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Scat or Piss
Heavy gore
Anything involving feet
Character x Character
Beastiality
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Iâm still alive but these quarter systems kill me #UCSDsurvivor. Anyways hereâs a snippet of something, Yan Sasuke secretly in love with Itachiâs girlfriend:
The Uchiha family had been welcoming from the start. Makoto hugged you the first time you met the family, and Fugaku came to accept you into the family overtime. But nothing compared to the way Sasuke had received you into the family. The first night Itachi had brought you to dinner to meet his family, young Sasuke had not left your side. He insisted he sit by you even though that spot was taken by Itachi. Most of your conversation was taken over by him, but you couldnât deny he was a charming little kid, so you continued to indulge his conversations. After that night, Sasuke never missed a day in asking his big brother when you were going to come back to visit.
It was normal for Itachi and you to train together as you both constantly had missions and these were the few times you could spend time together. Sasuke knew this, and being as cunning as he was, he begged Itachi to take him along to train.
âPlease Itachi, youâve promised to teach me that Shuriken move! And soon youâre leaving again on a mission⊠it's just not far.â His face fell, tears threatened to spill and of course this tugged at Itachiâs heart strings.
For a training session, Sasuke had certainly overdressed and he insisted on stopping by the Yamanaka flower shop.
Sasuke ran ahead of Itachi, eager to see you and give you the flowers he had brought for you. It had been too long since he last saw you and Itachi had been so mean to not bring you around. From behind the trees, little Sasuke ran into the clearing calling your name. The familiar voice grabbed your attention, and you turned around to see him as he threw his arms around you. It caught you off guard, for such a small boy he was able to throw you off balance with the force of his hug.
From that day forward, Sasuke became a regular at Itachi and your training sessions. He always dressed presentable and brought you a gift, whether it was a small bouquet of flowers or a candy. It was endearing to say the least, and no one seemed to stop it, not even Itachi. He knew or at least he thought he did, that this was a young and innocent crush.
The more time you spent with everyone, the more you began to see Sasuke as your own little brother, and he loathed that. He didnât understand why you had to have met his brother first and not him. Even at dinner once he broke the silence at the table by saying how one day heâd marry you. Makoto looked at him with an undiscernible smile, Fugaku cleared his throat while Itachi and you looked at each other.
âSasuke, thatâs not appropriate to speak out loud or at all.â Fugaku muttered with his head down. âOh its okay! Really, little kids just say the wildest things.â You tried laughing it off to ease the awkwardness in the air. It didnât really help. As Itachi walked you home later that night, he apologized for Sasukeâs behavior, explaining he didnât know what had gotten into him. You could only laugh it off, assuring him it wasnât a big deal. The walk was peaceful after that, a silence that was filled with love. At your door, Itachi stared deep into your eyes, as if trying to remember the shape of your soul. He was never an outright affectionate man, but tonight was different. Before saying goodbye, he pulled you in for a crushing hug.
âTake care of yourself no matter what, just know Iâll always love you.â His voice had a twinge of sadness but the sudden statements caught you off guard, not noticing his tone. You pulled away from his chest, giving him a final kiss before going inside. Later that night, Itachi would massacre the Uchiha clan leaving only Sasuke behind.
The news broke you, it all made sense. He was saying his final goodbye to you last night and you didnât even realize. Even so you heard Sasuke was the only one remaining and you felt almost a responsibility over him. Sasuke needed someone by him through these trying times and so did you. It wasnât long before you went to visit Sasuke back in his home. The sun was setting behind the house as you worked up the courage to knock. Would he even want to see you here? He might want to be alone, but he was too young to stay alone. Before you could knock, the door slowly slid open. Sasuke stepped out, his eyes hollow from the lack of sleep and crying. It was evident he wasnât eating well from the lack of color in his face. Words refused to be spoken from your mouth and all you could do instead was hug him.
Years had gone by and it had become routine youâd come by and have meals prepared for Sasuke. He never went to the academy without lunch and he never ate dinner alone again. The glint in his eyes returned slowly and soon heâd be graduating from the ninja academy. No matter what, he continued to harbor that resentment towards Itachi and planned his revenge. Though he could thank him for one thing. He had made having you all to himself too easy. Sasuke never had a childhood crush on you, he truly envisioned a future together and you had come willingly to fill your rule. Though for now you continued to see him as a younger brother, with time youâd come around.
Although you were an active ninja, he made it difficult. When missions came around, youâd take it upon yourself to prepare food for him to have over the course of days, always left his home spotless, and anything else he might need to be in order. But when the day to leave approached, Sasuke became a new man. His eyes returned to that hollow coldness they once held, his voice fell flat.
Can we please get strict yandere itachi x reader where he baby traps her and his now protective. đ
A/N love me some Uchiha. Itachi is a subtle yandere, only showing his tendencies through the control he exudes over you.
Itachi had always been a reasonable man. He never went against his morals and made sure everything he did was exactly what needed to happen. Thatâs why in this moment he knew the best thing would be to not listen to you and make sure you would end up with his baby.
Itachi and you had been close friends since academy days, and even since then he always tried to hold control over you. It started small, snark remarks about someone not making a good dueling partner, moving up to those people just not being good friends, he slowly became the face you saw most constantly apart from your family. But even that wasnât enough for him. As you both grew older, his comments grew harsher â about the clothes you wore and soon you wore strictly Itachi approved pieces. Be it a day he felt like no one else should be graced by being able to see an inch of your skin or a day when he needed to have your soft skin on easy access for him to grab on what he made seem as a platonic and totally friendly gesture. He was a composed man, but around you he lost all sense of control. Was it the way your eyes looked at him while your smile grew wider and wider after having time out together, or the way your tears flowed while telling him of the stress that the ninja world put on you. Sure, sometimes his actions and words made you question him as a person but you couldnât deny deep down the constant dotting on you had made you fall for him along the way.
The relationship with Itachi was pure bliss, it was the relationship every girl dreamed of. Never did he let you walk to and from any place by yourself especially at night. Never did he let you go on missions alone, even when you asked the Hokage to do one by yourself he was somehow still there. Never did he let you even think for yourself. Every thought was interrupted by a voice in your mind that sounded eeriely similar to Itachi, going on about if this was the right choice. Slowly he had integrated himself into every aspect of your life.
It was a quiet night, Itachi and you strolled hand and hand back to his home. It was late and he would rather you stay with him tonight then to let any creep know youâd be alone for the night. You both had your own home but Itachi had begun to bring up the idea of living together â luckily youâd be able to deter the conversation in a different direction. Living together would have you live in the Uchiha compound, and knowing Itachi it would be another way to continue to ae You loved Itachi, but living together would take the last bit of voluntary and welcomed solitude you had in life. Even so, you spent most nights together, him here or you there.
In view came Uchihaâs home in the compound, youâd been plenty of times but your stomach still turned with anxiety every time. It was something about being up in his space so intimately when you both had never gotten far intimately. Itachi knew the strict nature he had with you, but heâd never go as far as to coerce you into having sex. He wants the right moment, and as much as it kills him to resist he will wait for it come. Youâd stayed over plenty of times, so you changed into a pair of night wear left over before joining Itachi for a light dinner. Of course the pajamas were ones he had chosen for you, comfortable linen shorts and a matching cotton top. Simple but it looked amazing on you, on his girl.
âDid you finish that report for the last mission?â Itachi looked up from his plate. It was almost a test to see whatâd you say. He wanted to see if youâd do something without getting his approval, he was meticulous, even with the mission reports. âMhm, handed it over to Lady Tsunade earlier today.â Maybe it was the sleep weighing heavy on you, but it was too late to retrace your words. âDo you think this was a solo mission, donât forget I can recall details better than you. Next time, donât forget to run reports by me.â His voice was flat, but you knew he meant every word â a warning for it to be the first and last time. Dinner finished in silence after that, Itachi sent you to rest while he took care of the dishes.
He climbed with caution into bed, as to not disturb your sleep. Hand draped across your waist, pulling you closer into him. The sudden warmth jolted you awake, body turning around to face Itachi. Moonlight shone through the curtains behind you, lightly illuminating his face. Your thumb came up to trace the side of his temple. Your touch brought him to a serene state of mind. His hands trailed up and down your side, leaving goosebumps in its wake. It was a moment of mutual understanding, he could see it in your eyes you wouldnât push him away, and in his you could see the desire. Lips connected under the moonlight, the soft dance of two lovers with each other. Itachi setting the pace and you followed it. His hand come under you shirt, caressing the warm skin of your waist. The kiss only deepened, his tongue swiped across your bottom lip before finding yours. Without breaking apart, Itachi guided your body to sit atop his. Both hands now freely roamed your body while your hands sat idly on his chest. Fingers creeped up your shirt, ghosting over your breasts. The sudden intrusion causing them to begin to perk up. His thumb and index finger set a slow pace, rolling and thumbing your nipples. Small breaths escaped into your kiss from his sudden actions, but they were more than welcomed.
One hand came down and settled on your hip, guiding your body to move up and down along his. It didnât take long to feel him hardening underneath you. The sudden friction between you both added to the shocks of pleasure you felt. A damp spot formed on your bottoms as well as his pants. He broke the kiss, helping you back down onto the bed. He now kneeled in between your legs, you could only look away with a burning face as he lowered the waist band of your shorts. The slick was evident on your folds even under the lowlight. Itachi would make sure to ease you into this as best as could be possible. His index and middle circled around your clit, gathering the wetness from around to make it easier. The sudden sensation left your legs threatening to close as he speed up gradually. His other arm came down to hold your thigh. His fingers were soon replaced by his tongue, taking other the same motion as before. His fingers now covered in your wetness, lowered down to your hole that clenched around nothing.
Two fingers found their way inside of you, his other hand caressing your inner thigh to soothe any discomfort. Through his mouth on your, his delicate fingers dancing on your skin, it was easy to forget the feeling of being stretched out for the first time. Fingers lazily pumped in and out to prep you for the real thing. His dick ached against his pants. Itachi went on for what seemed like hours, lapping at your clit, only breaking away when he believed you were ready. Looking up, he saw your flushed face as you turned to not look him straight in the eyes, still embarrassed from having him see you so vulnerable.
You sat up and so did he. âLet me help you.â Pulling his tank top off, hands trailing down his stomach. Years of training left him with defined muscles. He then helped you with yours. You now sat fully exposed in front of him. âLay back down.â Laying back down, Itachi hurriedly discarded his pants and underwear â his half hard dick finally free from its confines. One hand lazily pumped himself while the other parted your legs and continued to circle around your clit. His fingers spread around your slick as to make his entrance as smooth as could be. âBend your legs and spread then for me precious.â Itachi smiled as he now lined himself up with you. Face inches from yours, his arms at each side of your side.
He pushed in ever so slowly but it compared nothing to his fingers. The burning sensation caused your hands to shoot up, clutching around his biceps. âWait⊠wait please it hurts so much.â Eyes shut, you halted him. âRelax, I need you to relax for me baby.â He moved again, and again your hands clenched around biceps. âPlease Itachi just slow down.â He waited a few seconds with just the tip at the entrance, before moving forward. You could only try to relax as to combat the pain, hands still digging into his biceps.
Slowly he inserted himself more and more, stopping every few seconds to allow you time to adjust and have the pain subdue. After a minute he had full bottomed out. His thrusts were slow and deep allowing you to feel every inch of him as he felt every inch of you. He had waited so long to have you like, he couldnât imagine it any other way. From his eyes, the moonlight shone perfectly on your face, highlighting your face marked with growing pleasure. Mouth slightly agape, eyes closed as you continued to grip on his biceps but now because of the growing feeling of content. Itachi whispered sweet words about how amazing you looked and how well you were taking him as he gradually sped up. Angling himself up as to deepen where he was hitting.
Itachi kept his fast pace, the pain now having been completely overtaken by this new found pleasure. His face was inches from yours, moaning straight into his ear â those sweet sounds kept him going. Even so, he couldnât stop his mind from flashing back to the moment earlier today, when you so evidently went against him and the relationship. You had gotten to used the freedom of being a ninja, that it seemed you only thought about yourself. Heâd make sure you were always reminded of him, and finally away from the outside world, where what you could only do now is obey him. You had told Itachi children werenât something you saw so early in your life, as well as marriage. But after this youâd have no choice but to completely merge your life with him and let him protect you completely.
His mind was overrun with making sure he could keep you in line and there was only one way he could do that. His pace quickened and deepened now hitting that unknown spot deep inside you. Each time his tip touched it, the knot in your stomach grew tighter. Itachi was chasing the highs for both of you guys. Your hands wrapped around his neck, bringing you both cheek to cheek, letting your sweet moans guide him. They only helped to push him evermore off the edge and in short time your body could no longer hold back the knot in your stomach. Drawing out his name in a long breathy moan, your legs closed in around him as you came around him. The tightening of your walls cradled his dick, drawing out his orgasm as he helped you ride the wave of your own. âIâll make sure you never forget me.â It was low and threatening, barely able to be made out in the heat of the moment. His hips bucked as he spilled into you, the warm feeling a foreign sensation to you. Collapsing down onto your chest, he didnât remove himself from inside of you yet â he needed to make sure it would work.
And it did. Before long, a month had gone by and you were now sitting in front of Shizune as time seemed to slowed once those words left her mouth. âYouâre pregnant! It seems youâre approaching a month. I take it this comes as a surprise but donât worry we will take care of any of your medical needs.â You left the examination room with a glossed over look in your eye, meeting Itachi outside in the clinic. He insisted to come inside but you told him itâd be best to wait outside and youâd tell him what it was after. He tried to ask what was wrong, but he was only met with your silence as your eyes stayed glued to the ground. Mindlessly you walked back home, opening the door to your apartment and sitting down on the couch. Itachi was closing the doors back turned to you when he heard the words heâd been waiting to hear. âItachi. Iâm pregnant.â Saying those words seemed to set reality hard on your shoulders. Tears flowed out of your eyes as Itachi come around to hug you â it seemed to crush almost all the air out of you.
Itachi wasted no time, you lived in a time where a child born out of wedlock was looked down upon. Hurriedly he gained the Uchiha elderâs approval on the marriage and held a small intimate ceremony with his and your family.
