Hi! Could you please write an Akatsuki X reader scenario where they kidnap shinobi Reader and the best way to convert her to their cause is by fucking her until she breaks? (If you could include Obito that would be awesome too)
Deidara knows firsthand just how bothersome it is to be forcibly recruited into the Akatsuki, but despite the shared experience he isn't very empathetic when he tells the young kunoichi that she has no choice but to join their ranks, either willingly or by force.
The girl is loyal to her village, so she'll initially refuse, which angers the blonde artist. He didn't have a choice when it came to his recruitment, so why should she? Deidara is going to make her join, and he knows just how to do it.
Despite his being a lean man, he's very strong, so Deidara is able to knock her backwards with her clay and pin her down with his body, sitting on her chest as he holds her wrists with one hand and covers her mouth with the palm of his other hand, using the mouth on that hand to forcibly kiss her.
The tongue on his palm will force it's way down her throat, making her gag as Deidara rips her clothes off with the other hand, practically salivating at the sight of her perfect breasts, but he doesn't have time to enjoy the scenery when his main goal is to force her over to the Akatsuki's side.
Deidara isn't one to pull his punches verbally or physically, bullying his cock inside of her vulnerable entrance, manhandling her into whatever position works best for him as he shouts threats and insults at her.
"Cmon you little idiot! Just agree to join before I get more forceful, hmm! I'm not gonna stop until you say yes, un!"
He'll force his hand-mouths onto her breasts, using them to lick, bite, and suck her sensitive nipples, his actual mouth forcibly on hers as he pounds into her, the wet sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air as Deidara shoves his tongue down her throat.
He isn't very experienced due to his age and eccentric personality, so he's just fast and rough when he fucks, his his slamming against her ass while his only goals in mind are to convert her over to the Akatsuki's side and get his rocks off, and there is nothing she can do about it.
Deidara will have her overwhelmed from the bombardment of stimulus from his hands, mouths, and cock, he'll leave her whining and squirting underneath him despite herself, much to the artist's delight and smugness.
Deidara is a energetic young man, so he can go for hours if he really wanted to, but he'll stop on one condition. Each time he pulls out after cumming in her, he'll ask her if she's ready to cooperate yet, and if she is; he'll stop, but if she isn't; he'll go for another round with her body.
"Ready to cooperate? Well should be! Because I'm not gonna stop fucking you until you turn into a good little Akatsuki member!"
Deidara is glad that he's able to recruit a brand new member for their little Akatsuki family, now he'll earn the respect of his senior members, and he gets to have a brand new toy to play with as a bonus.
tw: noncon, kidnapping, drugging, aphrodisiacs, fuck or die, age difference, riding, mind break
Sasori hates dealing with new recruits, they're all just brats who know nothing about art and respect, so when he's tasked with coverting a shinobi they captured over to the Akatsuki's cause, the red haired puppet master isn't the slightest bit happy.
He feels nothing, so Sasori can't appeal to emotion in order to sway her, instead he'll use threats towards both herself, her comrades, and loved ones, but when she doesn't budge, Sasori decides to show her that his words are anything but empty threats.
Before she can even react, Sasori is already injecting her with a special poison he created just for brats such as herself, it isn't fatal in small doses, and it's designed to instill obedience in it's user, but it comes with the very unfortunate side effect of forcibly increasing her arousal levels as well.
Sasori totally didn't anticipate this side effect, but he's not going to let this unique opportunity pass him by, in fact he's going to take advantage of it. He'll force her warm and soft body onto his own cold and wooden one, forcing her onto his cock and telling her to make herself useful for once.
"Faster, brat, or do you want me to increase the dosage? Good girl, now ride it like your life depends on it, because it does."
Sasori won't make any noises, facial expressions, or even blink as she reluctantly bounces on his wood, her discomfort contrasting his indifference. If she slows down too much for his liking, Sasori will inject her yet again, although he's careful not to give her too much of his poison, he doesn't want to kill her yet.
Despite his lack of moaning or any expression at all, Sasori is rather enjoying the sight of the needy prisoner moving up and down on his cock while under the effects of poison is very satisfying to the emotionless puppet master, but the only time his satisfaction will be known is when he's cumming inside of her.
Eventually the combination of the stimulation, humiliation, and the drug is too much for the poor kunoichi to handle, being too drugged up and overwhelmed to even resist anymore, reduced bouncing on his cock and obeying his demeaning demands like a good little puppet, much to Sasori's satisfaction.
Sasori won't even bother to hold back his taunts at her expense, finding it incredibly satisfying that he was able to reduce a respectable ninja to his own personal puppet with just a few injections and his cock.
"Good little puppet, you'll make a perfect pawn for the Akatsuki, and the perfect hole for my cock..."
Before he knows it, the Akatsuki has a brand new member and Sasori himself has a brand new puppet to play with, which is very convenient since he's been looking for a new test dummy for his poisons.
