Hey! I stumbled upon your blog and I’m so obsessed with your writings. I don’t know if you’re taking request or not (if you’re not, just ignore this!), but I love your Obito and Kakashi’s secretary story and I was kind of… wondering about… an alternative story where Obito didn’t get the girl because she’s been with Kakashi in secret? 😳 Hehe love your works have a nice day!
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What kind of Genjutsu would the Uchiha men put their S/O into?
Requested Prompt from @passionateuchiha
This is the first request I’ve ever done so bear with me. Also, today’s focus will be on Obito Uchiha bc he’s best boy & I play favorites
18+ content, Minors do NOT interact:
◉ As a genjutsu user, Obito is extremely proficient. He was personally trained by Madara Uchiha, so even though Obito was a bit of a late bloomer, he’s a quick study and becomes incredibly powerful over the course of his life.
◉ A few instances of his proficiency:
At 16 Obito summons and controls the 9 tails, making it wreak havoc in Konoha.
At 22 Obito places Yagura Karatachi, 4th Mizukage & perfect Jinchuriki under his control, making Obito the de facto Mizukage at the time. It was previously thought that Jinchuriki were immune to genjutsu so the fact that Obito was able to brainwash Yagura for years is basically unheard of.
At 31 Obito uses Izanagi to literally reshape reality to survive Konan’s 600 billion paper bomb attack then compels her to reveal the location of Nagato’s Rinnegan. It’s safe to say that Konan would never have willingly revealed that information so, Obito’s ability to extract the truth is pretty much S tier.
◉ The Sharingan’s base abilities grant the user powers of hypnosis which include putting people to sleep, replaying memories, and creating illusions. Obito’s mastery of the Sharingan far exceed these base capabilities, meaning he’s a force to be reckoned with. Not even his precious darling would be able to escape his hypnotic gaze~
There were very few things left in this life that Obito looked forward to, being able to see you was one of those last remaining things. Playing the idiot was annoying and inconvenient but for some reason, you never seemed deterred by his obnoxious antics or childish façade. You were a brilliant ray of sunshine, warming his frozen guarded heart with only your smiles and kind words, which did more for him than you’d ever know. He tried to make the most of the sparse moments he had with you; every touch, charged glance and bit of conversation embedded itself into his mind. He lived for these rare occasions, letting everything fall away as he hung on your every word, reveling in any affection you offered. There was a longing deep within Obito that wanted you to know the truth, to see him, not the person he had to pretend to be.
At first he thought it would be enough to merely take on the role of your protector, silently watching over you from the shadows as you made your way to and from work, fixing any locks or windows that happened to be damaged in your home & on occasion he’d even leave extra money around for you to find. The more he watched you, the more he came to realize that what he truly wanted was to be the reason for your happiness, a person you relied on for all your needs... all of your desires. As his missions became longer and increasingly demanding, Obito’s anxiety about your well-being also grew. He couldn't stand to be away from you, unsure if you were safe and healthy. What if something happened to you while he was away- what if you needed his help and he was a minute or even a second too late? These were the thoughts that kept him up at night, fidgeting and pacing as he went back & forth in his mind about what to do.
You were simply too good for this callous world; he knew that if he did nothing, eventually it would snuff out even your brilliant light, so he decided to safeguard it himself. With him you’d be safe, if anything, he was the only one who could truly protect you and when he succeeded in creating the perfect world, you’d be the first to bear witness to it.
◒ Obito is a total Yandere~ He’s lovestruck, overprotective, obsessive, possessive, self-sacrificing and definitely not afraid to get his hands dirty if anything happens to his darling - ya know, like when he went on a rampage after Rin died and singlehandedly massacred dozens of mist village ninja.
◒ Without a doubt, the type of Yandere to kidnap you- this is the first instance he’d use genjutsu on you. He’d put you into a deep tranquil sleep then whisk you away to the Akatsuki base or into his own Kamui dimension.
◒ He’d make sure to fill your mind with calming thoughts to help you “adjust to your new surroundings”.
◒ During combat, Genjutsu is mostly used to create false images that trick the mind into thinking the body is experiencing pain- though Obito has no reservations about doing this to others, he has better things he’d want projected into your mind. He’d much rather use this tactic to enhance your pleasure during intimate moments.
◒ He’d use his visual prowess to convince you of his love. Literally taking your face into his hands, telling you that he loves you, will protect you and that you’re safe with him. Obito would never tire of telling you these things, until he was sure they registered in your mind, reaching the center of your being.
◒ As an expert in extracting information, Obito can get the truth from even the most adverse foe. Compelling his darling to tell him the truth would be a simple feat- he doesn’t want you to sugar coat anything or be afraid to speak your mind so he’d do this with the intent of knowing what was really in your heart of hearts.
“You lied to me! And brought me here...” You gestured vaguely around yourself, unsure of where “here” actually was- not holding onto much hope that you’d be getting that answer anytime soon. You grabbed at a fluffy looking pillow, hugging it to your chest for comfort as you grudgingly sat down on the large tidy bed in the center of the room.
“Please hear me out, Y/N- I can explain.” He could easily take all this anger from you, transforming it into soothing thoughts that left you with a light heart, but deep down, he knew that he deserved your fury. Obito felt that your anger was yours to wield as you pleased, even when directed towards him.
“You couldn’t even be bothered to tell me your real name!” You shouted, throwing your hands up in frustration. “I t-thought you cared about me...is there anything you haven't lied about?!”
“I never lied about how I feel about you” He replied quickly. “I know I haven’t been honest, but I swear I’ll never lie or keep anything from you again, I...I love you, Y/N!”
“How am I supposed to believe that- why should I believe anything you say?” Tears welled up in your eyes, a few weeks ago you would’ve believed him... you would’ve welcomed his confession but now- you weren’t sure what to think.
Obito clenched his fists at his side, heart aching from how desperately he wanted you too see the love he carried for you. “My feelings for you are real! I’ll prove it to you, I’ll do whatever it takes just...please give me a chance.”
A whirlwind of conflicting emotions ran through you, it was hard to tell which was the most prevalent. Anger and frustration were at the forefront, but there was also a part of you that wanted to reach out to him- this was the first time the two of you had been alone... it was such a shame that it had to happen like this. “Gods! I’m so mad, I could hit you.” you spat bitterly.
“I know & I won’t stop you. Give me all of your anger, use me as you see fit, Y/N- you can do what you’d like.” Obito’s visible eye gave off a subtle red glow as he spoke. Though it pained him to keep his distance, he didn’t want to upset you any further, and most of all he didn’t want you to be scared of him.
You shook your head, momentarily losing your train of thought, his words slowly making their way into your mind. “It’s just a figure of speech- I’m not actually going to hit you.. but if I'm being honest, you do deserve a good slap to the face.” You huffed, wiping away a few stray tears. “Besides, you said I could do what I wanted right? Well then I want to go home, right now.”
“Anything besides that- please understand Y/N, I brought you here to tell you the truth but once I do, you won’t be safe on your own. I can keep you safe here, I’ll protect you no matter what.” Obito’s head dipped in defeat- he could handle your anger, but he couldn't bear the thought of being away from you, not for one second more so, he stood firm in his decision.
You scoffed at his response, feeling mildly insulted that he thought you were so helpless. “You know what, maybe I will slap you... a-and take off that damn mask so I can do it properly.” You cast a sideways glance at him, awaiting his response. As frustrated with him as you were, you couldn’t help but wonder what he was hiding beneath that thing. After all the secrecy and lies, you wondered if he’d finally share this part of himself.
“My mask?” Obito repeated, bringing a gloved hand to touch it, almost as if he’d forgotten it was on.
“Let me guess, anything besides that?” You quipped, irritation flaring.
“Not at all, if you want me to take it off, then I will.” He replied, walking towards you. “There shouldn’t be any other secrets between us, My Darling. I’ll do whatever you ask to ensure you stay by my side.”
Before you could say another word, he swiftly removed the mask. You were speechless- heat rising to your face upon seeing his.
“Go ahead” Obito said calmly, kneeling in front of you. “I’d welcome any touch, as long as it came from you.”
You raised a shaky hand, bringing it down on his cheek with a feather light smack. “I guess I don’t really want to slap you- but that doesn’t mean I’m not still mad at you... Obito.” You left your hand on his cheek, stroking the skin beneath it with the pad of your thumb.
Obito sucked in a quick breath, that was the first time you’d said his name & he loved the way it sounded on your tongue. He placed his hand over yours, leaning into your touch. “I-is there anything else you want me to take off?”
You looked away, unsure if you should say what was going through your mind.
“You can be honest, tell me what you want, and I’ll do it, Y/N.” Obito’s eyes bore into yours, the tomoe in his iris spun, causing your vision to become unfocused for a split second. You nodded as your inhibitions fell away, “Your cloak- isn’t it too hot to be wearing something like that anyway?”
“I guess you’re right” Obito agreed, flashing you a nervous smile.
You unconsciously twirled a lock of hair around your finger, eyes roaming over his frame as he removed the bulky cloud covered cloak. “This too” you pulled at the end of the tight black shirt he wore.
Obito’s eyes widened slightly, cheeks warming as he realized you wanted him to keep undressing. He quickly pulled the shirt over his head, casting it aside to await your next command.
