The apartment is quiet when you wake up, sunlight barely slipping through the curtains. For a second, it feels like you’re alone, until an arm tightens around your waist, pulling you back into warmth.
“Stay,” he mumble, voice still thick with sleep, face tucked into your shoulder.
You let out a soft laugh, trying to shift. “I was just going to get water.”
A quiet unconvinced hum sounded out as his grip adjusts, not tight, just enough to keep you there, like leaving isn’t an option for you.
“…You can go later.”
You turn slightly, catching a glimpse of his hair messy, expression soft in a way he'd never show anyone else. No walls, no tension. Just this.
“Clingy,” you whisper.
“Only with you.”
That does something to your chest.
You sigh, acting annoyed, but still melted right back into his arms anyway, fingers loosely curling into his sleeve. “Fine. Five more minutes.”
Any Male Character x Non-Gender Specific Reader (Smut)
(Drabble)
Rating: 18+
TW: Reader riding and taking a cock, I suppose. Both the character and the reader have dominant and submissive qualities, they flip between the two. Biting, Marking (kind of), Fighting for control, Cumming Inside, RAW DOGGIN' IT. (That is BY FAR my favorite tag to add, I think the phrase is so fucking funny. I have no idea how to tag this though, seriously, I don't know. Read it and see!
C/N: Character's name.
(Note: I have a mild crush on Grace from the Hail Mary Project.. Can you tell? Not me tagging this under some of my fictional crushes tags or anything- don't mind me- I'm just over here... must've been the wind. 👀)
His shuddered groans fill the room, punctuating every thrust, each one hangs in the air almost as if to softly sing praises to you for your hard work. It's like music ringing in your ears, his stuttered, needy noises echoing loudly throughout the closed space...
You almost wish they would never end.
"Hhh... hHh.. A-Ah!~ UgHn... Hhh!"
He breathlessly marks you, his supple lips brush against your sensitive neck as he leaves a careful trail of gentle kisses with an occasional rambunctious bite, just to prove that you're his.. None too hard, yet each is just enough to leave you practically begging for more. Your legs and core tremble and tighten, pulsing around his rock hard cock, both from the tender, loving care of each peck he's so graciously rewarding you with and the unwavering friction of his dick pumping deep within you, sliding along just the right spot.
He gasps sharply as you press a passionate kiss against his clavicle before giving it a small nip or two, and you relish in the loud moan you earn as you slither your tongue across it and you slam yourself down harder onto his girth, ruining your once even pace and somehow, miraculously, taking him in even deeper..
He can feel each and every groove inside you, every clench of your core, every pulse of your heart through your tight, swollen hole as you steadily and mercilessly ride him...
You're doing such a good job for him, but this isn't enough.. he wants more, he needs... more. He needs to be as close to you as possible, he needs to hear you cry out his name as you come undone, and he needs it to be because of his hard work, not your own. You've had your fun, it's his turn now.
He lightly tangles a hand within your hair as he lifts his other from being gripped tight on your ass and tenderly tilts your head up to pull you into a kiss, immediately locking tongues with you. The slick, rhythmic sounds of your dripping wet hole and his sex meeting one another and the stifled moans of you and your partner are all you hear as you carefully settle to a slower pace between his legs, grinding breezily as you begin to feel yourself start to unravel.
Heat rises from the tips of your toes to the top of your head, spreading to every part of you, it's almost euphoric. You swear you feel like you're going to explode as your tongues gracefully yet precisely twist and lave around one another, it's almost as if they're doing a sort of dance.. Then suddenly, he nips your lip, smacks your ass, and flips you over onto your back before pinning you beneath him. His hands rest to either side of you, holding him up so he may take a good look at you. You huff, what an abrupt way to break a kiss!
Holy shit- What the fuck? That was fast!
He smugly cocks a brow in response to your shocked expression before shooting you a small wink and slamming himself into you, grinding and rolling his hips at the exact pace and in the exact spots that he knows drives you fucking nuts, just to irk you, just to send you over the edge before him.
Damn it! He does this every time!
You sigh poutily before breathlessly gripping the sheets below you in a sad attempt to steady yourself, to no avail, the pillow beneath your head begins to scoot along with you and starts to bunch up as he ruthlessly and relentlessly thrusts into you. You take a good look at him, admiring his flushed face, the sweat pooling on his brow, and his persistence despite himself.
Damn it, he's hot.. He drives you crazy and that drives you crazy!