Forcing people to do things they don't want to is a rather trivial task for Itachi Uchiha, but he prefers to not use violence to get his way, so when he's tasked with forcibly recruiting a new Akatsuki member, he'll get the job done using his specialty: genjutsu.
It's almost too easy, all he needs to do is make eye contact with her, and she's all his. He won't just use a genjutsu that makes her loyal to the Akatsuki, because it would just wear off eventually which would cause problems in the future, instead he'll cast a genjutsu that will make her more susceptible to his demands and advances.
Itachi is much bigger and stronger than she is, especially when she's in such a state, so it's not much of a challenge for him to take advantage of her, slipping his hand into her panties and his tongue into her mouth while she squirms in his grasp, under the effects of his sense heightening genjutsu.
His enjoyment won't be very evident on his face due to his stoic nature, but it's most certainly evident in his pants, the bulge in his pants pressed against her clothed pussy as his fingers move inside of her and he speaks to her in his usual flat tone, yet with a hint of mockery underneath.
"This feels uncomfortable doesn't it? I would stop if you would just cooperate, but I can plainly see that someone like you wouldn't know compromise if it stabbed you in the face..."
Eventually he'll pull his fingers out of her, which is somewhat difficult with how tightly her cunt is squeezing them, although her pussy won't be left empty for very long once Itachi forces his cock into her, hitting even deeper places inside of her that his fingers couldn't reach, such as her precious womb.
Itachi doesn't just jackhammer into her like a uncouth mutt, instead his pace incredibly slow, bordering on torturous as his cock slowly stretches her out and hits her womb with each thrust, his cock forcing her into submission better than any genjutsu ever could.
He'll have her whimpering and squirming underneath him in a matter off seconds, reapplying the genjutsu on her whenever she fights back too much, eventually she'll be so deep in the genjutsu that she won't be able to distinguish between reality and illusion, she won't even be able to tell if she's actually getting fucked or if it's just another genjutsu, it's an incredibly disorienting and terrifying experience, one that Itachi tells her she can end anytime if she just cooperates with the Akatsuki.
Eventually she'll become so disoriented and overwhelmed by both the illusion she's under and the sensation of him roughly fucking her that she'll practically burst into tears, weakly whimpering and sniffling as she begs Itachi to stop the genjutsu already, she won't even ask him to stop fucking her, she just wants to be free of the illusion, and if she agrees to the Akatsuki's terms, he'll gladly oblige her.
"Good girl. See? That wasn't so hard was it? All you had to do was ask nicely, it's quite simple really, even for someone so bereft of knowledge..."
He isn't surprised that she ended up caving to his demands, mental torture is his forte, and if she ever steps out of line with the Akatsuki's goals again, he'll have no qualms about giving her another 72 hours worth of suffering.
In terms of physical appearance, Kisame is the most terrifying member of the Akatsuki, standing at nearly 7 feet tall with a set of razor sharp teeth and a shark-like appearance, he's the best in the organization at intimidation, and Kisame is more than happy to use brute force when attempting to force a potential recruit over to the Akatsuki's side.
Usually just flashing his teeth or brandishing Samehada is more than enough for Kisame to get his way, but when his dear little prisoner future coworker doesn't give in, Kisame decides he needs to take a much more rough and physical approach with her, the blue skinned man has been rather pent up as of late, and dealing with a brat is just increasing his frustrations, so he decides to kill two birds with one stone.
He's a brute, so he'll just throw here down onto the ground and force himself on top of her, his body huge compared to her slight form, Kisame practically moans at the sight of her eyes widening in terror when she feels his massive bulges rubbing against her, making it more than clear what Kisame is going to be taking from her.
Her pussy is almost comically tiny compared to Kisame's twin cocks, it would be damn near impossible for him to fit even one of his huge members inside of her virgin cunt, but Kisame Hoshigaki has never been one to let a little bit of difficulty stop him from getting what he wants from someone.
"Oh come now, don't go whining and crying on me yet! You don't even have the first one all the way in yet! So save your bellyaching for when they're both deep inside of you, sweetie..."
Befitting his appearance and reputation, Kisame is rough when he fucks, forcibly cramming both of his cocks into her tight pussy as he pounds into her, his huge body engulfing her's entirely while he's having the time of his life turning her body into his personal cocksleeve.
Kisame is a biter, he just can't help himself, it's in his nature after all, and he especially can't hold back his more primal urges when his cocks are balls deep inside of her and he's cumming directly into her fertile womb, his sharp teeth digging into her neck hard enough to draw blood, and when sharks see blood, they go into a feeding frenzy.
Kisame's sheer size is all the more apparent when his entire muscular weight is pressed down on her as he rearranges her insides with his cock, his huge body smothering her only adds to the poor girl's disoriented state, it's nearly impossible to breathe when a giant shark man is on top of her and using her as his breeding toy.