Married life was far from what you had imagined. Itachi curated your everyday now to what he deemed safe and reasonable for you to do, even down to what youâd eat to ensure maximum nutrients for the baby. And when you didnât, he became almost unrecognizable, a man who seethed with anger as you tried to take any form of control back of your own life. Life became isolating, your parents and friends, not that you had many to begin with, stopped coming to visit. You had no idea why, but Itachi told them you were suffering from a weak immune system and they could bring in unwanted diseases. Who would dare to question? Ninja duties ceased immediately as he had enough resources within the clan to sustain your new family.
From the outside everyone saw a doting and loving husband who wanted to ensure a stress free pregnancy for his wife, but from the inside you knew Itachi wouldnât be content until he held control over everything about you, even how many breaths youâd take. Too little air and you might die, too much air and youâd choke. Too many dangers lurked in this world and you were oblivious to them. For now, or forever heâd keep you in this golden cage.
Hello I just came across your page and I got to say I love your fics amazing writing! If you can I was wondering if you can do a gaara x twin sister reader? If you cannot I totally understand. <3
A/N Iâm not sure how you wanted this fic, so no fic just general scenario. Not yandere, more like possessive. Iâm so sorry this is lowkey underwhelming, feel free to come back and request more and add in any other details you want to seeâĄ. Thank you for your kind words, it means a lot to me and keeps me inspired.
Without fail, if you were somewhere â Gaara was not far behind. Was it the fact youâre twins, or was it the fact you were one of the last things Gaara cared about deeply. Of course he cared about Temari and Kankuro, but you never shied away from him. Never once did you look at him with the fear everyone had in their eyes, or the hate your father did. It was clear you were Rasaâs preferred choice, but never did Gaara harbor anger for you for that, after all it wasnât your choice. You were there calming him through all the moments of anguish after he failed to control the one-tail. To you, Gaara was never a monster. To him, you were everything.
It was obvious from the start. Since you both were younger, Gaara clung extra close to your arm whenever someone else offered to play with you. He didnât need to do much though to get your attention back to him. His teary eyes tugged at your heart strings â telling your new found friends youâd play some other day instead. You were his opposite and at times he had no choice but to be extra social alongside you. His past attempts at making friends always left his feelings in pieces and he pulled back from doing that anymore. Although you had many friends, it was just the two of you most of the time.
Many nights were spent with Gara quietly making his way into your room, shyly declaring he couldnât sleep or heâd had another nightmare. Never once did you turn him away, always scooting closer to the edge to make just enough room for him.
This was routine for many years â but it never lasted. Gaara grew colder overnight. He stopped coming by to check up on you, never engaging in conversation to enjoy each otherâs presenceâ it was only the bare minimum. By the time the Chunin exams rolled around, he had grown completely detached from the boy he once was. He was never apart from you physically, but mentally and emotionally Gaara had checked out.
Once in the leaf, you left your siblings quite a few times to freely explore the village. Relations between the villages were always precarious so you took advantage of being able to see it now. He never liked that, you were too carefree to see the evil in every corner. You made friends out of villains â he couldnât leave you on your own. His third eye always followed at a distance, making sure you didnât put yourself in a dangerous situation, or someone getting ahead of themselves.
You were carefree but not stupid, you knew his eye was behind you â one day you decided to call him out. Down the lonely road, you spun fast on your heel, âIf you think you can keep your eye on me without my knowledge, think again Gaara.â The eye only blinked once before dematerializing itself. It was a silent acknowledgment that heâd stop for nowm at least until you thought he got over it.
After the Chunin exams, it was as if the cloud of darkness that hung over your brother disappeared. He returned to that sweet and caring man you had known before. It breathed new life into your relationship with him. Though it was short lived at times. Being Kazekage got to his head ever so slightly. Missions all of a sudden became too dangerous for you, but every marriage candidate seemed to fall way below the standard Gaara had set for them. This left your days in limbo, strolling about home, the market, and the Kazekageâs office. It was one of the last places that seemed to give you relief from boredom. Walking down the halls, into the message room to see what messages the hawks had brought back, and staying in your brotherâs office for a lick of something new.
Even once you had finally settled down, much to his reluctance, he insisted you continue to live in a shared home with him. He saw no reason to move away from the only family you had, moving away from your other half. You agreed, but suggested a compound arrangement instead. Even that didnât stop Gaara, he seemed to be always in your home and only left when you dragged him out. Gaara never changed, but you could never find it in you to call out and set boundaries to his behavior. After all, he was your other half.
can i ask for yan!obito x reader where the reader is obsessed with obito as well but in a less twisted way...and they find each other but this also destroys them at the same time because they're both unable to love someone in a healthy way... <3?
| Tw. Unhealthy/manipulative relationship
Obito, Obito. He was hard not to love. Everywhere you turned he seemed to be there, the smile that further embellished his captivating face. It was laughable almost, the way you seemed to linger just a few seconds longer on himâ commemorating his choice of outfit for the day. Walking just close enough for his smell to invade your personal space, a warm woody aroma lingering around from his prolonged missions. But obsessed? Never, not you. You just so happened to begin taking a âfasterâ route that passed in front of the village gates, hoping to see him return home. You just so happened to frequent his favorite dango spot. How you figured his favorites in life was beyond you, a little snooping here, following just from the right distance. But it was innocent. A school girl crush. Nights were spent imagining a future where he held onto you tightly, fingers dancing along your waist. Kisses shared with overwhelming passion, declarations of love made known to each other in the privacy of a shared home. âIt wonât hurt anyone.â The comforting words you whispered to yourself every nightâ sure as day your actions held no weight, never would they come back to bite you.
So enthralled in your own fantasies, seeming to miss the way his eyes lingered as you turned away. The way he chose colors he knew you liked, how he seemed to line up his return times to when youâd pass right by the gates. Seeming to miss the figure that loomed behind as you practically skipped home for the dayâ mind conjuring up realities you hoped one day to be real. The way the window was cracked open when you couldâve sworn everything was closed when you left earlier that day. And random items along with clothes disappearing before laundry day. Was that a camera shutter? Maybe it was time for bed, your mind seemed to be playing tricks on you.
One meeting, thatâs all it took for your world to become black and whiteâ Obito being the only thing to add color to it.
Placed right in front of you, the last packet of sugar before the market closed for the day. A relieved sigh escaping at the thought you wouldnât have to drink an unsweetened tea tonight. It was cliche, but somehow Obito appeared and grabbed the sugar just as you did. âOh â sorry, but I think I got it first.â His voice was as polite as ever, a smile tugged at his lips from the current situation. He was right, your hand was practically atop his. How you wished the ground would swallow you whole. You could only pull your hand away and give a small bow as an apology. âIâm really sorry about that, I just didnât see your hand. Itâs almost like it appeared out of nowhere!â He chuckled at your last sentence, âWell silence does come with being an Uchiha.â You only smiled back, flustered at such a careless comment. But he didnât mind, it was a complement actually. To him, it meant you never heard the other times he crept close. âSay, Iâll let you have it â but youâll have to let me invite you to coffee tomorrow.â
It was natural the way conversations between the both of you flowed. Even the silence wasnât awkward the first time you met for coffee. It had only taken about a week before it felt you had shared every detail with him just as he did with you. Every moment spent together solidified in him reasons as to why he came to like you so deeply in the first place. Fantasies started to become realities. The first stop when Obito returned was your place and vice versa when work ended for you. Nights were no longer spent in solitude, now his fingers did run up and down your skin at night. It was blossoming. It was new and it was pure. Purer than the white snow that fell the winter day he asked you to be his girlfriend. Practically freezing temperatures stood no chance at the warmth from joy that spread throughout your body.
Perfect, it was all perfect. Obito was dotting, he always expressed himself to you as you did to him. Reassurance came naturally to him. It helped tremendously when you began to see the way he was ogled in public, the way whispers made their way back to you as to how you could never amount to being what he really needed. The way his teammate seemed almost a little too touchy and flirtatious when she spotted you both in public. Or should you say just him. It took Obito prying her off and introducing her to you for a monotone, âHelloâ to make its way out. He never judged when you came to him with tears welling in your eyes as thoughts ran rampant, afraid he might leave you. Arms wrapped around you bringing down your body to the bed. Comforting reassurances poured from his lips like honey, sweetening up your mood. âIâd never leave you, never.â His lips came down to yours after every sentence. Fingers brushing away strings of your hair as they clung to your tear-strewn face, eyes focused on yours. âTell me if you want me to cut things off with her. Just say yes and I promise youâll never see her around.â That shouldâve been enough to ring any alarm in you, why did he say around and not around us? Was it selfish to say yes, to ensure you never had to see another woman throw herself at him. The man you loved with every ounce of your being. No, it wasnât. It never would be when he proposed the question. You needed to be the only woman in his life.
Never did you see her again, or any other woman who had done the same. Your hand squeezed his ever more tightly when walking outside, kissing him out of the blue when you could feel eyes staring at you both. It was enough to let everyone know he was yours. He drowned in it all, all the attention, all the jealousy he could feel seething out of your body, every passionate night where he was left with marks heâd probably show off. Obito was ecstatic his days of watching you from afar taking small items that held your scent were gone. He had it all in front of him now to treasure, to worship, to adore.
Your lives entirely revolved around each other, most of your things now resided in Obitoâs home â the last thing that offered you a sense of independence was your job. But it wouldnât be too long before that was gone too, after all Obito had enough to provide for the both of you not just from missions but his status within the clan. âSo what do you think? Youâll never work another day in your life, youâll live the life of a goddess like you deserve. Stay here and keep our home maintained.â He was giving you all he had, how could he not. No hesitation in your acceptance of your new found life, never again did you have to leave his side for a miserable job â he stayed within your view at all times. âIâd love nothing more than that.â It was all taken care of before the night arrived, your apartment lease was broken and a resignation letter you didnât write appeared before your old boss. Even if everything was picture perfect, Obito still had a duty to the village. Of course he asked for shorter missions, but that didnât matter. He was sent out for a week, one long stagnant week. Time seemed to still from the moment you awoke and didnât feel him next to you. Waking up and going to sleep with puffy eyes became normal, some days you didnât move for hours. Some days were spent in the living room, sitting in view of the door hoping the mission was cut short and heâd walk through the door right now, taking you away from this despair. Friends stopped by after noticing your absence in daily life, bringing you something to eat seeing youâd only eat after hours of being awake. âYou canât live like this. What happened to being independent after you left your parentâs house? This isnât you.â Their words rang true, this was never you. You had always wanted to make a life for yourself which is why you left your parents the moment you got a reliable job. Nonetheless you became a shell of your former self in such a short amount of time.
When he finally did come back, you clung to him â wailing over how much you needed him, hands wrapped around his waist, face buried in his shirt. The storm within him brewed, it sank his heart to see you so broken â it hurt even worse to know he was the reason for your current state. A silent promise was made at that moment. Obito would integrate himself into every part of your life, and become the only one you need.
It didnât take long for your mental state to return to what became normal for you. Every night comforting arms held you still, Obito whispering everything he loved about you, promising over and over again he was the only one you needed. Praising you constantly over the smallest thing. It was routine â so the days he came home tired, body stiff as he walked past you to bed, hell broke loose. Sobs echoed through the house as realization washed over he would soon leave you, he stopped caring for you. What did you do? Did he meet someone new? The thought of that set every cell ablaze. Left with no choice, determined to know what was happening with him â you marched into the room. Eyes landed on his inclined body, staring blankly into nothing.
It wasnât long before you threw every feeling and scenario you had conjured up with the smallest change in his person. Hiccups erupted mid ramble from the lack of proper air flow due to crying. âWhy â why Obito! I did everything I could to be the only woman for you⊠and yet it wasnât enoughâ Your voice trailed off, anger quickly replacing the feelings of betrayal. Bodies collided with each other, your legs closed in as you straddled him. A heated exchange of unhealthy feelings. From underneath Obito spilled quiet praises, hands and eyes taking in every inch of your beauty. From the way the skin of your thighs bounced as you came up and down, to the stubborn anger you held as your body engulfed him entirely. âIâll do everything for you. Youâll never have to lift another finger with me!â His voice rose as he held you down by your hips letting his words spill in another way.
This was a happy house. After that night it seemed everything had finally aligned in the way you both wanted. Obito ended his missions for good, his days now entirely devoted to you. You, now able to ensure he stayed close by, never having to worry about his eyes wandering.
Sun broke through the curtains, his sign to get ready for the day. His first task was to pick out your outfit of the day. He loved to see you dressed in his favorite colors, so he pulled out the yellow sundress to embrace the arrival of spring. Obito loved the way yellow seemed to make you glow even brighter than you already did. Awake now from your sleep, he came over to help you undress and slip the dress on. Skillful hands made their way to your hair, leaning into his comforting hands. Breakfast was laid out, and the rest of the day was spent in the suffocating presence of each other. Clinging onto every word spoken to each other, each affirmation of the decisions taken spiraled you both further. There was no logic left between the both of you, that all this was just dragging you both further into hell. The day ended as it usually did, Obito drawing a bath for you both. Eyes scanning as he helped remove the dress and the embellishments in your hair. Wash cloth running up and down your body, gently so as to not hurt you but ensuring he left no spot dirty. You could never be filthy to him, but the dangers of the outside world clung to you. Seeing him so focused dispersed any doubt in your mind. You knew he would always be right here next to you.
Obito held you on a pedestal like a goddess, and from the top your keen eyes could ensure he spent his days devoutly to you.
| l love toxic relationships, sorry it took forever
Anywayyyy <3 Ummmm I got a thing if you're interested. Not sure how detailed (or not) requests should be but here's a thing: Itachi x sister (I'm thinking his twin or a year younger). Let's scrap the massacre plan lol it never happened. I just want some goo noncon or dubcon where the perfect heir corrupts his sister? A+ if they're found and the clan just accepts them because she gets pregnant and they're happy to add more to the clan. Loss of virginity, cunninglingus, spit, breeding, (feel free to remove anything you don't wanna write). I just have bro Itachi brainrot recently lol esp due to that one fic
xoxo
Val â€
|Noncon in the beginning, dubcon rest.
|I didnât forget about you Val, sorry for the wait
All a blur was that day when the head of the Uchiha clan found you outside their compound. The man which you came to know as Fugaku was patrolling the surroundings with his eldest son Itachi. Without thought they brought you back to the their home and assimilated you as one of their own. Life within the clan was never troubling after all you had grown close to Itachi being a just a year younger than him. Life was well, everything one did the other did too. Although you werenât twins it was as if you both were born conjoined at the hip. Time went on and Itachiâs responsibilities grew as future head of the Uchiha. His time spent with you dwindled but he always managed to squeeze in just a little time with you.
