair into a tight pony tail, causing you to sit up.

“Should I bend over your lap?” it came out as a mewl, your desperation evident on your face.

“How funny that you just want to jump straight into it,” he smiled in your face, shiny teeth gleaming back at your from beyond his perfect lips. “Sweet girl, maybe you do know how to behave,” he kissed you softly, then had you bend over his lap.

With one hand still firm in your hair, the other pulled down your pants, your panties coming down with it. You clenched around nothing as the cool air hit your wet cunt, a shiver was sent up your back.

“Such a slut, excited for her spanking.” He caressed your soft globes, you hummed excitedly, almost moaning at the delicate touch. “If I hadn’t done this previously I would’ve assumed you didn’t know what this was. Is that true? Are you a stupid girl who doesn’t know what a spanking is?” he cooed, his hand grabbing you hip harshly, fingers digging into your skin.

You grunted, knowing with this much pressure he would leave bruises along you skin for days, weeks even.

“It’s not pleasant, at least not the way I do it, remember? It’s gonna hurt, way more than a few soft taps.”

“I’m hoping for it,” you replied back, surprised by your own response and enthusiasm.

“Oh yeah?” he also seemed surprised, pleasantly surprised. A wicked smile was plastered on his face, searching your eyes with his own. “How long have you been wanting this for? I mean, you’re so obedient. I cant help but assume you’ve fantasized about this ever since last time,” his grip of your hair tightened, you smiled up at him devilishly.

“I’ve been wanting this since I last saw you.”

“Good answer,” he smirked. “Are you ready?”

You nodded quickly, arching your back as the tension builds up in your body.

“An even better answer." his fingertips glided againsty the curve of your back. "I don’t care if you scream or cry, in fact it would make this more enjoyable,” he hummed, pulling on your hair. “Now sit still.”

Kakashis hand came down hard on your backside, a loud slap echoed in your ears. You let out a depraved moan, biting your lip as the stinging starting to settle on your asscheek. He took a moment to take in the look on your face, ogling the flush of color across your cheeks. Quicker, and much harder this time, he struck you again with his ever-so-firm hand.

You whined, squirming in his lap until he spanked you again. After his next, you dug your nails into the mattress beneath you, huffing deep breaths in and out. Kakashi laughs softly, watching your soft ass turn a bright pink as he punished you.

“How many can you handle? You want me to get creative?” he asked happily, softly rubbing circles on your abused skin.

“Y-yesss…” your voice was trembling.

“If you say so. But it makes me wonder… how much pain can this pretty little ass take?”

“I deserve it, we both know I’ve been bad,” you mutter, nails coming out of the mattress as you slowly began to get less tense with each rub of Kakashis hand.

“Yes you have,” Kakashi exclaimed amused. “Do you know how bad? Answer me.” He smacked you again, and all you could muster was a string of whimpers and groans, no real words coming to your mind.

“Answer me properly. I don’t want to hear your little moans. I want a real answer. Tell me what you’ve done.”

“I… I’ve kept you a secret…” you whispered, your hand stroking his knee. “And the worst part is I’ve been fantasizing about you this whole time.”

“Interesting. For how long, give me a number.” He pulls your hair, tilting your face upwards so your eyes are locked.

“8 weeks,” you confess, looking away to avoid his strong gaze.

“8 weeks? How filthy have you been? What’s the most inappropriate thing you’ve fantasized about me doing?” He pulled your hair tighter, forcing you to look back at him.

“I’ve thought about you defiling me.” Kakashi raised an eyebrow.

“That’s all? I’m not going to lie, I expected more from you.” His hand move from your ass to your hip, once again squeezing it tightly. You winced.

“I-I’ve thought about you waking me up just so you can use me to get yourself off,” you blurted out. Kakashi perked up, much more interested.

“Anything else? You’ve had 8 weeks,” clearly he was having fun toying with you. It felt like torture dumping your fantasies onto him, but you couldn’t help spilling your guts.

“I’ve thought about pleasuring you.”

“Go on.” His grip became looser, yet still firm.

“I’d use my mouth.” He smirked.

“Is that all?” You wanted to melt into his lap, escape his massive presence.

“And my hands…”

“Well, don’t you have a plethora of talents,” he teased, bringing his hand back and quickly down his to your ass. You flinched, but before he could make contact he stopped himself, laughing softly. Your face burned hot.

“Anything else? I mean, 8 whole weeks is a looong time,” he raised his eyebrow again, looking directly in your eyes.

“Well…”

“Spit it out, don’t be a tease. I know you can say more.” His words made your skin tingle.

“I’ve thought about how mad you were at me, ignoring me all the time at the office. So I thought about trying to rile you up, get you even angrier. Just so maybe you’d snap and use me without holding back.” He loosened his grip on you.

“You really want that? For me to take my frustration out on you?”

“Yes.” You gripped his knee tighter.

“You really are a bad girl, aren’t you?” He smirked, grip getting firmer in your hair again.

“I am.”

“Do you have no shame? Ass in the air, panties off, pussy soaking wet, and looking me in my eye while you tell me about all the filth you’ve imagined about me. Sweet girl, you’re more perverted than I thought.” He pulled your hair back further, his mouth connected with your more a quick kiss.

“I bet you’ll say anything at this point if it’ll make me happy, huh? You’ve completely given yourself to me, isn’t that right?” With lidded eyes you nodded looking up at him.

“Are you mine to use?” Amused curiousity lingering in his voice.

“Yes.” Right after you confirmed this, another rough smack was right up against your ass. You yelped, once again digging your finger into the mattress.

“You like that, don’t you? You like getting hit by me.” You nod. Another rough smack. “Say it.” he practically barked.

“I- I like it! I like getting hit by you!” You wanted to curl up in embarrassment, once again hoping nobody could hear you. Kakashi had a wicked look on his face.

“I wonder how many times can I hit this ass of yours before you cry? Are you a tough girl?” He asked condescendingly.

“Yes…” He hit you harder, producing a loud moan out of you. He laughed.

“Are you tough or what? You seem to be enjoying this more than I expected,” this time he struck you lower, so that his palm was right up against the back of your thigh. You desperately squirm again, breathing shakily. He hits you there again, smiling to himself.

“Oh? Am I hitting a sensitive spot?” You almost shrieked when he smacked it again. “So I did find a sensitive spot,” he leaned down closely so that that he was almost in your ear.

“I’m going to keep smacking you, riiight here until your crying and begging me to stop.” And that’s what he did. Over and over again, watching as you rubbed your legs together, slick coating the feverish in-between of your legs.

“How many more spanks can you get before you cry? 10? 20? I know you can take it,” he kept spanking you, each one lighting you up until your ass was red. As he spanked you, he enjoyed watching your eyes roll back, your whimpers echo softly in your room, and your body spasm after each moment of contact.

“You must nearly be at the edge, huh?” Your eyes rolled back to normal, welling with tears. “Awww, is that it? Is that all you can take?”

He delivered the final blow, you moaned loudly, tears flowing down your cheeks. You felt lightheaded, pain and pleasure circulating inside of you. The erotic sensation making it's way up your spine, the hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

“Aww… did I do that? Did I make the tough, pretty girl cry?” You nod, unable to verbalize a single thought. “Such a good girl, taking it like a champ. I have to say, I admire how well you kept your composure… well at least most of it.”

He pulled your hair back, your head coming closer to him and he placed a soft kiss on your forehead. You shut your eyes and bit your lip, your heart melting at his sudden tender affection.

While still having a good grasp of your pony tail, Kakashi slung you over to the side, trapping you against him and the bed. He had you pinned, your wrists above your head. When he towered his large form over you his lips brushed against yours, his scent was everywhere. You closed your eyes again, and felt how his eyelashes fluttered against your cheek as he bent down lower and licked up your neck.

You smirked, a sudden tickle causing you to slightly spasm, Kakashi laughed softly when he saw it. He instead turned to biting you, the feeling of his teeth in your neck filled you with the most euphoric nostalgia. You sighed, legs bending so your knees could squeeze his waist. He rutted his hips into your core, and you shuddered as the wet juices pooled in your cunt and trickled down your legs.

Kakashi looked up at you, lips curled into a cocky smile, pressing softly against your own. You parted your lips, his soft tongue dragging along your plump lip, before his teeth gently trapped it and he bit into it possessively. You never started the day thinking he'd be showing up at your old home, about to fuck you senseless into the mattress you've spent countless nights on. It seemed to you like Kakashi's fate was to always appear, and so was your passionate desire for him.