When Kisame eventually cums inside of her, he cums a lot, emptying his huge balls into her sensitive little womb, and the poor kunoichi is left completely cockdrunk just from one round of Kisame bullying her poor pussy with his big cocks.
"Oh how cute! You did didn't even last one single round! What was our leader thinking asking a pathetic weakling like you to join our little family..?"
This entire experience has once again reminded Kisame why he just adores newbies so much, they're so weak and overconfident even when against someone as fearsome like him, and the stubborn toys are all the more fun to break.
tw: noncon, sadomasochism, abuse, degradation, fuck or die, misogyny, slapping, blood play, fear play
It's no surprise that a sadist like Hidan loves nothing more than causing distress and pain to others, even if it isn't for his religion or organization, so he's as giddy as a schoolgirl when he's given the task of forcing their latest recruit into submission, and if there's something that brings Hidan joy, it's forcing people.
He isn't the strongest in the Akatsuki, but he's one of if not the scariest member when it comes to just how unwaveringly brutal and heartless he is, and not only is Hidan brutal, he's also a complete pervert, a fact that will become almost instantly apparent to his already scared captive when he starts groping her and talking about how pretty of sacrifice she would make to Lord Jashin.
Hidan hurts people as easily as he breathes, so the morally bankrupt Jashinist has absolutely no qualms about forcing himself onto someone, it's like a power trip to him when he gets to have complete free reign over the organization's prisoners, subjecting them to his depraved whims at his leisure.
The white haired man will absolutely love it when she desperately fights back, kicking and scratching at him with the futile hope of getting him to back off, but getting hurt by her mid-fuck just turns Hidan on even more, he's the kind of man who loves both giving and receiving some of that sweet pain.
"Ohh..! F-Fuuuck yes~! Keep fighting me like that, babe~! It just makes me want to hurt ya right back, you feisty bitch!"
While Hidan really does love receiving pain, he's still going to return the favor tenfold, he'll slap her across the face for every kick that lands, and practically stab her with his spike each time she scratches at him. See? Hidan isn't a selfish lover at all! He's returning all of the sweet, addictive pain she's so graciously giving him, she should be thanking him really.
Hidan has the highest sex drive out of all his comrades, practically using her as a pocket pussy to empty his balls into, and to no ones shock, he doesn't even try to be gentle, forcing his fat cock in and out of her with the main goal of getting his rocks off, slapping her ass or breasts with each rough and sloppy thrust.
She'll inevitably start to bleed a little bit from how many times he's bitten her or poked her with his sharp weapons, but that won't deter Hidan in the slightest, in fact it'll only excite him more, and he'll even lick up the blood from her wounds, resulting in his skin taking on it's skeletal pattern, which only terrifies her all the more.
It doesn't take too long for his sheer sadism and brutality to take a toll on her, and she's begging him to stop, sobbing that she'll do whatever the Akatsuki says as long as Hidan just stops. Hidan is incredibly annoyed and disappointed that his fun is being cut short, and all because she can't handle him going easy on her.
"Huh?! Done already?! Geez, this is just what happens when ya let the broads join the boy's club, but fine! Welcome to the Akatsuki, you whiny cunt!"
Hidan isn't particularly happy about having another shrill pussy with legs in the same organization as him, but he manages to look on the bright side of things; at least he doesn't need to go down the street corner for a quick fuck anymore, now he only needs to go down the hall.
Kakuzu hates newbies, they're all brats without a shred of respect for their elders, it's bad enough that he has to put up with Hidan's nonsense, but now he has to deal with converting a new member? He's going to make her pay for his troubles, despite the fact that she wants to be there about as much as he wants her there.
He'll cut straight to the chase, plainly telling her to join the Akatsuki or else, although he doesn't elaborate at all on what the 'or else' will entail, so she doesn't take him seriously and immediately refuses. Kakuzu doesn't like that very much, he absolutely hates not being taken seriously, so the miser decides that there's no time like the present to make sure he knows that he's a very serious threat to her.
She can barely even react when his threads emerge from underneath his mask and cloak, quickly wrapping around her limbs and forcing themselves down her throat, muffling her noises of protest when the rest of his threads start slithering towards her vulnerable holes between her legs with no regard for gentleness or permission.
Kakuzu's metallic tentacles are uncomfortably harsh as they force themselves into her pussy and ass, stretching her holes out to 'prepare' them for Kakuzu's big cock, all she can do is weakly struggle and bite down on the threads in her mouth as Kakuzu gives her a stern talking to about how much of an ungrateful brat she allegedly is.
"Stop biting, brat. It hurts when you bite down on them like that. But I'll hurt you a hell of a lot more than you could ever hurt me if you don't shut up and take it."
He'll use his tentacles to spread her pussy out enough for him to get a good look at it, being sure to make sure he knows how shocked he is that she's still a virgin with how indecent she acts. Girls these days are just so disrespectful towards men, probably because none of them have a big strong daddy to put them in their place, but Kakuzu is about to change that.
