Hello, lovelies! This post is somewhat twofold. I am:
Trying to remember how to use this website lmao
Updating you all that Rain Rendezvous Part II is nearly completed. I'm not sure if anyone who even enjoyed(s) my work is still around, or remember Part 1. But after many trials and tribulations, I have found the inspiration and am closer now than ever to the finish line.
It will likely shadow drop here sometime soon. For those who may be interested, I do have a preview below for you. Enjoy!
“Oh…” you grumbled, but then, “Oh.” Your tone was different - sexy? Sasuke had never had the need to use that word before, but the way you pitched your tone down as you pulled him up by his hair to face you head on, the way your sweet breath felt against his lips… it was all sexy. You were sexy.
“I think I get it,” you whispered, pushing your plush mouth to his. Every cell in his body ignited once again and he struggled to keep the demon that wanted to rip your cute pajamas off away. You whimpered as you pulled back, as if to signal you wanted the kiss to stretch on for eons in the same way he did, and his heart lit up when he was finally able to string the words you spoke together in his mind. “Sasuke, I want you to touch me.”
“W-wait,” he whispered, grasping your hand in his. His breathing was chaotic, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead as his midnight eyes scanned over your face, a culmination of nerves and lust lingering deep within them. “I’ve never-”
You cut him off with a small peck, your lips generous and warm, building him up like stairs. “It’s okay, Sasuke.” You squeezed his hand gently, his long fingers wrapping around your wrist. “We don’t have to-”
“No,” he growled, kissing you hungrily. “I want you.”
“You have me.” You moaned. “From the moment you knocked on my door, you’ve had me.”
Something within him snapped as he groaned; a deep guttural noise he didn’t know he had the ability of making, his voice an octave lower than usual, as he tugged at your hair and kissed his way along your jawline, his mouth burning onto your skin, trailing down your neck before nibbling at your sensitive spot. The pleasure and the panic erupted like a volcano in his soul as you tugged at his shirt, needing to feel his skin, needing to be as close to him as possible.
Eagerly, Sasuke leaned back from you with a devilish grin and pulled his navy shirt off, exposing his perfectly sculpted pale chest. You gently slid your hand over his abs, trying your best to memorize every crevice like the opening lines to your favorite novel; making sure you engraved this moment into your brain with a fountain pen, capturing the delicate beauty and insatiable lust in cursive letters extravagant enough to be interpreted as ancient text.
Warnings: NSFW, unprotected sex, big breeding kink, cutie Megumi
Harsh light filled the bedroom, peeking through the crack in the curtain. You had no idea how long you'd been fucking him, or how many times he had made you come - all you knew was that Megumi was going to continue to pound into you until you were nothing more than a puddle on his bed.
His slender hand was wrapped around your throat, his thrusts slow as he sank himself deeper inside of you, pushing so far that you could feel him in your stomach. Your legs were slick with sweat, slipping off from around his waist as you tried desperately to catch your breath every time he rocked his hips back.
"G-Gumi-" your nails rake down his back as he thrusts into you, the length of him filling you to the brim as he grunts softly and buries his face between your breasts. "I-It's too much-"
His only response is a harsh moan as his tongue rolls over to your nipple, sucking it between his wet lips as sapphire blue eyes stare up at your fucked out face. Black hair sticks to his forehead as sweat drips down between his furrowed brows and you understand what he is telling you with his expression: you can handle it.
Your body is screaming hell yes as he gets onto his knees and your ankles desperately cling onto his hip bones. Megumi leans forward and brings your feet up to rest onto his shoulders and you rock your hips up, the angle allowing him to pierce your sweet spot with each new pump of his curved cock.
"Shit," you grunt, clenching your fists above your head against the headboard to steady yourself from sliding up the bed from the force of him. "I'm gonna-"
"Look s'beautiful beneath me," Megumi mumbles, pulling his hips back. The pressure in your stomach evaporates and you sigh aggressively, writhing beneath him.