He's more than determined to leave you speechless and feeling thoroughly loved tonight. He'll be damned if you're not going to bed happy!
Reluctantly, not wanting to release the somewhat mentally grounding and physically stabling cotton tucked tight in your grip, you press a hand against the headboard behind you since the sheets are more than out of place at this point and are aiding you none other than maybe helping you not cum instantaneously. It's the only thing you can really think to do to try to stay in one place since fuck-ass over here has decided to be fiesty tonight.
You practically scream out in pleasure, you begin to feel tears well in the corners of your eyes.. It's all so overwhelming, every movement shoots electricity through your veins, and each thrust you think you're going to spill over, only to last a little longer. Is he purposefully riding you out right now? It all feels so good, you can't even tell. If he's edging you, he has hell to pay later! It's one thing when you try not to cum and it's a whole other when he teases you!
He attentively watches you, your every expression, every shiver, every bead of sweat that slides down from your forehead, and every drop of drool that dibbles down from the corners of your lips as you truly begin to lose yourself within him as he does every time with you.
He takes great pride in being able to love you so deeply.. he knows you love it too.~
As he feared, however, he is most definitely not immune to your beauty, the mere thought of you being even remotely turned on by him alone would be more than enough to fuel him until his very wits' end... But to watch you? Let alone feel you? To take pride in every little detail of you as he shows you just how much he adores and cherishes you? It's all so much.. almost too much... almost. Your whiny noises, the tears starting to run down your cheeks, your face contorting in pleasure, your soft body beneath him, jiggling with every thrust, wriggling and conforming for him, the sound of your sopping wet, tight hole getting even wetter from his own slick.. and the fact it's dripping out and mixing with yours in a beautiful array of marbled liquids all across the sheets... And then those eyes.. you love him, don't you? Just look at them, laced with adoration.. and so are his.
You're driving him fucking crazy and you don't even realize it, do you? His speed quickens out of spite, you WILL know how much he loves you, that you drive him bonkers, just you wait!
His brows furrow and pleasure dances across his features as he struggles to keep his pace, but he perseveres nontheless. Your mind slows, you can barely think, and you can hardly focus on anything else but him. His musky scent, his kind, focused eyes, his piercing stare, and the feeling of his slickened skin and body hair raking across yours. Nonetheless, you can ever so slightly make out the sounds of your combined heated pants and feel as they act as an invisible blanket, wrapping around your nude forms as a sort of extended essence of you both. You both always live and breath each other, especially right now.
Just maybe I could..?
You reach up in an attempt to flip the tables, to maybe top him once more, only to give in and just cling to him instead, wrapping your arms around him lazily as you lavish in the feeling of being so close. You've fallen far too deep into this to stop it now, all you can do is pray he keeps going and doesn't tease you too much. He chuckles at you, feeling your trembling arms wrap loosely around his neck as he fucking wrecks you is just too cute. You reach down and give his ass a hardy smack in retaliation.
What the fuck? Giving you attitude and shit.. You were fucking him earlier, just wait until next time. Next time you won't even give him the chance!
"Hah ha haha! I'm sor-ry sweetheart, I d-didn't mean- it like tha-t."
He replies breathlessly in a shushed tone, hardly able to get it out between his stifled moans and the few that slipped out anyway despite his hardest efforts.
You snicker at him, which only makes him roll his eyes and hit a particularly tender spot within you as punishment, you arch your back and groan, only to tighten around him and nearly bring him to the edge with you. Looks like his plan backfired, huh? He moans alongside you as he lowers his head next to yours, resting it on the barely able to be called so anymore, pillow. Really, he just wants to be closer to you.
Ah yes! The perfect spot for you to hear his shivering breaths.
"Y..Y/N.."
He practically whimpers out as he waveringly continues his pace, you gently rub his glistening with sweat back as support and give him a small peck on the cheek.
"I know b-baby.. you're so clo-se. I can feel y-you pulsing too, yo-u know."
You mumble into his ear, he smirks at your shaky voice before he nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck, stifling his shameful sounds, yet also giving you a better view. He lowers himself onto you, practically settling flush against you as he really begins to drill into your fucking hole.
F-Fuck! That's all I needed? Really?
You feel that knot inside you wind tighter and tighter upon him getting closer until you finally begin to hit your edge, you throw your head back and scream out his name in ecstasy, just like he wanted, this is just what he's strived for.
"C/N! A-AhH!"
