How Naruto men will react
if they wake up in a tent next to you?
݁.𖥔 Characters: Madara, Obito, Itachi, Shisui, Genma, Kakashi, Sasuke, Shikamaru, Naruto, Gaara
݁.𖥔 Content Warning: pre-established relationship, smut, p in v, blowjob, dry humping, handjob, fingering
A/N: @carebearcozy’s post about my request picked my interest for this scenario. Also, special credits for Kakashi & Genma’s fanart from @cuddlymaus and for Sasuke & Itachi’s fanart from @emoiover. 🫶🏽
༄ Morning Wood? Wood Release no Jutsu?
Kakashi 🍃
Kakashi’s secured hold acted like a blanket, with his toned arms covering your body and hands placed over your belly as his chest met your back. In his borderland state of mind, Kakashi’s hips rubbed against your ass. Only when you muddled murmur of your voice made him fully aware, eyes open wide.
First, he saw your exposed nape, strands of hair tickling your skin from your shoulder to your face. Second, he felt the fruitful heat between your bodies as his eyes avert down to the source of it. Fuck. He has a boner.
At that, Kakashi tried to create some distance, at least a little. He took his hands off your intertwined bodies, but just after his hand left you, it was just as fast back while you placed yours on top of his. He barely discerned your soft grumbling.
“No…Where are you going…?"
Kakashi realized you’re not even awake completely since your eyes are closed. But gradually, after the lack of his response, you felt yourself aware of your warm surroundings, sensing his rigid posture behind you.
You looked over your shoulder as Kakashi glanced back at your beautiful, strained eyes.
“Why are you so far? Come closer.”
He swallowed, licking his dry lips before his raspy morning voice made you feel dangerous things below where his hand still is.
“I shouldn’t.”
A puzzled look formed on hour face, your head turned to the side to catch a glimpse of his restrained expression. He looks so unguarded — his silver, dishevelled hair covered his bedroom gaze in his right eye, while the other was closed on his beautiful, bare face you loved to see, yet you couldn’t get use to it. You didn’t understand the want in them until you glanced down.
“Oh.” Was all you could say at first, feeling the warm spreading in your cheeks, until you added shyly. “Come here?”
Kakashi looked scrutinizingly over your features, trying to gauge what you really want, and all he was the subtle desire in your eyes.
Morning sex? Well, how could he say no to that…?
Itachi 🍃
The first rays of sunrise cause Itachi's eyes to flutter as he grows conscious of his own body shortly after. His eyes opened in an instant, cheeks warming slightly.
So inappropriate.
He felt ashamed for having such a reaction, especially since he wad so close to you, and he suspected this was making him more aroused. Itachi knew this is a normal reaction of a well-conditioned body, yet it didn’t sit well with him to stay like this. Slowly, he takes his hands off your sleepy body as you let small groans leave your lips, making his body frozen until he made sure he didn’t wake you.
Itachi raised himself on the bed, head leaning against the counter. He folded his hands in his lap and looked at nothing in particular. What could he do? He should take care of himself in the bathroom? No, that’s just indulging in his primal urges. A cold shower? A run in the morning?
Vigilant to how he is in general, Itachi didn’t realise you were awake until you turned around, hand searching for him until it landed on his leg. He was petrified, locking his eyes on you when you addressed him.
“Itachi?”
He adjusted his voice, trying to act composed as much as he could.
“Sleep, [Name]. It’s still early.”
You whined, rolling your body towards him until your face rested on his chest.
This is worse, Itachi thought.
He placed his arm around you hesitantly as he dared to glance down at you only to see the perplexed expression on your face. It only took you a second to see the compromising position he was in when you glanced down closer to where your hand landed just before. When you looked back at him, Itachi’s breath stopped. You saw the blush in his face, despite his unreadable expression.
You bite a smile at that.
“Can I help you with…?”
His voice was aggravating, lacking sincerity.
“You don’t need to. It will pass.”
His chest heaves with each breath as your touch moves lower, nearing his waist.
“What if I want to?”
Itachi’s throat was dry, not taking his eyes off you as he saw the lovely, yet alluring gaze you gave him. He could only nod after a second too long, feeling too embarrassed to let you know that he really wants you to help him.
Obito 🍃
Obito didn’t even realise the condition he was in since you turned around in your sleep, staying so close to his soul — leg over his waist, arms around his body as his head nuzzled into your neck. He didn’t really sense if you were here with him since he was also not quite awake, but both of your bodies reacted before your mind can think. He pressed soft kisses on your neck, making you gasp unconsciously as you slowly moved against him. He gripped your leg higher, his own body grinding over yours.