It was a slow and tedious process. After everyone drew to their quarters for the night, he would make a detour to yours. Lying by your side, he couldnât help but notice the way you had grown since they first took you in. You werenât that little girl from before, boxy shape. Body resembling the ups and downs of hills, outlined by the blanket that rest atop you. No matter what you always remained that sweet docile girl who dotted on him. Staying close by while he trained to ensure you wouldnât take more than a minute to get to him if he got injured. The girl who spent hours in the kitchen making him his favorite meal after training, never allowing him to set a single fork for himself. He loved you as much as a brother could, until he couldnât no more. Every passing second his heart yearned to feel you more than just what a hug gave him.
Tonight was the night. Itachi had reached a point in himself where he could no longer go on living like this. His steps were quiet but you awoke just as he laid down next to you. âAre you all done for the day Itachi?â Your voice was low and groggy as you came out of your interrupted sleep. âYes, you can go back to sleep. Iâll be right next to you.â These past few nights, Itachi had been inching closer and closer to you, getting you comfortable to the idea of being cradled into him. Even so you werenât opposed, he made you feel safe. Heâs always protected you just as a brother is expected to do, like he said that first night he wrapped his arm around you, âRight now Iâll be protecting you from the cold.â
His hands found their usual place around your waist, his body pressed upon your back, his nose now blessed with your aroma. These first minutes were the calm before the storm. Settling back into your rhythmic breathing, Itachi knew he was in the clear to move forward. His arm moved down to your hips, hand coming up under your shirt like a snake. Your warm bare skin burning his cold hand. Unknowingly sucking in your stomach to create distance between your body and the unknown cause of the drop in temperature. It created no such thing as Itachi continued to trail his hand up the middle of your body, hand only stopping when he reached the valley between your breasts. Maybe he overestimated himself, he didnât plan this far. His heart threatening to burst out of his body, ears non-stop ringing. What would his family, the clan say, if they say their perfect future leader elbow deep inside his sisterâs shirt. Fingers twitching as he battled with desire and morals. Who Itachi was in the dead of night, mattered to no one but him. With that split decision his fingers placed their grip around your soft breast, nipples hardening as his palm grazed over them. A shudder passed his entire body as he felt the way your breast melted and molded into his hand. Not a single touch to his body but the blood rushed to his cock, thoughts plagued of how you looked underneath all the clothes. He knew what ever he imagined wouldnât compare to the real thing.
His hips pressed harder against your ass, seeking any relief for his pulsating cock. Movements slow and careful as to not wake you, fingers now focused stimulating your nipples, round and round. Concentration broken from a sudden jolt, pulling his body away from yours. It was sudden, his eyes focusing to the your backlit body hunched away from him, eyes with an indistinguishable expression. Was it sadness? Disappointment? Confusion? Itachi couldnât tell, and he sure couldnât think of a good reason to explain why your brotherâs hand was touching an area Mikoto had told you was just for you to know about. But he knew you, a few well put together words from him and youâd understand his actions even if they werenât agreeable.
The cover was clutched to your chest as you continued to stare in silence at him, your voice finally finding an escape out of your throat. âItachi, what were you doingâŠ?â A soft but unstable tone, he could hear the way you tried to not impose any accusations onto him. Of course you wouldnât, you cared and loved him too much to outright see him in a negative light. Silence embraced the room, only the cackling of the candle behind you coming to its end.
âWell even if I tried to explain it to you, your precious head wouldnât get it. Best to not to worry my dear sister, itâs just a new way of relaxing after training. You wouldnât let me continue to be worn out from everything I do to keep this clan safe right?â He knew the ins and outs of your brain, he knew just the way for you to disperse any wariness you might hold in this situation. You know to the extent he pushed himself for the clan, youâd been there first hand to treat his injurie. Head now hung low, how could you continue to suspect your brother of anything malicious? âIâve just never done this for you? Is it a new method, why not during the day instead?â The blanket now lowered, indication you werenât guarding yourself against him. âThis is something new I came up with. You understand me best dear sister. Having been there to work with me after every intense battle, I know you would be here to help me.â There it was. He knew he had done it, with that Itachi had touched a place within you that would never go against him. Your heart wouldnât let you; betraying the man who saved you. âYes I understand.â Closing the distance between you two, bodies now mere inches from each other, you waited for Itachi to give any instructions or make any movement.
Eyes darted towards the bed, signaling you to lay back down. Flat on your back now, Itachi came between your legs. A pair of hands now running under your shirt, to resume their previous objective. He could feel again the hardened nipple he was forced to abandon and made sure to have both of them receive the same attention. Shirt pushed up to your neck, he could now see them on full display. The rush of cold air awoke goosebumps along your body. His fingers resumed their carousel motions, a new found feeling blossoming within you. Soft mews left your lips, a foreign feeling growing below, a need for touch. Itachi wasted no time to burn this scene into his mind, eyes flashing as his sharingan engraved it to memory. Lips touched down on one, now baring resemblance to a thirsty man. His mouth worked diligently to suck on your nipple, tongue brushing on it. Switching to the next one, his finger now grazed with easy against the lubricated bub. Movements grew erratic along with the sounds escaping from you. His mouth came down on yours, drowning out your moans. So innocent you were, he hadnât even touched you elsewhere. Lips crashing against each other, no single pass to follow as you had never engaged in kissing. His lips slowed down, leading you into it. It was simple, you understood what you had to do. Teeth biting at your lower lip, tongue intruding in on your own. It was a kiss of pent up desire, there was so much he had wanted to do, the one composed shinobi was slowly losing himself in you, he needed to be intertwined in with you in anyway possible. He pulled away, you could clearly see now his flushed face just as he could see yours. Those now rosy lips of yours, he parted with his thumb on your lower lip. âOpen for me.â Itachi spit in your mouth. âSwallow it and let me see.â His thumb pressed down, signaling for you to open so he could see you had down just as he said. A small smile spread across your mouth as he praised you.
Pulling himself off of you, he went to the edge of the bed, grabbing your ankles to slide you down. Legs now dangling off the edge of the bed, Itachi on his knees between your legs. His hands shot up to your waist band, dragging them down slowly as to enjoy this reveal for himself. The soft skin on your thighs comes into view, then the rest of your legs. Hands glided from your ankles up to the top of your thighs, sliding down the middle to get you to open them more. He could now see even more clearly what heâd been waiting for. Your simple cotton underwear were damped from his previous foreplay. You could only peer over yourself to try to get an idea of what his next move might be. âItachiâŠ?â You received no verbal response, only the feeling of his hands pulling your underwear to the side and fingers spreading you open and his tongue pressing up against you. A hitched breath came out, it felt as though the feeling from before was being paid attention to. Thighs instinctively closing around him, but they stood no chance against the Uchihaâs strength, with his free hand he pushed open your leg.
He started slow, almost as to ease you and himself into it. But it wasnât enough for him, he needed to set free his carnal desires. His pace quickened, your hips now bucking against his face. He returned to the starved man he was on your lips. One hand now holding your hips down as he licked at your clit. Itachi was no stranger to this, and he thanked whatever God there was that he wasnât. He wanted to draw out all the moans he could out of you, wanted your inexperienced body to become overstimulated with his relentless pursuit over you. Itachi could see what pace had the most impact on your body and decided to stick with it. His tongue came up and down, never breaking out of the rhythmic cycle. It was such a horrifying moment for you, it was something new and you could feel the built up pressure threatening to come undone. âWait! Itachi please wait!â It was futile, your pleas fell on deaf ears, and it was much more useless to try to pry away from his grip. He didnât care, keeping his rhythm he knew what was looming close. Pleas mixed with moaning drowned out in his mind, the silence breaking out of his focus. Thighs closing in around him, every muscle he could see tensing up. His tongue keeping the movement until you began to squirm from the overstimulation. Even if you were laying down on the bed, Itachi could tell the moment you sunk in and relaxed into it.
You couldnât understand what had just come over you, but it felt like it took everything out of you, good or bad. Chest coming up and down, breath still erratic, but you could see Itachi standing back up, seeing him made a wave of embarrassment run down your body as the realization dawned that you were fully naked and he wasnât. Almost as if he knew, his shirt came off first, revealing his carefully crafted body. Years of hard work present in the way his abdomen and chest were littered with every muscle present within him. Itachi wasnât an overwhelmingly big man, but the position in which you were left in seemed to grow his presence thrice of its usual size. Or perhaps it was the way you seemed to shrink as his eyes continued to watch you dutifully as he took off his pants, only leaving his underwear. âCome here and sit up.â The haze ever so present from your orgasm left you crawling over to the edge where Itachi stood.
His cock twitched within its confinement, you just had to know what you were doing. Crawling over to him with your half-lidded eyes, like some slut silently begging to get fucked then and there. Eye level with Itachiâs abdomen now, despite only the moon and candle gifting you with their light, it wasnât easy to miss the bulge in his underwear. His movements were rough, hand bringing your face up to his, lips crashing down on each other once again, his free hand coming down to stroke himself. Leaving his cock, his hand came down to search for yours, never breaking the kiss. His hand guides yours to the base, eyes widening as the new found hardness in your grip. What could you even say to him? Sensing the hesitation in your grip, Itachi broke the kiss. Your eyes looked at his, waiting for any explanation, any sense of direction. God, he could cum just at the very sight in front of him, his beloved sisterâs face still holding onto that wave of innocence as his cock was settled into her hand. âWhat do you want me to do now Itachi?â Your sweet voice broke him out of his thoughts, hand coming back down over yours. Leading the way up and down his cock, fingers tracing over the tip spreading the leaking cum. Soft moans came out of him, after so many nights imagining his hand was your own. Your face was brought closer, âOpen your mouth, hollow your cheeks and suck it.â Such vague instructions left you stagnant before trying to do as he said. The tip resting on your tongue allowed the precum onto your taste buds, a salty flavor invading your mouth. Tongue gliding up and down the underside of his cock, hand still jerking the rest that couldnât fit in. His hips bucked further and further, forcing more of himself into you. Forced now to breathe through your nose while tears erupted from your eyes. He took control, fingers intertwining themselves in your hair, a tight grip to ensure you wouldnât move as he used your mouth.
âFuckâŠâ His groans came deep from within him. Sounds you only heard once before in the dead of night as you passed Itachiâs room. The realization of what he was doing made your face warm.
His pace unmatched, nose almost connecting with his pubic bone. However he pulled back, just as it seemed he was reaching the end. Spit connected his cock to your mouth as he pulled himself out, coughs erupted as you tried to control the invasion on your throat. âIâm saving it just for you. Iâll make sure you finish tonight full of me.â Pinned back underneath Itachi, he glided his tip through your entrance. Swirling it around your clit and he suckled on the junction of your neck. Biting down, Itachi wanted to leave a mark, wanted everyone to know exactly who it was that left you full of their cum. His fingers took a quick swipe, feeling the wetness that had accumulated with the short stimulation of your clit. Attention locked on his tongue soothing the bite on your neck, you didnât notice as he positioned himself at your entrance. Only with the pain shooting through your body, did you grab at his biceps nails digging into his skin, ensuring you left him with his own marks. âStop!â He didnât listen, every few seconds inserting himself more and more into you. Every inch ripping your hymen, and you felt it. The excruciating pain never subduing, face falling side to side as you had no escape from him. A ringing froze your antics, hands coming off of him to cup your stinging cheek. Teary eyes looking at Itachi as he bottomed out for the first time in you. âStop crying and take it. You agreed to this so youâll lay there and let your brother dear fill you up.â He began pulling back slowly, relieving the pressure against your walls. âLeave you dripping with my seed inside of you.â Thrusting back into you, ripping a scream out of you. âP-please! It hurts too much. Please Itachi get off of me!â A small twinge of guilt coiled within him, he hated seeing you in pain and all of a sudden he was the catalyst. Guilt ceasing to exist as he pummeled once more into you. His thrust was forceful, pushing in with all he had.
His lips found their place back on your neck, his chests on yours and free hand back on your clit. So many sensations at once silenced any scream of pain, or moan of pleasure wanting to come out. Nails dragging down his back as a way to funnel any of this pain back to him. To no avail, it only helped to increase his speed. âIâm gonna fuck you so good. God, you donât know what you do to me. Always acting so innocent, forcing me to keep a perfect facade around you.â Body raising from yours, legs thrown over his shoulders to drill himself in deeper. He came down again, forcing your knees up to your chest as the rest hung over his shoulders. A small layer of sweat covered his face, his body exploding with heat. His voice low and dangerous, âIt ends now.â
His cock continued to tear you apart, relishing in the feeling in your tight inexperienced walls. He wanted nothing more than for you to never be desired by another man, and what better way than to leave you with your own Uchiha baby. Push back from the clan didnât matter to him anymore, no one would go against it. No one would dare to challenge Itachi Uchihaâs on who he decided to continue the clan.
Itachi gives it his all, fucking you deep into the bed, groaning into your ear and whispering reaffirmations of how good your pussy is gonna look with his cum inside. His words were indecent, never had you heard these profanities slip from his mouth. Mind becoming hazy from the overbearing pain overlapping with increasing pleasure as this new position allowed him to graze against a new found spot within you. Slick mixed with blood creating lewd sounds resounding throughout the room, he wasnât worried about anyone hearing. You were smart enough to pick a room in the west wing next to his and the rest of the family resided in the east wing.
Tip relentlessly hitting that spot within you brought back that familiar feeling from early. The pain was almost completely overlapped, leaving the tension in your stomach to increase. âIâmâŠItachiâ You didnât need to finish that sentence through your broken sobs. Itachi knew and so was he. Maintaining the same pace, you realized it was much more different this time. The tension grew stronger, something else daring to come along with it. With a final slam against you, Itachi had ripped a second orgasm out of you, he felt the way his legs grew wetter as you let out a breathy moan. It pushed him over the edge knowing he made you cum like that the second time around. Through broken kisses, Itachi chased his own release. âI promise to never leave you empty. Always have that quiet hole dripping with my cum. Even after I know I fucked my baby into you I wonât stop.â The wave of your orgasm was replaced by the overstimulation is his cock increasing in speed. Walls clenching tighter around him with increased sensitivity, inviting him to fill them. His warm cum is fucked right into your womb. Youâd become the little sister who he would from now on breed, never letting your abandoned hole live another day being empty.