You bit the inside of your cheek to prevent your lips from twitching up at the corners- reminding yourself that you were supposed to be mad right now. Though your expression remained mostly neutral, your eyes kept finding their way back to ogle him. You made a small noise of frustration- trying to get angry, upset, frightened even, but desire crowded every other emotion out of your mind.
“I can put it back on if you’re uncomfortable” Obito tried, not knowing what to make of your sudden silence.
You didn’t respond, instead patting the spot next to you. Obito perked up instantly, taking the hint to sit beside you. “I’m still upset... but you should kiss me now b-before I change my mind.”
The second those words left your mouth, Obito pulled you into his lap, kissing you with such need it nearly took your breath away. Your lips were so soft, softer than he’d ever imagined- he licked and sucked at them, heart thumping wildly in his chest.
You parted your lips, deepening the kiss as your hands came up to tug at his hair, earning you a needy moan from Obito. “Touch me more” you whispered as you rolled your hips against his hardening length.
He groaned at your words, hands coming down to knead at the plush flesh of your ass- thrusting his hips up to meet yours. His eyes rolled back at having you pressed up against him, head spinning at the sensation. “Fuck, Y/N you feel so good like this; I want to make you feel good too please, please tell me what to do” Obito babbled, pupils blown wide with need.
You bit your lip, eyebrows drawing together as heat rushed down to your core. There was something so arousing about the pleading edge to his tone, like there was nothing more important to him than pleasing you. “Ya know... it’s really cute when you beg me like that, do it again.” you purred, raking your nails though his hair.
Obito’s head dipped back in delight, cock twitching in his pants. “Please Y/N, tell me what you want- anything you want.” his crimson eyes held your gaze, never wavering.
Your back arched reflexively, that alluring glow lulling you deeper into a euphoric haze. “Use your mouth to make me cum”
“Lay back Y/N” Obito rasped, mouth watering at the thought of getting to taste you. He watched as you shimmied out of your panties, swiftly flinging the dress you’d been wearing up & over your head. This was without a doubt, Obito’s new favorite memory, he paused for a moment to properly appreciate the sight of your bare body before him.
“Are you just going to stand there staring at me or are you going to put that lying mouth of yours to use?” You teased, giggling at the pout he made.
“Sorry... I won’t make you wait any longer” he husked, using his teeth to remove the glove from his hand before kneeling between your legs. Your warmth and scent drew him in like a moth to a flame- unable to hold himself back any longer Obito eagerly dove in, fervently licking at your glistening entrance. He moaned at your taste; flattening his tongue, he nudged it between your lips to open you up, dragging it from your entrance up to your clit. Sealing his lips over your little nub, he sucked at it harshly- rhythmically pulling it in & out of his mouth.
“Ah aah- Obito!” you whined wantonly.
“Say it again, fuck- please say it again!” Obito murmured against you. You cried out his name, hand finding its way into his hair- pulling at the ebony strands as your hips ground against him.
He hooked your legs over his shoulders, holding you in place to lave over your clit, swirling his tongue around the shape of it. Obito was nearly frantic in the hungry way he lapped at your pussy, hips rutting aimlessly against the mattress.
You twisted & turned your head, heat rapidly pooling in your core as your brain receded into a scarlet fog, hardly able to think straight. Behind the darkness of your eyelids, spinning commas and flashes of red propelled you forward, into an abyss of blinding pleasure. You came with a scream-like moan, writhing as Obito held you firmly in place, greedily drinking you in, like a man dying of thirst.
You twitched with over sensitivity, keening out breathlessly while he continued to roll his tongue over your little bundle of nerves. “Too much... it’s too mu- aah!” You mewled, cunt fluttering as he plunged his tongue into your scorching heat.
“Are you sure? I’d be happy to keep going...” he groaned, looking up at you with pure adoration.
“Uh-huh, ‘m wanna play with your cock now, so take those off” you said, gesturing at his pants.
Obito nodded happily, making quick work of ridding himself of any remaining clothing.
“Now you lay back” you cooed, eyeing the heavy way his length slapped against his stomach as you knelt in front of him. You ran your thumb over the slick surface of his cockhead, tracing every dip & curve until it shone prettily with his arousal.
“So cute” you praised, smearing that arousal across your bottom lip. Obito whined, hips twitching forward while his dick throbbed against you. “Promise you’ll be a good boy for me?”
Obito propped himself up on his elbows, eyes gleaming vibrantly. “I promise Y/N, I’ll be good- I’ll be so so good!” The sweet heat of your mouth made him want to unravel at the seams; the teasing way your tongue worked his length drove him absolutely wild, the etheric sight of your rosy cheeks & bobbing head, even more so. His head subtly swayed back and forth, in time with the slurps and sucks of your pillowy lips.
An animalistic growl rumbled in Obito’s chest, everything you did filled him with such carnal lust that it was almost overwhelming... he wanted to share it with you, to show you how deeply you affected him. Placing a hand on your head, he tugged gently at your hair, not wanting to harm a single precious strand, “Look at me Y/N.”
Your eyes fluttered open, dreamily drifting up to his waiting gaze; vision blurring around the edges, peripherals darkening until only he was in focus. A stifling wave of arousal crashed over you, making you waver slightly, hands coming up to clutch at his muscular thighs for support.
“Do you feel what you do to me?” he grunted, languidly bucking his hips, admiring the sinful way your reddened lips stretched around his girth. “See yourself through my eyes, Y/N.” he husked, projecting the image and mirrored sensations of your actions directly into your mind.
Obito’s voice echoed all around you, bouncing around the inside of your head, everything falling away into oblivion. You were looking up at him, yet you could also see yourself- “Mmph!” you cried as another dizzying wave of passion hit you. Hallowing your cheeks, you instinctively took him deeper into your mouth; something between a gasp & moan falling past your lips, sending shocks of bliss throughout Obito, which you felt in tandem. A furious blush painted your face at the phantom pleasure being sent to your core, making you so delirious that you tongue lolled out as your quickened your pace.
Placing a hand over the one Obito had on your head, you pushed down a few times, hoping he’d understand your silent plea. “Does My Darling want more?” he asked in a low whisper. You whined, nodding your head as he gathered your hair into a makeshift pony tail, guiding you up and down his length causing drool to run down the corners of your mouth.
“Aww f-fuck, mhmm” Obito’s head dipped back, drowning in the pleasure you’d so graciously offered him, dragging you down with him as he fell further & further into a bottomless euphoria. Your head swam with a flurry of images and sounds that swirled all around you. Do you feel what you do to me? When he’d first spoken those words, you weren’t sure what he’d meant- too distracted by the fog of lust that hung over you... now though, you felt him. You could sense the intensity that resided within Obito; it was palpable & scalding, like a raging wildfire that consumed everything in its path- you could feel how deeply he craved you, adored you, needed you.
“Y/N! You’re go-gonna make me cum, p-please can I cum?” he stuttered between moans. You nodded enthusiastically, feeling that same tight coil building in your lower abdomen which had you very nearly seeing stars. Your moans mingled together, essence running down your trembling thighs as his release shot down your waiting throat.
Obito hauled you onto the bed, cradling you against him while you both caught your breath- showering you in praises and thank yous. You sighed in content, slowly coming down from your high, absentmindedly tracing the scars covering the left side of his body, “Is this why you always cover yourself up so much?”
“Not exactly, that’s a long story... one that I will share with you & only you.” He said, kissing your hand.
You smiled to yourself, knowing that he meant it. “Obito..”
“Yes, My Darling? he lifted his head, giving you his full attention.
“I think someone owes me an apology.” you shot him a pointed look.
“I’m so sorry Y/N, I truly am.” he said immediately.
You tutted, putting a finger up to his lips, silencing him. “No, no. I want an apology from Tobi- and no hiding behind the mask this time.”
“Y/N please...” Obito’s cheeks flamed with embarrassment.
“Fine, I guess you really were lying when you said you’d do whatever I asked” you remarked slyly.
Obito sighed, burying his face in your neck, giving himself a moment. “Please forgive Tobi, Y/N-Chan! Tobi will be a good boy from now on, promise!”
You erupted into a fit of giggles. Obito whined, hiding his face as he hugged you tighter against him. “Are you satisfied?” he grumbled.
was reading the assistant one and MY GOD my head is LITERALLY SPINNING……. bestie you did such an amazing job writing that IM ON MY KNEES WE NEED MORE!!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
❥ Obito would definitely have you be a live-in sugar baby, so he could protect & look after you + he’s very clingy & wants to have you as close to him as possible.
❥ Obviously he’d take care of any and all monetary issues, but in return he wants to have someone around who genuinely cares for his well-being.
Doing things like: cheering him up when he’s feeling down (since he can be very self-critical, having you be there for him will help get rid of those self-depreciating habits), listening when he needs to vent about work/personal issues, making him laugh when he gets too tense, and generally being there to turn his residence into a place of happiness/warmth/love - a home that he’s actually happy to come back to at the end of the day.
❥ He’s a bit of a workaholic, has always put his career first and that hasn’t given him much time to actually go out and meet people, let alone explore the things he’s into. This man is wound up so tight & is touch deprived as hell- he didn’t even realized how bad it was until he met you...then everything just hit him all at once.