Then, as he started to wake, Obito pressed a light kiss on your lips as you slowly opened your eyes, the lust present in them mirrored his.
“Morning, baby.” You hummed, claiming his lips as he guided your body on your back, his body pressing fully against yours now, legs already parting for him until you felt his hard dick, making you moan against his mouth. He whispered against your ear as his thrusts turned firmer. “Do you see how you make me feel? Hm? Only you can do this.”
“F-Fuck, Obito…”
Obito surely likes to feel you first in the morning.
Shisui 🍃
Shisui rubbed his hand over his eyes for waking up all of a sudden. His hand landed on the small furniture next to the bed, checking the time on his phone. Hell, what's with this ungodly hour?
He glanced back at you, causing a subtle to form on his drowsy expression as he could hear the small snores leaving your lips, your palm under your right cheek.
Just before he wanted to close his eyes again, coming closer the sweet heat your body provides for him, he felt his own. Ah, waking up in a tent again?
He could feel his arousal rising as filthy thoughts filled his mind when he glanced at his hard dick and then at you. Two times. He grinned to himself. Wouldn't it be a great time to wake his baby like this?
Slowly, yet sure of himself, he placed his hand over your front, closing the distance until his warm breath was against your neck. He placed soft kisses here and here, his hand wandered over your body as his own now pressed against yours. When you guided your hips unwittingly towards him, Shisui actually let out a quiet moan. Dirty girl.
He needs to wake you up now. How do you tease him like that even in your sleep? Not like this was the first time; already knowing how vulnerable you are in the mornings, letting him feel you like that. In fact, you stated this before, shyly enough to make his heart melt on the spot.
“You can wake me up…when…you are like this.”
When you murmured, still sleepy, Shisui's moves turned bold; his hand squeezed your breast, hips meeting your unconscious movement as his dick started getting lonely by the moment.
You whispered, asking him for no real reason.
“W-What time is it?”
“Way too early.” He murmured, his lips tracing your neck with wet kisses as his hand came to tilt you until he started kissing you in an uncoordinated, sensual kiss. Just then you felt his dick pressed against your ass, eyes now fully open while he already looked at you with a smirk on his face.
“Look who woke up.”He looked down at his hardness, but you couldn't roll your eyes since you were already moaning from his slow thrusts. Shisui kneaded your ass cheeks, making room for his clothed dick to feel better over your already damp underwear since this is how you normally sleep with him. “It would be such a shame to not give it to my baby, right?”
“Shusui…”
He kissed your lips one more time. It was already too hard to waste a minute more.
“Turn around for me, sweetheart.”
Genma 🍃
Genma felt his scratchy, dry throat before he opened his eyes, sighing and sitting up as he opened the bottle of water next to the bed. Gulping almost all of it that few drops of water fell onto his bare chest. Too hot. The weather outside was unbearable, even indoors. And the night was even worse.
He looked at you then, seeing your body stretched out across the bed, barely leaving him room to sit. His mouth twitched, amused at the sight. Then, his gaze lingered over your body, your ass slightly bent sweetly toward him. The fact that you were also half-naked — wearing some shorts you’d stoled from him and a top that had ridden up enough to leave your breasts exposed—didn’t help Genma at all.
Tsk. That’s all he needed right now. To be hard while also dying of heat at the same time. He should sleep.
He tried. He really tried, palm resting under his face, body positioned to the side. But his constant fidgeting on the bed wakes you up too, and the first sound you let out is an irritated groan.
“The fuck are you doing, Shinarui?!”
Aw, someone is angry? You rolled onto your belly, putting a pillow over your head as the view was another sweet angle, ass in plain sight.
Hmm.
“Sorry, sorry.” You throw the pillow from your head since the cold part of it already starts burning as he catches it and your hand freezes mid-air.
When you peered to see him, contemplating if you should beat his ass for waking you up after you barely got to sleep because of the humidity in the room, your eyes locked on his piercing gaze and having a lapse in your judgement. You exhaled hard, dropping your head on the bed, facing him as his fingers started playing with strands of your hair, letting your face breathe from the sweat.
“It’s too damn hot.”
“Mhm. It wakes me up too.”
Your eyes open slowly, looking at him as his faint touches now traced your sides until they rested on your hip, burning the area. You glanced down. Great, Genma has a boner.
“And you decide to wake me up too?”
When he came closer, you turned around swiftly to escape him as he chuckled, not really minding the new position as his exploring touches start messing with your inner debate.