Kakashi's kiss could make your loins ache like a wildfire, yet it could also make your breaths slow and your heart melt. Maybe it was fate?

I am safe here. His arms are open, his tongue is tender, and I don't need to struggle anymore.

Its all you could think about, really.

Two fingers circled your drenched clit, Kakashi watched your hole clench around nothing. He licked his lips watching your pretty cunt swallow his didgets shortly after, curling up as he pumped in and out.

“She’s so pretty…” he hummed, his knuckles now shiny with your arousal.

Your toes curled the more he pumped you, his fingers working fast. You roughly grabbed his wrist, stopping his movement. He looked up at you, a single brow cocked.

“Something wrong?” his voice was smooth, eyes soft as they watched you with adoration.

“T-that’s not what I need…” You murmured, breathing in and out as if you’d pass out.

“Tell me, what do you-“

“Cock. Yours.” You demanded. Kakashis eyes grew wide, a sinister grin plastered in his face. He retracted his fingers from your cunt, a silent moan escaped your lips when he moved.

“I never thought I’d have you so needy, sweet girl.” Kakashis hand traveled to his waistbands and pulled them down, hard cock slapped against his body con shirt, precum making his tip glisten.

“I can’t help it.” You admitted, your eyes breaking away from his to stare at his erection. Your legs spread wide, and you wriggled excitedly.

Kakashi ducked down to kiss you, cupping your cheeks as he rutted against you, his length rubbing up and down against your clit. You moaned into the kiss, a smile on your face as your pleasure spread. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, getting even closer as you two enjoyed eachothers embrace.

Kakashis tongue made its appearance in your mouth again, the soft tip of his tongue swirling with yours, just to retreat and wetten your lower lip.

“Don’t tease me…” you whispered, breaking the kiss only to resume it quickly. He laughed gently, his hand moving south to grab the base of his cock and align it with your entrance.

“Well, aren’t you one to talk?” With one swift motion he went balls deep inside of you again, a shiver running up his back as he bottomed out, his public bone flush with your clit.

You both grunted, then began to lock lips as his hips drilled into you. You both knew you didn’t want to waste any time, each time he bottomed out you grounded down on him further, feeling his warm precum coat your walls as your own arousal spilled out and onto the sheets.

“Always wet for me…” he smiled, kissing down your jaw.

His cock was heavy, stretching you perfectly and throbbing each time it hit that tender spot inside of you that made you digs crescents into his back with your nails. He loved watching your lashes flutter when your eyes rolled back, and he devoured your lips whenever they opened to produce a guttural moan.

“I love you…” Kakashi cooed, a finger of his now playing with your clit.

“Love you- haaah- too…” you replied with a whine between words.

Kakashi pulls your shirt off of you, then quickly grabs both your wrists in one hand. He pins you down, and you’re unable to move. He retracts his hand from your clit and presses his forearm under your tits, pushing them up and drooling at how pretty they sit. He ducks down and sucks a nipple, his soft tongue spreading hot spit over your sensitive tits. He moans, cock throbbing as you pulse around him.

He looks up at you, your face red and forehead slightly sweaty. Fuck, you look so sexy. He groans your name, biting your tit, sucking a hickey into the soft flesh in his mouth. You’re seeing stars, vision blurry as your orgasm comes washing over you. You’re whimpering his name, shaking and yet unable to move under his massive presence. He lets go of your tit in his mouth and watched over you. You were his own personal porn star, cumming for him- cumming on him. Whimpering his name as you choke his girthy cock and take him while he resizes your cunt.

“Filthy… you’re making such a mess.” His pace was quicker now, your cries of pleasure louder as he beats your pussy into the mattress. “Bad girl…” he hums low, almost a growl.

You can’t fight back the violent euphoria, your poor cunt wants more of him, regardless as to whether or not you can take it.

“S’ good…” you mewl, erotic and soft squelches filling your ears as he continues to stuff you with his member, his own orgasm on its precipice.

“You really are a slut of this cock, huh?” he teased, thrusting hard, keeping his dick stuffed deep inside you as he pressed his pelvis against your clit. His nails dig into your wrists, your fingers try to grab onto him but you just can’t reach.

“No more playing games,” he grunts, a hand letting go of your wrists to wrap around your throat firmly. You gasp, your air running thin. “You want me?” His hips retreat, then slam harsh inside of you. You wince, eyes snapping shut when you moan.

“Tsk tsk, look at me.” you follow his order, your brows knitted tightly together, looking up at him through your lashes. His teeth glimmer as he grins mischievously, his grip on your neck tightening. “Nah, you need me.”

You feel like you’re about to pass out again, legs shaking viciously and you felt light headed.

“My body always misses this pussy… fucking made for me.” He nips at your jaw, railing you at the one pace he knows you and he both like it. “Mine.”

He wants to mark you up, leave you purple for everyone to see. So when he notices how hard it is for you to breathe he lets go, and takes delight in how you choke for air. He sucks deeply at your neck, throbbing inside you when he imagines how it’ll look after.

“M’gonna cum again…” you almost plead, hips tilting up to meet his own, welcoming his gorgeous cock back inside of you where you knew it belonged.

“I bet you want me to cum inside you,” he mutters, letting go on your sensitive skin before he sucks another purple bruise into your neck.

“Please.” Is all you manage, your slick now running down your ass.

“Always a slut for my cum…” He bites your shoulder, his tongue licking at the red skin underneath. “Can’t fuck you once without you begging for a creampie.”

You cum for a second time, begging for his hot cum to fill you up and pour out. Kakashi complies, a few more rough thrusts and he’s pumping you full of his burning seed, you feel impossibly full as you throw your head back. Kakashi moans heavily, still pumping you with his cock, loving the way you squirt on him with your own spend.

“You can play with yourself thinking about this tonight,” he says low, kissing you hard while he continues to shoot ropes into you. You twitch, legs spasming as your orgasm refuses to subside.

“N-no. I wanna be with you tonight! I wanna do it again!” You beg, wrapping your legs even tighter around him. His eyes widen and he licks your neck playfully.

“My sweet girl, if I bring you home with me tonight I won’t stop until the sun comes up.”

“I’m prepared to lose a few hours of sleep if it means I can spend them being your whore.” You respond shamelessly. He lets go of your wrist and you grab the back of his head, fully making out with him as you play with his silver mess. “I love you. I don’t care anymore.”

Kakashi hums in delight, pulling out of you, your shared cum sticking to his own thighs now.

“You mean you’re all mine?” He knew the answer.

“Mmhmm… And I’m sorry about the way I was acting before…” You admitted, hands running in his hair.

Kakashi rested his face against your tits, his arms wrapped around your waist.

“What do you mean? I should be sorry. I shouldn’t have been such a scummy person to make you choose me or your career, especially when I knew how much you love it.” His voice was soft and somber, you kissed the crown on his head.

“We both messed up, yeah?” You slightly giggled.

“Yeah,” he laughed back. “If you’re sure about going into this war with me I want you to know something.” He picked his head up, towering over you again. His palm rested against your cheek as his eyes looked deep into yours.

“I don’t care who we’re facing or what we’re up against. I don’t care who’s getting hurt but I do know one thing,” His brows furrowed. “I’m not leaving your side once. I’ll cover you, I’ll fight for you, I swear I’ll kill for you- I already have and I will again if I have to.”

He softly kissed the tip of your nose.

“That goes for me too,” you sighed, one of your hands caressed his shoulder. He grabbed that hand and kissed the back of it, then pulled you off the bed.

You two got dressed, although you chose to change into a turtle neck, and went downstairs. The restaurant was more packed and there was chatter all around, the nerves you may have been heard upstairs disappearing completely.

Percy turned around when Kakashi approached the seat next to him and reclaimed his seat. You walked around the counter and began to wipe it down. Your father came out from behind the curtain that led to the kitchen.

“Here’s that sandwich,” Your dad said, handing your boyfriend the plated food. “Enjoy, son.”

“Son?” Kakashi asked, taking a look around to see if people were watching him. When the coast was clear he quickly lowered his mask for a bite, then put it back on.

Nobody could see the smile underneath he had while he chewed, but you noticed the crinkle underneath his eyes.

“Not bad,” Percy said, polishing off his meal. “What’d you think, Kakashi?”