"Gumi, why-"
"Just hold on." His voice is soft as he pulls out from you fully with a loud squelch. You can feel how thick the liquid he pulled out of you is and you know he is admiring the ring of arousal that has coated the base of his thick shaft, how your sweet slick has soaked him completely.
"You can't even fathom what it is you do to me." You almost didn't hear him through the fluttering of blood rushing to your ears as Megumi thrusts into you again, so fast and deep. Your boobs are bouncing haphazardly as your palms lay flat against the headboard, nails sinking into the wood.
His slender body is towering over you as your thighs burn and he leans forward, grabbing hold of your wrists as he places a soft kiss to your chapped lips. Your body is contorted, your legs pushing down on his shoulders desperately as his balls bounce off the skin of your ass with each pump.
You can't take much more like this and when Megumi whispers "Gonna put a baby in you... Gonna make you mine, pretty girl." you fall apart.
Your hands are everywhere: in his hair, clinging to your breasts, on his strong biceps. He drains himself deep within your walls as you shatter beneath him, your legs spasming through the burn of the angle as you clench around his cock that twitches deep within you. He keeps himself embedded into you until he is certain he has spilled every drop inside of you before he pulls out.
He moves your legs gently from his shoulders and they fall to the bed as Megumi threads his fingers through your hair and melds his molten mouth onto yours in a passion filled kiss. Your bodies stick together as you suck his tongue between your lips and he groans, sinking his fingernails into your scalp.
He pulls back and smiles at you softly, kissing your sticky forehead. The painful pounding in your chest reignites when he flashes you a quick wink and raises to his knees, grabbing hold of your thighs.
"Gumi, what-"
He holds your thighs up with one hand and grabs hold of your ankles with the other, pushing them back over your head.
"I read it helps, um, you know..." His cheeks flush pink as he averts his pretty eyes from yours. "With the, uh... you know."
You can't help it, you giggle and shake your head as Megumi grumbles something about being quiet. You know it's just a myth, but his dedication to the task of getting you pregnant is so cute that you decide you'll break the news to him some other time.
Hear me out… Dilf!Nanami who is obsessed with your tight little babysitter pussy, who can’t help himself from tasting you when he comes home from work to find you cleaning dishes in his kitchen. Those thigh-high socks are for him, right? That short skirt is so he can glimpse your peachy butt when you bend just a little too far over the counter, yeah?
Dilf!Nanami who is going to force you to answer that call on your phone whilst he eating you out like a starving man. Who is going to have you gushing on his mouth whilst you explain to your boyfriend that you’ll be home late…
Dilf!Nanami who is never going to let you go now he has tasted you on his tongue.
🧁 anon
Oh my lorddddd, 🧁 Anon... You have truly slayed me!
I am sorry this took so long. I wanted to make this into a full fic but I think my headcanon format will work best for this one. <3. This is my first time writing for everyone's favorite Daddy, so hopefully I portrayed him well.
Had he admired your body from afar for months now? Yes.
Did he torture himself every day by imagining the way his teeth could drag your cat-patterned panties down your thick thighs? Yes.
Did he often find his hand wrapped around his cock after you called him 'Nanami-san' at the end of your shift, your voice all sleepy and raspy due to the short nap you took on his living room sofa? Again, yes.
Self-restraint was a skill Nanami was blessed with. So, when the inevitable finally happened, and you had worked a particularly late shift due to some unforeseen overtime he certainly did not want to put in, he had no idea the result would be his humble tongue swirling over your throbbing clit.
Your thighs were sticky against his cheeks, a thin film of sweat and your own arousal shimmering in the moonlight, as he worked his thick fingers between your gushing walls.
"N-Nanami-san," you moaned, your tiny hands tangled within his damp hair. Your voice was a siren call, swirling around his temporal lobe, a tempting tune that lulled him into a hoaxed hyperfixation. "F-Feels so good..."
"Kento," he corrected with a smile, swiping his tongue up your soaked slit, sweet juice sinking onto his tongue. "Call me Kento, please."
"K-Kento," you rasped between a squeak as you jerked your hips up, digging your heel against his muscular back.