“Geeenma! It’s too hot…”
Genma starts kissing the back tenderly of your neck, brushing the hair off and murmuring against your skin. That’s true. Maybe an ice play will help next time?
“I’ll be short?”
He adjusts himself, pressing his dick against your ass. Then his hand leaving your thighs, spreading his palm across your stomach and abdomen, pulling, trying to pull you closer as if you could get any closer, feeling his heat merging with yours, already spreading inside all your body.
“I-It better be good.”
You know your taunting words are in vain; it's not like he will ever disappoint you here, letting yourself be sexually deprived.
“Of course, baby.” He sucked your earlobe slowly while his hands cradled your poor, needy breast, playing with your hard nubs, hips grinding against your ass. "When would Iever let my pretty girl be unsatisfied?”
You bite your lip, head resting against his shoulder. He leaned his head against yours, one of his hands came to squeeze your butt, and his thrust turned hungry, leaving you a desperate mess as his other hand came to lift your chin. His thumps pressed on your lips until you opened them by the moans that slipped from your lips.
“You…didn’t—!”
Genma kissed you then, shortly, his raspy breaths warming your face as his hands came to touch you where you couldn’t wait for it. His front didn’t meet your back anymore, as he took his dick out to stroke it with one hand before the other came between your legs, fingers teasing between your pussy folds before they started circling around your clit.
“Fuck. You are so wet, baby.”
He tested your entrance, his finger started fucking your pussy at the same time he stroked himself. Your pretty voice only spurred him more.
“Only for you, G-Genma—“
He groaned as his cum purred down on your ass as he prolonged the intense feeling with his hand milking himself dry. Damn, that was quick. Yet, his orgasm barely wears off until he lifts your leg as his now two fingers start thrusting inside you, making your mind blank until all the heat you feel is from him, provoked by him. And you realised you didn’t mind at all.
Madara 🍃
Madara adjusted his position, placing a hand behind his head when he woke up abruptly. He decided to stay a couple of minutes more since this day isn’t particularly eventful. He wouldn’t say out loud, but the heat emanating from your body against him was driving him closer to sleep too.
He opened one of his eyes when you woke up too, lifting your face from his naked chest as you glanced at him shortly before looking over your shoulder when you saw it was still night outside. You groaned, resting your head again him while you mumbled.
“Why can't I fucking sleep more on free days…”
You opened your eyes as his voice had a gravelly, morning tone, but your attention now was on something else entirely.
“Complaining about it will not make any difference. Go back to sleep.”
No remarks? Madara thought.You couldn’t be irritated enough to ignore him first thing in the morning just from that. You can handle more. He tilted his head to see you better, noticing your open eyes.
Ah. By the way you fidget slightly, pressing your inner thighs against his leg slowly like you didn't mean it, but it didn’t go unnoticed.
“It will go down alone. No intention behind it.” He raised an eyebrow when you gazed at him, seeing the familiar lascivious gaze in your eyes. Someone is hungry? He wasn’t phased by typical body reactions, but yours was interesting. Yet, you’re stubborn enough to not say it directly. “Say what you think, minx.”
He saw the hesitation before you dropped the sinful idea, leaning back against his chest.
“Nothing.”
He sighed. In a minute, Madara moved your body as you gasped, shocked by the sudden action, until he was towering over you. He took your hands and place them on both sides of your head.
“So my wife’s mind isn't filled now with filthy thoughts? That’s what are you saying?” You swallowed, tilting your head to the side to avoid his intense, dark gaze as his mouth twitched. “Hm?” He spoke between firm, wet kisses on your neck before lowering himself until you felt his hard dick, but you wrapped your legs invitingly around him.
“Y-You just want to hear it— Mhm! F-For your ego to get bigger.”
He squeezed your breast against his big hands, raising your shirt to suck and kiss on the skin here.
“And what if I do?” He straightened himself to take his dick out of his pants, looking at you as he spat in his mouth before stroking himself. You watched in a daze, feeling your breath cut short. “Is it that bad to fuck my wife first thing in the morning?”
Definitely not. But you wouldn’t say that out loud so soon. Only when his thrust will turn so rough and his fingers will move on your clit so sweet until a weak admission will slip past your lips.
Sasuke 🍃
The sun barely found a place between the curtains when Sasuke woke up. Not because he intended to; he still has at least half an hour before his dawn session should start, but you moved in your sleep, unconsciously chasing his body until you put your head over his chest, with your arm over him.