“Yeah,” he looked up from his plate, watching as you walked around the restaurant, taking orders and handing out drinks. “It was good.” It tasted like home.

A/N: after a much needed break/hiatus i’m finally back RAAAAHHHHH !!!!!!! for everyone asking if i plan on continuing the mafia AU yes i do but i feel like it’ll be a small mini series.

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I'm your secretary, Lord 6th - Secretary AU one shot

18+ MDNI !!!!

Cw: AFAB!Reader, power imbalances, semi toxic!kakashi, secretary!reader, unprotected piv (do not attempt), creampie (see previous warning), fingering, spanking, oral m receiving, degradation (slight), lmk what i missed !!

Word Count: not that sure, written on phone again lol. maybe like 2-3K.

Minimal editing, should be fine lol.

Maybe you were hired because you were extremely beautiful to the Hokage, because it for sure wasn't because you were someone of great organization skills. Papers piled up, calls and meetings were constantly rescheduled, and you had a gift for misplacing various important documents and folders. This behavior of yours used to be all accidental, until you realized how much fun getting an address wrong could be.

Smack.

"How many does that make?" The silver haired man asked, you could hear the smile in his voice, you couldn't see it however. You were bent over his desk, palms flat out with your elbows resting against the wood.

"Twelve," You whimpered. You wanted to rub the pain away from your ass but you knew better.

Kakashi did this whenever you would make an error, usually it was never this extensive of a punishment, however he had just found out about how you sent several invitations to a formal kage summit with several spelling errors- each one circled in a bright red ink that was the same color as the hand prints on your ass.

Kakashi would've never let himself let things get so far under normal circumstances, however- you were an acception. Again, the Hokage found you extremely irresistible. The first few weeks of working for this strong and world wide loved man were hard for him, pun intended. He would watch you come into the office every day with a lumpy sweater and baggy pants, watching as you fumbled with different stationary. Your wardrobe left quite a lot to the imagination, your curves completely hidden to his eyes, which made his perversions extremely unmanageable.

He wanted to talk about your office attire for a while, not sure if he actually thought the messy get up you wore every day was actually unprofessional for the workplace setting or if he just wanted to see you in a tight pencil skirt and a white buttoned shirt. Eventually he confronted you about this- a prey to his own desires.

Soon enough you would walk about the small office in exactly that, a black skirt that hugged your hips and ended near your ankles and a buttoned shirt of rotating colors, always with two buttons undone and collar folded neatly down. He would watch you leave your seat to go down the halls or even reach another part of the room with an unsteady wobble in your step due to this new custom of heeled sandals. He always had a smirk hidden under his mask and a gleam of great delight in his eyes.

His hard cock would torment him every day, as did your subpar work ethic. If you had been anyone else he would've fired you months ago, however he didn't and it seemed as though nothing would get done in the office. He found himself getting more and more frustrated with how you never seemed to become more organized or skilled at your job as time went on, but the good boss in him saw that you still had potential and maybe all you needed was... a little push.

Slam.

A weapons budget paper was slapped heavily and hard against your small desk, bright red ink circled your mistakes, extra 0's on numbers that weren't accounted for- a brutal error.

"What is this?" He hissed, seeing red not just from the paper.

"I-I... I don't know..." You stammered nervously, shoulders tense and raised in sudden anxiety.

"You don't know? This is our budget for weapons this month and you fucked it up big time," he spat at you. "This could've cost us thousands." His cock twitched under his robe, which he had tried to cover. He had envisions several sexual fantasies playing out just like this- and maybe his imagination was too good because you were falling right into his script.

"I'm so sorry, Lord 6th.... I-I didn't mean to- I would've never... I cant believe I did that I'm-"

"Then FIX IT!" He slammed the table right next to you again, precum leaking out from his erect dick while he watched you squirm. The room shook when his voice boomed, people outside not able to hear but feeling the reverberations of his reprimands. "I wanna watch it." He agitatedly picked up your pen and shoved it in your hand, leaning over you with his chin hovering above your shoulder.

You grasped the pen with a shaky hand, scratching out the circled zeros, a strange arousal welcoming itself onto you as you covered each red notation. You were working so fast your tits shook softly, Kakashi able to look down your shirt past the two undone buttons from his placement.

His hand came down to grasp his cock, grunting at the contact. You watched him out of the corner of your eye, hesitating with you work.

"Don't look at me, look at your fucking mistakes and fix them," his voice low and his breath heavy.

Instantly you locked back in and onto the pages of failures, crossing your legs and flexing your thighs together. Kakashi took notice and with his other hand squeezed the top thigh. You gasped softly, mouth falling open and face flushing softly, turned on but too scared to stop your task until you finished. Watching you squirm underneath him was Kakashis aphrodisiac, the hand on his cock pulling away the fabric of his cloak to unbutton his pants with ease. You hummed softly, pressing your thighs together harder and biting you lip softly to suppress any pleasurable moans.

"Stupid whore, cant do anything right…" Kakashi spoke, his hand hiking up your skirt, you leaned back and lifted your hips slightly to allow him to push it all the way up. "Look at that, you want this don't you?" You could hear the smirk in his voice. You looked up, lip still bitten. His hand left the imprint of his cock and grabbed your chin, shoving it back to the papers Infront of you roughly.

"Focus!" He demanded. Your skirt was now bunched up entirely at your hips, black panties on display for him. "Fuck..." He huffed, grabbing the waist band and pulling it down, which you also let him do.

He pushed it down to your ankles, pussy out for him as you sat on your chair. with one hand he caressed your soft slit, anticipation bubbling inside of you, a whimper left your throat when his finger dipped just beneath your folds and plunged into the gooey arousal running from your cunt.

"So wet already." Kakashis finger gathered your juices and slathered it up to your clit, the slick making it easier to tease your sensitive bud. You moaned softly, trying to continue with your task.

Your warmth felt like a beatitude to him, your scent let such a delicious desire bubble in him that he could feel it rumble throughout his body and up into his chest. His fingers felt like magic on your pretty cunt, soft pools of drool formed at your mouth. He couldnt hold it in any longer. Kakashi grabbed the back of your chair and wheeled it against the door of his office, both locking anyone out and locking you in place. His neck bent and he kissed you with passion, still toying with your pussy. He brought his fingers to his mouth and tasted you, intimidating eyes staring deeply into yours while he sampled your juices.

He was filled with an orchestra of your senses, looking at you, smelling you, hearing your soft whimpers, tasting you, feeling your cunt- it was all so ecstatic and euphoric, the feelings of this long overdue and dazzling sexual encounter.

Kakashis wet fingers dove right into your needy cunt, your walls tightening around his didgets as he curled them up into your spongey walls, hitting your g-spot. Soon enough you were seeing stars and came hard on his fingers, your sloppy cunt raining juices on his knuckles.

His big cock began to twitch violently beneath his pants, almost begging to be freed. He placed his palm on your forhead and pushed your head back, his other hand relapsing his dick from its confines and into your softly parted mouth, which readily took the offer. His cock fit nicely in your mouth, your soft lips caressing it’s circumference while it plunged deeper and deeper into your throat, your soft gags and chokes making his head feel light.

Time went on like this, a game of cat and mouse between you and the Hokage. It was extremely often that his hands went everywhere he wanted them to go and it was a daily occurance that you would welcome it. You both became insatiable for your desire for more in this sexual quest.

It became an art- the way you would seduce your Lord 6th. You would show up to work with shorter skirts and tighter blouses. On the days you wore your white shirts they were either semi sheer or completely transparent from you spilling water all over yourself, always an “accident”. Kakashi was left without control, his attraction becoming more and more of an obsession as time went on.

“Thirteen!” You yelped, burying your face in a stack of papers you yet again managed to mess up. He smacked your ass twice more, both times harder than the last.

“Fifteen!” you blubbered out, eyes teary and red.

“So good and obedient for me… if only I could get you like this all the time,” Kakashi hummed, curling his fingers through your hair and slowly pulling your head up to his level, licking roughly against the length of your neck.

His cock was aligned with your entrance and plunged in the second you tilted your hips back for him and your tits up and into the air. You both grunted in an agonizing bliss, follows by a soft sigh when he bottomed out into your perfect cunt.

“Who’s pussy is this?” Kakashi grunted, pulling out only to slam back into you with fervor.

“Y-Yours…” You cried out, gripping onto randomly scattered papers and crinkling them under your fingers.