His cock is just as big as the rest of him, so it will stretch her out a great deal when he forces in inside of her, even after all that preparation. Kakuzu is a product of his time, he doesn't prioritize his pleasure over her's at all, because that would imply he even considers her's in the first place.
He doesn't even really need to hold her down given how strong he is, he has her bound for his enjoyment, not his convenience. Kakuzu always finds it amusing when his prey struggles against his superior experience, and he finds it almost hilarious how she squirms against him, even with his thick meat buried balls deep inside of her.
Kakuzu doesn't really care where he cums, just as long as he does. He doesn't think it really matters if he cums inside of her, he's nearly a century old, he probably can't get her knocked up, so she can stop being so damn hysterical about such a slim possibility.
"Shut up. Trust me, idiot, I'm far too old to give anyone a baby, much less a whiny twerp like you. Besides, having a baby is all women like you are good for."
New members are always so troublesome for Kakuzu, all they do is drain the Akatsuki's finances even more, and Kakuzu is going to make sure that his dear newbie pays him back every last cent.
tw: noncon, power imbalance, mind break, god complex, violence, piercings, humiliation, kidnapping
Pain is the leader of the Akatsuki, so he'll deal with coverting potential members more often than not. He's the best man for the job, he has the reputation, status, intimidation factor, and most importantly; he has the abilities to back all those qualities up with action. Only a fool would try to deny Pain, but it seems that his dear future subordinate is something beyond just foolish with how much she's resisting.
She can resist to her hearts content, but she's a mouse in a trap compared to his godlike powers. When she inevitably true to make a break for it, Pain will simply use Universe Pull to force her back towards him, pinning her down underneath his cold body, his body temperature being enough to nearly make her shiver, even with his cloak on, and the proximity doesn't help matters at all.
Pain's method of restraining her is swift and cruel, he'll stab one of his chakra rods straight through both of her hands, pinning them to the ground and causing immense pain, to which he shows no remorse, because he's about to show her an even more intense pain with a very different kind of rod.
His Rinnegan eyes will be locked onto her's as he forces himself on top of her. She isn't as foolish as he initially suspected, and she instantly knows what he's attempting to do to her, but Pain will pay no heed to her struggles, treating what he's about to do to her like its the most justified thing in the world.
"Enough resistance. It's futile against me. I am God, and now you'll get the privilege of witnessing what happens to those who resist God's will."
Pain's cock is both thick and pierced, so it fills her up to the brim and the cold metal of his piercings touch every inch of her untouched depths. It's hard to tell if Pain can even feel the sensations of her pussy gripping his member, since his remains cold and impassive throughout.
Its unsettling how calm Pain is throughout the ordeal, lecturing her about understanding pain and the Akatsuki's goals, all while he's pounding into her, his thick cock bullying her womb with each thrust, increasing the intensity of the agonizing mix of pleasure and pain.
He could just use his Rinnegan to put her under his control and 'tame' her, but Pain doesn't have to do that, he's physically strong enough to brute force her body into submission, and the most effective way to do that is to brute force her pussy into submission first, and the rest will follow.
Once Pain has had his fill with her holes, he won't even need to ask her if she's going to come along with him or not, she has no choice. He's already destroyed her village, so she has no choice but to join his cause or be left to die alone.
"Playtime is over, little one. It's time for business. You will join the Akatsuki, or I'll just have to put you through this torment again..."
Swaying even the most stubborn of individuals onto his side is a trivial matter for someone like Pain, it's truly amazing how a little bit of destruction and degradation can go such a far way in terms of the elimination of one's insubordination.
tw: noncon, facesitting, suffocation, cunnilingus, rimming, age difference, piercings, power imbalance, fuck or die, humiliation
Being one of the most important members of the Akatsuki, Konan is used to recruiting new members. While she isn't a brute, Konan isn't above using physical means to get what she wants from the more particularly standoffish individuals.
Konan will attempt to negotiate at first, gently explaining the benefits of being a part of an organization as well-known and feared as the Akatsuki, and how it's much better than serving any village. But when the young woman continues to refuse Konan's kind offers, she decides to take more forceful measures.
Like a stern mother about to punish her unruly child, Konan will give the girl a few moments to reconsider her foolish choices, but when she inevitably doesn't, Konan decides to test just how stubborn someone is able to continue to act when they're unable to move or breathe underneath their superior.
Konan is a very strong woman despite her lithe physique, so she's easily able to hold the other woman down and sit on her face, pressing her entire weight down as her mature pussy presses against her face, practically suffocating the younger woman underneath her perfect ass, not budging an inch until she secures the girl's cooperation.
"Sorry, but you aren't allowed to come up for air until you agree to join the Akatsuki. If you keep squirming like that I'll simply add another ten minutes to your sentence..."