You repeated his name like a crutch - the one thing that held you steady and kept you on balance - his heat rushing between your folds viciously, swirling into every crevice, ensuring he tasted all of you.
The strong pressure in your stomach grew closer to its explosive end, and right as Kento slowly rubbed the flat of his tongue against your clit, the familiar sound of your ringtone pulled you out from your sexed-out haze.
Kento hummed into your core and pulled back gently, kissing your inner-thigh. "Do you need to get that?"
"N-No, they can- Wait!" You jerked up as the realization washed over you like freezing rain, groaning as you examined the caller-ID. "It's my... Um..."
Dangerous laughter rumbled from below. Sharp honey eyes were glowing up at you, pearl-white teeth glistening in the soft glow of the moon.
Nanami grazed his teeth against the sensitive skin of your thigh, hot breath fanning into every nook between your bodies as the room started slowly spinning, faster and faster around you until-
"Answer it." He sucked the skin of your thigh between his moist lips, sinking his teeth into your plush flesh. Your phone started ringing again and your breathing became stuttered from the command.
With a hammering heart, you answered breathlessly, "H-Hi, babe."
He hummed and licked his way back between your legs, arching his fingers inside of you and causing you to grunt and sigh, your eyes wild as you watched the way Kento's usually neat blonde hair stuck to his forehead.
He dived his tongue onto your clit once more, sliding it side to side as your boyfriend continued to question you on the other end of the phone.
"Y-Yeah, m'sorry... He had to work late." Nanami circled around your nub and nodded at you, coating his chin in your sticky nectar. "N-Nanami-san said I could sleep here."
"Yes, I'm fine!" Your fingernails dug into his scalp as you bit your lower lip, doing your best to contain the moans that threatened to ripple from your chest.
His calloused hand gripped onto the flesh of your stomach, holding you in place. There was a brief moment, as you assured your boyfriend for the final time that yes, you'd call him in the morning, and that you love him too, when Nanami's large fingers slid from you with a loud pop, that the world turned upside down.
He thrust back inside of you with a squelch and you gasped, trying to thrust your hips up. He was much stronger than you, one hand easily able to hold you down.
"S-Sorry," Nanami sucked your clit into his warm mouth and you could feel the bubbling pressure start to boil over deep within your stomach. If he kept this up then you might-
"Gonna come," your voice was barely a whisper, but it made Nanami's heart skip a beat regardless, as you spilled yourself into his mouth with breathless gasps for air. He could hear the muffled voice of your boyfriend through the phone.
"Yes!" You squeaked, feigning reassurance as you rolled your hips, urging the man beneath you to keep working your cunt with his mouth. "Yes! I will come over tomorrow. I-I'll come."
Surprised, Nanami licked down your slit, as more thick juice squirted onto his mouth. Drenched in you, he placed a last kiss to your clit and removed his fingers, dragging them up your body and twisting your puffy nipple between them.
"Goodnight." You sighed, ending the call with a cry. Your tear-stained cheeks were flushed, your body trembling beneath him as he nuzzled into the crook of your neck and wrapped his big hand around your throat.
"I would like to fuck you," Nanami murmured against your skin, tightening his grip around your neck. You gulped, the pressure in your throat heavy, and nodded. "But it won't be gently."
With that, two thick fingers were pushed into your mouth. Gagging, you sucked at them, gripping onto Nanami's strong forearm. He chuckled darkly and nipped at the skin of your neck.
He pulled back to watch you and smiled, a warm smile. Kind. "Suck my fingers like a cock, princess. Taste what I did to you."
You obeyed him once again, swirling your tongue around his fingers desperately, your manicured nails digging into his arm. You closed your eyes and imagined yourself from his perspective, how young you were, how needy for him you were. He was older than you - much older - and yet you were more attracted to him than you had ever been for anyone your own age.
You peeked through your dark eyelashes at him. His navy blue button up was askew, his spotted tie long gone and thrown somewhere within the guest bedroom. You wanted to tear his clothes off, to claim his skin the way he claimed yours.
When he pulled his fingers from your mouth, you took the opportunity to plea your case to the court. You wanted to fuck him. You wanted to keep fucking him.