❥ Obito is very shy when it comes to women - always feeling like he’s saying the wrong things or being too awkward. The boldest thing he’s ever done is asking you to enter into this arrangement. How he was able to fumble his way through that?... he’ll never know.
❥ At the beginning of your arrangement, he was super vanilla and extremely nervous - Obito didn’t have much experience outside of a couple one night stands here & there, so he had no idea how to ask for what he wanted / was afraid to scare you off. He just can’t help but get flustered around you, but luckily for him, you knew exactly how to coax things out of your sweet sugar daddy.
“Welcome home!” you chirp, pulling him into the foyer by his tie, guiding him to take a seat at the luxurious leather couch that sat in the middle of his living room.
He looked so mesmerized, letting out an involuntary moan as you sat on his lap. His hands came up to your hips, kneading at the plush flesh. He never imagined what it would be like to have someone to come home to- he certainly never imagined he’d be coming home to someone so...stimulating. Obito felt like every cell and fiber of his being was buzzing. He felt almost overwhelmed, heart racing as his cock twitched insistently, causing a deep blush to appear on his cheeks.
“How was your day?” you asked, draping your arms loosely around his neck.
“M-my day?” he repeated, confused about why you’d be interested in such a trivial matter.
“Mhm, I wanna know” you husked, rolling your hips against him.
“I- ahh just don’t want to bore you, Angel. It’s nngh- not important.” Obito’s head dipped back, barely able to string words together- all he could focus on was the way you were rubbing up against him.
“Okay then, let’s talk about something else, hm?” You suggest, hopping off his lap. Obito whined at the loss of contact, giving you a disappointed pout.
A giggle left your lips at the face he made as you slide your panties down your legs, throwing them aside. “Why don’t you take these off so I can sit on your cock and we can talk about all the things you want to do to me...” you trailed off, tugging at his belt.
“Okay, ye-yeah let’s do that!” he rasped, eagerly complying.
You pumped him a few times before straddling his lap, slowly sinking down on his length. “Fuck” Obito groaned, dark eyes gazing into yours.
“You like that daddy?” you asked, taking his hand and placing your cheek in his palm, nuzzling against it.
“Uh-huh” he moaned, nodding dumbly.
You smiled at his response. “What else do you like? Tell your Angel how to make you feel good.”
❥ Obito isn’t used to receiving such intimate affection, so he gets worked up pretty easily. Deep slow kisses, tracing the curve of his lip with your tongue, lightly nipping at his jaw - it all gets him so aroused that he just whimpers & moans against you.
❥ He absolutely adores when you shower him with attention as soon as he gets home, claims it helps him “re-charge”. You’re literally his favorite person in the world & he lives for the warmth you give him.
“Daddy, you’re back!” you squeal, launching yourself into his arms.
“Hnng- fuck yes!” Obito sighs dreamily. “Daddy’s home baby, come here! he hugged you tightly, burying his face in your neck. ~ This makes his whole day of toiling away at work worth every minute, knowing that he’d be coming home to someone so excited to see him.
❥ Obito Uchiha: The ultimate slut for domesticity
❥ He can get stressed fairly easily, though he’ll never complain about it & has the tendency to overwork himself- this man was just a ball of stress before you came into his life. Now though, he’s got you to remind him when he needs to take a break and show him how to relax for once in his life.
Sure, he’s daddy, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve to be looked after; reassure Obito that you’re there to look after him too, not just the other way around.
❥ Whenever Obito works from home and it looks like he needs to chill out for a bit, just come up behind him to rest you chin on his shoulder. Nibble at his earlobe while raking your nails down his chest~
“Daddy, how much longer?” you complain.
“I’m almost done baby, I promise.” he assures you.
“You work too hard, has anyone ever told you that?” you sighed.
“I may have heard that before” he says sheepishly.
“Then take a break...please, please just a little one.” you whine against his jaw. ~and just like that he’s dragging you off to bed.
❥ Obito loves bubble baths, especially after a long day when he just wants to relax and have you close to him. Massage his scalp or shoulders and he’ll make the cutest whines & groans. Kick it up a notch by pressing your soapy boobs against his back to make him instantly hard.
Ask him tedious little questions like what he wants for breakfast the next day or if there’s anywhere he wants to go during the weekend- he’ll do his best to respond coherently but just ends up stuttering through it all because, how can he give you a straight answer when everything you’re doing feels so fucking fantastic?
Slowly trail your hands down to pump his shaft, his head will fall back against you as he shallowly rocks his hips against your hand. ~ he’s in heaven
❥ Clingy Daddy Obito who’s cuddles always turn into him humping you because he can’t help himself- he’s touch starved and stressed af & you’re so beautiful, you feel so damn good, you smell so nice...fuck it makes him lightheaded. Good luck getting him to let you get out of bed on the weekends, it’s just going to be a non-stop cuddly fuck-fest! Stay hydrated.
❥ He’s so damn thorough, total body worship king - will kiss/grope/lick anything he can get his big grabby hands on!
❥ When it comes to you, Obito fells like he can’t ever get enough. No matter how long he holds you, no matter how much he cuddles you, no matter how often he touches you- he needs more.
❥ Often stutters when he’s fucking you because you feel so tight/warm all around him, lots of grunts and broken moans of “thank you” & “love you” in your ear- he just can’t believe he gets to be inside of you whenever he wants.
❥ Is literally too shy to buy you lingerie or bedroom costumes on his own, so when you bring up something that catches your eye or that you want to try out- he so soo thrilled. Really appreciates that you take initiative & surprise him with something new you ordered. All the tension drains from his body and he can just get lost in the moment with you.
❥ During sex, if you coo about how handsome he is or how much you want him to fill you up- it’ll make his eyebrows crease & heart flutter while he pants out that he’s not gonna last long. Blushes so pretty when you give him praise and always has a look of surprise like he’s thinking “Is she really talking about me??”
❥ Run your fingers through his hair and he’ll melt for you... after work, first thing in the morning, while you’re making out, when his head is between your thighs- it’s always a good time to play with his hair.
❥Obito gets so turned on when you talk dirty to him, especially if it comes out of nowhere.
“You’re so cute, Angel.” Obito sighs, a small smile playing on his lips.
“If you think I'm so cute then why am I not choking on your cock rn? You ask with a pout.
*Obito.exe has stopped working”
❥ He has so much fun shopping with you; whether it’s at the grocery store where he lets you dictate what should be on the menu that week, or if you two are out shopping for clothes where he happily watches as you model outfit after outfit for him ~ more than anything, he enjoys being able to spoil someone he adores.
❥ You wear the prettiest outfits when he takes you out, Obito loves anything you wear, but will get super territorial when he catches others staring. Will death glare or straight up knock someone out if he catches them gawking at you for too long. “Anything more than 3 seconds is a challenge.”
Always fucks you roughly when you get back home because he’s still annoyed about earlier & needs to remind himself that your his. “Look at this cute little pussy, who does it belong to, Y/N? Tell me” he growls into your ear, possessiveness raging within him.
“Yours, it’s all yours daddy!” you mewl, wrapping your legs around him.
❥You bought a body chain once & Obito lost his damn mind. He’d only ever used chains in combat, so there was something incredibly erotic about seeing them on your body. The delicate metal wrapped around your neck, trailing down to nestle between your cleavage while temptingly framing the curve of your hips. Makes his mouth water~
❥ Buys you a custom anklet with his initials, thinking about how cute it’ll look when your legs are shaking in the air. Anytime he’s rutting into you and hears the soft jingle of the charms clinking together, it brings a smile to his face. Now he’s obsessed with buying you all kinds of jewelry.
❥ His Sharingan activates when he gets extra worked up, but that ends up working out really well for him, he can replay all the moments he spends with you.
❥ Physical touch is Obito’s love language. You have no idea how much he needs you and your affection; it really does keep him grounded and sane. All your love and adoration are compensating for the years he felt alone & undeserving of having someone by his side.
❥ He lives for your touch, even simple touches like resting your hand on his thigh, reaching for his hand when you’re out in public, leaning your head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat while he gazes down at your lovely face- it all makes him fall even harder for you.
❥ Always whines for more kisses and cuddles, he’s such a sweet needy daddy, letting all the rougher parts of his persona fade away when he’s with you because you’re his sanctuary where nothing else matters- just you & him. Obito feels like you’re what holds his life together & without you, he’s afraid he’d retreat back into the darkness. You’re the light of his life and he’s going to treat you as such.
Helping Obito figure out his kinks had been more fun than you expected. You bit your lower lip, thinking about how adorable he always looked when he found something new he was into- the way his eyes lit up, cheeks flushed deeply and how he’d cum so hard that his whole body shook. The one-year anniversary of you arrangement was coming up and you wanted to do something special that would help Obito step into the more dominant role he’d been working up to. Even after all this time he was still a bit shy, so you decided to step it up and give him the little push he needed.
The first time you asked him to be rougher with you, he was so nervous and confused because you’re his precious Angel & he didn’t want to hurt you. After a bit of coaxing and encouragement though, he slowly learned that he liked it too- he liked the way you squirmed beneath him, the face you made when he choked you, and how you screamed out in pleasure when he railed you hard enough to make the air leave your lungs.