Konan is a very patient woman, she has all the time in the world, so she won't be in any rush to move from her rather comfortable seat on her face, simply occupying herself with her origami or by explaining more details about the Akatsuki and their goals, being sure to speak very highly of the organization that the girl will belong to in the very near future.
While patient, Konan is no saint, so she'll get bored of simply sitting around and waiting for the uncooperative girl to come around, so she'll demand that if she wants to live, she better get Konan off before the suffocation gets to her first, with how stern Konan sounds it's difficult to tell if she's being serious or not, but it would be foolish to take that chance.
While not usually very vocal, Konan will let out soft moans when she feels the younger woman's tongue against her perfect womanly holes, the wetness caressing the piercing on Konan's clit. If she keeps up the good work, then Konan will be more than happy to let her live.
She's a stern woman, but she isn't overly cruel, once Konan is brought to climax, she'll finally let the poor girl breathe, that is, if she agrees to the terms, and between joining a criminal organization and dying in such a humiliating way, becoming a rouge ninja is the much more preferable fate.
"That's a good girl... Now I just know you'll be a lovely fit for our great organization, you have the perfect... talents for us all to enjoy..."
Konan is very glad that the Akatsuki finally has another female member, now the purple haired woman will have someone she can go to whenever she finds herself needing a more female touch.
Tobi is giddy at the opportunity to prove himself to his comrades by converting their lastest member over to their cause. But there is one small problem: she doesn't take him seriously at all, and really who would? He presents himself as a bumbling and immature man child, so nobody really pays him any heed, much to Tobi's dismay.
Poor, sweet Tobi tries to be nice, he really does, but she's just so mean to him, calling him an idiot and shoving him away whenever he gets close to her. Tobi looks like he's about to give up and sulk, when the masked man suddenly remembers the advice his sempai gave him; that a true Akatsuki member needs to be cool, concise, and mean.
Tobi is shockingly strong for someone so apparently airheaded, his muscles pressed against her body as he gets on top of her, revealing a surprisingly huge bulge in his pants as he does. Tobi seems completely oblivious to the fact he's rubbing his cock up against her however, scolding her in his squeaky voice to stop squirming and being so mean to poor Tobi.
He'll act as though its a freak accident when he fat cock slips into her pussy, he'll even sheepishly apologize when it happens, but since it's already in there, Tobi decides that this is the perfect opportunity for him to get to know his new best friend even better!
"Whoopsie daisy-! You were moving too much and I slipped! Now you have to be a good girl and take responsibility for getting Tobi stuck!"
For someone who's apparently so well meaning, Tobi is incredibly rough with his new toy friend, his hips slapping against her ass while he roughly holds her in place with his gloved hands and making obnoxiously loud noises of pleasure from behind his mask, clearly he's never gotten his cock wet before judging by how whiny and overwhelmed he gets almost instantly after sticking it in.
He's so loud that it's more than likely that the entire Akatsuki can hear what he's doing behind closed doors, the more annoyed members will even chime in, telling him to 'shut up!' and 'keep it down in there!' from outside the room, the fact that her other captors can hear what's happening to her is all the more embarrassing, but Tobi is too lost in the feeling of her perfect cunt around his meat to care.
Tobi is just too pent up for his own good, recklessly dumping his load into her pussy whenever he cums (which is a lot), and he'll feign surprise when she panics about him cumming inside, he as a grown man will claim that he didn't know that was how babies were made, demonstrating that he's either completely stupid, or a brilliant actor.
After spending so much time playing with her perfectly snug pussy, Tobi loses his composure, his voice dropping multiple octaves as he let's his mask slip, although not the literal one, but even with his face still covered, it's like there's a completely different person talking now.
"Soooo are you gonna be a good little girl and join the Akatsuki? You are?! Great~!! Now learn your place in our ranks, you pathetic slut."
She's most certainly learned a very valuable lesson now, she was right in only one assessment; Tobi isn't someone to be taken seriously at all, but Obito sure as hell is.
Part 2 in my endless list of headcanons for Kakuzu. This delves a bit more into Mob Wife's past. Have fun. Also @mytanuki-kun ask and you shall receive.
Mob wife started off as a ninja from (insert village here) known for her remarkable stealth and infiltration abilities.
For as of yet to be decided reasons Mob Wife left the village, never putting on her Hiate again. What? It's like loudly announcing, "yes I am a missing nin. Please come kill me". Besides, she has no pride or love for her village so what's the point? A ninja/thief/criminal should be sneaky, and wearing a very identifying article of clothing is the opposite of sneaky.
From that point on, Mob Wife used intelligence gathering, stealing and out right force to carve out a place for herself in the criminal underground. She learned how to fight in very well when she was a ninja and she learned to work even better within it.
Pickpocketing became one of her greatest skills. She could enter a room and leave with five new wallets and a dozen pieces of jewelry in under five minutes.
She don't fucking steal from Kakuzu. That is a quick way to die. At least, not truly stealing from him. Will explain further down the line.