His body collapsed next to yours, fingers coming around to push the mix of liquids back into you. His lips coming to trace against your jaw as you laid there motionless, no amount of laps around your mind could help you understand what had happened. Sleep puts an end to your thoughts, eyes weighing down after everything.
It became a regular occurrence, almost every night Itachi spent it inside of you. And just like he said, you came to be with a child. Informing Mikoto of the delay in your cycle, led you to where you were now. Celebrating the news of your child with Itachi, a smile forced upon your face when you were met with Itachiâs warning eyes to act correctly around everyone. They were here for you, to congratulate you for helping the clan, even if it was out of wedlock, no one dared to speak about it. So there you sat, drowning out all of the praises around you, hoping now your condition would steer Itachi clear of you.
Hiiii Tomorrow is my birthday, yea so can you please write a smut with hidan(Naruto) about birthday sex!? (hear me out w the song omg)
Can be forced or r*pe if you're in the mood:p
(well I got lost in your writings since I've read that one which was a gangbang w Akatsuki's 5 members đ)
Hidan is severely underrated! Been waiting for a proper Hidan request for a while. Also happy belated! Hope this is an adequate gift. Does the lay out of the village make sense? No. Do I care? No.
Heâd been watching for a while. God it pained him so much heâs never been a man of patience. But Jashin told him this would be the one, the ultimate gift to Hidan for such devote loyalty, a virgin. So he had to wait around for your birthday, of course Lord Jashin knew nothing would please him more than receiving you on your birthday. So there he was. Now a week since Jashin had given him the orders to observe you and familiarize with your schedule. Such a boring person you were, you werenât a ninja so there was no real purpose to your life. Running mundane errands and workings 4 out of the 7 days at a barbecue place. Either way, tomorrow would be the day Hidan would be allowed to have you all to himself and he could only thank Lord Jashin for having such a good eye for beauties.
Something was brewing this particular day. Even though it was your birthday, the air felt ominous. Dark clouds rolled in above the mountains of the village. Hopefully the rain would begin after you made it home from your shift but truly this day didnât seem it would be good to you. As it stands, once the last five minutes of your shift began rain began to pour down from the heavens. This wasnât rain this was literal bullets coming down. The poor plants outside of your job were flattened by the sheer amount of it and you only knew your path home was flooded.
Things never came easy when it came to living in a valley. Snow? Path blocked. Rain? Path blocked. Which is why now youâd have to take the forest trail slightly above the village to avoid flooded streets.
Hidan had been watching from the minute youâd left for your home. Seriously he had to watch you for days to know your schedule just for you to take a different route? Hidan was not a patient person and heâd be sure to have you apologize for this later, for wasting his time and deliberately making him do extra work. Whatever heâd just make himself comfortable while waiting for you in your home.
A slippery path it was to your home, but at last you could see your small home. Knowing full well it was just you living there there was a strange feeling upon entering. You werenât stupid, a small look around and you could see small mud tracks at the front of the door. No time was spared as a cold blade made contact with your throat. âOne sound babe and youâre done.â However it was seemed⊠amused? His words were said as if he had a maniacal smile across his face. âClose the door.â He left you in a weird position, move and turn around and he might think youâre running away. Speak up and tell him about it he might slice off your head. After a few seconds you could only think to kick it closed.
Hands up in defeat, he seemed to inch the blade just a fraction away from your skin. âJust take what you want.â It was amusing to him, he seemed as if he was about to faint from laughter. âOh please I donât want none of your ugly things. Iâm here for you baby. Iâm just here to give you the best birthday gift you could ask for and at the same time get the gift I was promised.â His scythe came down and with one motion your jacket and undergarments were cut down the middle. Anyone would have with instinct to cover up with their hands but his scythe still lay parallel to your body, leaving no room to hide your bare skin. âLord Jashin was right, this will be fun. Now I think we should take this back to somewhere we can relax what do you say? Lead me to your room baby. Iâm evil but not a monster, I wonât take you here.â Ha what a gentlemen he was. The dull curve of his blade wrapped around your back pushing you from the door. With no other choice you led him to your room.
Rain pattered against the house, seeming to increase with every minute. âLay down. And take off the rest of your clothes for me.â While you discarded the remaining pieces of your upper clothes, Hidan shrugged off his cloak to reveal a bare chest and silver pendant. A budge in his pants was visible even in this low light of only the moon since your bed was right next to the window. Now you could see his face clearer, a maniacal smile just as youâd pictured followed by silver slick back hair. Burning his face into memory so if you came out of this alive youâd report him to every official you could. Your village was small but you lived in a great nation and knew of the Akatsukiâs recent actions and the imagery they were linked with, the red cloud on his cloak corroborated the information you already had. âAdmiring what youâre about to have? Letâs put a name on this face yeah. Itâs Hidan, donât wear it out tonight.â Did this idiot think this was anything enjoyable for you.
His eyes were plastered onto your body, just like a wolf watching their prey before attacking. âGet closer to the edge.â A pointed baton now replaced where he held his scythe. Pointing it at you while he waited for you to reach him at the end of the bed. Hidan was no stranger to pain and tonight heâd ensure you both got a well dose of it. The bed was low to the floor, so at the edge you leveled out with his groin. Inched himself closer, he positioned the baton with the dip of your back, the sharp tip brushing over your back. It was a silent order. Trembling hands came to undress him, revealing a half hardened cock. The release and cold air seemed to excite him even more as it hardened. A few seconds of contemplation, if this was really the reality you were living or if at any moment youâd wake after falling asleep in the back room at work. The tip dug into your back, âDonât be shy.â A cold hand wrapped around it. God he wanted to rip you up they you were just dry tugging it. His hand came down to guide yours, using his precum from the tip to lubricate the rest of it. âDo it right or Iâll kill you.â Hidan was direct, donât try to ruin what heâd be waiting for.
All one could hope for was smooth sailing from here. Hand gaining warmth as you worked your way up and down his shaft. He could practically see the stars, it had been a while since he last had any sort of relief and a hand other than his own was enough to make a man moan. And he did. Hidan was incredibly vocal, never missing a beat when you glided over the vein on the underside of his cock, he needed more. His free hand came to the back of your head pushing you forward, the pointed tip pressed into you with just a hint of higher pressure. He didnât want resistance so all you could do was make his tip at home in your mouth. Hand pumping the shaft, tongue circling his tip. âFor a bitch being raped you sure do it as if you wanted to.â His words cut deep, after trying to repress them you couldnât help the tears that fell. Tears of anger and sadness mixed in with tears of him bucking himself deeper down your throat. It only got better for him every second, he could feel the tension growing in his stomach. His pelvis practically touching your face, tears pouring down, Hidan couldnât asked for a more perfect way to finish. But he could. Nothing would be complete without a little pain in the mix. His baton pierced the skin of your back, your teeth clenched around his tip. âFuck!â The sensation of your teeth practically suffocating his tip was enough for him to spill himself into you. It was as if someone had spilled pure salt into your mouth, the taste making you gag. He noticed pulling himself out, hand squishing your lips together, âSwallow it. Donât waste a fuck drop or we will start over until you swallow it all.â How more degraded could he make you feel? Feeling the gulp, he let go of your face.
He only needed to do a small preparation before he could fuck you properly. âGet off.â Once you were off the bed, using the same baton he pierced his hand and began to draw the same symbol on his necklace onto the bed with his own blood. The symbol was drawn on the bottom part of the bed where Hidan would position himself. You got back up with the command of his hand directing you where to lay down. Without warning he dug his baton into your thigh coating it now in your blood. Your scream rushed all the blood to his cock, hardening it up for the next round.
Licking it clean, his skin now turned into a skeletal pattern. Heart pounding against your ears. âDonât do this please. Just let me go.â You killed him, such a funny thing you were. âOf course not. You were promised to me and I promised myself to give you an unforgettable present.â The baton was placed to the side, hands grabbing your waist pulling you flat down on the bed. The sheets rubbed against the open wound on your back causing your body to tense. With one hand he easily parted your legs revealing what heâd been waiting for. He wasted no time parting your folds and positioning himself. âTake it all.â In one breath he pummeled himself into you, breaking the hymen. An unnatural sounding scream ripped from the deepest part of your body. A pain so severe you couldâve been cut in half and it wouldnât have measured up to this. He felt it too, while you screamed in pain, he moaned out in pleasure.
His cock was coating itself with more and more blood with every thrust. Blood acted as the lubricate seeing he couldnât be bothered thinking about foreplay for you. He wiped your tears as he bottomed out. Pulling all the way out just to slam himself all the way in. Every movement ripped a scream out of you. It was all he had been wanting. He needed more. He grabbed the baton from his side handing it to you. âStab me. Wherever you want but do it. Donât be scared I know you want to.â Was this a trick? It couldnât be this man was insane. Shaky hands aimed from his abdomen driving the baton straight above his belly button. Quickly letting go of it when you felt a hot pain in the same area. âFuck⊠again.â Both of you now adorned the same bleeding wound. âNo⊠no.â Pleas fell on death ears and he continued to thrust and place the baton into your hand. âNow grab it and do it again bitch.â Only thinking that perhaps a meater part of the body wouldnât hurt as much you drove it into his thigh. No matter what you were practically on the verge of fainting.
Lifting your leg up he licked the blood dripping from your thigh as he continued to drilling himself into you. Blood from his abdomen dripped down to his groin mixing with yours. Baton again placed to the side he used his free hand to grip your neck. Not enough to fully restrict your breathing but enough the sides of his fingers were actively bruising your skin, and his in turn. âYouâve been a perfect bitch. Fuck Iâm gonna cum inside you and give you your birthday present.â The pain, the blood he couldnât hold it any longer. Closing his hand fully against your neck, you clawed at his arm. Your airways were completely restricted, whole body tensing up including your vaginal walls. He sped up, âHappy birthday.â With that he pushed himself as deep as he could into you. Cum coating your cervix. After a few seconds his grip let up on your neck.
âAnd this is for you Lord Jashin.â Seconds after he pulled himself out, he drove the baton through your stomach. Coughing up blood, you could see him smiling. âI hope you didnât think Iâd let you live. After all I have to thank Lord Jashin for this wonderful gift.â
Sasuke left his girlfriend pregnant (without him knowing) before leaving the village, and when he returned he found a boy very similar to Itachi.
|Takes place when Sasuke goes back to the village with Orochimaru to revive the previous Hokage
NOT proofread
Alone. The only thing you had felt the months after Sasuke defection from Konoha. Never bothering to see anyone despite your friends constantly coming to check on you. It made no sense to see anyone if they werenât him. Your life was thrown into a spiral after he had left, which explained not noticing continuous weight gain, and when you did putting it off as over indulgence in comfort food. No matter, you couldnât put it off for long, not when it came with nausea and missing cycles. A trip to Lady Tsunade confirmed you hadnât been alone these past months. Sasuke had left you with a piece of himself, one that would change your whole world. âDid he know? Did he do it on purpose?â The only thoughts to occupy your brain the entire pregnancy, a part of you always imagined the three of you as a family. You knew of Sasukeâs goals to restore the Uchiha Clan, so he must of planned this before he left. No matter what youâd take charge of raising your baby into a fine shinobi just like their father. A part of you understanding his desertion, but another anguished he left you in such a state.
Itâd been 5 years since he left, in that time you moved on no longer clinging to hope heâd come back. Especially after he joined the Akatsuki and attacked the 5 Kage Summit. There was no reason for you to wish heâd come back and be a present father. You knew now this wasnât Sasukeâs plan to leave you with a baby, heâd never be so heartless and to leave you pregnant and never once come to check on you. But maybe he was, you knew he wasnât the same.
His eyes focused on the two moving figures, struggling to take in all the moonlight to ensure he was seeing right. What was below him was a little boy identical to Itachi, the same dark eyes and hair as him. However what set him apart was his distinct nose and mouth shape, a shape from a face he remembered well, the one of the woman standing next to the young boy. He knew it couldnât have been anyone else but you, how you had changed. Even more beautiful than he remembered you, but what he couldnât grasp was that little boy next to you. Was he perhaps your younger brother? No, unlikely your parents had you in their 40s, he doubted theyâd have another child. âMama can we go back home now! Iâm getting tired.â What did he sayâŠ.? He had heard right, that boy called you his mother.
âSasuke whatâs wrong, we donât have much time to be standing still.â Orochimaru broke him out of his shock, he could see the way his vision was trained on you. It peaked Orochimaruâs interest, but they had an urgent matter to attend to.
The war was over. Sasuke was now a changed man whoâs heart laid in protecting Konoha, protecting what he had left inside of it. His return to the village was filled with interrogations to make sure he was no threat. In these few days he spent under investigation all he could think about was finding you and the boy. He needed to know the truth. Naruto had come for him on his day of release, a heavily awkward walk back to his apartment. âSo howâs everyone?â Sasuke breaking the silence. Naruto nodded looking up as the sky as he continued walking, âEveryoneâs been okay. Of course training to get stronger. But I get the feeling you want to know about someone specifically.â Naruto had grown, or maybe it was just written all over Sasukeâs what he wanted to know. âShe lives across the Yamanka flower shop, youâll see it. Her family name is written on the door.â He was gone the second Naruto had finished his sentence.
After everything Sasuke had done, all the people he battled, all those he killed and somehow he could not bring his hand up to knock at your door. He could only close his eyes as he raised his hand to knock three times at your door. Footsteps came down the stairs, small quick ones. âCan I help you sir.â He saw no one in front of him as the door swung open. It was the same boy from before, eyes just like Itachiâs. âIâm looking for you mother, is she home?â The boy was suspicious, some random man just showing asking for his mom. âYeah she is.â His eyes squinted. âYou wait here, Iâll get her for you.â A second later the door was closed with such force Sasukeâs hair was pushed back briefly revealing his rinnegan. Back he was now to playing the waiting game, but he didnât have to wait long. Footsteps now heavier approached the door, unconsciously Sasuke was doing a mental check of how his appearance looked. The door was opened, his eyes now leveled with someone. The boy was now on your hip, âMommy this is him, he was asking for you.â It was an eternity spent looking at each other. All you could think to do was put your son down, âKarasu go upstairs and finish your breakfast. Mommy has to talk with this man.â Just like that both of you were left facing each other.