You checked the clock, Obito would be home any minute now and you were excited to see how he’d react to your new outfit, particularly the accessories. You adjusted the fuzzy cat ear headpiece so that it sat perfectly centered, turning in the mirror to admire your reflection. The open cup bra & panty set you’d ordered fit wonderfully, its strappy bust detailing and pretty pink satin bow accents were adorably alluring. You straightened the sheer thigh high stocking so that they were both even, the dainty lace trim at the top seemed to tie the whole look together. “Perfect” you said aloud, buzzing with excitement.
“I’m home!” Obito announced, slipping his shoes off as he locked the front door. “Y/N?” he called into the silent, empty room, frowning when you didn’t come to greet him. He peeked his head into the kitchen, library & even the patio to no avail- just as panic was about to set in, he heard soft music playing from down the hall. Breathing a sigh of relief, he made a beeline for your shared bedroom. He knocked before entering, not wanting to startle you incase you happened to be napping.
“Come in” you chimed, posing yourself suggestively on the bed. Upon opening the door, Obito dropped the bouquet of flowers he’d been holding. “Happy Anniversary, daddy!” you husked, smiling at his reaction.
“H-happy Anniversary” he repeated, eyes widening as he took in his surroundings. Rose petals were scattered on & around the bed, dozens of flickering candles had been placed around the room, bathing you in an ethereal glow. Obito’s knees felt weak as he walked towards you, jaw dropping when he saw what you were wearing.
“Do you like it?” you asked leaning forward so your cleavage was on full display.
He stood there unmoving for a second as your words registered in his mind. “I love it...you did all this for me?” he breathed, hands roaming hungrily over the delicate material.
“Of course, I did. It’s a special occasion after all” you replied, leaning into his touch.
“You make such a pretty kitty” Obito blushed, looking you up and down- feeling his cock twitch in his pants.
“But you haven’t even seen my tail yet” you teased, swiveling your hips so he could see the fluffy tail, kept in place by the tear drop shaped plug in your rear.
“Holy fuck!” Obito groaned, giving your ass a playful swat.
“There’s just one more thing...” you trailed off handing him the pale pink collar and chain rope leash. “You can put it on me, if you want.”
“I can, really??” he asked, eyes twinkling. Everyday with you felt like a fantasy he as able to live out. It was as if every want & desire he’d ever had, was being fulfilled multiple times over.
“Make me your little pet, daddy.” you purred, sitting back on your knees.
Obito’s eyebrows drew together at your words- you never ceased to amaze him with how much you were able to rile him up. He secured the leather collar around your neck, clipping the chain-link leash to the metal ring at its front.- giving it an experimental tug. “How does it feel?” he asked, a bit dazed.
“Feels good” you mewled, the sudden pressure against your neck sent warmth straight to your core. You flicked the small silver bell at the front of the thick choker. “So, are you going to pin me down and fuck me or do I need to jingle my cute little collar again?”
“Turn around and sit pretty for me” A low groan rumbled in Obito’s chest as he rid himself of his clothing.
“Like this?” you asked innocently, getting on all fours. You arched your back, ass perked in the air so he could see how wet you were.
“Yeah, just like that, let me see how that pretty pussy wets itself for me.” He rubbed his length up and down your glistening slit, smiling when he heard your breathy moan as it caught on your clit. He continued his teasing, swiping his cock head across the swollen bud, admiring how it was now coated in your arousal.
“Obito...” you whined, pushing your hips back against him.
“Hm? I thought kittens liked to be pet.” he crooned, thrusting languidly against your little bundle of nerves.
“Mmph!” you cried out, shocks shooting throughout your body. “Daddy, pleasee!”
Obito pulled at your leash causing you to gasp in surprise. “So eager for me today...I was planning on taking my time with you but if you want it so badly then fine, I’ll give my kitten what she wants.” He placed his free hand on your lower stomach, roughly pushing his pulsing dick into your tight heat. “Like this?” he grunted, parroting your earlier words as he slammed his hips against your own.
You merely nodded, relishing in the delicious stretch you felt each time he plunged into you. “I asked you a question, Y/N!” he said gruffly, wrapping the leash around his hand a few times, making it taut in his grasp. “Come on, I want to hear it!”
“Yes, like that!” A strangled moan caught in your throat as Obito pulled at your restraints, back arching deeper in response. “Don’t hold back- mmhm breed me daddy, fill up my pretty cunt!” you babbled.
He sucked in a harsh breath, feeling a near primal need spike within him. “What’s that- You wanna be my breeding bitch now? Fucking take it then!” Obito growled, dropping the leash, opting to wrap both hands around your neck. He snapped his hips in rapid succession, humming at the way it made the fat of your ass ripple.
“Shake that cute little tail for me” Obito demanded breathlessly, applying more pressure around your throat. You complied, shamelessly bowing lower as you swayed your hips from side to side. The sensation made your eyes cross- it felt like your insides were being rearranged, his fat cock hitting the deepest parts of you. Your mouth hung open as a string of unabashed moans fell past your lips, a delirious smile spreading across your face as he repeatedly hit your sweet spot.
“So fucking tight!” Obito said through clenched teeth. He felt your silken walls clamping down on him, your vice grip making his brain go fuzzy. “Awe is my little kitten going to cum already, gonna make a mess all over daddy’s cock?”
Your arms shook uncontrollably, unsure how much longer you could hold yourself up against his brutal pace. Your vision blurred, head lolling back and forth, even in Obito’s strong grip. After another particularly hard thrust; you were a goner- wailing as you gushed like a fountain. You fell forward, gasping for air as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you.
Trembling, you tried to prop yourself back up, but Obito pushed you down- large hands gripping at your shoulders, never ceasing his unrelenting rhythm. “Ngh- this what you wanted, Y/N? For me to turn you into my cock-drunk little pet?!”
“Aahh!” you shrieked as he fucked you into the mattress, watery eyes rolling to the back of your head. Obito drove into you with such force, your body jerked up and down, the jingling of your bell and the sounds of slapping skin echoing throughout the room.
He hastily flipped you over so quickly that when your back hit the mattress, it knocked the air right out of your lungs. “Fuck, I love when you make that face!” Obito’s eye’s flashed red, he wanted to burn the image of your crimsoned cheeks and lewd expression into his mind forever. He pushed you into a mating press; knees held against your shoulders. “So fucking cute & all fucking mine!”
Heavy, hot pants escaped both of your mouths as he continued to rut into you- still quivering from your earlier orgasm, your legs twitched on their own accord.
“NNGH- gonna breed that sweet cunt and you better take every single drop, understand?” Obito instructed, pace faltering slightly.
“Yes, daddy” you squeaked, nodding weakly.
“Mmm good girl” he praised, legs shuddering. He began to lose himself in your molten heat, desperate shallow thrusts becoming more & more erratic. Your wanton moans and cries of his name were music to his ears- loud ragged grunts left his throat as he realized he was about to go over the edge.
“Keep your eyes on me, don’t you look away” voice deep and raspy, Obito cupped your face in his hands. His entire being shook as he shot thick white ropes into your velvety core, trying to press himself as deep as he possibly could to ensure you took all he had to offer. He pulled you into a heated kiss, both of you groaning as his length continued to throb and twitch inside, filling you to the brim.
At last, he pulled out, collapsing next to you- bringing you to his chest to litter your face with eager kisses. “Was that okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asked, hugging you tightly.
“That was great...you were great.” You cooed, head still spinning.
Obito blushed at your compliment, feeling his pride swell. “Are you hungry... I made dinner reservations.”
“I’m not sure I can even walk right now.” you admitted.
“Then I’ll just carry you, besides you’re gonna need your strength for later.” Obito remarked, affectionately stroking your cheek with the pad of his thumb.
“Later?” you questioned, lifting your head off his chest to meet his gaze.
“That’s right, you’re not the only one who’s got a surprise planned. Rest while you can Angel, it’s going to be a very long night.” he husked, pressing a kiss to your temple.
When Kakashi mentioned to Obito that he’d just been assigned a new assistant that was a total knockout, Obito just rolled his eyes - dismissing the comment as Kakashi being a perv as usual. It wasn’t until he’d heard some of his fellow clan members at the Konoha Police Force chatting about the “pretty little thing” down at the Hokage’s office, that made Obito finally decide he needed to go see what all the fuss was about. The moment he laid eyes on you, Obito’s jaw nearly dropped- the rumors certainly hadn’t done you justice. After being introduced, Obito knew he wanted to make you his.
He started regularly stopping by the Hokage’s office, pleased to find that the two of you had so much in common. Conversations flowed effortlessly; you knew how to make him smile & never failed to brighten up his day. Obito quickly learned your schedule, dropping off trinkets & snacks or leaving cute little notes of encouragement at your desk. Any time he’d see you around the village, he’d offer to help you carry your things and insisted on walking you home- especially if it was starting to get dark.
After a few weeks, Obito worked up the nerve to confess his feelings- he was so nervous, afraid you wouldn’t feel the same way, or worse- that you’d stop talking to him completely. The thought alone made him feel sick, he couldn’t imagine not being able to see your beaming smile or hear your lovely laugh every day. His stomach was in knots- heart pounding in his chest but he just couldn’t hold back his feelings anymore.