"Kento," he froze and stared down at you, a storm brewing in the dark of his eyes. "Wanna touch you."
His mouth enveloped yours, warm breath and tongues dancing in the dark. The kiss was deadly, casting a shadow over your bodies that would loom there forever. He pulled back, the lewd expression on his chiseled face intoxicating.
"Next time." He assured with a groan, sinking his teeth into the flesh of your shoulder as he eagerly pushed his curved head between the slick muscles of your pussy. "I promise, next time."
Please consider reblogging if you liked this! As always, feel free to scream at me in the comments. <3
If it's not a bother can we have the best bros Kankuro and Gaara for the ask game? And thank you.
Definitely not a bother at all, thank you for the ask!
Kankuro:
1: sexuality headcanon
He sounds so fucking hot when he comes. He just makes this low, low groan that rumbles his entire chest. It's addictive. Not to mention the fact that this means he's going to hold you in his muscular arms so tightly, cradling you to him like a prized possession, as he chants "IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou."
2: otp
I am going to get so much shit for this and everyone is going to scream at me about how this is a crack ship but I don't care. One day, when I write this stupid fic idea I've had of them and finally just put it into the world, maybe you'll come around. You will understand just how PURE AND GREAT these two are... SaiKank. Watch out for them, they're coming! Haha.
3: brotp
I don't really have one...sdkfhnsdkjfn. I'm sorry lol.
4: notp
I guess Hinata? I don't see that working out well for them lol.
5: first headcanon that pops into my head
Kankuro is the type to go on a date with someone and literally zone out as they talk because he's too busy thinking about how cute they are. And then he gets embarrassed when he has to admit it to them...
"Uh... What? I'm really sorry, I wasn't listening because I was looking at your lips. You have a really cute smile."
6: favorite line from this character
I have no idea. I'm sorry lol.
7: one way in which I relate to this character
He's funny and I like to think I am also funny.
8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character
The puppets. Need I say more?
9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?
I don't think he's really either? I guess he is sort of problematic because he was kind of a douche during the chunin exams, so I'll go with that.
Gaara:
1: sexuality headcanon
Submissive. He is the sub and there's no arguing with me. He can take control if needed but that is definitely not his preference. He will let you do ~whatever~ you want to him, and he is very good about repaying the favor back to you ;)
2: otp
GaaLee <3. My little babies.
3: brotp
Naruto! I love how inspired by Naruto Gaara is. I think it's adorable. And then all Gaara wants is to make Naruto happy... I am MELTING AHHHHH.
4: notp
Naruto. I do think Gaara has a crush on him, but I don't ship it. Naruto was never going to reciprocate (sorry!) and so Gaara should move on to someone better... Like Lee <3.
5: first headcanon that pops into my head
He's a snuggler. He does not want space between him and his partner in bed. If there is even a slight gap, he will assume they're upset with him.
6: favorite line from this character
“I think of you as a friend. I used to think “friend” was just another word… Nothing more, nothing less. But when I met you, I realized what was important was the word’s meaning.”
7: one way in which I relate to this character
I swear I don't mean to keep making these so sad but like, I GET his loneliness. Not so much anymore, but back in the day... Yeah.
8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character
This picture:
9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?
Cinnamon rollllllll~ He is a rare character that went from problematic to cinnamon roll and honestly, we LOVE the development!
For the character ask thing: Shikamaru, since I think he's one of your favorites.
Hi, sweetie! Thanks for the ask. You do know me well because I love this man.
1: sexuality headcanon
I have several… LMAO. I’m sorry, but he’s hot and I think about him a lot, okay? Don’t judge me!
He’s a switch with a preference for being in control (basically he’s a power bottom if he is bottoming)
He has a massive cock
Pillow talk is when he will be the most vulnerable with his partner
He lost his virginity before the War Arc
He will complain about it, but he secretly has a Daddy Kink and gets visibly turned on when his partner uses the phrase
He loves brats
#1 Fan of Face Sitting. He will be your chair 🪑
2: otp
ShikaIno! I’ve talked about them to death, so I won’t go too in-depth again but just know I love them dearly and really wish they were canon.