He stiffens upon hearing you call him and as you arch your back one final time, he pushes himself flat against you and sobs out a groan into the nonexistent pillow as he too hits his end. His movements become even more unsteady, erratic, and desperate as he thrusts so deep into you that you begin to believe that his cock's simply a part of you now. You feel his warm tears drip onto your shoulder as he comes undone against you, and you ruffle his hair despite your own pulsing hot clenches to comfort him.
It makes him giggle quietly to himself, you're so caring. Don't you know it's of pleasure, not pain? ..Not to say too much pleasure isn't a type of pain at a certain point, in a way.
Fuck! The feeling of him filling me-
His hot seed spews into you, coating everything. Coating inside you, spilling out onto your thighs, onto his thighs, onto the practically soaking wet, crumpled sheets below you... In fact, there's so much, you bet he could bore a fucking army with it. He laughs wildly, yet sweetly at you as you wiggle and squirm under him, biting your lip as you fight to take every drop of sweet slick he offers you. It genuinely flusters the shit out of him, how kind you are and how wonderfully you treat him. He can only hope that you feel the same about him.
"...I'm s-o lucky to have you.."
He whispers as he finally settles his shivering self against you, struggling to catch his breath alongside you. He nestles his dick inside you to really keep all his hard work in there to stew for a bit. You nervously snicker at his kind words before you press a small, tender kiss against his ear and lean your head against his.
"..I'm the lucky one... babe."
You reply, your voice is so hoarse from all the caterwauling you've been doing for the past hour or so. At least he had enough sense to whisper afterward. Nonetheless, your words and actions make him crack a little smile.
"No.."
He retorts as he shuffles about, the sound of the mattress squeaking and the sheets ruffling alerts you more than him raising up.. You were just getting comfy! He thrusts once more, nice and hard, and promptly bites his lip and squints his eyes as he gazes down at you before he hums dangerously, a moan just barely stifled. You laugh.. the lovely sound of your laughter always manages to bring a big smile to his face and he can't seem to help but let it grace his lips as he enjoys listening to you laugh at him.. albeit lovingly, but still at him... Much like how he was at you earlier. The turns have tabled. He slowly slips out of you and collapses beside you, making you bounce from the impact on the mattress. The feeling of his oozing seed leaking from you makes you writhe a bit, which makes him laugh at you once again. You pop his pec spitefully before you scoot a bit closer to him, he makes you mad sometimes.
Seriously..? That's not nearly close enough at all...
He reaches over and snatches you up, pressing you right against his chest, his arms wrapped snuggly around you.
"Now that's a cuddle! ....I.. I love you, Y/N.."
He admits somewhat sheepishly.. at least this time you could hear how hoarse his voice is. You almost feel bad, but he did about as much damage to yours too, so it's fair, in your mind.
"I love you too, baby."
You reply accidentally just as shyly as him, and he giggles at you again, OF COURSE. You lightly smack his pec once more with the back of your hand before you nuzzle into him..
He's so warm and cozy... he's making you a tad bit sleepy. But to be completely fair, you did just have an incredible orgasm.. so it's not all him.... Even though he's the one that made it happen.
As you begin to nod off a bit, he rests his chin on the top of your head, then sighs deeply, throughly enjoying your presence. He too is a bit sleepy because of the spectacular orgasm you gave him and by you being by his side, easing any troubles he may have wrestling around his mind. He gently rubs circles into you to lull you further as he slowly begins to drift off with you.
He's like 90% sure he did a good job..... Okay, 80%. He's fairly certain, so he's gonna rest happy and proud. And you know you did a good job.
Synopsis: After a mission well done, you and Gai have his team over for dinner. It should be noted that Gai has never cooked (successfully) before.
Word Count: 1.2k
Tags/Warnings: @kakashiswilloffire Kitchen Antics, Reader is Picked Up, Fluff, Wholesome
You weren’t exactly sure when Gai proposed it, but you had gone with him to the market and marked your calendar for dinner nonetheless. You and Tenten must have had a similar thought as you leaned over Gai’s kitchen counter, brows in various forms of furrowed as Gai worked the cutting board.
You caught her looking at you in your peripheral and glanced her way to meet her confused stare. Tenten bounced from the cutting board and back to you. All you could offer her was a confused shrug and speculative dip of your lip. She turned her attention back to her teacher, concerned.
“Are you sure there isn’t anything we can do to help, Gai-sensei?” she asked, eyes glued to Gai’s fast-moving kitchen knife. He made short work of a squash, the blade hitting the wood block with a slam sudden enough to make Tenten flinch. Gai shook his head.