He let his fingers swirl barely against the strands of your hair, then rested his hand over your head until he sighed, closing his eyes for a couple of minutes —for nothing. Slowly, he start to feel an unfamiliar feeling at first until he realised when he opened his eyes again, raising slightly to see the bulge forming in his pants.
He drops his head over the pillow again, glancing shortly at you. This is not good. At all. And it got worse when you moved slightly again, humming probably at the soothing calmness his warmth provides as you always told him before while you pressed around him more, accidentally resting your leg over his dick. He grunted uncontrollably, feeling mortified as seconds passed.
Sasuke got used to you and the cuddling session you forced him into. Well, forcing is not really the truth. Even if it took time for his body to ease around you, he didn’t mind having you in his arms. You’re his lover after all. Still, this is a completely different feeling. His own body betraying him.
“Sasuke?” No. Sleep. Please, sleep.
He swallowed, not really answering. He shuts his eyes when he senses you’ll open yours, faking sleep. Yet, he betrayed himself even more when your fingers started tracing his fingers over his face, faintly — on his pretty features, tracing the line of his eyebrows, on his not-so-pale cheeks.
You stilled when his eyes opened slowly, locking on yours right away.
“Did I wake you? I’m sorry.” He didn’t respond, but you pressed again. “Sasuke?”
He sighed. But when he felt you wanted to break away from him, his hold intensified as he blurted out the words. “N-No. You didn’t. I was…awake.”
“Hm? Did you just fake being asleep?”
Your teasing smile fades when your eyes wander for more explanation. You almost choke on air at the same time with him, a blush formed on both of your faces and you were the first to hide in his chest.
You could feel his heartbeat pumping violently against your ear, and that really caught your attention. Slowly, you raised your head and looked at him. His attention was fully on you now. He feels restless about what you will say that his mouth stays shut.
“Do you… Can we…”
His eyes widen slightly at the same time you struggle to vocalise what you want. Your flustered expression was enough for Sasuke’s control to slip as his hand guided your back, his other cupping your face as his mouth found yours in a much-needed kiss.
That was all it took for Sasuke to not feel embarrassed, instead letting his low, deep thrust fuck your pussy until both of you were left with no air to breathe.
Naruto 🍃
Naruto inhaled your scent, his face brushing your hair as he found himself hugging you tighter against him. At that, you turned around in your sleepy state of mind, puzzling your bodies together as your hand now rested behind his neck, tugging his hair gently.
“Ghh…I don’t want to wake up.”
You chuckled, his voice waking you more as your hand goes to caress his back, whispering against his ear.
“You should, baby. You’re going to be late again.”
He didn’t really hear your words clearly since his mind started going in another direction; a shiver went down his spine as the warm air puffed from your lips touched his neck. Just then, Naruto felt something growing between his legs. Oh, no!
Naruto stilled, and your wandering hand stopped, leaning your head back to watch him.
“Naruto?”
He only glanced once at you, too shy to say something as his head lowered to hide his face from you, accidentally nuzzling his face between your breasts. Damn it! His head rose in an instant, his mouth open with his cheeks flushed hard. You giggled at the sight, pressing a soft kiss at the corner of his mouth and then on his cheek.
“What’s with this face?” He moved slightly for the inconvenient feeling down there, and that’s how you felt it — when he pushed his hips towards you, his dick touching your leg by mistake. You gulped, your own face reddened as your gaze turned a shade darker. “S-So this was the problem.”
He swiftly goes on his back before he grips the blanket from the end of the bed and covers himself, hands gripping around it, hiding half of his face.
“Naruto?”
He put his hand over his eyes, grumbling.
“This is so embarrassing!"
He looked surprised at you when your hands came on top of his, dropping them to reveal his red face. You couldn’t hide the teasing smile you showed in your voice too.
“Don’t hide! You’re kind of cute like this…”
His muscles tensed at your praise, but more when your hands came under the pillow, moving slowly towards his painfully hard dick. He followed the actions like in a daze until he turned his head sharply towards you.
"What—What are you doing?”
Your face inches apart from him now, whispering against his ear.
“Can I touch you, Naruto?”
Your hand stopped moving, fingers circling around his belly as you wait for an answer. It came pinched, desperately, which only made you touch him immediately.
"Y-yes…" Naruto moaned when he felt your palm against his pants, stroking him teasingly before your hand came under the clothes to feel his precum around your tips as you spread it around his dick. “Please—“
Naruto thinks that’s the best decision he took in all his life.