3: brotp
Naruto and Shikamaru! Their bromance is adorable. I love how Shikamaru has always stood up for Naruto!
4: notp
ShikaSaku. I just… why? I do not think they would work out lol. Sakura is honestly pretty clingy as we have seen and I don’t see Shikamaru really tolerating that well. On the flip side, as much as I love him, I don’t think Shikamaru would be able to provide Sakura with the attention and emotional support that she needs. Also, he can be pretty sarcastic and I just don’t think that sense of humor jives with Sakura lmao.
5: first headcanon that pops into my head
Shikamaru has only used a bong once and he refuses to do it again because afterwards he just sat on the floor talking to Akumaru while shushing everyone that got near them. He almost got into a fist fight with Kiba because Shikamaru refused to give Akumaru back to him… he only smokes joints or vapes now.
6: favorite line from this character
“Laziness is the mother of all bad habits, but ultimately she is a mother and we should respect her."
7: one way in which I relate to this character
His sense of humor. This bastard is so fucking snarky and sarcastic… just like me muahahah
8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character
I mean, let’s be real… he is kind of misogynistic 😭😭😭. I still love you, Shika… just be better.
9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?
He’s a problematic fave. This man has issues lol, but that’s why I love him.
I love how my blog has become a Sasuke Stan account. I never would have expected this, but I am loving it!
Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke. He is the literally definition of a softie, but he would of course never let anyone know that. Well, he tries not to let them know it, anyway. Whether or not he's successful is up for debate.
His comfort object is a moon necklace, but it's not just any moon necklace. It's a necklace he stole from you. You had left it at his place one time, and he claimed it must have gotten lost. He bought you a new one, and you were none the wiser to the fact Sasuke has been wearing your necklace ever since.
The chain is pure silver, and he makes sure the necklace is always tucked away under his shirt, only exposing the chain when the sunlight hits it just so or his shirt collar rustles in the gentle breeze. When away from the village, Sasuke sometimes pulls the necklace out, exposing the moon and getting compliments from various people all throughout the Land of Fire.
"Beautiful necklace." A young woman commented at a bar one night, studying the sterling silver glinting in the pale moonlight. "From someone special?"
Sasuke felt his cheeks heat up as memories of you overflowed into his heart, as he absentmindedly fiddled with the gems on the moon pendant. He nodded with a smirk, leaving some money on the bar top.
dilf naruto except he’s awkward because him and hinata weren’t having much sex before the divorce and he’s now touch starved and doesn’t know how to date
Oof. Yummy, yummy, yummmy! I’ll have seconds, please! Anon, your brain is *chef’s kiss*.
NSFW beneath the cut. Slightly mean Naruto.
It had been three months since Naruto felt anything warmer than his own hand wrapped around his throbbing cock.
It wasn’t for Hinata’s sake that he wasn’t fucking anyone, they were in the middle of a divorce after all. He could do what he pleased.
Signing the papers was like lifting a huge weight from his shoulders - he was finally free.
But every time he tried to flirt, he fumbled. Or spilled coffee on himself. And that stupid app Sakura and Ino showed him? Filled to the brim with college kids - way too immature.
They’d give him a release, yeah, but he needed something GOOD. Someone who could handle all his pent up sexual frustration.
He didn’t have time to praise an insecure college student.
He needed to fuck. Like an animal; with ferocity and without a care in the world. He needed to hurt someone - in the most polite way, of course. And with consent.
Which is why he saw you at a social club in The Hidden Cloud before his scheduled meeting with the Raikage in the morning, he awkwardly slumped his way over to the bar and gave you a squeaky “Hey.”
You looked at him, deadpan. Your eyes were glassy from the light buzz, your cheeks flushed and pinchable. You were exactly what he needed, so beautiful, and young - younger than him, by a long shot. He gulped as he slid into the seat next to you.
“Hey.” He corrected, his voice back to his standard husky vibrato. “Can I… I’d like to buy you a drink.”