He was over the moon when you told him that you felt the same way, he picked you up, spinning you around while peppering your face with eager kisses. You were both so wrapped up in the moment, that you hardly noticed Kakashi approaching.
“When did you two get so...close?” Kakashi asked cheerfully, forcing a smile onto his masked face that didn’t quite reach his eyes. You’d only worked at the Hokage’s office for a few weeks, so you couldn’t tell that Kakashi was being disingenuous- Obito however picked up on it right away. The two men exchanged charged glances, that you remained unaware of.
You tended to get tunnel vision when it came to Obito, always so focused on him to be aware of anything else- including the longing stares and subtle advances of your Hokage.
As hard as it was for Obito to gather the courage to confess his feelings- the most difficult part about those weeks had been pretending not to notice the way Kakashi’s eyes seemed to follow you wherever you went or how he’d use every opportunity to score some alone time, often coming up with some excuse to brush up against you when you were bent over. Obito played the long game, burying his jealously until he could make sure that you were truly his.
⟢ Obito is a possessive person to begin with, he’s also naturally very competitive when it comes to Kakashi so you better believe that he’s going to mark his territory by showing just how well he’s taking care of all your needs. Planning to mark your sweet cunt by pumping you full of his seed on a daily basis.
⟢ He’ll wait until you’re just about to head out the door, coming up behind you to tell you how pretty you look in your cute little work dress- tugging the fabric up & over your hips and pushing your panties aside to slide his cock along your silky folds.
⟢ “Fuck you make me so hard,” he says, teasing your clit with the tip of his dick, groaning when you grind back against him. “Just can’t get enough of you!” He grunts, lining himself up with your entrance.
⟢ Usually, Obito took his time with you, wanting to be as thorough as possible- right now though, he was racing against the clock, not wanting you to leave without giving you at least one orgasm. He wanted to make sure that you went into work, on wobbly legs, pussy still fluttering from how intensely he’d been railing you. “So damn tight- wish I could keep you stuffed with my cock all day” he rasped, pining your arms behind your back with one hand while rubbing fast circles against your clit.
⟢ Obito knew exactly how to make you come undone, turning you into a pliant, babbling wreck. “Mhmm, yeah- cum on this cock, my messy little Angel!” he coos, between deep rough thrusts. He tugs on your hair, pressing down on your clit until you were thrashing against him, creaming all over his dick. He wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up & off the ground as he fucked his seed into your warm cunt.
⟢ “You look so cute with my cum leaking out of you- I’m keeping these,” he says, slipping your panties down your legs. He shoved the damp fabric into his pocket, satisfied that now there’d be nothing to stop all the cum he just filled you with from tricking down your plush thighs.
⟢ Just when you thought you’re going to be late for sure, Obito will use Kamui to teleport you to the Hokage’s office. It’s always so disorienting when he does this because a second ago you were rag-dolling in his arms & now you were outside the building’s entrance while Obito gave you a sweet kiss on the cheek- telling you to have a good day at work.
⟢ Your thighs felt so slippery as you made your way into the building, barely having enough time to come down from your euphoric high as you came face to face with Kakashi. “Good Morning Y/N” Kakashi greeted, breath catching in his throat as he took in the sight of your glassy eyes, flushed chest, and prettily swollen lips- a sight that made his cock twitch instinctively.
⟢ Whenever you get sent out to the village to run an errand, Obito will go out of his way to meet up with you so he can squeeze in a makeout session while speed fingering an orgasm out of you.
⟢ Eventually, Obito will send you to work wearing a vibrator that he’s got a remote for “So I can make you feel good even when I’m not there” he says, slipping the small device into your tight heat. He assures you that no one will be able to hear it since the Hokage’s office tends to be loud and bustling for the most part.
You struggled to keep yourself steady as you finished filing yet another towering stack of mission reports. Honestly, you weren’t sure how you were still standing - Obito had been relentless with his long-distance teasing all day long! He normally only teased you a little while you were at work & you wondered if maybe there was something wrong with the remote.
As if on cue, another barrage of vibrations had you digging your nails into your palm- gods, your train of thought just kept getting derailed today. You couldn’t stop the soft whimper that fell past your lips when the stimulation to your core suddenly stopped, allowing you to catch your breath.
A thick fog of lust hung over you, keeping you in a perpetual state of delirious euphoria. You’d been teetering on the brink of release for hours - it was maddening that way Obito knew just when to pull it back enough to keep you from completely tumbling over the edge.
Shaky hands extended out to Kakashi as you motioned for him to give you the last of the day’s paperwork that he’d just finished signing. “Ah!” you yelped, caught off guard when the vibrating in your pussy resumed. You gripped the edge of the desk, panting as shocks of pleasure radiated through you.
“Is everything alright, Y/N?” Kakashi asked, eyeing the subtle way your breasts bounced in time with the faint buzzing he heard.
“Yup! Ngh- leg cramp!” You said, keeping your head down, praying that he’d buy the excuse.
“Maybe you should sit down?” He suggested, wishing you’d take a seat in his lap instead.
You shook your head. “I’m fine L-Lord S-Sixth, really!” you said a bit too quickly, taking the stack of papers from his still extended hands.
Kakashi bit his lower lip, he didn’t really care for the title but there was something about the way that you said it, that made his pulse quicken. He just wanted to bend you over his desk & make you stutter out his title until that was the only thing you were capable of saying.
Kakashi palmed himself under the desk, watching you stagger back to your workstation- biting back a groan when he got an eyeful of your soaked panties as you bent over to carefully set the tall stack of papers down.
You glanced at the clock- trying to see how much time was left before you could make a beeline home and get the relief you needed. Using the last shreds of focus, you attempted to sort through the pile of documents. The feat was easier said than done, you really did try to keep your concentration but your thoughts kept drifting back to Obito...thinking about him bouncing you on his fat cock, making your eyes roll and cross when he hit that sweet spot dead on- ramming into you while you screamed and shook in his grasp.
Your head swam with lewd thoughts and fantasies of all the things you wanted him to do to you- fuck you just wanted to cum so badly, you could hardly stand it anymore.
“You seem so distracted today Y/N, something on your mind?” Kakashi asked, resting his cheek on the one arm that was propped up on his desk while the other teased the tip of his leaking cock.
"Yeah...” you said in a dreamy tone, barely registering his words. “Oh, I mean no!” you quickly corrected, eyes widening at your slipup.
“Well, which is it?” He asked, amused at your flustered state. “You can tell me, I promise it’ll stay between us…”
“It’s nothing- I’m sorry Lord Sixth, please forgive me! I’m just not feeling well.” You said bowing in apology.
Kakashi laughed. “Relax Y/N, you aren’t in trouble- I just worry about you, so please don’t hesitate to reach out if there’s anything you need from me.”
“Um, I’ll keep that in mind,” you responded with a polite smile.
A quick knock at the door snapped you back to reality, flying open before you had a chance to answer it. “Oi! Kakashi got some more paperwork for you and My Angel to go through” Obito bellowed, shooting you a wink as he dropped a thick binder onto the Hokage’s desk.
“Wow, early for once- what’s the occasion, Obito?” Kakashi monotoned.
“No occasion, I’m just ahead of schedule so I thought I’d bring these over myself,” he replied, circling his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. “Besides, I wouldn’t miss a chance to come check up on my pretty girl.”
Obito’s arms felt so warm & inviting, you fought the urge to melt against him. The banter continued between the two men as you bit the inside of your cheek, using all your willpower to keep your eyes open, which became increasingly more difficult considering that from the moment Obito had come through the door- he’d activated your vibrator to its highest setting.
You focused your eyes on the flat surface of the desk- using it to ground yourself enough to keep from cumming right then and there. Their words began to sound garbled to you compared to the defending sound of your heart hammering in your chest.
Obito held you tighter against him, subtly pressing his straining erection against your back causing you to gasp. “Hmm, you feel a little warm Y/N.” Obito noted, pressing a hand to your forehead. “Maybe I should take you home to get some rest.”
“The day isn’t over yet, Obito.” Kakashi grumbled, narrowing his eyes at the man.
“Oh whatever, this is the most organized I’ve seen this place in months, and I can’t imagine that you’re the one keeping it so tidy.” Obito said, gesturing to the open Icha Icha book on Kakashi’s desk.
“Anyway- doesn’t it look like she could use a break?” Obito cooed, using one of his large hands to squeeze your cheeks together- tilting your face up slightly so you could meet Kakashi’s gaze.
Your face flushed instantly, eyebrows creasing together as an involuntary whine worked its way up your throat. You weren’t sure how much more you could bare, your legs shook uncontrollably as you felt heat pool in your core. Obito reached into his pocket, deactivating the device. You spun around burying your face in his chest while he rubbed soothing circles into your back.
Kakashi glared at Obito, both men well aware of what was really going on. “I’ll see you tomorrow Y/N, go on home to get some rest.” He said a little bitterly.
“Thank You, Lord Sixth.” You said, words slightly muffled by the fabric of Obito’s shirt.
“Actually, Y/N can you give us just one minute- I need to talk to Kakashi about a couple of things but I promise it won’t take too long, okay?” he asked, kissing the top of your head.
“Okay!” You said, looking up at him, eyes twinkling in anticipation. You left the room quickly, closing the door behind you.