“No, no. No guest of mine is being put to work in the kitchen!” His eyes closed as he grinned, throwing two thumbs up and his kitchen knife into the air. You and Tenten shouted simultaneously, both instinctively reaching out in some way or another to catch the knife before Gai could. With a theatric twirl, he turned and caught the knife by the blade between his fingers. You let out a deep sigh. Tenten looked like she was about to pass out. You poured her more sparking juice and nudged the glass into her hand.
“Where do you want the onions, Gai-sensei?!” Lee spun around from his station at the opposite counter, his eyes puffy and red. He wiped his face against his shoulder. Your lip curled into a slight pout.
You took a clean napkin in your hand, maneuvering around Gai with a light touch on his lower back. He hardly noticed, continuing to speak and wiggle around as he usually did. Lee, always one to wear his emotions freely, continued to cry. He, too, barely acknowledged you even as you gently dapped his free-flowing tears.
A gentle sound came from the front door. Lee’s head shot up just in time for one of his tears to miss the food.
“Neji!”
“Ah, that must be young Neji!” Gai bellowed.
You slipped the napkin under Lee’s thumb, once again moving around the chaos to answer the door. Sure enough, Neji stood on your doorstep. He wore his usual pout, which you were sure stemmed from a reluctance even to be there. Gai had always been an acquired taste, and Neji was a moody teenage boy, so you couldn’t say you necessarily blamed him.
“Hey, Neji, it’s good to see you.” He gave a small grunt of acknowledgment as he walked through the door you held open for him. As he stepped into the entryway, the small box hidden under a fold of fabric at his waist didn’t escape your notice. You closed the door behind him as you spoke discretely, “You know, I can put that in the fridge for you.”
Neji froze on the spot. While his blank expression gave nothing away, his relative demeanor told you all you needed to know. He turned, giving you a once over as he tried to decipher any hint of disappointment from you.
“I brought one, too, if it makes you feel any better,” Tenten chimed in. She hopped up on an adjacent couch, kneeling on the cushions to rest her elbows on the back pillow. “I think the only one who didn’t bring one was Lee.” You rubbed at the back of your neck with a bashful smile.
“Kinda embarrassing that he has more trust in Gai’s cooking than I do. He’s never made a meal like this, and given how the last ones went…”
Neji frowned—although not by much more than usual. Tenten grimaced at the memory.
“Granted, I think we can all agree that Lee has a little too much faith.” Neji didn’t meet your eye as he sheepishly surrendered his backup dinner to you. You tucked it discretely into your sleeve as he took to scowling at Tenten.
“It actually looks like he’s doing a good job tonight,” you offered. “I told Tenten that if it ends up a disaster, I’ll just give these back to you and pretend they’re leftovers I found in the fridge.” Neji’s brow furrowed.
“You think that’ll work?”
“Oh, yeah, Gai won’t even bat an eye—” The pleasant smell must have hit you all at the same time. You stopped talking, and all three of you took a deep inhale. Dazed by the scent, you continued, “Uh, yeah, they seem to be doing pretty well there. It doesn’t seem like that will be an issue.”
“Yeah, no, Sensei is surprisingly competent in the kitchen,” Tenten whispered, only to receive a scoff from Neji in return.
“I’ll believe it when I see it.”
Sure enough, Neji did see it. The three of you sat at the counter as Gai and Lee cooked on the opposite side, putting on an oddly fascinating show. You poured Neji a sparkling juice. Your emergency bentos were long forgotten.
“I would pay money to see this,” Tenten said, entranced as she dug into the chips and dip you had set out on the counter. She held one half of the tray, and you supported the other. “I have never seen curry do that before.” You shook your head slowly in disbelief.
“Out of the pot, in the air, and back into the pot. Like a cartoon.” You ate another chip. “Dare I say it’s art?” Neji scoffed.
“I don’t know about art. I’m still trying to figure out how someone uses the spine of a knife to clean a herring.”
Gai cleaned his hands in the sink in front of you, and with a triumphant whip of his hand towel, he pronounced,
“Dinner is almost ready!”
He struck a pose, and you tried not to laugh as you gave Tenten the rest of the chip tray. You cupped the side of Gai’s face, kissing his cheek before you attempted to move past him to grab plates to set the table. He didn’t let you, wrapping two muscular arms around your hips to spin you around the kitchen with a jolly laugh.
“Gai!”
