Summary: The reader and her friends take the time to have a friend's night since they're all home which is a rare event; During their hang out, curiosity leads to Genma, Kakashi, and Asuma asking her who would she take out of all them, surprising them all when she answers, choosing Guy...
Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!)
Author's Note: I have never written anything for Naruto till now. Guy is my most FAVORITE character so, I had to write for him first lol. I hope it's good and you all enjoy it!
Word Count: 2.2k
Tag List: @wheeler-omega-kingston
I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:
"Alright! Alright! I'm getting another round!"
My living room was cluttered with sake bottles, shot glasses, and cards, but I was having such a great time. It was rare to have all of my friends in the village all together rather than being on missions. I cherished times like this and so?
Asuma, Genma, Kakashi, and Guy, my longtime friends were all sitting around my coffee table, drunkenly yelling and goofing around, sending me to my kitchen for more sake. With the way we were drinking, I'd wipe out the whole store if I went out to get more.
"Oi!" Kakashi's drunken slur made me jump even from the kitchen, turning to see him smacking Genma with his Icha Icha book.
"What?!" Genma shot while rubbing the back of his head, "I saw it poking out of your side and was curious!"
"It's been how long he carries that thing around and you don't know what it is?" Asuma chuckled, breathing out the smoke of his cigarette, "Y/N, hurry with that sake."
"I will drink it all myself if you spit another command," I toyed, sitting back down in my spot with it, not letting Genma nor Kakashi off the hook either, "Also, put the porn away. It's supposed to be a friend's night."
"P-Porn?!" Kakashi gasped, flabbergasted by my words, trying to speak but becoming tongue-tied.
Asuma and I got a good laugh out of that, pouring some more shots, but Genma earned my attention when he teased playfully:
"Aww, girly here gets nervous in those situations, huh?"
"Nervous?!" I blurted out more laughs, downing my sake, "Nervous isn't in my vocabulary. Besides, not like you'll ever learn what I'm capable of."
"What about me?" Asuma leaned over, puffing his cigarette and giving a sexy smirk, earning an eye roll from me:
"You boys are something else."
"Alright, out of all of us, who would you take to bed?"
Kakashi's question had them all staring at me, but my eyes were on the sake bottle pouring into my shot glass again and without hesitation, I answered:
"Guy. Hands down."
Okay, now it was too silent.
"Did you just say, Guy?" Genma whispered, all of us looking to see that he still hadn't returned from the bathroom, but I still continued:
"Yeah. I'd take Guy, any day of the week."
Asuma, Kakashi, and Genma all exchanged looks, then busted out in laughter, falling over and holding their stomachs; Asuma smacked my table so hard I thought he almost broke it.
"Why Guy?!" Genma just needed to know and I gladly gave him my reasoning:
"He's a sweetheart, but a beast. Like, have you seen him running around through the village, let alone on a mission? He has stamina for days! And he got some muscle under that jumpsuit, I've caught glimpses."
"Isn't he still a virgin?" Genma wheezed, trying to boost himself up in the debate they were trying to create, "Yeah, he's strong and fast, but that doesn't mean he knows what he's doing."
"Aren't you still a virgin?" I shot back, taking my shot, "Wouldn't trust that mouth after how long you've had that toothpick in it."
"Please stop, I'm crying!" Asuma begged, sitting back up, "Think you had too much sake."
"Oh yeah, you're one to talk," I groaned, snatching the bottle from his hand, but something in the corner caught my attention, seeing a shadow in the hall and it was familiar.
Guy. And he had to have heard what was just said.
To pretend, I went to take a swig of the bottle but made a face, all of them so boozed up they couldn't recognize my horrible acting. Standing up, they all began to tease me, Kakashi snickering:
"Have always been a lightweight! Make sure you drink some water."
"Yeah, yeah!" I huffed, readying myself and just as I expected, Guy was in the hall, leaning against the wall with his head down low. Despite the darkness and his hair in front of his face, the gloom over him was clear as day, I've known him long enough to tell, trying to console him softly, "Guy.."