“Yeah?” He asked with a smirk. “And whys that?”

“Because, I’m your secretary, Lord 6th.”

Kakashi instantly wanted to possess you, just like he always had. He continued to slam his cock into you, the meeting your his groin and your ass made the room fill not only with a soft smacking sound, but orgasmic noises from the both of you. Each time he pulled out, you pressed your hips back so that you could meet him when he penetrated you again.

He wanted to sink his teeth into your shoulder, and so he did so. You writhed in the blissful pain, unfrightened by the power imbalance you two had not just in position but in physicality. You loved the small indents he made against your skin and he continued to pound into you rhythmically.

He pulled out of you to have you sit on his desk, his cock ready to plunge back into you with that same aggressive arousal. When he did you sunk your nails into his muscular back, closing your eyes and listening to the sound of Kakashi sliding in and out of you and the agonizing grunts and moans coming out of him.

You could feel your juices leak out of you and soil the papers underneath you, stationary flew off the desk as it creaked and shook underneath you both.

“I bet you love feeling this cock, don’t you?” Kakashi spoke, his voice low from all the heavy breathing and ecstasy building inside of him.

You nodded, whimpers and moans spilling out from you, unable to speak coherently or even say “yes”.

He grabbed the back of your head and brought it closer to his, kissing you like he wanted to breathe the air that was in your lungs instead of his. His tongue swirled with yours while you came on his cock, unable to kiss back because of your whining, nails still sinking into the skin of his back, daring to create new scars in the shape of crescents.

“Love paying to fuck you all day,” he trailed off, going back in to push his greedy tongue into your gaping mouth. He began to swirl and roll it again with yours, only to stop and just tease the tip of yours with his own.

You started crying, over pleasured by this cock that had no interest of stopping it’s conquest until his conpletion, which he did. He shot thick white ropes inside of you, i afraid of branding you with his hot cum. It was too much and as he continued to thrust during his ecstasy it spilled out, dribbling out onto important documents and secret files.

You both shook, Kakashis large and abrupt, yours rapid and soft. He pulled out of you slowly, the walls of your cunt almost begging him to stay in as you clenched around his exiting dick, he laughed softly, cheating rising and falling over and over.

He pulled his cock back into his pants and wiped you off with a small cloth he had kept in a bottom drawer, specifically there for these moments.

“Clean this mess up and reorganize my desk for me, okay?” Kakashi ordered you, his air still regal even with the scene in front of you.

“Being a pretty fuck doll isn’t the only thing I keep you around for.”

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hi i hope you’re doing well!!! i just wanna say cheating sasuke is the most toe-curling sheet gripping back arching hair pulling eyes rolling soul taking and death dropping shit i have EVER read. i read it at least once a day, its like a ritual atp

and i might be broke as shit but on GOD if i had money i would send you every last penny, get on my knees and start crying and begging for you to upload its continuation

pls pookie i need this.😭

first of all thank you so much for your concern you guys are so sweet and it means so much to me that you’re so supportive of my little page. second of all NEW PART HAS BEEN POSTED !!!!!!!

i know we’re all thinking about it so i’ll address the elephant in the room- i am fine physically and mentally!! i feel like i needed a little break since i had a touch of burnout but i have a really supportive group of people around me and i want to re-explore my creative side and continue to make content. i have the full intentions of continuing and finishing the Dangerous Desires series but because i have a lot of small requests i’ve promised people so it’s still going to be pushed back a little. in regards to that, i will keep uploading but it won’t be full on “chapters” it will probably be like half chapters, still with story and sexy scenes but shorter word counts per upload. i hope you guys can understand, i’m a little out of practice but trust i will do my best. thanks, also you do not have to pay me but i appreciate the sentiment LOL

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Casanova (Cheating!Sasuke X AFAB!Reader) - iv

18+ MDNI !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CW: reader pregnancy, deadbeat dad activities lmao, homewrecker!reader, cheating, piv sex, oral (f receiving), slight degradation, drinking/drunk Sakura (let my girl live), mentions of masturbation, unhappy family, Sasuke being a breeder, unprotected piv (please use condoms IRL reader is already preggo, okay?) minimal editing tbh, lmk what I missed :p

Word Count: idk I wrote this on my phone lol. maybe like 2-3K words.

AN: Oh, hey guys... this is SO. EMBARRASSING. First time writing in a while. Yes, its been almost a year. No, we won't be addressing my absence. Please go easy on me I'm a little out of practice, I still hope this is enjoyable. I'm still a freak I swear. Okay enjoy, thanks.

The Uchiha household was tense, everyone under the roof could feel it. Sakura would work long hours at the hospital while her beloved daughter would attend school and her husband- who felt more distant now than when he would be off for missions at months at a time- would be off doing gods-know-what. Sakura knew it, Sasuke knew it, and their only daughter knew it- something was going on.

"I just don't know what's been going on with him lately," Sakura sighed, setting her wine glass down on Ino's coffee table, a girls night long overdue. "I mean, I haven't seen him this distant since we were teens. I know he's been through a lot and he's done a lot of work on himself to be more present... I don't know why all that efforts gone away all of a sudden..."

Ino frowned, brows knitted together, she set her wine glass next to Sakura's, the light sound of the two crystal glasses clinking together sounded like a small chime. Ino adjusted her seat, sitting closer to her beloved childhood friend.

"Well what do you mean by distant? I hate to say it but Sasukes kinda... always distant." Ino muttered, recounting in her head the amount of years he had been gone away from Sakura and their shared family.

"Well for starters he's been working late and won't open up about what he's been doing. Secondly, he'll barely say anything at the dinner table, and when he does its one worded. He'll be in his head so whenever I talk to him its like talking to a wall," Sakura's demeanor changed, her pace increasing and her voice shakier and brassy. "He won't look me in the eye, he won't cuddle me in bed, he won't touch me- oh gods..." she cut herself off, fighting back tears that welled in her eyes.

Her throat became dry and tight, quickly Ino picked up the wine bottle and filled Sakura's glass to the brim before the pink haired kunoichi on the couch gulped it down in seconds. After placing the emptied glass back down on the table, Sakura slammed her face into her palms, her elbows sinking into her thighs. Deep breaths through her fingers as she tried regulating her emotions, the alcohol in her system warming up her body and loosening her inhibitions.

"We haven't had sex... in months" Sakura slowly mustered up the courage to confront the lack of intimacy. Ino held her close, Sakura crying softly as her tears hit the blondes exposed shoulder. "I've never felt uglier..."

"Don't say that," Ino grabbed both of Sakuras shoulders, looking her directly in her green eyes. "You are such a beautiful woman and you know it. Sasuke's lucky to call you his." Sakura rolled her eyes, the whites of them an anguished pink.

"You're just saying that."

"Sakura, I'm not." Ino furrowed her brows.

"You're my friend, you have to say it."

"Yeah but that doesn't make it any less true. You have an amazing body, your face is gorgeous, and you always have the softest hair. That's just the physical stuff, you're the strongest woman in the village and you're one of the kindest people I know." Sakura scoffed a laugh, ends of her lips curling up.

"See, don't pretend like you don't know it." Ino softly shoved her shoulder playfully. "If I wasn't married maybe we would end up together, you're a piece of ass" Ino giggled. Sakuras face reddened.

"Ino, you're too much..."

"Or maybe you would've ended up with Lee," Ino trailed off.

Sakura perked up. "What do you mean?"

Ino rolled her eyes, reaching for her wine before reclining back on the love seat. "Honestly, I don't know why you didn't end up together. I mean, he's not as easy on the eyes as Sasuke but I bet he sure knows how to treat a woman. He would probably hang the moon for you."

"... Do you really think so?" Sakura blushed, her palm coming up to press itself against her warm cheek.

"SAKURA!" Ino raised her voice in a coy shock. The pink haired woman's eyes widened, shocked as well by her comment. She reached for her own wine glass, sipping it timidly.

"Seems like I've had too much," she giggled, continuing to finish off her glass.

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Sakura ended up stumbling home drunkenly instead of staying the night at the Yamanaka house like originally planned. She wanted to confront Sasuke, feeling quite rowdy from the bottles of wine the two of them polished off. When she reached the door she fumbled with her keys, the jangling alerting her insomniac husband- who just so happened to be busy with relieving some tension. He quickly clothed himself and opened the door for her.

"What're you doing home, I thought you were spending the night?"

"What? Are you mad that I'm here? Upset?" Sakura accused.