âIs he mine?â He was no man to beat around the bush, even if he, it was killing him inside to know. Expressionless but inside he burned with anticipation, searching for any look of rejection on you face. âThe first words in years and this is what you tell me? Iâm not even sure how you knew of him. But yes Sasuke he is yours.â God it all made sense now, back in the rescue mission when Sasuke both left, everyone told him how much you needed him but he never realized why. âI see.â He paused. âKarasu huh. He looks just like Itachi. A strong boy I would assume seeing who his mother is.â Something about him testing your sonâs name like he had been there the whole time irked you. All this time and heâs saying his name like he personally named him. âYes well heâs advancing quickly, dear I say Iâve raised him good.â Your words stung. He knew heâd never been there but he was so blinded by revenge and he never knew you were carrying his child before he left the village. Even so a small flame of happiness ignited knowing he began the repopulation of his clan without even knowing.
Lost in his thoughts he failed to notice your retreat from the door. Only when a breeze kicked his face did he realize you closed the door in him. He knew more than anything you didnât care for him anymore. Didnât care for him to rejoin the life of your son because all had been well without him, why would you change the dynamic now? He would respect that if he was anyone else, but Sasuke now felt the need to protect Konoha and that meant protecting his family. It wouldnât take long for him to strike. Youâd be crazy to believe he would walk away from this. He had all he had ever wanted in life, a family and heâd be damned if you kept it from him. He would have his perfect family.
He spent the rest of the afternoon going over how heâd do it and where heâd go. There was many perks to being from such a large clan, the most important to him right now was his ability to place anyone under genjutsu and the Uchiha hide outs scattered about the Land of Fire.
Night was the perfect time for all things considered a crime. Breaking and entering and kidnapping would fall under Sasuke was doing right now. How low heâd fallen he thought to himself. Heâd start with you first, then move on to Karasu. As he roamed through the halls he could see now all the milestones he missed of his son, all the birthdays, trips, etc. It pained him, but he knew after today heâd be there for anything, heâd never miss any important event in his sons life. It didnât take long to figure out which room was yours. A mother always kept her door open to reach their baby in time. Now standing over you, he couldnât help really taking in just how much youâve grown. Your face matured in way that showed the struggle of being a mother, but of course he couldnât help noticing how youâd grown in other places. A light sleeper you were so it didnât take long to feel a presence standing before you. It was common for Karasu to come sleep with you when heâd have night terrors. âKarasu did you have another bad dream baby?â Rising from your pillow expecting to see your soon to embrace him and talk away his fears, except you were met with glowing red eyes. Not able to say anything to him before falling limp into your bed. Next was Karasu, simple enough. He lightly shook him awake to allow him to fall under the genjutsu.
It took a few hours to reach the hideout. It was teetering on the edge on the edge of the Lands of Fire and Sand. A small one it was, placed here to house any Uchiha that need a place to call home on the way from a mission. Using his Susanoo to transport you both took a toll on him. By the time he reached the hide out he was exhausted. However he needed to prepare the place for when heâd release you both. Light dusting, changing of sheets and a few amenities was all Sasuke managed to do both he heard wailing in the other room. It was Karasu, he clung to your body shaking you violently. âPlease mom wake up.â How had he managed to break from the genjutsu? Seeing Sasuke in the doorway Karasu stood guard in front of you. âWhat did you do to my mom!â His face was red and glossy from the tears. Sasuke didnât know what to do. He only thought to tell the boy the truth.
He made slow cautious steps towards Karasu. âI brought you here both to protect you.â Karasu was even more angry. âWe were perfectly fine in the village! Why would a man like you take me and mom! We donât know you!â Before he could even register his next words, he blurted, âBecause I am your father! And itâs my duty to protect you and your mother. Now youâll stop crying and realize Iâm doing this to give you both a better life.â Heâd admit his words are harsh, heâs just never been around children. At that moment Sasuke would release you from the genjutsu in hopes to straighten this out with you. It didnât take long to register what was happening, seeing your soon in front of you in an unknown place and Sasuke only a few feet away. Now it was time for you to stand in front of Karasu.
âI donât know what sick joke this is Sasuke but you have no right to have brought us.â He stepped closer. âTake us back.â He laughed. âI canât. I brought you here to be a family. Iâm sorry I was away but Iâm here now. Please let us be happy together. Karasu needs his father.â In a way he made sense, Karasu had always felt the absence of a father, but you in no way intended to place house with a war criminal. âWe have been fine without you and will continue to be.â Why wouldnât you stop being so selfish and understand him. âLetâs talk please. Listen to me.â You could only think to get your son out of here. âKarasu go outside. Iâll be there soon.â Following your words, he ran past Sasuke and went outside. He wouldnât leave without you so heâd stay put waiting for you.
The two of you were once again alone. Sasuke closed the door behind him. Every second he took a step towards you. Every second you took one back. The room felt as though it was closing in, temperature riding enough in your thin pajama pants and shirt. âI want us to be a family. I didnât know you were pregnant when I left. You knew how important restoring my clan is to me. I would have never left alone if I knew.â Eventually there was no more room to back into, a wall now embraced you with its freezing touch, a relief from this situation but a panic setter knowing you couldnât go anywhere else. âWe donât need you Sasuke. I have no intentions of living a home life with you. We can co-parent to allow you to know your son better but never will I be your house wife.â What a displeasing answer. There was something more sinister now in the way he looked at you. âYouâre nothing but a washed up ninja who didnât go on more than 10 missions. Do you really think you have a say in this? Iâve made it easier for the three of us by bringing you here. Even if you tried you think you could fight me? Understand you are in the inferior position. I will have my family and the restoration of my clan like it or not. You both are now mine to protect and love and your lack of acceptance will not keep me from having my family. Do you understand.â It wasnât a question, he knew you would understand because you knew youâd never be able to fight against him. He could kill you in any second. Head hung low as to not allow him to see your tears, what could you even say.
Rough hands brought your face closer to his, âI want the best for us. Iâve always loved you, and now you gave me all Iâve needed in life. So please, marry me.â It wasnât a statement it was a fact. You would be his wife and you would keep intact a perfect home and family.
Glad you're feeling better!. <3 I've never requested anything before so I'm kinda nervous lol, but can you do something with Orochimaru x reader who's one of his experiments and who he's super cruel to because she's super easy to manipulate, like always being mean and patronizing but acts kind and loving when it's convenient for him maybe with some Mommy kink cuz he's kind of a mommy hehe
Have a great day!
| Orochimaru anyone? Sprinkled some mommy kink in the end for you ;)
What day was it today? Maybe Wednesday? You werenât sure but you knew it had been days since Lord Orochimaru had left you here to observe the side effects of his newest experiment. To anyone else he was a cruel man, but to you, he was a savior. He had saved you from the tragic end your clan met, on that night your village was raided and annihilated. He appeared and took you to safety with him. What you didnât know what that he had been watching your family for a while, waiting for the moment in which theyâd be killed off to step in and âsave youâ. This way he would be in possession of your clanâs kekkei genkei. You owed him more than your life, and even if sometimes the experiments got extreme, heâd soothe any fear you held within you. Just like now. Lord Orochimaru appeared before you in the cell. It was hard to read his emotions, never able to tell what heâd treat you like today. But that was okay, youâd endure anything for him.
âHow are you feeling? No side effects I presume.â Kabuto stood behind him writing down all the answers to your responses. âThatâs right Lord Orochimaru Iâve been okay since the operation. There hasnât been anything out of the ordinary.â A smile spread across his face, âAmazing, Kabuto prepare the operating room for phase two.â Phase two? He told you this was only a one time thing. That you wouldnât have to go through an operation so brutal again. Kabuto turned on his heel and out of your cell, leaving just the two of you now. âBut Lord Orochimaru, you told me this was it for the experiment.â He was silent for a second, surprised you out of anyone would question him. But it couldnât be helped, he had lied. âOh dear, I just wouldnât want to worry your little head. I know you better than you know yourself and having told you that who knows how you wouldâve reacted. Itâs for your own good.â
Warmth fluttered across your chest, the once racing thoughts of being back on operating table ceased. He cared for you, he provided you with a sense of stability you would never find outside of here. Nonetheless you couldnât help the tears that would bubble on your waterline at the thought of being back on the operating table. You hated it even if it was Lord Orochimaru operating on you, and he knew that. You were so dedicated a few caring words and touches would have you even doing the operations on yourself.
The bed sunk with new weight on it, his slim fingers traveling up and down your arm leaving goosebumps in their wake. âPull it together. You know very well I have no place amongst me for weaklings. If you canât handle this minuscule operation what good would I have for you?â He was right, he had given you everything and you couldnât even bring yourself to do this for him. âIâm just scared Lord-â Fingers now gripping your face, mere inches from his, âI donât want to hear it. You think I would have spent so many resources on you if Iâd known youâd tuck your tail between you legs over something like this. Youâve done it use you can do it again. Donât be afraid my dear, do you trust so little my medical knowledge?â A muffled ânoâ followed his words. âThen I suggest wiping those tears, they drown out your alluring eyes.â Face now warm from his comment, why would you ever dare to question him, he was right. âI⊠I understand Lord Orochimaru.â
Smile spreading across his pale face, he was satisfied with your behavior now. However he wasnât such a cruel man, heâd ensure you went into this relaxed. âHow about a little something to distress your mind dear?â His hand freed your face now making its way down your arm as it did once before. âIâd appreciate that. Thank you Lord.â A smile so evident on your face, the words came out as if they were beams of sunshine. He was so kind to you.
His hand continued a downward decent, being a part of his experiments you spent a better time of your days in hospital gowns. This made it much easier for him to switch from your arm down to your exposed knees. Knees up to your thighs, thighs to your clothed hole. Gaze never faltering from yours, priding himself in watching all your small changes in expression. âI wouldnât want you to do anything youâre scared of dear, which is why Iâll ensure I take it all away from you.â With one hand he pushed apart your thighs, two slender fingers teasing the inners of your thigh. Only such a small touch was causing your breath to falter and have to adjust back to a normal breathing pattern. His other hand wrapped around your back bringing you closer to his body and finding itâs resting place upon your nipple. The small feeling through the cold hospital gown was enough to have it perk up. Almost simultaneously, fingers began to stimulate your nipple and clit, a moan escaping. This was a new found sensation to you. Of course you thought of Lord Orochimaru in ways that you would never publicly express, but never did you think those thoughts would manifest themselves.
Back arching from the double stimulation, Orochimaruâs arm pressing you into his body. As you began to think this couldnât get any better, his fingers slipped through your underwear, now directly in contact with you pussy. Fingers parting your folds and collecting your slick to spread it upwards. With this his fingers easily glided around your pussy, gliding smoothly around your clit. âWow, what a mess youâve made dear.â Face hanging low in embarrassment, âIâm sorry.â Fingers pinching your nipple to immediately bring your head back up. His fingers were now testing their speed, slowing and speeding up. The slow speed drawing out soft breaths, inversely a higher speed brought out sharp and resounding moans. He enjoyed seeing this switch in you, from hiding your sounds to not being able to control them. Finally he settled on a pace that seemed right in the middle, one that would lead you to the end.
âAm I your mother to you, always having to calm you down in stressful moments?â His âsâ were always so draw out in his speech. âAnswer me, what am I to you.â Unsure what to say, mind in a daze from his fingers allowing you to build your climax. âWhy are you making me wait for a response? You know I donât like to place this waiting game.â Despite his changing demeanor he never stopped his fingers. Pushing through your brain fog, you could bring an answer to him. âYes, yes your mommy. I need you to help me in any moment!â Just like that you felt it within you reaching its peak, head resting on his shoulder now as you let out a stuttered moan into his ear. He never stopped once allowing you to ride out your orgasm to its fullest. âYouâre a good girl for mommy.â
A few seconds passed as you relaxed your body against his, breathing stabilizing itself. His hands retracted from you, however he did something you wouldnât expect. With his hand covered in your slick, he brought it up to his lips wrapping his tongue around it and cleaning it. âWell I think youâve relaxed for now dear. Itâd say youâve done very well. Now clean yourself up, I donât need a leaking mess on my surgical table. Kabuto will be here shortly to escort you to the room.â Lord Orochimaruâs parting words as he closed the door to your cell.
Hello!
May I request Husband!Gaara (not yandere) x Wife!Fem!Reader + somnophilia + breeding, please? Only if you okay with that!
Thank you very much! <3
| Happy kinktober yall
It had been a rough few months for the Kazekage. First the Five Kage Summit had been attacked by Sasuke Uchiha, then Madara Uchiha appeared before them and declared the beginning of the Fourth Great War, and with that came the victory of the Allied Shinobi forces. But apart from all, he had been away too long from his precious wife, you. In preparation for the war Gaara had spent nearly every night in his office looking over battle plans and in meetings. In the time before the war, you wouldnât and couldnât stop worrying over your husband. Visiting him every day in the office with his three meals, hardly ever seeing him. And when the war began, you spent those two days praying day and night at the shrine. No one could remove you from inside the temple where you prayed for the safe return of your husband and the rest of the villages. Nonetheless the war was victorious. Gaara had returned and was ready to divert his full attention back to you.
The first thing you noticed was how tired he really was, of course he would be but you could see right through his facade. In his return to the village he held a strong face, never letting his villagers see how this war got the best of him. Celebrations erupted all around the Hidden Sand. Fireworks could be seen all throughout the sky, music blended together from different areas of celebrations. Gaara having to make appearances at a few of them with Kankuro and Temari. This was the perfect opportunity to make a perfect welcome home dinner for Gaara. Your husband had some strange preferences when it came to his favorite food, salted tongue and gizzard. It was as little bit of a hassle to prepare these dishes but it didnât matter. It never mattered the moment Gaara came home to a familiar scent and a smile snuck itâs way onto his lips. It didnât matter when you both sat at the table, Gaara taking the first spoonful of his meal and shortly after he presented a clean plate. All that mattered was your husband had returned to his loving wife.