You smirked at him and bumped your shoulder to his.
“It’s illegal to refuse a drink from the Hokage, isn’t it?”
Naruto’s face was red as a cherry all night, adjusting himself to a new position every few minutes, unable to find a comfortable position with the way his pants were tenting with every soft giggle, or feather of a touch to his arm.
The bed was long forgotten. The moment you shut your apartment door, the Hokage pounced on you like a wild lion, his mouth hot and blazing with desire.
Now you laid flat on your kitchen table as his strong hands held your legs up and his manhood pushed its way past your slick folds, electric pops short circuiting your brain from how much he stretched you out.
“You’re so tight,” he hissed, surprised. You felt damn good. “Such a good little slut for me.”
Ah, so the Hokage is a bit of a freak in bed. How fun for you.
He watched the way his cock slipped inside of you, pulling back slowly to observe the warm liquid pooled out from your pretty pussy and soaked over his length. He enjoyed the wet squishing sounds as he thrust back into you, ignoring your embarrassed cries of “sorry”’s from how loud your cunt was.
You could tell he was desperate from his gruffs of pleasure with every time your nails scratched down his back and his haphazard rhythm, how he went from primal thrusts to soft and gentle swaying of his hips, hardly ever taking his deep blue eyes off you. Bandaged fingers caressed their way over your face, gripping your cheeks to purse your perfect lips.
“You like fucking the Hokage, kid?” He asked, his voice raw and hoarse. “Like feeling my dick in your stomach?”
You held your legs up for him as he moved his free hand to your tummy and gripped on, the pressure shooting stars throughout your vision as the room started to spin.
You murmured a quiet “Yes.” He let out a dangerous chuckle.
“Louder. I want you screaming tonight.”
The world faded away as he let go of your face and enveloped your lips with his, increasing the pace of his thrusts once again. His balls bounced against the skin of your ass, sticking against you briefly due to the seething liquid that had pooled down the length of your pussy. His tongue swirled in your mouth, his low groans echoing around your kitchen.
It was just you and him. You dug your nails into the back of your thighs right as the bubbling pressure in your stomach started to boil over and you obeyed his command.
“Yes! You’re so deep!”
He pulled out quickly and you whined, clawing at his pecs desperately. He only laughed in response as he kissed his way down to your neck and murmured, “What’s the rush? We have all night.”
Hooooo boy! You are really not helping my Nanami thrists with this one, Heather. 🥵 Thanks for playing!
😉 What are Nanami's fetishes/kinks?
There is no way, in my mind, that Nanami is THAT big without having a size kink. He loves how small you are compared to him; the way your fragile frame fits perfectly in his burly arms; how dwarfed your hands appear when you stroke down his big cock.
He enjoys teasing you about your size, often holding things up and out of your reach just so he can watch the way your skirt hikes up your thighs as you reach forward, panties fully exposed, moaning and pleading with him. He makes you beg him, and doesn't let up until your lip is trembling with frustration and your face is flushed and exasperated.
Always a perfectionist, it is hard for Nanami to give up control to others. He is a dom, through and through. He'll be soft or hard depending on the partner, but this man will never allow himself to be submissive - he just has too much fun forcing little whines from you; coating his tongue in your slick syrupy arousal until you've stopped moving entirely, too fucked out to focus on anything else.
His big hands will help you sit on his cock once you've orgasmed into oblivion, your body limp from the sheer overwhelming pleasure caused by him and him alone. He'll herd your hips up and down as he fucks into you with ferocity, easily slipping in to your tight hole from how soaked through you are.
His wild eyes watch the way you squirm and moan, following the little sliver of drool that drips from the sides of your moist lips down your cheek, your neck, sliding round the curve of your luscious breasts. Your small hands find purchase on his shoulders as he rises up and forces your back against his muscular legs and he grips your hips, helping your limp body bounce on his dick, dragging you up and down the length of him until the two of you shatter together in a mess of mingled breaths and strangled sighs.
He doesn't let up until he is the only thing running through your mind; until his name is the only word you remember.