"No, of course not-" Sasuke sniffed the air around her. "Are you drunk?"

"What if I was?" Sakura crossed her arms, stumbling for a second, then leaning against the entry room wall.

"Well, I guess I'm not surprised," He turned to walk away, Sakura quickly grabbing the back of his shirt.

"Hey! I'm talking to you," She pulled him back against her with ease, her hands then running against his shoulders, kissing against his back sensually.

"Don't be so loud, Sarada's asleep." Sasuke whisper yelled. Sakura continued her run her hands along his back. Sasuke sighed heavily, feeling her delicate lips trail all along his back. "What're you up to?" He quickly snapped out of his trance.

"Come on, loosen up." She pushed her breasts against his back, wrapping her arms around his waist as her hands snaked further south. He pulled away, a flustered mess. He turned to face her, face a red blob.

"Whats gotten into you?" He asked, lips pursed and brows knotted. Sakura felt her chest hollow out.

"I'm a piece of ass!" She yelled through grinding teeth. Sasuke shushed her. "Don't shush me, you know its the truth! You're such a prick." She walked past him towards their bedroom. "I can name several people who think the same. I bet they'd actually fuck me if they had the chance."

"Don't be so vulgar, I don't want Sarada to hear you like this."

"Well then say it, say that I'm a piece of ass and I'll be quiet." Sakura stood there, arms crossed tightly against her chest, face stern.

Sasuke stayed quiet, face still hot and red. He felt a burning embarrassment inside his body, unable to open his mouth as he stood there paralyzed. A side of Sakura he'd never seen right in front of him. She frowned then started walking past him.

"Could've gotten lucky tonight... Don't worry, I'm tired anyways. I'm going to bed." Sakura ran her hand along the hall as she neared her bedroom. Sasuke sighed, on her tail. "Where do you think you're going?" She asked, standing in the doorway.

"To bed with you?" Sasuke raised a brow.

"Thats funny," Sakura grabbed the door knob. "You get the couch tonight, don't even think about it." She slammed the door in his face.

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You would've been pissed someone woke you up at 2 am with a knock at your door if you weren't already up, pregnancy bladder is no joke. You had a feeling it was gonna be him, nobody else would've showed up with the audacity to wake a pregnant woman up at such an hour, especially unannounced.

"Good morning," you grimaced at the Uchiha man.

"Good morning..." he responded, running his hand through his hair.

"Well... come in, you're letting the cold air in." He closed the door behind him, locking it. "What is it this time?"

"Sakura's gone crazy." You jumped as your heart sank.

"Y-you told her...?"

"No! She just came home all drunk and started acting really weird."

"Oh, thank goodness... well I'm not a marriage counselor so you'll need to leave, goodnight Sasuke." You turned around to head back to bed.

"Hey wait! I need a place to stay, I don't want to go back home..." He huffed.

"... Then go to Lord Seventh's. Or your office, I don't know what to tell you."

"I cant go to Naruto's, this matter is too personal for him to know about."

"Oh my-" you sighed in frustration. "Fine." You watched as he approached you, his arm sliding along the outside of your arm, he felt the goosebumps on your skin.

"Cold?" he asked in a soft hum. His touch made your skin feel electric. "I can keep you warm," he slowly lowered his face closer to yours. You pursed your lips, your face said one thing but your body was screaming another.

Instead of kissing you he breathed softly against your neck, the warm air making you shiver, his all-seeing eyes watching this effect on you. His arm curved around you and his hand rested against the soft curve of your back. The suddenness of it all made you reach out and slap him across the face, you didn't want to admit how he was making you feel, although you didn't have to say a thing- the both of you knew that what was going to happen next was inevitable.

You pulled away, on a mission to escape. Sasuke reached out and grabbed onto the back of your shirt, a trick he copied from his wife. The wife he left drunk at home alone, in bed alone, with their child alone. Familiarity.

"Don't," he ordered, stopping you dead in your tracks. You drive me crazy." He huffed, it almost sounded like he, Sasuke Uchiha- the last Uchiha, was begging. "I was like this earlier at home, I was thinking of you."

You felt weak all over, ignoring your obvious arousal and chopping it up to pregnancy hormones. But pregnancy hormones won't give you the intense feelings of wanting to and actually fucking the husband of one of your friends.

"W-why did you feel that way? I haven't seen you in weeks..." You asked, back still given to the dark haired man.

"Because I was touching myself thinking of you."

You raised your hand up to your mouth, softly biting the pad of your thumb to stifle a moan at the thought of him fucking his fist to just the thought of you. You slowly turned around, unable to resist him any longer. You wanted to run your hands along his hard chest, and so you did.

"Did you come all the way over here just to tell me this or did you have ulterior motives?" You asked in a sultry voice, swiping his cloak off his shoulders, it hit the group with a soft thump. He sighed, your hands felt delicious on his shoulders, he could only imagine how it would be on his bare skin.

"I knew my chances," his hand resumed its place, although it kept slowly inching lower. "And I liked my odds."

"Sasuke...?" you bit your lip.

"What is it?"

"What is it about me? I know this all started because of that one day fighting that genjustu user, but why continue?" Every day that you watched your stomach get bigger you felt more and more guilt, currently you're at a level you never knew existed, which is ironic when you considered the current scene in front of you.

Part of you still wanted to believe Sasuke was a good person, while it might still be an affair, there's no emotions mixed up on his part- that you know of. However you couldn't say the same for yourself. You craved his touch, and the sound of his voice. You didn't ever know what was going through his head- in fact nobody did. However, you were a different case. It was like you were imprisoned to stay with yourself and exist inside your head daily, you hated who you were and knew exactly how you felt. You liked the attention, the fucking, and although you would never admit to yourself, you knew you loved how fucked up this situation was. The rush was like none other, with the only exception being the sensations that were Sasuke Uchiha.

"Why?" Sasuke asked, a smirk on his mouth and mischief in his eye. "Because you're a piece of ass."

His hand clamped down on your ass cheeks, squeezing it harshly and kneading it with his strong fingers. You moaned, feeling your own erotic secretions start to flow from your pussy to your thigh. Sasuke's appetite was insatiable, he devoured you with his eyes, kissing you with them half lidded, watching as your eyebrows arched as he slipped his tongue into your own mouth.

He swirled the tip of his tongue with yours softly, a moment of gentle before he withdrew it and slammed his lips into yours, his hand still firm on your ass.

"So sexy..." he trailed on, his hand sinking lower to play in the warm slick of your pussy. His rough fingers gathering the wetness that seeped from your hole to slather it against your sensitive clit. The second it made any friction your legs weakened, standing this way wasn't good for a woman as pregnant as you are in this state.

"You always were a piece of ass, but fuck. Never knew you could look even better now that you're carrying my baby." His cock swelled and twitched under his pants, all he wanted to do was take them off.

His hand leapt to grasp around your waist, carrying you like you weighed nothing to your bedroom as you wrapped your legs around him. He laid you down on your bed, pulling your thighs and moving you closer to the end of it, your breathing felt heavier now. Sasuke knelt down, knees planting firmly on the plush rug underneath him.

He traced the outline of your cunt, watching you squeeze your pussy in anticipation of his entrance. He inserted his index and middle finger inside of you, curling them upwards as he pumped in and out of you. Your juice flowed down your ass, Sasuke bent his neck and licked the honey.

You shuddered, biting your lip when his tongue pressed itself against your sensitive clit. He ate you as if there was something inside of you that he wanted to posses, as if you were fuel for his body that desperately craved the sustenance you had to offer. Before you knew it you started grinding your hips against him, pulling on his hair while you threw yourself into his hungry jaws.

His fingers felt like magic, fucking that little spongy spot inside of you until you saw stars, while his greedy mouth continued to make you whimper. You were both panting heavily as the pressure from inside and outside of you became almost unbearable- back and forth, back and forth, in and out, in and out.

You felt yourself rip open into the descent of pleasure, cumming hard on both his fingers and his face. Drops of your arousal squirted out into his mouth, which he held open with his tongue out to collect. You felt your muscles tighten with the blinding a white heat of your orgasm, shouting his name, which to Sasuke sounded like a song.

“So fucking hot… your pussy tastes amazing…” Sasuke mumbled low, his thumb pad still rubbing up against your overstimulated clit.