But stealing for him is always a sweet gesture. "Hey, saw you were having a bad day so I robbed a bank for you." Always nice
The two of them browsing for a worthy artifact to acquire while criticizing everything. "There are too many scratches in that gem." "That vase is chipped." "That painting is a cheap knock off." It was decided that a jewel incrusted sword would be the target.
Kakuzu is actually willing to cover the bill on a dinner date with the Mob Wife because she'll steal at least three times what the check is worth. On one trip to the bathroom she pickpocket some wallets, stole jewelry and broke into the restaurant safe. Kakuzu gets dinner and a show.
One of the best quiet moments between them is when they are both counting money. Just silently flipping through the bills they got through acts of violence. Can you say romantic or what? That thief may have just stolen all five of Kakuzu's hearts, not that he'd let anyone know that.
She does wanna see if she could steal something from Kakuzu. In an effort to really challenge herself she gives him a pebble and bets him that she can steal from him by the end of the day. Oh that challenge is intense. Kakuzu moves the pebble on his person throughout the day and is always on guard when she is near him. In the end, Mob Wife skips up to him and proudly displays one of his many books. She never said she had to steal the pebble. Every good heist needs a distraction.
Honestly I have so many of these and they're starting to get so specific I might need to create an oc. Until then you can think of it as reader insert. so this is part 1 of... a lot.
Let's be real here, Kakuzu doesn't spend money on anything, not even his s/o. You'll be lucky if he buys you a water bottle and even then you'll probably have to be dying of dehydration for him to even consider.
So I put forth that his woman should be able to handle herself financially. Like Destiny's Child said "~I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings~"
Kakuzu appreciates someone who can handle themselves in every aspect of life, but especially money. Miss Independent is definitely something he likes.
Now if MW (Mob Wife) actually runs her own criminal syndicate, like the Yakuza he'd probably be interested. Not every day you run into someone who's at the top of the food chain running things so efficiently.
If you offer collections on bounties get ready to see Kakuzu a lot. If you don't offer them, start offering them so you can see daddy Frankenstein more often.
Becoming "business partners" with Kakuzu is probably a better way to earn his respect. Just don't try and screw him on a deal. His village did that to him and we all know how that turned out.
It takes a long ass time for him to trust anyone. I don't even think he does trust anyone anymore. If he even trusts you a little bit you should buy a lottery ticket because you must be fucking magic.
You probably gives him a free pass to stay at any of the establishments you own. Hotels, inns, hotsprings. You don't charge money but the occasional tiny favor (toss out this asshole or gimme a kiss). It's not money your asking for so he's probably more inclined to say yes.
I like the idea of a more flirtatious s/o for Kakuzu. Playfully calling him Big Guy or Handsome. Once while drunk you call him Zuzu and the fact that you’re drunk (and no one else was around) was the only thing keeping him from being even grumpier.
Kakuzu doesn’t strike me as the type to flirt in the traditional sense. Man of few words he is and he definitely gives off tsundere vibes as far as I’m concerned. His way of showing he cares is through action. He learned a long time ago that words don’t mean anything if you can’t back them up. So if you got a particularly annoying pest you can’t seem to get rid of, Kakuzu will take care of it.
Watching you beat the shit out of rivals or intimidating double crossers is always entertaining. He doesn't care for the constant screaming of victims (he's an old man with sensitive old man ears) he can enjoy watching you beat someone with a crowbar or put cigarette out on someone.
His most recent favorite was seeing you use a guy's mouth as an ashtray. Always nice to see a woman handle herself and keep her lackeys in line.
Of course, with him he's keeping you in line. But don't worry, he's got a safe word in place.
I have a bunch more of these but I’ll leave it like this for now.
modern au, office au, CEO!Kakuzu, poc!reader, personal assistant!reader, enemies to lovers//slow burn, power kink, teasing, older man/younger woman─ age difference.
"I fuckin' hate that piece of─"
You kicked the small trash can that sat beside your desk, watching it crash and bang down the hall, spilling the crumpled up balls of paper and water bottles on the carpeted floors.
"The fucks wrong with you?"
You huffed, stomping over to pick up the contents as you mumbled under your breath as many curse words your mind could come up with to describe your boss, "─greedy, selfish, old fuckin-"
Your co-coworker continued to put away their contents in their bag, getting ready to go home, watching you bend over and pick up the rubbish scattered on the dark carpet of the office building while mumbling curses under your breath. They shook their head in alarm, "You should watch what you say", they hissed, eyes darting to the closed doors of your bosses office, panic slipping in their tone, "Dude has like bat hearing".
You rolled your eyes, picking up the last empty coffee cup and throwing it in the trash can in your hand with a little too much force. You walked back to your desk and placed the can back down, watching your co-worker packing up their things opposite yours with obvious disdain and jealousy. Apparently, your boss needed two assistants, and even then, your workload was too much, and he would often choose you to torment─ or rather, keep you back with him until the work got done.