“So, you gonna sit there pretending you weren’t just trying to rub one out while staring at my girlfriend?” Obito asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“Shut your mouth Obito,” Kakashi responded gruffly, averting his gaze.
“Why- embarrassed that I caught you? Or are you just cranky from being hard all day, knowing you can’t do anything except look.” Obito taunted.
“That’s enough” Kakashi warned, in a low dangerous voice.
Obito smiled, “That’s it- isn’t it? You’re fucking pissed that you aren’t the one she wants touching her, I bet she doesn’t even know about your little crush either...but I do.”
“Get to the fucking point” Kakashi spat.
“The point is that you better keep your hands and your half-assed propositions to yourself- she’s mine, got it? So I’ll be the only one taking care of all her needs.”
“Tch!” Kakashi scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Now that we understand each other, I’ve got somewhere much better to be. Later Bakakshi, I’ve got my eye on you.” Obito said, Sharingan activating for a split second.
“Everything okay?” You asked as Obito rounded the corner where you’d been waiting for him.
“Perfect, now that I’m with you.” he husked.
You blushed, heart fluttering in your chest, “Can we go home now?”
“Of course we can baby, anything you want,” Obito said, looking down at you lovingly.
ᴥ Tobi is such a cute and loyal puppy, always so hyper & affectionate
ᴥ He’s constantly on you and hates to be apart for too long- it’s really hard on him when you have separate mission assignments since he can hardly think of anything other than getting back to you as quickly as possible
ᴥ Needs to hear your pretty soothing words, craves your delicious scent- the memory alone has him drooling & whining into his pillow
ᴥ Loves to wrap himself around you to lave heavy stripes up your neck, nose pressed to your pulse point
ᴥ Can’t hold back happy moans when you run your fingers through his hair while he lays in your lap or nuzzles against your chest, it makes him feel so safe & cared for
ᴥ Praise isn’t something that Tobi will specifically ask for but it’s something he deeply craves, he’s never had much positive reinforcement so it just blows his mind when you tell him how well he’s doing or when you call him your good boy
ᴥ He’ll blush so pretty & doesn’t know what to do with himself because on one hand your words are bringing him so much comfort that he wasn’t aware he desperately desired- and on the other hand all your praise/encouragement is getting him so worked up that he’s starting to feel a little feral
ᴥ Body Worship King [both giving & receiving, he needs both] It’s important for him to feel that you like his appearance and genuinely find him attractive- becomes putty in your hands when you tell him how cute / adorable / sexy he is
ᴥTobi is insecure about a lot, so your words of affirmation mean the world to him, especially if/when he decides to take his mask off infront of you for the first time
ᴥHe needs reassurance that you’ll accept his scars / past and won’t change your mind about wanting to be with him- he’ll be beyond happy since all he’s ever wanted is to be loved & accepted
ᴥ When you first started to be intimate, Tobi was so nervous and embarrassed to tell you that he was virtually inexperienced- he was very grateful with how sweet & patient you were with him while he fumbled and figured out how to make you feel good too
ᴥ He’s so lovestruck especially when he draws out those beautiful noises you make when he’s buried between your thighs or when he’s rutting into you
ᴥ Total Service Top, he gets off on getting you off- has cum from eating you out on more than one occasion
It had been a little more than three weeks since you had been sent out on a solo mission and Tobi was losing his mind. He kept telling himself to be patient & that you’d be home before he knew it, but at this point, he wasn’t thinking rationally anymore. With each passing day, the hours seemed to go by slower than the one before, while his need for you grew by the second. This was the longest you’d been apart since the two of you had gotten together- the separation anxiety was suffocating, he misses you so much and fuck did he need your touch.
He flopped down onto the bed, groaning into a pillow when memories of your lovely face and beautiful body came flooding into his mind. Tobi tried to think about anything else but found that despite his best efforts, every train of thought just brought him back to you. He felt painfully hard & with a pitiful whine, he glanced down at the large damp spot that had formed over the straining erection in his pants.
“Y/N-Chan will be home soon” he muttered to himself, gnawing at his lower lip. Though he knew those words were true, they did nothing to curb his need, especially since every passing thought of you had his ball clenching.
Giving into his base needs, he walked over to your dresser to fish out a pretty pair of your lace panties. He gripped the fabric tightly, letting out a shaky breath as he recalled the numerous times he’d taken them off of you and how delicious it looked when they were sticky & soaked with your arousal.
With a deeply flushed face, he went back to sit himself on the bed- hastily pulling down the waistband of his pants as he wrapped the fabric over his leaking head. Tobi hissed when he felt the delicate fabric rub against his skin but it just wasn’t the same- not nearly as soft as he’d hoped and nowhere near as warm. He winced, every sensation suddenly feeling too rough & it made him miss you that much more. In a desperate attempt to relieve the ache between his legs, Tobi closed his eyes and grit his teeth as he pumped himself furiously.
* * * * * *
After an absurdly long walk, you’d finally made it back to the Akatsuki hideout, breathing a sigh of relief when you were inside the main entrance. It seemed unusually quiet, you figured that most of the other members were off on missions of their own, but you were surprised Tobi hadn’t greeted you at the door like he normally did. You pouted, but shrugged it off, thinking he may have taken on an extra mission or was simply busy antagonizing one of the other members- either way you were just glad to finally be able to relax and unwind. After hanging up your cloak, you made your way to your room, eager to spend some time in your own bed.
A quiet gasp left your lips when you opened the door to your bedroom, eyebrows shooting up at the sight before you. Tobi’s eyes were squeezed shut while he roughly fucked his fist against your favorite pair of panties- grunts and whines of your name tumbling out of his mouth. You bit your lip at how adorable yet how lewd he looked, vigorously rutting into the now tattered fabric, With a slight shake of your head, you called out to him “Tobi, I’m home!”
“Y-Y/N-Chan!” Tobi yelped, covering himself with a nearby pillow. His eyes were wide, eyebrows furrowed - he was torn between wanting to run to you and trying to hide the evidence of what he’d just been doing. He had the decency to be embarrassed by how needy he was, hanging his head as a deep blush crept its way up his neck.
Your expression softened, knowing you shouldn’t be too hard on him- you knew how he got when you were away for too long. “Why are you hiding, puppy? Did you do something bad?” you asked, quirking an eyebrow as you made your way over to him.
Tobi whined, not wanting to look you in the eye. He clutched the pillow to himself tightly as a wave of embarrassment and shame washed over him.
“Give me the pillow, puppy” You sighed, feeling his grip loosen. You gently took the pillow from him, pursing your lips as you removed the shredded lace from his reddened cockhead. “I really liked those...” you tutted, flinging the material towards the waste bin.
Tobi glanced at you hesitantly, searching your features for any sign of disappointment or anger- when he found none, he finally lifted his head to meet your gaze. “Sorry” he mumbled, shifting slightly to adjust his insistent erection.
“Awe, it’s okay, you’re still my good boy” you cooed, affectionately carding your fingers through his hair. “Such a big boy too!” you giggled, eyeing the heavy way his dick twitched between his legs.
Tobi perked up at your words, relieved you weren’t upset with him. “Tobi missed Y/N-Chan so much!” he said nearly bouncing in his seat.
Any fatigue you’d felt from your trip melted away when you saw the twinkle in his dark, eager eyes. “I missed you too” you husked, sinking down to your knees. “What a pretty cock, can I play with it?”
He nodded frantically, digging his nails into the bedsheets. “Yes, yes! Tobi wants to play!” His heart thumped loudly in his chest, excitement and lust nearly making him tremble when he felt your warm breath just inches away.
“Mhm” you mused, taking his shaft in hand, licking a long slow stripe from the base to his head. You looked up at Tobi as you swirled your tongue around his reddened tip.
He let out a choked out groan, nearly falling backwards at the inviting warmth of your mouth, barely catching himself on his elbows- propping up just in time to see your head begin to bob. His eyes rolled back at the way you worked his dick, moaning loudly when you hallowed your cheeks.
Your fingers grabbed at his thighs, eyes fluttering closed as you set a rhythmic pace- taking in as much of his length as you could.
Tobi panted as he watched you, feeling delirious with pleasure that was steadily bubbling up within him. “S-soo good!” he keened, instinctively bucking his hips.
You hummed in response, happy to see your puppy getting the attention he needed. You sank down on him until your nose grazed the soft hair at the base of his cock, feeling the stretch of your lips accompanied by the slapping of his fat balls against your chin.
Taking one hand off his thigh, you moved it to cradle and massage his neglected balls, noting how heavy they felt in your palm. “Ngh- Y/N-Chan!” he howled, tossing his head back. “Cu-cumming now!”
Tobi came almost violently- weeks of being pent up all channeled into the thick, hot ropes currently swelling your mouth. You’re mildly shocked by just how much there was, swallowing around him as best you could, yet still unable to stop the steady stream that was seeping past your lips. You coughed a few times after finally pulling off his softening cock, strings of saliva still connecting you to him.
“Tobi’s Turn!” he panted, grabbing at your forearms to haul you onto the bed.
“Ah!” you squealed, suddenly laying on your back with Tobi hovering over you.