Shikamaru 🍃
With your face pressed against the pillow, sleeping on your belly until the clock rang in the whole fucking room, you groaned as you gripped another one and threw it where Shikamaru’s body probably is.
“What the hell—“
You spoke irritably.
“Turn off that fucking clock! It’s the third time it rings!”
Shikamaru’s arm was over his forehead, one of his eyes open lazily. His voice was hoarse.
“That’s for sure the best way to wake up your man in the morning.”
You turned your head towards him, glaring at him and catching him as he adjusted the pants that confined his morning wood. A pink formed on his cheek when he looked back at you, but he didn’t say anything.
“Yeah? And how should I wake my man then, huh? Since he wakes me up like this.”
Shikamaru’s eyes lingered on your body; your short pyjama pants make the curve of your body now resting on your side more appealing. When he looked back at you as you already saw his lingering gaze, knowing what his lazy ass might think right now, Shikamaru actually surprised you.
“Sorry. I’ll try to wake at the first alarm. Or…maybe I should sleep on the couch when I need to wake up before you.”
You raised an eyebrow, sensing the docile side of him surging from something else. Not that Shikamaru can’t be considerate when needed. But the way he averts his eyes when you look at him tells you that’s not really the only reason.
You start moving slowly as he follows every movement. Your tone wasn’t aggressive anymore, more taunting-like.
“You still didn’t answer my question, Shikamaru.”
The way his name falls from your lips makes him twitch in his pants. He raised himself a little as he parted his legs at the same time you came over him. He let out a heavy breath when you started living kisses from the top of him, his face, and his neck, followed by a peck on his lips as your intense gaze put him in place.
Shikamaru knows when he should definitely shut up.
You continued, your hand lifting his t-shirt to kiss him here, squeezing the muscles he usually hides as he looked on at how you bent for him, raising your ass in the air. His pupils grew when he saw your grin, looking at him under your fluttering lashes.
“Fuck…”
“So? Can you answer me, or are you too out of your genius mind?”
He gulped when you started undressing him, his pants followed by his shorts, while he didn’t know where to look at first.
“You should wake me however you want.”
You breathed a laugh, watching him shut his eyes close as you took his dick in your hand, stroking him slowly after spreading his wetness around the tip, then to the base.
“Yeah? Then don’t complain the next time.”
Shikamaru gasped when he felt your warm mouth placing kisses around him before taking him inside. His hand goes straight to your hair, struggling to grasp it in a ponytail as he already feels embarrassingly close.
“Y-yes, babe I will—Fuck!" He cut himself off when you started sucking him faster, moving your hand over the base of his dick to stroke at the same time, then cupping his full balls to play with them, showing a little attention here too.
He will keep his promise. He will definitely wake up on the first alarm from now on if things like this happen often. After all, he listens to whatever his wife says, even if he messes up sometimes until he learns his lesson. As he should.
Gaara 🍃
The first time it happened, Gaara acted in an instant. He takes your hands off him carefully, moving your body in a slow manner so as not to wake you up, and goes straight to the bathroom.
He felt guilty getting himself off in it with you in the next room. His mind was so full of blaming thoughts until he stilled when he felt a presence behind him. You whined sleepily as you came closer to him, not yet aware why Gaara would wash his hands in such an aggressive rhythm.
Meanwhile, the water still poured when you went to wash your face. When you finally saw him better, you raised an eyebrow, confused.
“Gaara, are you okay?”
Gaara didn’t say anything, too embarrassed to even move or speak until you saw the wet spot over his pants. He looked down after you already did it, and when his eyes looked into yours, his face was already the same colour as his hair.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
His eyes widen, finally turning to face the sink, gripping the sides of it as his head lowered, bangs covering his flustered figure.
“How could I? That will be a selfish action.”
He almost choked when he felt your touch —face pressing against his back, hands over his chest.
“Not if I wanted to.”
Gaara didn’t say anything for a minute before he finally whispered.
“I…didn’t know.”
You tilted your body until he gave you a side glance while you rise a little on your tiptoes to place a small kiss on his warm cheek.
“Now you do!”
And next time, composed as he was, Gaara tried to muffle his moans with the back of his hands as you stroked him slowly, almost teasingly, enjoying every reaction he gave you as he came for you way too quickly while his body shook with pleasure.
More credits -> The rest of the fanarts are mostly from X: Shikamaru - @penac00ny ; Naruto - @Eluspac_Maru ; Madara - @uchihaiada1 ; Obito - @JorlineSlick? Not sure. Mentioned on the photo. And Gaara & Naruto from pinterest.