"Never do tomorrow what you can do today".
The man would regularly remind you whenever you would ask to leave before he did─ and he never went home before 10 pm.
You crossed your arms in a huff, leaning back on your desk littered with files, reports and empty coffee cups. Your co-worker offered you a sympathetic look as they put on their coat, "At least you get paid like a stupid amount for overtime─ like I could use that extra cash sometimes", they said with a tentative smile; when you lifted your chin up in discontent, they dropped their faux positivity and sighed, "Sorry, Y/N, guess he just likes having you around".
"Yeah, to torment me and make sure I'm as sleep-deprived as him", you answered with a sneer before turning around to search for your phone under the mess of papers, "Now I have to miss my brother's birthday party cause of some bullshit project that some idiot couldn't get done cause of their stupid─"
"If you're done bitching─" came a low, unamused grumble from behind, making you tense with your body draped over the desk and ass in clear view of his piercing jade eyes, "In my office, now".
You stood up straight, smoothing your skirt over your thighs quickly, missing the way his gaze lingered over the flash of brown skin that peaked beneath your stockings. Instead, you tried to ignore the way your boss's voice─ specifically the deep command that rumbled from his every word had your cheeks burning and shuffling behind him to do his bidding. Your co-worker mouthed good luck as they walked down the hall to the elevators towards sweet freedom.
Goddammit!
Gathering your resolve, you followed him back to his office, closing the door behind you and hearing the click echoing in the soundless room─ you didn't feel safe being alone with a man like him. The way his voice rose goosebumps on your skin and deep green eyes heated the spot between your thighs made you resent him even more.
How dare he be sexy when you hated him with every fibre (minus one) of your being?
"Drink", he ordered with a low grunt, the sound vibrating through between your thighs despite your inner mantra of I hate him. He stood beside his desk, watching you with a sharp eye while unbuttoning the cuffs of his sleeves and pushing them up to his elbows, exposing the dark tattoos of stitches that decorated his thick arms.
You walked over to the mini cart filled with fancy glasses and crystal decanters, picking his favourite brown liquid out of all the other identical drinks and pouring him one as you stared out the high ceiling windows. An amber hue coloured the sky with wisps of dark blue teasing beyond the horizon; it was quickly becoming late, and the hope of leaving at a decent hour dwindled as you heard him take a call with his accountant.
"Does it look like I give a damn?"
With irritation laced in his tone, Kakuzu leaned back on his chair, taking the glass with his large hand brushing over your slender fingers for a brief moment that had you recoiling from his touch. A dark brow rose in question over your reaction, though you clenched your jaw and tilted your head to the side hotly, clutching onto the anger over being kept back with him.
He argued with the poor man on the other end of the line for a few minutes until he received an answer he was satisfied with, "Very well, get it done and don't fuck this up". Kakuzu hung up with a sharp slam then leaned back on his chair with his eyes closed, "Fuckin' idiots", he grumbled, raising the glass to his lips and swallowing a large gulp that ran down his throat, dark brown skin glowing in the low light of the office and─
You cleared your throat, setting his unfairly beautiful eyes on your scowling face in front of him, unable to hide your sneer, "Is there anything you need, sir?"
"Watch your tone, girl", he gruffed, still reclining in his chair, his button-up shirt straining against his broad chest, "Your overtime will disappear if I hear any more complaints from you".
You huffed, turning your gaze to the wall of windows over his shoulder, "Wish you would", you muttered quietly to yourself, not noticing the way his jaw tensed.
"Repeat that for me".
His low baritone hummed into your core in a way that only happened when Kakuzu spoke like that. Dark, hypnotic, zealous with malice laced and a hint of sin. You shuddered from the sound, muscles tensing as you stood up straight, murmuring a soft, "Nothing", and burying yourself in random files that were in your reach. You cursed to yourself, hating the reaction to the command, wishing your sharp tongue didn't choose now to lay limp.
"Y/N", Kakuzu said in the same tone that had you chewing on your bottom lip, a smirk curling from your reaction, a wicked idea stirring the longer he stared at you, "Look at me".
With a deep breath through your nose, you lifted your head and stared at him head-on, squeezing your knee under the desk to keep it from bouncing from the agitation. Silence crackled as the two of you sat there; Kakuzu, your boss with the cruel eyes and equally crueller scowl, was smirking at you. Amusement shining in that usually stony expression and directed at you. A tight pressure pressed on your chest; is this a premonition? Have the gates of hell burst in search of their wayward demon with a taste of Armani suits and rich bourbon?
Kakuzu stared at you intently, leisurely sitting with his thighs open, invitingly, dark wisps of hair teasing you beneath the buttons he undid. He rubbed his bottom lip with his thumb as if he was mulling something over while his eyes raked through your body, making you feel flustered with nothing but his gaze. The prolonged silence and eye contact made you uncomfortable, but you held firm, releasing your bottom lip from your teeth, gloss ruined but now the tint of pink on your brown lips bruised from the abuse.