“I will not let you down until you proclaim me House Husband… Extraordinaire!” You yelped as he gave you a light toss, catching you back in his arms as he lowered you into a dip as expertly as any ballroom dancer. You held your hand up to your forehead as if swooning.
“House Husband Extraordinaire, will you please allow me to set the table for your gourmet cuisine?” you declared dramatically, and only then did Gai allow you back on your feet. He spun you under his arm, but when you caught sight of the dinner table, you saw it was already set. Even the dishes that Gai had just cooked were already there.
Gai’s three students stood around the table, waiting patiently for you to join them, each of their expressions warm and sentimental. Lee was crying, blubbering something about a pure and loving relationship.
You took your seats at the table.
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Notes: The dinner menu consists of Team Gai's favorite foods: herring soba, curry, and sesame dumplings. Odd combination.
First Naruto fic here. I’ve been on a Guy kick the last couple days, so here it goes! (Not edited)
Might Guy x Reader
This is part One. I’m not sure how many parts there will be, because I only meant for it to be a short story. I’m getting carried away but I don’t want to lose the integrity of the story by rushing the best parts, so I thought it better to break it up.
Word Count: 2,665
Warnings: alcohol usage, I think a single swear word, sexual themes.
Part II
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It had been two full years since you had been to the Village Hidden in the Leaves; thanks to a tireless mission where you had played a waitress as an undercover operative in the Hidden Sound Village. You had gathered all the information you could, and you were ready to return home. The journey back was rushed, excitement coursing through your veins the closer you got to the gates. You could see them just through the trees, and restrained yourself from running forward, maintaining a steady pace.
As you stepped into the clearing, you noticed two shinobi congregating at the left side of the gates. One stood with his hands in his pockets, while the other spoke animatedly with his hands. It didn’t take long for you to recognize the two as your old classmates and close friends, and you forgot about your restraint, breaking into a run towards them. The one with his hands in his pockets noticed your movement almost immediately, and turned his stance defensive. He sized you up as you ran towards them, but you saw recognition come through his masked features as he dropped a kunai.
“Y/n?” He uttered softly as he dropped his kunai.
The animated man next to him stilled, turning his head to follow his friends line of vision. His eyes widened and he spun around to fully face you.
“Guy! Kakashi!” You beamed brilliantly at them, your final yard turning into a leap as you crashed into Guy’s now open arms.
“Y/n! How long has it been!?” He squeezed you until you couldn’t breathe, happy tears clouding his eyes.
“Kakashi, am I dreaming?” He asked his rival dramatically.
You pulled away from his embrace and let out a full laugh that vibrated your chest. Tears were threatening to spill from the corner of your eyes as you launched yourself at Kakashi, who was fully prepared and grinning wildly under his mask. He placed a gloved hand to the back of your head, fingers curling slightly in your hair to pull you under his chin. “It’s been too long, Y/n,”
He let go of you and you stepped back from them, wiping tears from your eyes. “Gods, I’m so glad I’m home,”
“What are you guys doing here waiting at the gates?”
“Guy had our teams do a training exercise out here.”
“And I am now even more glad I chose this place today! Let me escort you back into the village, I’m sure the Lady Hokage will be pleased to see you! You can tell me all about your mission on the way!”
Guy put a large hand on your shoulder. “Kakashi, I’m sure you can handle the youth when they are finished?”
Kakashi just nodded, eye crinkled from his smile. He pat your back as you started to move forward. “Would you be up for a round of drinks tonight? I’m sure I can wrangle everyone together for your homecoming.”
“That sounds amazing,”
You and Guy walked through the gates, and happiness filled your chest with warmth. You couldn’t have asked for a better welcome party if you tried. You had been close friends with those two since the academy. You were one of the few people who had been at Guy’s side right from the beginning - before he became strong and proved all the other kids wrong. You had a deep connection with him, and you knew he felt the same warmth in his chest now because he stayed oddly quiet and he kept reaching out to touch you, as if you may really be some sort of imaginary figure. About the fifth time of him doing this, you grabbed his hand and pulled him back into a warm hug.
“Y/n?”
You looked up at him. “You don’t have to keep reaching out, Guy. I’m really here, I promise.”
He smiled down at you, sniffling. “Two years away and you can still read my mind,”
“Of course, what kind of best friend would I be if I couldn’t?”
The rest of the walk to the Hokage’s office was short and uneventful. You parted ways with Guy in front of the Hokage’s door. “I’ll be seeing you tonight, then?”
“You betcha!” Guy exclaimed, giving you his signature thumbs up.