“Y/N-Chan is home, never letting you go!” he whined, kissing and lapping at anything he could get his mouth on. “Gone for too long..” he pouted, pushing your shirt up to bury his face between your warm breasts.
“I’m sorry puppy, I'll talk to Pain so it doesn’t happen again.” you assured him.
He tensed up, growling at the mention of another male’s name, “No Pain, only Tobi!”
You smiled, almost forgetting how territorial your puppy was. “Only Tobi.” you cooed, cupping his cheek.
He nodded in approval, nuzzling your palm as he tugged down your bottoms. He settled between your thighs, drooling at the sight of your drenched panties. Pressing his nose up against the growing wet spot, he flicked his tongue over it as he breathed in your scent. “Off!” he grunted, not wanting to destroy another pair of your underwear.
You lifted your hips, allowing him to drag them down your legs- casting them aside, along with your discarded shorts. He ran his tongue through your folds, moaning at your taste, feeling the blood rush straight to his crotch. He pulled back for a second, wanting to spread you open with his fingers. “Pretty!” he cried, eagerly diving in to lave over your clit.
He dug his tongue into your bundle of nerves, kneading at the plush skin of your thighs as he dragged your hips up and off the bed- nudging his chin forward to drive his tongue in as deep as it would go. Tobi savored every minute of it, shutting his eyes to immerse himself in your heat, nuzzling his nose against your swollen clit. He continued his relentless lapping, holding you flush against him- brain so focused yet hazy at the same time.
You tugged at his hair, feeling so dazed, you weren’t sure you could form words, settling instead for writhing & sloppily rocking your hips.
Tobi’s eyes snapped open, cock jolting at the way you were responding. Pride bloomed in his chest when he felt your legs begin to shake, high-pitched moans of his name freely falling past your lips. “Cum for Tobi!” he groaned, doubling down- watching every twist and writhe, taking in every sweet cry you gave him.
“Puppy!” you wailed, thrashing against him as wave after wave of pleasure tore through you.
Tobi humped the mattress, slurping lewdly while you shook and cried in his grasp. You tried to push him off but he wouldn’t budge- opting to suckle at your pussy lips before sealing his mouth over your poor swollen clit. Your taste was driving him insane, he didn’t stop even when you sobbed and whimpered out a “too much!”. He just kept sucking and rolling his heavy tongue over you, reveling in the way your body twitched and spasmed.
“Not enough, need more!” Tobi grunted, taking one of your ankles in each hand to spread your legs apart. He thrust his leaky cock against your little bud, rocking back and forth to feel the pulse of it against his slit. He growled, the slickness of you making him feel near feral with need- he quickly lined himself up with your entrance, slamming into you until you cried out.
Tobi’s head spun as he sank into your tight heat, keening at the way your were sucking him in. His cock throbbed with arousal, loving the loud squelching of your pussy, knowing he was the one who’d made such a mess of you.
You whined, lower lip trembling as you teetered on the edge of consciousness. Tobi’s crazed thrusting sending shockwaves through your overstimulated body. “P-please” you stuttered, struggling to keep your eyes open as your puppy continued to plunge into your gummy walls.
Everything felt so messy and hot, Tobi’s head tipped back when he felt you cream around his length. His sanity slipping a little more with every tremor and gush of your sweet pussy, making something snap inside of him. He frantically pumped into you, the harsh snap of his hips making you gasp and seize. “Hold on- hng- so close!” he said through clenched teeth. He dropped your legs, pushing your knees up to your chest, curving his form over yours- driven by pure hunger and the instinct to fill you up with his cum & breed your pretty cunt.
Your vision was blurring in and out, hips aimlessly rutting against him- feeling like a ragdoll in his grasp. Animalistic thrusts causing your body to jolt against the bed springs. “Good boy- ah- such a good boy!” you babbled.
“Tobi is a good boy- Y/N-Chan’s good boy!” he pants, reaching between you to rub circles on your clit- determined to tip you over the edge one more time before reaching his own breaking point. With every thrust, a yell is dragged from you- body shaking uncontrollably as your vision goes white.
“Fuck! Fuuuuck!” Tobi growls, feeling your pussy flutter and convulse around him- his lower half completely drenched with the fluids you had just sprayed all over him. He drives in and out of you with reckless abandon, swearing he’s beginning to see stars. He bites down on your shoulder, grumbling fucked out moans against your skin as thick spurts of his seed paint your insides white.
You shiver when he finally pulls out, clutching at him weakly when he uses his fingers to push his cum back into your cunt. “’S full”. you whimpered, completely limp and exhausted.
“Shh” Tobi cooed, kissing your sweaty forehead. “Sleep now, Y/N-Chan.”
You were sitting in Obito’s lap, arms around his neck, legs dangling off the sides and draped over his muscular thighs. Several minutes of silence had gone by and he’d barely acknowledged you, except for when he initially took off your panties & helped you onto his cock. You weren’t sure of what to say, so you just rolled your hips against him.
Obito clenched his jaw to suppress a moan. ”Behave Y/N, I’m not in the mood.” He said, keeping a stoic face.
You knew that was a lie, his cock was currently twitching insistently inside of your cunt & it was obviously taking all of his will power to keep his hips from bucking against yours. “Obito...” you whined for attention. You hated when he got like this, so distant and unresponsive; he was always so stubborn when he was in one of his jealous moods. He truly was a good boyfriend, but his jealousy was so easily triggered, especially when it came to Kakashi.
Despite the fact that they were friends, Obito didn’t like for you to be around Kakashi for very long. The issue wasn’t that Obito didn’t trust you- what he didn’t trust was the way that Kakashi looked at you when he thought no one else was paying attention. He always noticed when Kakashi’s gaze would wander all over your body, lingering far too long for Obito’s liking. Too many times had he caught Kakashi staring at you while you were doing chores or running errands, and has even slapped his hand away from your wrist or lower back- Kakashi swore he was just trying to be helpful because you looked unsteady, but Obito knew better.
He exhaled in frustration. “I told you not to talk to Kakashi when I'm not around...he’s just going to try to take you away from me.” Obito said, mumbling that last part under his breath.
“But he only asked how my day was going & I didn’t want to be rude; it was nothing.” You explained to no avail. Obito was having none of it, he huffed, looking away.
You knew Obito was going to be like this for a while and unless you did something about it- he wasn’t going to be touching you anytime soon. “I’m sorry, please don’t be mad.” You said sweetly, placing a few light kisses along his jaw.
He briefly glanced at you then looked away again, clearly not satisfied with your apology.
You decided you’d have to take it up a notch to get through to him. “Please Daddy, I need you so bad!” You whined against his neck, shimming your hips when you felt his cock jerk inside of you.
Obito inhaled sharply, snaking a hand into your hair, pulling you back to meet his gaze.
“Ah!” You gasped in surprise.
“What did you call me?!” Obito asked gruffy.
You noticed the subtle increase in the way his chest rose and fell. You panicked for a second, unsure of whether he was turned on or if he was now angrier than before- it was always so hard to tell at times like this... Your eyebrows creased together, lower lip jutting out, “Daddy?” you squeaked.
Obito growled, pulling you flush against him. “Say it again.” he rasped.
Your lips turned up at the corners, relieved he seemed to like it. “Please fuck me, Daddy!” You cooed, adding a slight bounce as you said your words, “I promise I’ll behave.”
Obito circled his arms around your waist, thrusting up into you roughly. He grunted from the sheer force of it, relishing in the way it made your back arch.
You mewled, head dipping back as Obito rut into you.
“Is this what you wanted? You like when Daddy gets rough with you, huh?” He asked, tugging at your hair with each thrust.
You nodded frantically. “Y-yes Da-daddy!” you stuttered out, the force of Obito’s relentless thrusting leaving you almost breathless. The snap of his hips was maddening, quick and powerful, he hit your sweet spot every damn time.
“FUUCK” he groaned at how hot and wet you felt. He completely loses all self-restraint, erratically moving your legs and hips around to find different angels to fuck you stupid. Obito pulls you into a bruising kiss, biting and pulling at your lower lip, thoroughly pleased with turning you into a babbling drooling mess.
“Are you sorry for making Daddy mad?” He asked, holding you by the nape of the neck.
“Yes, ngh- sorry” You gasp, when he pressed his thumb down on your neglected clit.
“Apologize like you mean it!” He growled
“I’m s-s-sorry Daddy, ‘M won’t do it again- please please! Gotta cum!” You cried out, shaking your head from side to side.
Obito moaned loudly, finally satisfied with your apology. “Go on then, come on my cock- cum on my cock like a good girl.” He grunted.
“I’m a good girl! Daddy’s good girl!” You panted as you thrashed back and forth, only held up by Obito’s hand around your neck.
“Aw, fuck, mmhmm! That’s right, you’re my good girl. Mine and no one else’s!” He said through clenched teeth. Obito helped you through your orgasm, feeling every clench and spasm as your pussy gushed all over him.
“I hope you don’t think we’re done yet.” he hummed, rubbing soothing circles into your back.
You looked up at him, confusion playing across your features, “But I thought-”
“Shh” Obito cooed, brushing a thumb over your lips to muffle your words. “I accept your apology, but Daddy’s not done with you yet. Don’t worry, you’re my good girl, so you can take it, right?”
“I don’t think so, Y/N” Tobi rasped.