The ombre of colour makes you look even more enticing in his eyes.
"Let's get to work", he murmured after a silence that seemed to stretch all night, sitting up straight and leaving his drink to the side in favour of the glowing blue screen of his laptop.
You followed suit, biting the inside of your cheek to keep your opinions to yourself, the two of you working calmly as if that never happened.
Thirty minutes passed by slowly, agonizingly slow─ a throbbing pain started to pang between your eyes, hours of staring at the screen and sitting by a desk created a crick in your neck that made you cringe whenever you shifted suddenly.
You rolled your shoulders, arching your back to hear the clicks of your bones that were only audible to you, but the ache was still there. Your sights landed on your kidnapper opposite you, watching him tap away on the laptop, a frown tattooed on his face like those stitches that painted his arms. The urge to kiss your teeth from the situation was only dwindled by the punishment that would no doubt follow, considering the last time you made that noise, he docked your pay by 5% that week.
After you did it twice to his face out of spite, not believing his threat to be true.
Your boss was bullish, greedy, stubborn─ handsome, assertive, dominant. The way he commanded a room with just his presence and made lower men cower under his glare curled a dark desire you desperately tried to squash down beneath your heel. He had a way of making you despise him, yet you couldn't help your body's visceral reaction to his everything.
His voice, his eyes, his long locks always half tied in a bun, the rings that gleamed on his elegant yet rugged hands, the way his broad shoulders filled those expensive suits he constantly wore. Even you couldn't deny how attractive Kakuzu was.
He's keeping you hostage─ you thought to yourself, reminding yourself that you were currently missing your brothers birthday party because your boss insisted you never leave before he does. Just because he worked himself to death, he expected other people to do the same. You have missed countless birthdays, dates, nights out with friends and holidays in your two years of working with this man.
Still, your mind mused while eyeing the man hungrily, he is something nice to look at, even if he is a dick.
"Got something to say?" Kakuzu grunted, not even lifting his head to look at you, "Spit it out or stop staring. Make a choice".
"When can I leave?" you answered boldly, then hiding your smirk behind pursed lips when he glared.
"When I allow you to".
"When will that be?"
Kakuzu's jaw clenched, no doubt grinding his teeth to remain calm, "Sir", he corrected with a snarl, "Don't forget your manners, girl".
You rolled your eyes, "Fine, sir", the sneer dripped from your lips, something you were proud to see made his eye twitch in irritation, "Please, sir─ may I leave, sir?"
"1 hour", Kakuzu snarled in response.
"What?"
"2 hours".
"W-what are you talking about?"
Kakuzu stood up, grabbing his glass and walking over to his cart, "3 hours extra", you stared at him in confusion, standing up from your chair too, hating the power he had over you and feeling smaller being seated too. An odd tension you couldn't place sizzled as he poured himself another drink, "You will be here 3 hours earlier", he stated firmly with a cold bite to his tone, "You will warm up my office, pick up my dry cleaning─"
"It won't even be open!" you cried in shock, cringing when he whipped his head and burned a glare right through you, snapping your mouth shut instantly, though that didn't stop the anger that had you clenching your fists by your side.
"Make me a fresh pot of coffee", Kakuzu looked around his office, "Buy me a coffee machine", he added. As he listed things for you to do at the early hours of tomorrow, he slowly lost the malice and was replaced by wicked mirth, entertaining himself with trivial tasks to keep you running around his office for his amusement. Rearrange his office, order his calendar/meetings by each prime number, find his lucky watch, cancel his membership at the gym and sign up for a new one─
"You should be writing this down", his voice cut through the cloud of rage that festered in your mind, suddenly veering down at you with proximity so close you could smell his cologne, "Or should I talk slower for you?"
"No", you grumbled with gritted teeth, reigning in your anger with all the strength you could muster, unable to look away from the satisfied smirk tilting his handsome demonic face, "I got it, sir".
"Good girl", Kakuzu murmured teasingly, enjoying the twitch of your brow and the curl on your pretty plump lips─ the power he had over you igniting a hunger that lay dormant until he met you, "Don't disappoint me".
Anger swelled in your chest, thrashing, billowing, heating you up to the brim until you exhaled in a low breath, breathing in deep and feeling your senses become overwhelmed with him. The alcohol, aftershave, cologne, the subtle undertones of everything Kakuzu became drowned by the artificial scents. He was so close; your heaving chest brushed against him, you looked up at him─ your scowl never wavering, his smirk widening from the hate that flashed in your gaze.
Fuck you─ was on the tip of your tongue, but instead, you spat out, "Yes, sir", determined not to give in to Kakuzu's torment and dish out some of your own. He may be your boss and order you around his building, but he could never wane your pride or dignity.
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