Your voice sounded rusty towards the end of your cries, Sasuke stood up, looking at your blissful face. Your mouth was slightly agape, belly swollen with his child, your soft thighs quivering, and your hair completely disheveled. He immediately felt drowned in your beauty, his cock hard and swollen. He unbuttoned himself and plunged into you, the initial stretch at your entrance enough to perk you back up after your orgasm. You loved the feeling of his cock inside of you, filling you up as if it had been missing all along.

You opened your eyes back up and were shocked by the look on Sasuke's face, painted with a look you had seen in previous lovers, not an affair partner. You disregarded it as you felt the tip of his dick scratch the familiar itch you experienced anytime he was near. He pumped erratically inside of you, a ravenous energy associated with addicts. Sasuke grunted with a feverish breathlessness, as if the wind was knocked out of him when he first inserted himself inside of you.

“S-Sas…Sasuke…” You whimpered, toes curling while your head spinned.

“You like that, whore?” He teased, stopping his fast pace to instead pump hard and rough inside of you.

His thick cock was hitting every spot you wanted it to, with his heavy balls smacking against your ass. The squelching noises filled the room along with both of your moans.

"So fucking warm..." Sasuke trailed off, his hand harshly squeezing the plush of your thigh.

Your hand trailed underneath your shirt, feeling up your tits, rolling your nipple around between your fingers. Sasuke took notice and quickly ripped it off of you.

"Play with your tits for me..." he ordered. You continued to roll your nipples in circles, this time with only your index finger.

"F-fuck Sasuke.... s-so good..." You stammered. Sasuke kept fucking you, this time at a faster pace, with each thrust harder than the last.

“You look so sexy all full with my child…” Sasuke grunted, his hand caressing your round belly, wandering down to your thigh.

His hand left your thigh and instead traveled to your mouth where he would stick his index finger between your lips. You could taste yourself on his finger, swirling your tongue around it, leaving it wet and messy with your spit. He dragged that finger and placed it on your sensitive nipple, mimicking the same movements you were making on it.

“Pretty tits… They’re getting bigger, aren’t they?” He asked with a smirk, licking his lips as he watched them bounce with each thrust of his cock.

His hips slammed against you over and over again, soft pubic hair nudging against your clit. All the sensations between your pussy and nipples made your head spin, your mouth subconsciously parting for a kiss your stoic lover would not reciprocate. Instead he bent down between your neck and shoulder, inhaling the marvelous and faint scent that came from your body. He moaned in your ear, the ticklish sensations made you clamp around his cock, which twitched in response.

“Fuck- Sasuke! U-use me Sasuke, love feeling your big cock.” You whimpered helplessly and unapologetically, your face burning.

"Such a perfect pussy..." Sasuke grunted, moving at an agonizing pace, the sounds of his skin against yours made you drool. “I swear, it’s the tightest I’ve ever had.”

It felt wrong hearing him talk to you like that, knowing his perfect wife was alone while you're getting stuffed with her husbands cock as he praises your cunt over hers. Some sort of twisted part of you enjoyed it, and you put a little twist in your hips every time he bottomed out inside of you.

He licked up and down your neck, his mouth greedy once again. He bit against your soft skin with a deliciously erotic sensation filling his chest, travelling down to his core, his abs tightened, his orgasm close- yours closer. You tilted your head the other way, exposing more of your tender flesh to him, choking his dick with your walls.

"Fuck... you're going to drain me, aren't you?" Sasuke's breath was hot on your skin again, you could only reply in cock-drunken moans, as if you were the one who had drunk a whole bottle of wine tonight.

"m-mm' gonna cum..." You could feel how wet the sheets underneath you were, soaked with the mixture of both your arousal.

"Cum for me- cum on me." Sasuke demanded. His wish was a command when his hand moved from your nipple to your clit, flicking the wet nub with his rough finger while he pounded into you. His own orgasm coming a lightning speed, filling you with his cum, unafraid doing so due to you already being pregnant by him.

It must be your hormones making your orgasm stronger, as after he finished inside you you still were clamped tight around his cock, moaning and crying out, writhing under his touch. Hot sensations bloomed inside of you, gushing fluids spilling out and onto his still hard cock. Sasuke's own fluids filled you up, the sudden and warm intrusion amplifying your ecstasy even further.

When he pulled out you weren't ready for it, but Sasuke didn't want to stay inside of you, the risk of him continuing to abuse your cunt was too high, and even if he did it was too late in the night for him to carry on.

He picked up your T shirt and wiped his cock with it, cleaning off his cum before turning to you with it. Normally he would’ve just tossed it at you for you to deal with it but as you were lying there helplessly, too fucked out to respond, he felt an odd feeling of pity- or maybe care. He wiped the ejaculate from your pussy, the feeling of the fabric against your sensitive cunt made you whimper loud, Sasuke shushed you almost affectionately.

"Now make some room for me," He huffed softly, tossing the soiled shirt to the corner of the room before getting in next to you and throwing the covers on you both.

You turned the other way, not wanting to look at him yet still leaving yourself exposed.

"When are you leaving?" You murmured, the question made Sasuke frown slightly- not that you could see anyways.

"Before 7."

"Whatever." You shut your eyes and tried catching your breath, slumber slowly creeping back up on you as you accepted your fate to sleep with the enemy right after literally sleeping with the enemy.

While you fell asleep pretty quickly, Sasuke stayed up, unable to stop his mind from going a million miles a second. Why couldn't he just tell Sakura he thought she was beautiful when he could tell you exactly what she wanted to hear? It was ridiculous the way he was acting and he knew it. Sneaking off late at night to avoid the shame and guilt he felt looking his wife and precious daughter in the eyes, blissfully ignorant of the great betrayal he committed against their family. Avoiding sex because he knew what he really wanted was to fuck a pair of twins into you as soon as you gave birth to this one.

He adjusted himself in bed, his hand coming up to gently caress your bump while you slept. He had always wanted to feel your shared baby kick, thoughts of nursery shopping and foot massages always in his head. Something he never got to experience with his wife but so desperately wanted to, especially now with you.

He wondered if maybe all he wanted was to feel connected to his family- to have a family. One he's never hurt, or abandoned yet, he hated how he always felt compelled to run away. He decided what he really wanted was to be a good father to his daughter he never had the chance to bond with, he wanted to right his wrongs.

By now Sasuke was anything but tired, anxiety keeping him wired for hours. He saw your alarm clock read 6:45 AM. He sighed softly, getting out of bed gently to not disturb your sleep. Sasuke crept through your house until he reached your living room, sliding on his sandals and draping his long dark cape over his shoulders.

He reached for your front door knob, quickly stepping through and locking it from the inside, then slamming it shut to lock behind him. When he turned around his blood ran cold, heart dropping instantly as his color drained from his face. His eyes widened as they locked with a pair of shaky green irises.

"...Sasuke?" The pink haired woman asked cautiously, dropping a small basket of vitamins, fruits and teas she was just carrying. "Sasuke... what's going on?"

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what will the gender of Casanova!Sasuke and Readers baby be ??

baby boy

baby girl

other ideas (leave comment suggestion)

Voting ended onNov 12, 2024

been having a hard time deciding… you guys should !!

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hiiii can u write a text fic where reader asks if they can try topping for the night (pegging 😼😼) ??? pls include the sannin and percy sage !!

omg my first smau ask 🤭🤭

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omega mr peabody x alpha snoopy!kakashi cross breed 😋 lots of kissing pls

no = onika = ate burgers

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hey! i heard about percy sage but where are his wives?? can u draw their wedding 🥹

such a beautiful couple <333

crack oc fanart for the end of @honeybeedrabble ’s fic Dangerous Desires !!

the wives are from left to right, gale and machi

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a scene from my bestie’s @honeybeedrabble fic Dangerous Desires ch 9!!!! percy sage is the best character ever and i needed to represent this scene !!!

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boy talk- relationships are hard. I LOVE ITTTTT (me coming back once a month to say i’m alive and well 😭😭)

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i genuinely can’t believe it’s been so long 😭😭😭 IM BACK NOW !!! hiatus was crazy i’m alive and well i swear LOL back and better than ever 💪💪

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are you still writing any other Kakashi x reader fics? I’m so hooked!!

yes !! still working on dangerous desires and a few one shots/ requests people have sent in !!