"You don't have to, Y/N," He whispered, still his sweet self as usual, "But thanks for having my back."
"Hey, look at me," I took a step closer, standing over his thigh, hand caressing his cheek softly to pick up his head and lock gazes, "I know their laughter hurt, but I meant that."
Much like the drunks in my living room, Guy was shocked, but in a good way, eyes expressing that with a small expansion. My busy life was the main reason why I didn't have a man in my life, but for as long as I could remember, I had this attraction toward Guy. There was no reason to lie or hide it anymore.
"Any day of the week, any time of day," I cooed softly, letting him know my words were true, "I'd pick you over them. Every single time."
"You really mean that?" Our shared gaze grew so much deeper and I was smiling when I began to realize how much this was touching his heart, making sure that he was smiling too, going to speak but instead, holding his face with both hands, kissing him softly.
"If I didn't mean it," I whispered against his lips, growing stronger with passion, "Do you think I'd be kissing you, right now?"
He only shook his head, quickly getting lost and when he kissed me back, a strong heat waved over me; he was an amazing kisser and made me wonder why I waited so long to pull a move. Slithering an arm up around his neck, I started getting lost too, till I heard Kakashi yelling at Genma again, Asuma's obnoxious snorting in the background.
"You know, Guy," I pulled back for a moment thinking while listening, then reconnect my gaze with him and smirked, "It wasn't nice of them to say that and the best way to get revenge on someone who doubts you, is proving them wrong."
His little giggle was so adorable, "My sweet Y/N having an idea like that?"
"Oh, come on, you know you like it," I giggled back, grinding down on his thigh softly.
Guy's shifts in moods were very obvious and when I was grinding against his thigh, how big and muscular it was, the curve of it, hitting every right spot against the soft cotton of my tights, his hand latched on my hip and it screamed hunger.
"So," I toyed at his headband that was tied around his waist, looking up softly, "What do you-"
Before I could even finish my sentence, I was smacked with such a powerful kiss, being held up in his arms as he backed me into the bathroom, throwing off his vest and reminding me of his incredible physique once that jumpsuit started to come off.
"You been training harder?" My hands couldn't help themselves, feeling over his chest and how huge it was, those shoulders nice and built too, kissing up his neck, but giggling at how easily he threw me up by the thighs, sitting me on the countertop.
"You really have had your eye on me," There was that precious, bright smile that I loved, loving it more while able to see the dirty thoughts behind it, in-store to see a new beast compared to the one I knew, confidence shining brighter than I've seen when he noticed how I was touching him, hidden thoughts leaking out of my subconscious.
"I told you I meant it," I smiled back, lifting my hips up and letting his hands swipe my tights and panties away.
There was a small silence when I was left with just my crop top, but that damn smile, never seeing a devilish look in his eyes, but still the sweetheart I knew:
"Well, allow me to express my gratitude."
His head fell along with his knees, diving between my thighs and I immediately gasped at how strong his tongue was, circling my entrance then a swift lick up to my clit:
"Holy fu-" I bit my lip to stop myself from swearing, but it was so hard not to, trying to keep myself up straight against the mirror, just to kick the wall, starting to fall back with my jerking hips.
Never have been driven to an orgasm so quickly, the sucks on my clit so hard, and how we could switch between that and those delicious licks like it was nothing, knowing how to drive me crazy already.
"Guy!" I squealed out with a whine, his arms so strong, keeping my legs down and still, tongue working my clit then down inside of me, trying not to crush his head with my thighs, but unable to help myself, hand taking his bangs and holding tight.
I watched with gasps, vision a little blurry from forcing my eyes open, grinding against his face softly while I came undone, his eyes shooting up and showing that he was smiling even with his mouth buried in me, taking my orgasm.
"Damn, you're so hot," I was nearly in a drool, getting a quick adrenaline rush when he picked himself, seeing the line of his cock and the sight it was, throwing off my shirt to leave me nude, needing the air around me because it was about to grow a lot hotter.