After dinner you washed up the dishes while he took a needed shower, he was in there for quite some time. The shower dragged on for so long you had managed to clean the mess from dinner and you were now relaxing in bed. You were able to enjoy a few pages from a new book you had begun before Gaara stepped out of the bathroom. He looked like a new man, despite the war being so short the toll it took on him was very evident now that you both were alone. Peeling back the covers on his side of the bed, he fell immediately into the mattress. Eyes closed as a relaxed sign dragged out his mouth. Your heart ached at the thought of what he had to endure these past few days and before you knew it your eyes swelled with tears. This was the last thing Gaara needed, and you knew that. You didnât want him to console you, he shouldnât be the one to do so. As quietly as you could you sniffed all the tears away, but you werenât sly Gaara could easily hear you. His hand fell atop yours, your grip on the book loosening as it slide down the cover. His eyes showed genuine concern for you, Gaara was a man who could never brush off his wifeâs emotions that easily.
âOh donât look at me like that Gaara, I was just so worried about you. These were the loneliest times for me and Iâm sure for you.â His hands cupped your cheek, his breath faint on your lips before his kissed you. A kiss so deep it felt as though he was pouring all his emotions into, everything from these past few weeks. But that wasnât enough for the both of you, he pushed himself up coming over your body looming over you making sure to not break the kiss. His tongue and yours entangling in the middle, not wanting to submit to the other. âI canât help it, the feeling I get seeing you cry for me.â His voice noticeably lower and quieter, eyes piercing into yours as he pulled away from your lips, despite the room only being illuminated by a few table lamps his lips glistened.
His hands made quick work of your nightgown, easily pulling it over you and discarding it to the closet corner of the room. You follow suit, lifting his shirt off, feeling his still damp skin come into contact with your bare breasts as he returns his attention to your mouth. In addition to his lips on you, gaaraâs hands quickly made their debut finding their place over your underwear. He was always so gentle with you knowing exactly the soft pace that could easily push you over the edge. It was such an intimate position, chest on chest, lips on lips, you both were practically becoming one. But this wasnât enough for Gaara, after seeing the agony in your eyes heâd make sure you were left with a living memory of both of you.
Your underwear easily soaked from his delicate fingers, however he had not ventured past the fabric, such a cruel man teasing you through your underwear. He was teasing you, working you up, bringing you to the very top just to let you fall back down. Every one of your complaints being drowned out into his lips. âPlease Gaara donât be like this.â Lips downturned and shaking, it was frustrating. It didnât matter, the Kazekage liked to have his fun so he began again. Two fingers circled around your clit, a slow pace before he gradual speed up to the one that made you want to close your thighs. He knew to keep it that way, a change in pace was a loss of euphoria, and since this was his fourth time teasing you it didnât take long for you to begin whining again.
âPlease please Gaara! Please.. please just let me cum.â This was all he wanted, he wanted to see you gushing from your pussy and eyes because of him. Lost in the reflection of your tears, he didnât pull away his fingers maintaining his pace, watching as they lost their grip from your eye lashes and streamed down your cheeks as he brought you to orgasm.
He couldnât take it anymore, lazily rushing his pants down enough to bring out his cock. âIâm going to make sure you never cry again because of my absence do you understand.â Pushing aside your soaked underwear, he couldnât be bothered wasting time as to take it off. Lining himself up, it was an easy entrance seeing how wet you were left. Clenching around his cock, you were still sensitive from your orgasm but it was an immediate relief to feel him inside you. In less than a second. Gaara managed to fully plant himself inside of you, basking for a moment in you after so long.
His cock began to twitch on its own in you, he wasnât too sure heâd last the same time as usual after so long. Hands placed atop your stomach while slightly pressing down, he began to pull out before pushing in. âItâs been so long, I have so much to spill inside of you. I want to see you leaking with my seed after this.â His words were spoken as if they were a promise because they were. Gaara was a determined man, and so he would do as he said.
His pace was erratic causing him to slip out a few times. Never had you seen your husband so driven by lust, it was a sight to behold. Cursed were whispered anything it would slip out and he had to break concentration to slip it back in. No matter, he continued on.
âYouâve always looked so beautiful when you cry, thereâs no way a man would be able to resist their wife when theyâre in that state. I just canât, so I have to give you my all.â Your hands came up to caress his cheek, although they were lustful there was something touching about his words. âIâll take anything you give to me Gaara.â That was it, your words alone were enough to push closer to that finish line, God the things he would to see you constantly spilling out with him, and in a few months bearing his child. He could only imagine his coming reality with you.
His breathing faltered for a moment, body hunched over yours as he held himself deep in you. âIâll⊠Iâll make you a mother with you⊠making sure youâre so full of me youâll never without a piece of me againâŠâ Emptying everything out of him, it was so much that had been stored after so long. Holding his position within you even after he was done, âI canât risk any of it spilling outâ.
It had taken everything out of him, Gaara collapsed onto your chest still inside of you. His cock now softened, but it didnât matter. He could only imagine now what these next months would bring for the both of you. Heâd come inside of you every day to make sure you bear his child, that and he just couldnât help the sight of seeing you spill out after he pulled out. Eyes heavy now, you both could no longer stay awake, hands entangled in his red hair as his wrapped around your body. Kissing your midsection before drifting into a much deserved rest.
Sorry for my absence, I just got back from a Yosemite trip. I had very limited service :(.I also fell off a small cliff so Iâm kinda recovering from that⊠outside activities are not for me. But Iâm back and should be more active this week! Thank you everyone for being so patient. Enjoy a photo of the stars!
hello can you plz do a Yandere nagato pain and konan x female reader similar to Yahiko plz and when Naruto and kakashi and Sakura and the female reader ends up fighting the akatsuki they met before battling them pain or nagato and konan look at the reader and they saw Yahiko in the female reader and they got flashbacks from yahikoâs death and they look at her and they widen their eyes and kidnap her but all of the akatsuki loses except for konan and nagato or pain and they kidnap her and take her in a rain village and can you do NSFW
Yan! Nagato & Konan
TW. non-con
For this one I couldnât see Nagato participating in the NSFW. He sees you more as his best friend Yahiko and he only feels the need to protect you. However Yahiko was Konanâs love so sheâs the only one would be included in the NSFW. Im sorry if you wanted to see it the other way Anon.
There you were. There he was, Yahiko. Somehow in the middle of this battle he had appeared right in front of them,alive. It was unlike his corpse that they had kept to control. The dead Yahiko had lost the sparkle in his eyes, his will, he was dead. The only difference now was he was alive and his physical appearance. His hair was different, he looked smaller, but most importantly of all he was a girl. That didnât matter. The look in your, his eyes was that same optimism. The way you constantly checked up on your comrades during the battle, the way you took priority of getting hurt if it meant protecting your them. It was all Yahiko, everything he had done on that day, when he gave his life to save his friends. But now they had the chance to make it right. They would take you back, and bring you back home.
It was now silent, everyone was exhausted. Sakura had taken over healing Naruto, while you and Kakashi stayed in the front lines. The two Akatsuki members you had been fighting had retreated out of no where. However you got chills in your spine remembering how the woman stared you down, her partner, the leader of the Akatsuki no better. âTheyâre goneâ you spoke lowly to Kakashi-sensei, he only nodded in response to you. He was on the verge of collapse having exhausted his sharingan. But this is what they wanted, the motive of the fight had been changed the minute they had seen you. Everyoneâs heart was ready to burst from their chest, reactions times slowed and it was time. Paper began to surround your body, a silent capture. The lack of oxygen within the enclosure in due time caused you to become unconscious.
Eyes fluttering open as if you had just awoken from a nap, you could have mistakes it for one due to waking up in such a comfortable bed, covered by a fluffy duvet. However, your bed was as hard as ever, and you simply didnât make enough to own a duvet. Sitting up to properly scan the surroundings, only to discover you were alone, rain hitting heavily on the roof of wherever you are. It was gloomy, a large window in the room allowed some light to come in. What you could see clearing around you were pictures, pictures of the same orange haired man, identical to the one you had fought. Could it have been the same man? It was impossible, the one in the photos didnât possess the rinnegan. However what caught your attention were the two people next to him. The paper jutsu woman you had fought, and a red haired boy. Wherever you were, it was evident that you had been taken hostage by the Akatsuki. Perhaps to lure out Naruto?
The door opened behind you, quickly you put down the photo you had been examining. Kunai flying out your hand towards the person entering, âTell me where I am.â An extra kunai still in your hand, pointed straight at her. âI brought you something to eat. I mean no harm.â Her voice was soft, no hint of malice behind it. Slowly she made her way towards you, placing a tray of food on the nightstand. Picking up the photo of the three of them, she repeatedly looked between the photo and you. âYou remind us so much of him.â Your kunai lowered a bit, confusion written all over you. Who is she talking about? âWhat do you mean? And whoâs us?â Maybe it was because she was a fellow woman. You lowered your guard just a little, but still you couldnât help but want to hear her out.
âYahiko, he was our best friend. Once the leader of the Akatsuki years ago but he died protecting his comrades.â It left you stunned, because well the leader of the Akatsuki was that Pain guy you fought just before this. âI donât understand, so who is the leader of the Akatsuki now.â She was silent, hesitant even to respond to your question. âThat doesnât matter now, what matters is youâre home. This is where you belong. With us. Youâre just like Yahiko, we canât let you go again.â Her steps went forward in your direction, she sounded insane. You didnât know this Yahiko guy, much less would you compare to him. Kunai raising once again, a warning for her to not step any closer. It didnât make her hesitant, she continued forward only to not attack but hug you. A warm embrace, one given to a lover after having spent so much time away from them. Suffocating it was. Kunai aiming straight for her back, with one swift movement it rushed to her only to be stopped by her paper tightly wrapping around your hand. The attack never faltering her, only focused on continuing to tightly embrace you.
After a few seconds, she had let go, a smile decorated her face. No words were exchanged after, the air feeling tense on your part. What do you even say in these situations? âI made a promise I would be the pillar to Yahiko and Nagatoâs will. I know youâre somehow continuing this. You hold a piece of him in you.â She grabbed your hand, encompassing it between both of hers. âIâll leave you now to enjoy your meal.â With that she left the room, leaving you to process everything she had told you. It left your mind pacing. Did they bring you here to simply tell you that? Not possible with how she kept repeating this was âyour homeâ. So what, would they keep you here? Make you act as their deceased friend? Or maybe theyâd do that but also use this as a way to lure the nine-tails. No matter what that woman had told you she was still part of the Akatsuki.
No matter what, youâd escape from here. The door was too risky, they could be on the other side, so your only point of escape was the window. The window allowed you to see tens of buildings, all practically touching the heavens. Since waking up the rain hasnât bothered to let up, no matter what the rain is the best to wash away your scent. The window was large, large enough to fit you through it however it had no latch to open. Rolling your eyes, âwhat is the point of a window then.â Your only option now is to break it, and so you did. Streaming your chakra through your fingers that were pressed against the glass, having it break from the constant stream. In one crashing drop all the glass came down, rain beginning to pour into the room.
Poles and antennas stuck out from the sides of surrounding buildings, these quickly became your stepping stones to finding a way out of this place. Not only that but they allowed you to see just how high you were, the ground was barely visibly, mist from the rain making everything hard to see. However what you could make out were the lights below you, street lamps perhaps. If there is light, there is civilization. While mapping out the best possible way to get down efficiently, a hand come upon your wet shoulder. âAnd where do you think youâre going.â You didnât have to turn around to figure out whose voice this was. This was the same man who had expressed his beliefs that pain would never fully be understood by everyone, that one must experience their own pain to understand another.
His hand tightened on your shoulder, fingers digging into your skin. âAre you the man your partner spoke of? The one Iâm told I resemble?â You couldnât let him know just how fast your heart was beating, any wrong move and he could kill you. Grateful he had snuck up behind you so as to not see the fearful look on your face. âNo, he is now long gone. His soul rests in another place.â You were so confused, so then why did he look identical to the man in the picture and where was the other with the red hair? You knew Yahiko was the one with the orange hair, you could see the way the woman from before lovingly and longingly stared at him in the photograph. However there wasnât any chance for you to ask a follow up question as Pain swiftly knocked you unconscious. The last thing in your memory was being picked up as your body began to let out.
This time when you woke up, your hands were bound to the bed. Rope chafed against your wrists, only worsening by every pull you tried to regain freedom. Despite having been out in the rain, your body was dry and warm. This didnât feel like the clothes you had on before, these were much more comfortable and loose. Your body shivering at the idea that one of them had clothed you, seeing you in such a vulnerable state as when youâre unclothed. It was a while that you were left alone with your thoughts, not knowing how many hours had passed since your capture. It had surely been many, by the time that door opened again the sun had whisked itself away leaving you in a dark room. Footsteps could be made out with the opening of the door, two pairs of them by the sound of it, no need to think hard on who it could be. Moonlight poured into the room, allowing you to see the, full now. âI see youâre awake now. By the looks of your wrists it looks like itâs been a while.â Was he mocking you? You couldnât tell his voice was so stoic. The woman made her way to your side, taking a closer looking at your wrists. âIâll bring you an ointment later, so try not to rub against the ropes anymore. We only did it as a precaution, we canât have you trying to leave again.â Maybe it was seeing you there tied up in front of her, but something about the situation had possessed Konan to lean down and kiss you. A soft kiss on your lips. Eyes wide, lips shut. What was wrong with this woman? It was quick but it felt as though she had poured all her emotions into it in that single second.
âKonan.â Painâs voice was sharp, a warning to Konan to think more carefully of her actions. Nonetheless she remained sitting at your side, shortly being joined by Pain on the other. âYouâll stay here from now on. Forget about those from the Hidden Leaf. Here in the Hidden Rain is where your new life will be born. One alongside us, together we will have our peace and forget our pain.â His eyes were focused on nothing in particular, they held a far away look, a look someone would have when they are imagining. Konanâs hand came to caress your hair. âUnderstand that you have Yahikoâs will, you carry that ambitious look in your eyes as he once did. We will do anything to protect it, we will do anything to protect you.â Her voice was gentle, trying her best to get you to understand their side of the situation. And so there she went again, first a kiss on your forehead, then your nose, and despite moving your head side to side, she once again planted her lips on yours. This time staying longer, even if you refused to reciprocate she kept herself there.