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I wanted to request another post of Casanova??

just did go check it out !! Casanova pt. iii

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Casanova (Cheating!Sasuke x AFAB!Reader) - iii

CW: MINIMAL EDITING !!! mean!sasuke x AFAB!reader, reader pregnancy, homewrecker!reader, deadbeat dad activities, cheating, piv (unprotected), creampie, spitting/spit play, oral (f receiving) degradation (loser, whore), zero after care, breeder!sasuke, generally scummy behavior, lmk if i missed anything. short chapter lol

18+ MDNI !!!!!!!!!!

Sasuke knew he hated himself, like seriously- hated himself. He hated himself because everytime he came home he was reminded that he destroyed the family he loved so much just because he wanted to fuck you. Sure, the first time was an accident, if anything he helped you the first time! At least that’s what he told himself to be able to sleep at night. But the second time? The second time was pure lust, nothing but dirty lust that had taken over him and made him want to fuck you.

What didn’t help was how he heard people talk about you. How they would gossip about how nice your newly found motherhood was, and how it was sweet you’d decided to have your own little family. He hated that whenever people would ask who the father was you’d dodge the question, a flustered blush overwhelming your face as you clutched your chest.

But probably what Sasuke hated most of all was how the days went by and your belly got bigger, he got hard at just the sight of you. Your skin was always glowing, your breasts bigger, and of course your stomach bigger. He would think about how hot it was that he had gotten you pregnant, showing off how you were his, regardless as to how nobody knew it. In fact, the ignorance of how it was him got him unbelievably horny.

Whenever he would fuck his wife, he would put a hand flat on her stomach, feel the way his cock would bulge underneath, and imagine it was you while caressing where your child would’ve been. Sakura had no idea of course, she was just happy to get dicked down after a strange dry spell. Sasuke silently refused to fuck her, out of shame and pity mostly, but after getting hot and bothered by just the sight of you for weeks mixed with the feeling of sexual frustration he had to let himself go.

After the deed was done, his post but clarity kicked in like no tomorrow.

What am I going to do? How fucked am I?

He thought as he looked to his side and watched as his wife would catch her breath, post orgasm. He shook his head, pulling the covers up to his chest to cover himself up. Sakura rolled over, putting a hand to his covered chest.

“We haven’t done that in quite a while, huh?” she softly laughed, still breathing in and out.

“Yeah,” he smiled, looking away quickly. Sakura furrowed her brow.

“Are you okay?” She asked, sitting up and closer to him.

“Um, yeah… why?”

“It’s just… you’ve been so distant lately, and that’s saying something.” She nudged him and Sasuke made a halfhearted laugh. “You’ve been like this for weeks… if I didn’t know any better I’d assume something…” Sasuke tensed up.

“Assume what?” He bit back, jaw clenched. Sakura was taken aback.

“All I’m saying is ever since that genjutsu user got away you’ve been acting strange. You don’t feel bad about her getting away, do you?” Sakura asked, tone softer.

“She didn’t get away…” Sasuke muttered.

“Huh?”

“Oh, um… Her. Yeah, that’s what it is.” Sasuke replied, rolling over and facing away from Sakura. She giggled.

“Oh Sasuke, you’ve always been so hard on yourself.”

“For good reason…” He sighed, once again the feelings of shame and guilt returned.

“There you go again. Why don’t we just change the subject, hmm?” Sakura asked. Sasuke wanted to vomit when she said your name.

“W-what about her?” he felt the bile building up in his throat.

“Well you know how she’s pregnant right?”

“Yes, yes, of course I know she’s pregnant! What about her?”

“Well she’s coming into the hospital tomorrow for an ultrasound! When I found out I just knew I had to be her doctor so I’m going to be giving her her screening!” Sakura chirped happily.

Without a word Sasuke got out of bed, not facing her the whole time.

“Sorry, I just realized I have to go to the bathroom,” he said, walking out the door.

“Oh okay, we’ll can you bring me a glass of water when you come back?” Sakura called as he was already walking down the hall.

“Yup.” He responded. He locked himself in the bathroom and turned the fan on, then vomited into the toilet before tangling his fingers into his hair and silently crying as his heart beat out his chest.

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You had no idea of course, so nobody could imagine the slurry of emotions erupting inside of you when Sakura walked into the room, clipboard in hand for your check up. You laid back on the examination bed, heart beating out of your chest as she made conversation with you about your baby.

“You can tell me, c’mon! Who’s the father,” she asked, pouring jelly on your belly and spreading it around.

“I can’t…” you frowned.

“Why not?” She asked, turning to the screen and flipping it on.

“It’s cause,” you felt sweat bead on your forehead, you felt sick and had no idea how to tell her this was her husbands child. “It’s cause I had a sperm donor.”

Sakura spun around in the seat and looked at you.

“No kidding! So you’ve really wanted to be a mom that badly?” She asked, moving the small device around on your stomach.

“Um… Yeah I guess so,” you mustered a laugh.

“Didn’t they tell you who the donor was? Y’know if I check your appointment date I can see who’s they gave you-“

“Oh no that’s fine! I didn’t have a preference…” You lied as you both shifted your attention to the screen. “Just wanted it to be healthy…”

Soon enough the fetus was on screen and Sakura gasped with delight.

“Well it seems healthy to me!”

“Um, do you know it’s gender yet?” You asked, shamefully curious.

“Well it’s too early to tell, that’s also why it’s so small.” She pressed a little harder against you, and shifted it around. She pointed at the top of the oblong shape. “There’s the head.”

You smiled as you looked at it, then your face dropped. You felt tears roll down your face and soon enough you were crying. Sakura turned her head to see you.

“I’m sorry…” you cried, wiping your face.

“No no! It’s okay, plenty of mothers cry when they get their ultrasound done it’s completely fine! It’s also all those hormones don’t worry.” She sat closer to you and gave you a small hug, running her hand up and down your back.

You wished she had punched you, kicked you, or even yelled at you, maybe then you wouldn’t feel so bad about being her husbands mistress and baby mother. But instead she was coddling you and telling you it would be alright, which it certainly would not be. Eventually you stopped crying and Sakura grabbed her clipboard and started writing down on it. She tore a piece of paper out and handed it to you.

“It’s a list of some prenatal vitamins, they’ll make you feel better especially when you start to get further into your first trimester.” She was too sweet, and you were so shitty.

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That night after dinner you heard a knock at your door and when you saw who it was you wished you slammed it immediately.

“Can I come in?” Sasuke asked, looking around nervously.

“Get the fuck in here.” You muttered. He shut the door behind him and locked it. You crossed your arms angrily.

“You know it’s already fucked up as it is that I have to raise your child alone, and now i’m reminded that your wife literally exists. You know she gave my ultrasound?” Sasuke cringed. “Yeah. Didn’t think about giving me a heads up?”

“I can explain-“

“Oh! So you did know?”

“Listen-“

“What the fuck…” you cried, sobbing into your hands and turning away from him.

“So emotional…”

“Fuck you, loser.”

“If i didn’t know your hormones were out of control right now I’d remind you that out of the both of us the real loser might be the one carrying the married man’s child.” Sasuke snapped. You growled low, then with an open palm struck him across the face. He winced, a soft grunt escaping his lips.

“I should kill this damn fetus that you find so fascinating. I hate it. I hate you. Everyday i’m reminded there’s something disgusting growing inside of me that you put there, it makes me sick.” You cried again, ugly sobs ripping their way out through your lungs to bounce around the walls of your home.

“It’s not my fault you were acting like such a whore that day.” Sasuke frowned, his hand running over the red skin on his face.

“If you had killed that genjutsu user we wouldn’t be here right now.”

“You got in the way.” You scoffed.

“Always so pretentious, aren’t you?”

“It’s the truth. I could’ve handled it but no, you just needed to show off.”

“Show off? You’re one to talk. You’re practically showing off to the whole village how you got me knocked up everywhere I go.” Your brows furrowed. Sasuke was silent.

He knew you were right. Maybe he knew it was the pot calling the kettle black, but he was backed into a corner. Something about the word ‘loser’ struck a nerve with him. A deadbeat dad with a distant wife- no fault of anyone else but him. Did he somehow think starting a family with you would be some sort of do-over? something to rid him of his guilt?

When he looked at his wife he saw a beautiful woman, strong and accomplished. But how can you have any room for attraction to someone you have so much guilt for. Guilt for his old days of vengeance and hate, guilt for his job that kept him away from home for years.