Guy was always good at reading my mind, letting his jumpsuit drop the rest of the way, cock springing free and I couldn't keep my eyes off of it, smiling more when he fixed my hips so they were halfway off the counter, taking the time to admire my body, hand sliding up my stomach and under my breasts, kissing over them and up my neck, expressing:
"And you are so beautiful, my sweet Y/N."
He has called me his sweet for as long as I could remember, but in that deep, sexy tone that I was hearing for the first time? That alone about sent me over, hips naturally moving closer when I felt his hand dip between us.
"Fuck!" I whined softly, never being stretched this wide it felt, and even if he was a virgin, he learned something somehow, because he knew exactly what to do, keeping it slow for a moment as I adjusted.
"That better?" He asked softly, looking down to see how much he was feeding and I watched along, nodding quickly and begging:
"Give me all of it?"
He looked up through his bangs for reassurance, which he got and then some when I blew a kiss:
"Show me why they call you a beast, baby."
No words, he smacked his hips right into mine, fed every inch and my body began to lose control again, arms wrapped around his neck as I threw my head back, moaning out loudly:
"Do it like that, again!"
I wasn't wrong about his strength and stamina, having to keep a tight grip on me to help me stay still, getting drilled into so quickly that I actually couldn't understand, just focusing on how good it felt, the sweet burn in every part of me, how dripping wet I was and only growing with how his tip kept smacking my sweet spot, every sensitive spot in me.
"You alright, my-"
I didn't mean to cut him off, but I was holding on for dear life, bringing my chest up to his, crying out:
"Uh-huh! I'm good! You're so good, Guy!"
"Reaching that good place again, huh?" He kept me in a hug, making me wonder if he was seeing how loud he could get me to moan and scream because it felt like he turned even more beastly, his arms so strong my squirms seized, but hips jerking at the pound I felt in my lower core, sure he was in my stomach.
"Yeah! I'm gonna cum again! Give it to me!" I grew more frantic, hand running up his neck and holding his hair tight again, legs latching around his waist and my body felt like it got sent into space, head snapping back, trying to breathe but pushing out moans, gasping sharply at the gush I felt between our thighs and around his cock, screaming out, "Guyy-yi!"
We shared a loud moan, together feeling how hard I was squeezing his cock, his throbbing making it more intense, exchanging sweet nothings while we recollected ourselves for a moment, till we heard from out in the living room:
"Got damn, Guy! You in there trying to kill her?!"
I could barely laugh at Asuma's comment, glad they heard, because I was right about liking Guy, making Guy laugh next when I said loud enough:
"I think so because I'm in heaven. One hell of a way to go out."
My laughs turned into big huffs, Guy hugged me again and kissed on my shoulder where I was ticklish, joking:
"Hmm, I don't know. I'm pretty sure I'm still here."
"Ah! Guy!" I squealed, scrunching my shoulders so he couldn't get my tickle spot anymore, still giggling when he stopped, but poking my head up to kiss, "I am and glad it's here with you."
— You know... Even considering that we were captured, I am immensely glad to be with you... That is, not here, of course! I wanted to say... The torture room is certainly not the best place, and- however, your presence illuminates even such a gloomy place.
alright im gonna say it :/
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HOT DAMN THINGS ARE HEATING UP! Okay so,,, new theory. The killer is the same in every route. What makes me think this is that the mirror and Beto writing the death note is the same in both Chava and Sergio’s route, so I’m thinking that the killer is going to be the same too, but makes me think that somehow Chava is not responsible in Sergio’s route.
Swiftly moving on- FUCK!! BETO!! NOOOO!!! I loved that stupid old man what the fuck I can’t believe he’s dead :(((( This does lead me to think I was on the right track to thinking that El Fantasma is the one behind it because the murder of Beto seems very hit man and cartel stereotyped. Cook probably has your abuela’s body in Chava’s route as well, since she is in possession of her earrings, once again reaffirming that the same events are happening in each route- which increases the likelihood of the killer being the same person.
Kind of disappointing honestly, I hope the writers don’t go that route... I was really hoping that the killer would be different in every route. Or that it would be one of the Li’s. Regardless, super excited for more updates 🥺
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