“Ugh, oh” You thought to yourself, a shiver running down you spine when you heard the change in his tone. He only used that voice when he punished you- there was no getting out of it now. Though it slightly frightened you, there was just something about that rough, gravelly husk that did it for you. Usually Tobi was very playful and lenient but when he got like this, it was like he was a different person. You whined involuntarily, knowing he was going to be rough.
“You lost Y/N, that’s what happens when you’re such an overconfident little tease- if you take your punishment like a good girl, I promise I won’t be too mean.” He said. Tobi wrapped his hand around your throat, leading you away from the bed so you were now on your knees in front of him.
He pulled his twitching cock out of his pants, the way it bobbed heavily was mesmerizing & you couldn’t help but eye it hungrily. He stroked himself a few times, chuckling darkly when he noticed the way you were staring.
Releasing his hold on your neck, he opted to thread his hand into your hair, holding you still while lightly slapping his thick cock against your cheek. “What are you looking at, huh?” Tobi teased, tightening his grip.
You mewled at the sensation it caused, feeling your face breakout into a furious blush.
“This what you want, Y/N?” he asked gruffly, punctuating each word with another cock slap.
You squirmed, rubbing your thighs together to try to get some relief to your dripping core.
“Why are you so quiet now? Don’t feel like running your mouth anymore?” Tobi hummed, rubbing his leaking head across your pouty lips, leaving behind a thin sheen of his glossy arousal.
Whimpering, you shook your head, looking up at him with hazy half-lidded eyes.
“Good. Open up!” he instructed, tugging at your hair to angle your neck back.
Almost as soon as you parted your lips, you found your mouth filled. “Mmph” you gasped at the sudden intrusion. You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes and a slight sting as your lips stretched around his girthy length.
“Wider” he husked, beginning to shallowly thrust into your warm mouth. “Will you be good for me, Y/N?” Tobi asked with a tilt of his head.
“Mhmm!” You nodded, meeting his gaze as your tongue lapped at the underside of his shaft, head bobbing in time with his thrusts. This side of Tobi always made you so eager to please, your eyes fluttered closed as you moaned around him.
“Fuck, you look so pretty with your mouth stuffed full of my cock. Taking it so well.” He moaned. His head lolled back lazily as he used his grip on your hair to control the pace you slurped up & down his dick.
You placed your hands on his thighs to steady yourself, doing your best to take in air whenever possible. The weight of his fat cock felt heavy on your tongue, your head swam, feeling drool pooling down the sides of your lips.
“That’s my messy girl!” Tobi growled, now freely fucking your face. He loved the way those hot heavy tears ran down your cheeks and the obscene noises you made as more & more saliva leaked out of your mouth with each snap of his hips.
Your eyes rolled back at the way he was using you like his own personal fuckdoll. All his grunts & praises making you so wet that you felt your slick run down your thighs. The grip you had on him loosened when you felt your own legs begin to shake, your mind slowly going blank under the heat quickly building between your legs.
Tobi felt the vibrations from the whimpering moans leaving your throat, smiling when he saw the state you were in. You had an almost hypnotized look in your glazed over eyes as you continued to sloppily suck and slurp at him. “You love sucking my dick, don’t you, my perfect little fucktoy?”
You nodded dumbly, losing yourself in the way his cock shifted to the back of your throat and the sounds of his deep groans that were getting louder & more frequent.
“You f-feel so fucking good mmm ah ohh yeaaah!” Tobi moaned loudly, placing both hands on your head, drunk with lust.
Your vision blurred, tension building as he roughly fucked your face, grunting wildly. You clawed at his thighs weakly, feeling your pussy spasm and clench around nothing.
Your loud keen, got Tobi’s attention, just in time to see your eyes roll back, falling forward against him as you came right then & there. “Awww, baby, s-so hot, FUCK!” he nearly roared, your release sending him over the edge. Cumming an absurd amount into your mouth, he groaned like a feral animal as he fucked his seed down your throat.
You greedily swallowed around him, slurping up as much as you could. You whined when he forcibly pulled you off his cock, feeling your neck dip backwards, while your eyes tried to focus on the man in front of you.
The blissed-out look on your face made his sensitive cock twitch harshly. He thought you looked so damn beautiful like this- the way you panted heavily with your tongue lolled out, a thick stream of cum dripping down your chin, landing in splatters all over your heaving chest...it’s exactly the reaction he wanted.
Tobi released his hold on you, moving his mask back into place. “Wow, Y/N-Chan, you sure made a mess.” he chirped, voice returning to normal.
“Sorry.” You mumbled hoarsely.
“Don’t worry, Tobi will clean you up!” he said cheerily, pushing a few stray strands of hair that were stuck to your forehead, neatly behind your ear.
You nodded numbly, snuggling into his chest as he carried you to the bath.
☾ He’d love game night with his cute little darling
☾ Super competitive though so he doesn’t like to lose
☾ Soft Dom Vibes // But at the same time he’s also babie
☾ Loves punishment games- giving or receiving, he’s happy either way
Warnings: Language, NSFW, Oral Sex
“You look so pretty, Y/N-Chan.” Tobi cooed, coming up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist.
“Thank you, Tobi!” You giggled, leaning into his embrace.
“Which game does Y/N-Chan want to play tonight?” he asked with a slight tilt of his head.
“Hmm, let’s see...” you tapped your finger against your chin, pretending to consider your options- though you already had the perfect choice in mind. “We haven’t played Soixante-neuf in a while.” You said innocently.
“Did Y/N-Chan pick that game because she thinks she can beat Tobi?” He asked suspiciously.
“Noo...” You trailed off, averting your gaze.
Tobi huffed indignantly but decided to indulge your request, if anything for a chance to prove you wrong. “Fine, and if Y/N-Chan loses?” He asked, allowing his hands to wander up to knead your breasts.
“Winner decides the punishment.” You purred, pressing your ass back against his hardening cock.
“Deal.” He replied scooping you into his arms, carrying you over to your shared bed. He placed you down gently before climbing in after you. “Can’t wait to punish my Y/N-Chan, it’s been too long.” He said with a groan.
“What makes you think you’ll win, huh?” You asked, swinging your leg over his abdomen, giggling when you heard his breath hitch. “You’ve never won before, why would this time be any different?” You taunted, swaying your hips side to side, giving the masked man an eyeful of your bare core.
“Y/N-Chan.” Tobi warned, in no mood to be teased.
“Last time, you came twice and I had to finish myself with my fingers, remember?” You pouted, absentmindedly tracing the outline of Tobi’s erection in his tight black pants.
Tobi growled at your words, moving his mask aside so that it wouldn’t get in his way. “That’s enough!” he tsked, snaking his arms around your thighs, pulling you flush against his mouth.
“Ngh- Tobiii” You whined, falling forward when you felt his tongue take a long lick up your sex. You clumsily tugged at the waistband of his pants, a small noise of frustration escaping your lips when your attempts failed. “H-hey, take t-these off!” You stuttered out, trying to keep your composure while Tobi flattened his tongue against your slit.
Amused to see you struggling to undress him, he quickened his motions, taking in all of your breathy little moans. “Having trouble Y/N-Chan?” He asked, giving your clit a light suck.
“Mh- ah! Tobi, please!” You mewled, nuzzling his clothed dick with your cheek in an attempt to get him to lift his hips.
“Tobi doesn’t think he should help Y/N-Chan after she was such a tease.” He singsonged, pulling slightly back from your dripping cunt. Tobi gave your rear a firm swat, causing you to cry out in surprise. “Y/N-Chan should just be a good girl and keep making more pretty noises.” He mused, dipping his tongue into your wet heat without warning.
A needy whine left your throat and you couldn’t help but push your hips back, allowing him to plunge his tongue even deeper into your tight hole. Your mind started to go hazy, unable to focus on anything besides the delicious feeling of Tobi’s tongue fucking you into submission.
He brought a gloved thumb up to rub small tight circles against your swollen little bud. He loved seeing you like this, spread out before him and getting more desperate by the second, his cock twitched insistently but he ignored it, already planning out what your punishment would be.
You whimpered weakly, settling for sloppily licking over his clothed erection.
Tobi grunted when he felt your warm breath and frantic licks against his pants. He nearly gave in at the thought of stuffing his cock into your pretty little mouth but decided against it when your pussy started to clamp down on his tongue. He snickered at the cute string of broken moans that were tumbling out of your mouth.
The stimulation to your clit & pussy were starting to become almost too much, you panicked when you began to feel the overwhelming need to pee. You tried to pull away from him but were too far gone to put up a real challenge. “W-w-wait! Tobi I think I need to-” your words were cut off by a harsh slap to your ass.
“Bad girls don’t get breaks!” Tobi said gruffly, momentarily dropping his usual childish lilt. He tightened his hold to keep you in place and eagerly dove back into your drooling cunt, doubling down on his ministrations.
“Uh-UH-AHHH!” You wailed. Your whole body convulsed as you felt yourself squirt, covering Tobi in your arousal.
“Y/N-Chan loses, better luck next time.” he hummed, happily lapping up the mess you made. You took a moment to catch your breath, trying to fight through the haze of bliss that hung over you. “Bes-st two out of t-the-ree? You asked, shakily.
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