But you? You were a fresh face. Beaming with optimism and a subtle hint of indifference that he knew he could change. You had something Sasuke couldn’t quite identify, simply being around you now felt dangerous. Sure, it could be, but it was more than the thrill of danger. You were his whim, his drug, the fever he couldn’t sweat out and being inside of you was the only place he wanted to be every hour of everyday. Maybe you have animosity for him now but could this family save you? more importantly- could it save Sasuke?

You took a deep breath in, shakily letting it go.

“You need to leave…” You were about to walk for the door when a possessive hand grasped your wrist. You froze.

“You don’t understand, I need you.” His voice was almost a whisper, the low growl that it almost produced set a shiver up your spine.

“I…” you started, face flush from his sudden shift. “Please, I can’t deal with you right now. You’re just too confusing.”

Sasuke gripped you brash and pinned you against the nearest wall, mounted frames ratted when you made contact. You gasped, your free hand coming to rest at your belly.

“Sasuke! You can’t just do that! It’s not good for the baby, knock it off,” your face burned hot. Sasuke raised a brow, a small smirk pricking up.

“Oh? So you do care about the well being of our baby, huh?” Bastard. He had you.

He leaned down partially, teasing you with a warm breath against your lips. You fought yourself to not close the gap, your mind racing and your face flaming. Soon enough you gave into your impulses and kissed him passionately.

You both let out an exhale, his soft lips making yours wet with his saliva. He opened his mouth to lick your sweet lips, tracing how plush they were only for his tongue to slip past them and feel along your own. His tongue ran along the smooth underside of yours, then swirled back up to trace your rougher taste buds, leaving his own flavor behind.

He grunted when you tangled your fingers in his hair, digging deep towards his roots and gently yanking when he pressed a growing erection into your swollen core. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck and he carried you to your bedroom, where he laid you down onto the mattress as soon as you both arrived.

Sasuke ripped off your pajama pants then ducked down to the valleys of your flesh, kissing in between your thighs to suck deep hickeys into. You moaned and writhed under his chin, then he made haste to your sensitive pussy, licking hard against your clit. You let out a harsh and untamed cry of pleasure, it almost sounded like you were in pain. But the way you bucked your hips into his mouth and dig deeper into his scalp proved otherwise.

You didn’t realize your body was craving Sasuke for so long until mere seconds later you were cumming on his tongue, hoarse moans and soft whimpers escaped your lips without warning as your juices filled his mouth. Sasuke palmed himself when you flooded into him, he swallowed every drop you could’ve given him and when you were done with your orgasm he didn’t stop devouring you until you were shaking like a leaf.

Sasuke roughly grabbed one of your tits as he stood up, looking down at you through narrowed eyes, you quivered under his gaze.

“Off.” He commanded. You took off your tank top and threw it across the room. Sasuke swooped down to caress your tits in his hand and mouth, biting harshly on your sensitive nipples. You clenched around nothing when he did so, thighs clamping shut around his torso.

He quickly came off of you and he undid his pants, you watched as the waistband of his pants and boxers fell to the floor, his large cock standing straight up against his chiseled abdomen.

There were no words spoken between the two of you. No promises of love, no claims of possession, no gifts exchanged or fancy jewelry to court with, no battles won to impress with, and no acts of tenderness. Only one single thing was present and that was the absolute orgasmic pleasure that came from being impaled be Sasukes cock over and over and over again. He got off watching you bounce from underneath him, your tits giggling every time he bottomed out and his balls smacked against your ass.

Sasuke bit his lip to stutter his moans when you started shaking again. Your climax looked almost like a seizure, more whimpers and cries were let out as you shook, only to be met with more tremors the longer he fucked you, continuing to deliver what practically seemed like pleasure epilepsies.

“F-Fuck! Sasuke, you’re so good…” you mewled, toes curling when he hit that good spot deep inside of you.

His hips didn’t slow their violent pace, his thumb traced along your clit, rubbing tight circles against it with he pad of his finger.

“Yeah…” he grunted, pace getting rougher. “You like this dick, huh? You like it so much you got pregnant from it, little whore.” He smirked, teasing you with long, deep strokes that slowed down to an agonizing pace.

You breathed heavily, heart pounding so loud and fast you were scared you might have a heart attack.

“Fuck- yeah…” you blubbered, hips twisting when you felt him bottom out.

“You’re gonna raise my fucking baby, aren’t you?” Sasuke murmured, his pace intensified and yet again you were crying out again.

“Y-yeah,” you whimpered, legs shaking as Sasuke obliterated your leaky pussy.

“That’s right… you’d do anything for this uchiha dick, wouldn’t you?” He asked with a smirk as he jackhammered you raw with his thick rod.

You neared your orgasm, cunt clenching tight and making Sasuke grunt as he continued to rail you. You nodded, eyes rolling back as your eye brows furrowed. Your mouth fell open and Sasuke took this opportunity to spit into it, you shocked yourself when you swallowed it. Sasuke had a feeling you would but watching you do it made him go crazy and his pace inside of you was excruciating.

“Say you want our baby, say you’re keeping it,” Precum was spilling out of you, it was fully mixed in with your arousal and your ass was drenched from your fluids dripping down.

“I want our baby, Sasuke- I… I’m keeping it I promise…” your face burned, your body surprised you would utter such words to the man who ruined you.

It didn’t matter for much longer since you came hard on his cock, appendages flying all around him to get him even closer to you. He complied and pressed himself deeper into you, almost as if he were fusing into you. his cock twitched when he filled you up with hot cum and you loved hearing his soft moans. you wrapped your legs around him to keep him right inside of you and if it wasn’t for the fact it was sasuke who had led you to this misfortunate spot, you wouldn’t be upset by the state you’re in now.

Eventually Sasuke got off of you and clothed himself. His pants covering his sex, almost as if in a way he was ashamed of where it had got him. Hiding it away from the mess he had made.

“I’ve got to go, I’ve already overstayed my welcome.” Sasuke sighed, he turned around and looked back over his shoulder at you. “Goodnight.”

You were still naked and drenched in sweat and sperm, juices leaking down your legs. It was like he injected you with his own venomous guilt for living, having desire, having your own craving for freedom through your sex. That freedom was gone now, only one of you had to deal with this fuck up. Now this venom was killing you. It was as if the most pleasurable knife was jabbed inside of you and you were bleeding out your emotions.

The sheets were all messed up besides you and as you watched him go you were glad he didn’t offer to tuck you in. A good man would’ve offered, a better would’ve tucked you in without even asking. In a way, it was confirmation he was a shitty lover and maybe even a worse partner. It made you feel better he wouldn’t do such an intimate thing for the fling like this when he has a wife and child at home.

Still shaken, you managed to sit upright, angry and defeated. You knew your body and mouth betrayed you of the freedom you wanted so badly. They reinforced his belief that you wanted to keep this anchor of a weight that was Sasuke Uchihas child. You were furious your body betrayed you and led you down a path of self destruction. You felt cheated, then felt worse when you realized that the only person who should really feel that way was Sakura.

AN: i have been LAGGING !!! i am so sorry gang i'm trying to be better with posting like how i used to but somethings been up idk what is is or when it'll be over but i think i just gotta womp womp my way through it. anyways i'm sorry if i forgot to add you to the tag list just leave a comment and i'll add you to the next part.

tag list: @just-your-emo-sensei @princess-saki1 @mandy-yeager @emmaaas-posts

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hey, you still around? we miss you😭

my bad guys 💀💀 yeah i’m here i might have forgot my tumblr password a while ago but regardless i’m back !! didn’t mean to worry anyone 😭😭

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Hi , I just wanna ask if you are gonna do part3 of Sasuke x reader cheating. It was really a good fic but I need to see what are they gonna do with her being pregnant and what will Sasuke say to Sakura.

yes !! omg it’s getting so messy I LOVE ITTT !!! definitely yes, i’m glad you’re interested :)

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art made of various ocs since i’ve been neglecting my babies lately

plus minor percy x machi x gale ship art from my bffs fanfic lol, i love dangerous desires and am fiending for a new chapter @honeybeedrabble

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HES SO GORGEOUS !!!! percy x machi x gale will forever be my fav

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Hi , In your last post you mention something about a reader x reader could u post the ask if its not too much trouble . I think its one of mine , i sent u one recently and i regularly make grammar mistake so i would like to verify if it's my ask or not to clarify for u

was it the drug addict reader x police officer ?? i didn’t want to spoil it but if it was your request could you send me another one for clarification please and thank you 😭😭