Although it wasnât visible in such dim lighting, her cheeks were painted a rosey color. Continuing her decent down your face, until she reached your neck. Making herself comfortable between the junction of your neck, altering between kissing and sucking, it would surely leave a bruise. But that was all her intention. Hand coming down from your hair to the valley of your chest, tracing down through your stomach, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Nonetheless her hand didnât stop there, it continued downward landing itself right in between your legs. Your breath hitched, not only from her rough kissing but from this new found touch. Her hand began to rub small circles through your clothes, the sensation was soft perfectly in sync with her kissing. However as Konan forwarded her advances towards you, Pain had taken it as his cue to leave. Yahiko was his best friend, and he would do anything now to protect you. He knew of Konanâs affections for Yahiko before so he understood perfectly well why she was doing this to you. Because he loved Konan, and he loved Yahiko he would become your protector.
The bed spring back up on your side, he was leaving. Watching as he walked through the door, only to lock back at you. His eyes fixated on your form, seeing your discomfort from the way Konan was touching you, but he would do nothing. The three of them were reunited again, even if Nagato was not physically there. Soon enough youâd come around, after spending some time with her youâd understand.
Even as the door clicked close Konan didnât break her focus on you. Her fingers gradually picked up pace until she hit a speed that was drawing out sounds from you. Her heart swelled with pride at everyone moan she was able to bring out from you, her only desire now in life to hear them forever. They were sickening, the feeling one gets after eating too many sweets. The way you feel sick but canât deny yourself another bite, and another, and another. Is this what she has been living for? From that fateful day, to now she had a reason to continue, to further the Akatsuki. But this, but you, had breathed new life into her. Her lips detached from your neck, leaving behind a purple bruise her own symbol of ownership over you. She now locked onto your face, wanting to see every single reaction you had to her. Her lips were rosy and glossy, just like her cheeks. Truly in any other circumstance you wouldâve admired her beauty. Her free hand coming up to palm your clothed nipple. Her thumb began to circle around it, the motions similar to her other hand. Konan knew by your reaction it was best to coordinate the speeds. In her head, she knew the tears falling out your eyes were tears of pleasure and joy.
The double sensation in your body only causes your legs to close in reaction. Each time she would use her arm to push one down, but eventually she accepted the grip around her hand, exerting more force as it became harder to move freely in between the plush of your thighs. You knew you were close, as much as you didnât want to accept it, and she knew it too. She felt the way your thighs began to quiver, losing strength to keep themselves closed. And so she didnât speed up, she maintained the pace that would guide you to your peak. Eyes more focused than over on your face, wanting to take it all in. It had been silent up to now, the occasional sniffling in between your repressed moans, but all you. However Konan broke the silence as you reached your climax. In between closed eyes, and white painting your vision, a soft âI love youâ could be made out. Your hands pulled on the restraints as your body tensed up, pain in your wrists quickly taking you over. Eyes opening back up to feel Konan undoing the ropes, hands immediately dropping to bed. You could only sit there motionless, if you ran youâd be sure theyâd find you in no time. After all one of your opponents possessed the Rinnegan, you could only hope your team could find you and save you soon.
Konan laid beside you now resting on her side, head planted on your shoulder with her hand across your chest fiddling with your hair. For once in her life she was at ease. Her sunshine in all this had just appeared while yours was fading by the minute.
Omg Iâll give yall a little sneak peek of what I have in the drafts at the moment I luckily have a break between classes rn. So we have yan! Pain and Konan scenario. An Orochimaru scenario, and a yan Suigestu. Kisame as well and a few more scenarios with Itachi, Shisui, and Madara. I try to work on them between my classes but yall cali is having a heat spike rn so send helpđ.
Just discovered your blog and I just gotta say AMAZING!
I saw that requests are open, if they're still open then can I request the Akatsuki (not yandere) being mean to and gang nonconning a weak and shy jinchuriki they captured? I saw you only write up to 5 characters so you can pick whichever 5 Akatsuki members you want! Have a good day!â€ïž
Caught
| Pain Deidara Sasori Hidan Itachi
| Tw. Gang rape Non-con Anal Blood Necrophilia (technically with pain)
WC. 5.5k
For story purposes reader has the three tails,since itâs the only one without a JinchĆ«riki. Itâs a little bit of an odd pairing but I went with what I believe are the more liked ones. Maybe not Hidan, heâs just my indulgence. Also w/ Hidanâs ability you feel both pain and pleasure. I think thatâs all the disclaimers now
The trees were still, not a single noise was out of place for you. A night just like any other. This forest was all you had known since your childhood. Your parents had died when you were 16, and for the last two years youâd been surviving here on your own. Well not entirely on your own. The three tails resided in within you. After you had become a JinchĆ«riki at the age of five, your family fled your village in fear people would target you. Many villages came after you, hoping to take you back with them and use you as military power. But somehow your parents always fended them off. They taught you ninjutsu, seeing as they were Shinobi yourself, but nothing extraordinary. Nothing that could save you from the predicament that had sprouted from this serene forest.
Two robed figures stood in front of you, a man with bright yellow hair and a hunched one you could only assume to be his partner. At first thinking they might have been lost travelers, but the thought quickly disappearing when the hunched man threw off his cloak and launched what looked like a scorpion tail at you.You jumped back, managing to barely escape his attack. A large hole now visible in the ground where he struck. âHm I guess itâs my turn.â The other man threw what seemed to be a round white ball, quickly exploding upon impact. Exploding on your arm, pain shot through out it all. Whoever these guys were, were significantly stronger than you. And it didnât take much for them to take you down, a girl who still didnât know much about actually fighting in battle. They both took a position next to you, one to your left the other to your right. Simultaneously they launched their attacks on you, a bomb to your right, a scorpion tail to your left. Having no previous battle experience, a proper defense reaction didnât occur to you, and you were hit. All you could see as you laid on the ground was the two men staring down at you. âHurry up and finish tying her up Deidara. I donât like to wait.â
The next time your eyes opened, there wasnât two men staring down at you, only a rock ceiling. Your hands and legs had been bounded, barely able to sit up. It was dark, your eyes only beginning to adjust, pupils dilating trying to take in any light. Once your eyes adjusted, you looked up to see giant hands, two hands just still in the air. What stood behind you was am enormous statue of a petrified monster. Heart picking up itâd pace every moment you stared longer at it, but within a minute the statue didnât move so you could breathe a little. âWhat is this.â You spoke out to no one, however you received a response back. âSheâs awake Sasori. What you see before you is where that little tailed beast inside of you will soon reside.â The voice spoke from a nearby ledge in what you could only assume now is cave with its lack of light.
The voice, dropped down, now able to make them out to be the yellow haired man from before; the silhouette of his pony tail giving away his identity. âItâs such a pain to be in this musty cave, I donât understand why leader hasnât called us all to seal this brat yet Sasori my man, hm.â He approached you, circling you now. He was analyzing your next move, would you fight back maybe? Unlikely considering the weak one you had put up when they captured you. âSheâs quite cute. Maybe leader will let us keep her for a while. Come down here Sasori, and take a look for yourself.â A thump landed next to you. It was the hunched man, who now had a name to his face. âStop messing around Deidara.â, Sasoriâs voice was low already, but the annoyance towards his partner lowered it farther. Before Deidara could snap back at him, a voice called out their names. Quickly they jumped from their position to the fingers of the monster statue. Holograms appeared on each hand, every finger now occupied. âHow did the capture of the three tails go?â A hologram with spiky hair spoke, your neck strained trying to see them all from your position on the floor. âIt wasnât that hard. Sheâs awake, sitting right below us. But I doubt sheâll fight back, she proved herself a weakling in battle.â Sasori spoke up. Everyoneâs eyes now lowered to the floor, they hadnât had a JinchĆ«riki conscious in their meeting.
âLet me use her for my ritual for a while before we store the three tails yeah?â One that seemed to have a weapon attached on his back spoke up. You eyes only widened at his words, what possible ritual could he be talking about? âShut up before I kill you Hidan.âChimed the hologram right next to him. âYeah yeah we both know that ainât happening Kakuzu.â The pair bantered back and forth before the spikey haired man spoke again, âWe wonât be storing the three tails today, so do with her as you please, just donât kill her. That is all, you may return now.â Just as he appeared, he was gone. âWell Kakuzu, Iâll be taking up on the offer so Iâll see you soon.â Slowly all the holograms disappeared, not before making eye contact with a specific one. Those red glowing eyes, could it have been a sharingan?
Deidara and Sasori were the last two up there. They seemed to be whispering about something, their voices just at the tone where it made it impossible to decipher the words. Shortly after their secret meeting was over. âWell my man Sasori I think we should get started before the others come to interrupt our fun hm.â Both the men discarded their black robes, Sasori took an extra step; out came a young looking man from the hunched figure. âPlease just let me go and Iâll tell no one of what you did. Please just let me go!â Practically screaming now in their faces. You werenât stupid, you knew what their idea of âfunâ was. âEven if we wanted to, which we donât. We canât. After we finish with you here, that three tails of yours will be sealed away and youâll be dead.â Sasoriâs voice was cold. Not even being able to see properly from the way the tears erupted from your eyes. With a kunai Deidara cut the front of your shirt, hands and legs still tied just incase you tried anything funny. âCome on Sasori we canât do anything if we keep her hands tied up.â Sasori rolled his eyes, motioning with his hand for Deidara to do what he wants. Your hands were now free but Sasori immediately attached chakra threads to your wrists. They could never be too safe with a JinchĆ«riki. âEither you can do it willingly or I wonât hesitate with my chakra threads.â
Deidara now stood in front of you, eye level with his mid section. Sasori to the left of you, his chakra strands bringing your hand up to the band of his pants. âI think you know what to do now girl un.â With one hand each, their pants came down simultaneously. You could now see clearly the mouths on Deidaraâs hands as he came to down to play with himself. He guided himself forward, tapping the tip against your lips. Refusing to open for him, his free hand came to the side of your cheek his extra mouth licking your face. Before you could even open your mouth fully, he shoved himself into you. His tip immediately hitting the back of your throat causing your gap reflex to activate. Coughing while his dick was in your mouth proved to be a challenge, he pulled himself back slightly to allow you more breathing one. But while one assault finished a new one continued. Sasori refused to be forgotten from the fun and with his chakra strings, he positioned your hand loosely on his base. For someone with a puppet body it amazed you that this was the one thing that remained human. âItâs works just like any other so donât be afraid to test what I just told you.â Your hand began to move up and down his cock, a shutter coming from Sasori. Not only did he practically dedicate himself to his art, but being in the Akatsuki never gave him the time of day to thing about pleasure. Which is why this simple movement from your hands had small sounds escaping from his mouth.
While your hand pumped Sasoriâs, Deidara placed the hand that was previously on your cheek behind your head. His fingers tightly interlocked in your hair, he now had a tight hold to fuck your face. And that he did. With your breathing finally normalizing and your coughing diminishing, he wasted now time in shoving himself back in. Having regulated your breath for nothing. âUse your tongue come on hmâ, he whined from above. He was practically giving you whiplash from how hard he was fucking himself into your face. His balls slapping against your chin, and his tip narrowly avoiding your uvula. You want to throw up. Not only from gagging but from being forced to fuck the men you know will have a hand in your death after theyâve spilled enough inside of you.
âGo fasterâ, Sasori demanded of you. His chakra threads felt looser as you began to comply with him. Both men were letting out groans, their inevitable end coming soon. They were so deprived from any type of pleasure lately this would enough from them, however after they recover from this first orgasm theyâll make sure the next will be thanks to whatâs between your legs. The pace you had was not enough for Sasori as his chakra threads took control again. Your hand was now vigorously moving, twisting around his cock while simultaneously moving up and down. This pace being something you couldâve never set on your own. Deidara wasnât letting up either, your head ached from his grip, your chin probably now red from his balls continuously hitting it. They both seemed to choke up on their moans, immediately feeling a foreign liquid in your mouth. It was salty, only causing you to gag from its revolting taste. âAwe shitâ. Sasori finshed in your hand, however due to having a puppet body he had no semen to expel. However the orgasm still rang through his body, a string of curses leaving his mouth. Deidara pulled his cock out, taking this as your chance to spit out his semen. But he saw your next move, his hand came over your mouth, his hand-tongue licking your lips. âYou better fucking swallow it.â His eyes were dark, his hand firm on your face. âAnd when you do, open your mouth so I can double check un.â
You did as he said, not wanting to anger him and expedite your death but maybe that wouldnât be such a bad idea. Pain began to spread through your ass from the hard rock floor. You shifted slightly, now free from Sasoriâs chakra threads, hoping this new position would subdue the pain. Nonetheless it didnât matter soon enough. Light began to pour into the cave, the sound of something heavy being dragged echoed. Eyes squinted from the sudden rush of light, slowly adjusting. Deidara and Sasoriâs had finished readjusting their clothes, attention now turned to the entrance to see which one of their members had come.
âWell well it looks like the partyâs already started.â The backlight figure continued to walk towards the three of you, until you could finally make it out to be the hologram with the weapon on his back, the one called Hidan. He had a maniacal look in his eye, wasting no time to remove his sythe from his back as he approached you. âHidan, donât kill her. Sheâs not a sacrifice for your God.â Sasori glared at him, obviously accustomed to his traditions. He rolled his eyes, âI didnât say I was gonna kill her did I?â Deidara only watched in amusement from the sidelines as Hidanâs sythe was thrown at your face. The tip from one of the three blades cutting into the supple flesh of your cheek, quickly retracting back into Hidanâs grip. So graceful yet so careless with it. The red of your blood blending into the color of his blade. The blade now up to his lips, tongue swiping across it knowing perfectly around it as to not cut himself. Like that would matter to him. The immediate presence of your blood on his tongue changed his entire appearance, body going from looking of normal flesh to being as if his skeleton had been brought forth out of him. âWhat⊠what just happened to himâŠâ eyes practically bullying from your head, confusion and fear evident on your face. Would the same happen to you since it was your blood that had done that to him?
Hidanâs laugh now roared throughout the cave, echoing off every empty wall. It was haunting, terrifying, he was a damn psychopath and you could tell this wasnât the end of his actions with you. His eyes now stared directly at you, never breaking contact as he pulled a sharo baton from inside his cloak. âThatâs his crazy ritual to his God. You can never get used to how just over the top and dramatic he is with it.â Deidara answered your question from early, was this what he meant by what he had said before? Immediately after Hidan spoke up, almost interrupting Deidara, âIâll give you one chance to submit yourself to Lord Jashin.â Who? âAccept him into your life and I wonât have to do this.â The baton was now aimed at his palm, his eyes staring you down from any answer. If this was the way out, youâd gladly accept this âJashinâ. Head nodding at a pace that you almost gave yourself whiplash for a second time that day. âThatâs too fucking bad bitch. Jashin wouldnât want a whore like you to serve him.â With those parting words, the baton cut halfway into his palm. Bleed pooled onto the floor, a sufficient amount for him to drag it first into a circle and then a triangle inside. âRitual completeâ, being the only thing he uttered. âOne of you two untie her completely, after this she wonât have enough strength to run away.â On his words, Sasori being the closet to you undid the rope on your legs. Just as you stood up, pain shot through your leg, your calf on fire. Hidanâs laugh the only thing you could hear apart from the ringing in your eyes. Barely being able to lift your head, you saw he had the baton wedged in his calf as well but he looked to be enjoying it.
âAh fuck, your pained face gets me going.â You didnât know the extent of his jutsu, but youâd be finding out real soon. He dropped the baton next to him, his non-bleeding hand coming into his cloak and done his pants. Cock already straining against his pants he couldnât help himself and began to palm it through the fabric. Immediately you felt it too. This pyschoâs powers made you feel everything he felt physically, pain or pleasure. To Hidan this was perfect, the stinging in his calf, the relief of his hand on his cock. An immediate heaven. âStopâŠpleaseâ voice weak, unable to find any strength in yourself to speak up. Your head spun, unable to find a middle ground from the feeling in between your legs, undoubtedly creating a wet stain, and the pain in your calf. He increased his pace, hand now inside of his pants, the strain to unbearable now. Your pleasure amplified, unable to resist the noises your body produced. Soft moans left your mouth, hunched down on the floor using your good leg to kneel for support on it. The other two members couldnât doubt their oncoming arousal from the sounds you made. Soon enough theyâd be ready to go again with you, but for now they lazily stroked themselves. âDoesnât it feel so good, the mix of both these feelings!â You could only cry out as a response, but before he could proceed any further the three members sensed two new chakras in the cave. Somehow these two had made it in within without making a sound.
Glowing purple and red eyes, the rinnegan and sharingan. All eyes averted towards them, tension thick in the air. No one would except the leader of the Akatsuki and Itachi to participate in this. But then again in this line of work everyone was deprived of simple things in lives, they just couldnât help themselves to a little divulgence. âPlease donât stop Hidan, we are here to join in. Show her your version of pain if need be.â Your head snapped between the men now. He took no time in resuming what he was doing. How could someone have such lack of embarrassment, then again all these men were here for the same thing. Itachi stayed silent as he watched the scene unfold in front of him, taking in your battered form. Eyes puffy, tears dried on your face, calf bleeding while you cry from a forced pleasure. It did something inside of him. The wanted to be responsible next for those sounds coming out of your mouth.
Hidanâs pumped himself at a quickening rate, the orgasm building in his body and in yours. However he wouldnât let you have it so easily, so just as you both were sent over the edge, he stopped. The build up on your untouched clit fading away. âJoin in, donât stand there like some creeps just watching.â Deidara, Sasori, and Pain all approached you, Itachi would continue to watch for now while it seemed as if Hidan was restricted to the symbol h had drawn on the floor. You stayed on the floor, still unable to get up from your earlier injury. The three men circled around you. Deidara sat down in front of you âLift yourself up, we canât do anything to you if you still have those rags onâ he said pointing to your pants. So far your pants had been the last scratch of dignity you had, now it was about to be stripped away.
With your pants lowered to your knees, Deidara could put into action his plan. His mouth-hand latched onto your nipple while the other went straight down on your clit. The sudden feeling sent a moan flying out of you, rapidly trying to shut yourself up. The guilt tripling in your body from allowing such reactions to occur. Nonetheless it wouldnât matter, your head was pulled to the side by Pain his cock already in hand. Rods poked out from the side of his length. âOpenâ were the only words he spoke to you before relishing in the warmth of your mouth. While pain adjusted to your mouth, Sasori attached his chakra threads back to your wrist, hand moving up towards his base. Pain didnât grip your hair to shove your face back and forth, instead he simply bucked his hips back and forth into you. Such an unstable position for you led to your head moving around. âHollow out your cheeks and put your tongue under itâ luckily he wasnât as big as Deidara who nearly choked you, but he moved at such a pace it stained your neck muscles in any way. Scared of the man who led such powerful shinobis, you did as he told. The sudden vacuum you created with your mouth, left Pain hissing in pleasure. What you didnât know was the man you currently had in your mouth was feeling no pleasure and instead someone near by the man who was controlling him and was feeling everything.
Your fingers tightened around Sasoriâs length starting at the base of his cock. Sasori felt cold, his body was cold. How could someone be so far away from being a human yet still possess the ability to feel lust. All he wanted right now was to achieve another orgasm. âWhat if we keep her as our Akatsuki whore Pain? It canât be such a big deal if we donât get all the tailed beasts right. Plus I think this is a better suited life for her, just being our little plaything, hm.â Deidara spoke up with his unoccupied mouth, youâd rather death than this. If only you had the means to say that to his face and defend your ground. Before you knew it, Deidara had taken your free hand and placed it over his cock. You were completely invaded by them. Hidan continued to slowly play with his tip, lathered with precum, clit pulsing from his actions. What didnât help was Deidaraâs hand-mouth kept kitten licking your clit. Moans vibrated around Painâs cock, leaving him groaning above you.
However that was all brought down when Hidan picked his Baton back up, hand never moving from his cock as to not draw your attention back to him. With it back in hand, he stabbed his upper arm, head pulling back from Pain to scream, blood began to rush out your left arm. However it didnât falter as it was held the chakra threads. âYouâre luckily she has my chakra threads Hidan, or else her arm would be useless.â Sasori glared at Hidan, he almost got in the way of his climax. Every jerk and pull of Sasoriâs cock sent a shock of pain throughout your arm. Tears began up again as Pain grabbed your face redirecting it back to his cock.
âThat felt good right bitch. Youâre crying now but soon youâll be begging me to give you more pain.â Hidan screamed from his position to you. The blood curdling scream you let out made more blood rush to his boner. He jerked off faster, blood trickled down from his wound onto his cock. The lather of the liquid making his hand easily slid up and down. Involuntary bucking your hips now against Deidaraâs hand, your movements on Deidaraâs cock faltering from being bombarded with so many feelings at once. The knot in your stomach growing tighter. Just as you were about to be pushed over the edge, he screamed at Deidara. âDonât let the bitch have it Deidara.â With Hidanâs words, he retreated his hand from your clit licking the excess liquid from around the palm. How many more times did he plan to do this you? You hated these men, but this was sending you over the edge.
âSheâs such a slut, didnât even bother to stop sucking Painâs dick after that.â Deidara piped up, never having felt so humiliated in your life. Pain was silent throughout this whole ordeal, his man focus on getting the best out of your mouth and that he was doing. The rods grazing the sides of your cheeks, not enough to hurt you but enough that they were becoming a nuisance after he had Mae you hollow out your cheeks. He felt strange being so cold, his temperature almost on the verge of giving you a brain freeze. But all those thoughts were pushed aside when his thrusts became erratic, your nose grazing his pubic bone, ginger hairs tickling your nose. His upper body hunched over you, hand on the back of your head stopping any of your movements and just keeping his dick nestled in the back of your throat. However, just like Sasori, he expelled no semen from his body. He whispered a string of curses, his mouth not far from your ear. With your mouth now unoccupied by Pain, the screams from the injury of your arm came rolling out. What didnât help was Sasori was approaching his end and sending up your arm, it felt as though any moment itâd rip. His hips thrust into your hand, no longer solely relying on the chakra threads to do his bidding. His groans ceased as he reached his end, arm dropping now to your side. The only one that was left was Deidara, but he figured heâd finish after he was inside of you.
âStand upâ this time it was a new voice. One that had remained on the sidelines, just watching. But now he stepped up to have his turn. Itachi wasnât a man to waste time with measly foreplay but instead he preferred the real thing. Sasori removed himself from you, his face looked tired, he was spent from those two orgasms. With all the strength in you, you stood up, all your weight on one leg. Immediately one of Deidaraâs hand spit out a white bulb taking on the shape of a large flat cube. Itachi sat on the edge of the white cube, cloak to the side of him. He motioned for you to come over to him, pulling himself further back on the table. âGet on topâ Deidara stood behind you, hand on the small of your back guiding you towards Itachi. Your calf still stung with every step you took, but the bleeding had managed to subside. Knees on the table, leg on each side of him, Itachiâs legs hanging off the edge. Forcefully pushing your hips into position where you were now straddling him, your soaked pussy directly above his now unclothed cock. Behind you was still Deidara who took the liberty of beginning to rub his tip on your ass. Everyone except Sasori had now taken their positions around you, Pain standing on the table, to the right of you and Itachi, Hidan right next to him but only on his knees.
âLetâs give her a good send off hm.â Out of no where Deidara pushed his cock inside of your ass. A scream ripped from your mouth, he had practically ripped you in half. Itachi followed suit, his entrance into you easier than Deidaraâs, the slick of your pussy allowing him easy access. They began a switch off of thrusting, when Deidara would go in, Itachi came out. With this tactic never once did you feel empty, a constant stretch in your body. Both the men to the side of you began to lazily stroke their cocks, however this wouldnât be enough for them, they needed to have you also paying attention to their needs. Pain had quite enjoyed the home he had made out of your mouth, not wasting another second in placing himself back in. Hidan now out of his jutsu, a relief to know you wouldnât be injured anymore, however not stopping him from guiding your hand down to his cock. After all this time of teasing and edging both you and him, heâd reach his end by your hand.
The members all seemed to flow into a rhythm, their synchronized combat skills coming out on display in this very moment. Deidaraâs hands came around your chest, latching onto your breasts. Just like before, the stimulation left you moaning around Painâs cock. His rods seemingly being the only warmth that would come through his body. He looked down at you, hand reaching to wipe your tears. Maybe he was show some mercy to you, but no. His nexts words leaving you speechless. âThis will be your way to know Pain. Your pain will bring about the peace of the world. Be grateful this small chapter in your life will only equate to the savior of the world.â What did he mean, how did this ever equal the peace of the world? âHey bitch, donât let those two cocks inside of you distract you. Youâre still jerking me off.â Hidan snapped at you, the back of his hand coming to slap your cheek to regain your attention.
Stimulation in every possible place in your body left you a crumbling mess within minutes, the over stimulation left your body jerking trying to get away from them. But it was impossible to move, Itachi had an unwavering grip on your waist. Pain was the first one to approach his orgasm after you, his hip movements became erratic, balls hitting your chin just as Deidaraâs were before. At the last minute, he pushed with everything he had down your throat. No longer able to hold it in, you gagged, the rejection from your mouth causing Pain to pull out. Your face was beat red, trying to stop coughing and relax your breathing. Drool shined on the side of your mouth, and without hesitation Itachiâs hand brought your face down to his. A kiss so gentle, this would be the last feeling of kindness you would receive and he knew that, somewhere within him he didnât want you to leave only having experienced pain. However none of that matter, it all felt of a mockery of your situation, why would the man who currently had his fingers digging into the side of your hips, allowing you no way to move from him, care about your demise.
Deidare had now moved one hand off your breast, using it to slap the flesh of your ass. Each time he detached himself from you, his hand would come down with immense force. He wanted to play a little game. âYouâre gonna count each time I slap you, all the way to 10. If you mess up, restart the count you hear me bitch.â You only nodded, seeing the approval from the back of your head. So he began, one slap, you counted one. The second, you counted two. The third, counted three. The fourth, you faltered. Not by your mistake but because Hidan slapped you across your face. âCome on princess just wanted to see that pained expression again.â Both the cheek on your face and on your ass now held the same red color. âYou know the rules, start over again.â Also so you did. One. Two. Three. Four. Six. Eight. Nine. And ten. A sense of relief washed over your body. His little game was over and he retreated his hand from your ass, placed back onto your nipple. You were approaching your second orgasm right alongside Hidan. He roughly cupped your face, teeth biting your lips drawing blood that he lapped at like a dehydrated dog. The taste of that metallic liquid sending him over the edge. His warm cum spilling into your hand, running down your wrist. He had some much over it after his teasing session. Your walls tensing around Itachi, the warmth enveloping him completely.
âYou were a good fuck princess. Iâll miss ya.â Such sweet parting words from Hidan as he pulled his pants back up. All that was left now was Deidara and Itachi. Deidara wasnât too far, the tightness of your ass left his dick squeezed in such a way he never seemed plausible. His hands now wrapped around your neck, the lack of oxygen causing your entire body to tense up including the hole he currently preoccupied. He couldnât hold it any longer, pulling out of you his white sticky cum painting your lower back and ass. The warm liquid made you squirm, feeling it run down the line of your ass. âArt is an explosion, a fleeting moment.â He removed himself from you, not before smearing his cum on your back as if he was applying lotion on you.
Itachi stared into you, with only him left he could fuck into you the pace he wanted. He was a savage in the way he pushed his cock so dick inside it grazed your cervix. However this was anything but enjoyable, having something so deep inside of you be touched was painful. Tears dripped onto Itachiâs face. Whispering softly to him, softly enough for the members not to hear you, âPlease save me. Donât let them kill.â His face was void of any emotion. Not a hint of acceptance or rejection to your plea in his eyes. It felt like an eternity had passed waiting for his response and all you received was warmth spreading in your body. His hands holding you down as he release all he had into you. It didnât matter at this point, youâd be long gone by the time you would conceive a baby.
Your eyes had lost all signs of life behind them, dull now. Itachi had helped you lift yourself off of him, placing yourself at the edge alongside him with your head hung in acceptance. Acceptance that this was it. This was your end.
A voice erupted the silence. âIâll summon the rest of the members and we will commence the sealing of the three tails. Itachi immobilize her.â The last thing you saw was Itachiâs glowing sharingan as he placed you under a genjustu that would last until your demise.