He gave your hand a squeeze, and you knocked on the door with a sweet smile.
Guy’s walk back to the gates was swift, and he never dropped his grin on the way. He couldn’t be more excited that you were back home. He had waited two painstaking years for you to return, his heart longing for you all the time.
Around a year before you left, Guy had realized his feelings towards you were more than platonic. He had stewed on that realization for months, and decided he wouldn’t tell you how he felt, because he didn’t want to do anything that would jeopardize your friendship. Your were the nearest and dearest thing to him, and it would tear him apart to lose you.
It tore him apart almost just as much to lose your contact for two years. You weren’t allowed to communicate in any way. It was especially hard for him when he went to your apartment to make sure it stayed clean and he could smell you everywhere.
While you were away, he toyed with the idea of telling you his feelings when you returned. It couldn’t be that bad. He imagined you reaching up to kiss him in response, telling him you loved him just the same, before the vision was morphed into you rejecting him, disgusted, and telling him you didn’t want to see him again.
It was hard to shake off that thought; he wasn’t particularly lucky with women. He was used to rejection, but you had always been there for him, helping him with his confidence. Rejection from you would be the nail in his coffin and would completely shatter his confidence.
He visibly shook himself off as he reached Kakashi again, the smile returning to his face as he noticed his team waiting there for him.
“Sensei, where were you?” Lee asked impatiently.
“Not important, Lee.” He turned to Kakashi. “How did they do?”
“Quite well, I’m sure Naruto and Sakura will be disappointed they came in last,”
Guy laughed. “Well alright, lets get a move on, team. Kakashi, I’ll see you later,”
“Where to now, Sensei?” Lee, as always, was right on Guy’s heels.
“To dinner, I think you all have trained enough for the day,”
His team made noises of excitement behind him, shooting off different restaurants they wanted to go to. Kakashi crossed his arms and watched them leave. He was in good spirits because one of his best friends was finally home, but he had a little niggling worry in the back of his mind for Guy. It wouldn’t be irrational to think that he would unload the feelings he had been holding onto for you in a moment of excitement and in a stupor of liquor. He hoped that Guy would have more control than that, but you could never be certain with him.
Your time in Tsunade’s office seemed to drag on for hours. You were more than exhausted by the time you dragged your feet across town to the apartment you hadn’t touched in years. You were wary as you put the key in the lock, hoping there wouldn’t be too many cobwebs.
The door swung open to reveal a.. clean apartment. You walked through it, seeing that there wasn’t dust or cobwebs collected anywhere. Who...?
You smiled to yourself. The only other people who had a key were Guy and Kakashi. Somebody had kept your place pristine, and you had a feeling it wasn’t Kakashi. Your heart flipped, imagining Guy coming in and dusting every few months.
You had liked Guy for awhile, well, you had liked Guy since you were kids. You found him inspiring and he was a wonderfully attentive friend, unlike a certain other shinobi you knew and loved. Over the last two years though, the distance had made your feelings wane. You thought you were almost completely over him by the time your mission was wrapping up, but seeing him again had flooded you with those same old emotions.
You dropped your things on the kitchen floor and went to go take a shower. You pulled a towel out of the linen closet and got undressed before remembering you forgot your soap. You covered yourself and while retrieving the soap out of your bag you noticed a figure in your windowsill. You stilled, holding your breath. Thankfully though, you realized it was Kakashi.
“Kashi!”
He gave you a closed eyed smile. ”Don’t mind me. I just wanted to let you know everything is set for tonight. I’ll see you around 6?”
You looked at the clock on the stove. 4:32. “Sure,”
He nodded and disappeared from the window, to which you followed it up by shutting and locking it. You had always hated him appearing like that. More than once had he found you in a compromising state by appearing unannounced.
You quickly got your soap and hopped into the shower, washing your hair after a long journey back felt absolutely amazing. You wished you could stay in there for hours, but you wanted to be on time. You dried off quickly and pulled open your drawers and flung the closet open. It had been so long since you had been able to wear your good stuff. It would take some sorting to decide.
It took only twenty or so minutes to figure out a good outfit. You wanted to look nice to see all of your friends again, but nothing too flashy. You had settled on a pair of pants that complimented the shape of your ass very nicely, especially since it had gotten rounder during your mission. A little show wouldn’t hurt, you thought, winking at yourself in the full length mirror.
The top was a green, hand-crocheted long sleeve crop. It was warm out, but that would change quickly when the sun began to set. You felt good, your clean hair, clean scent and your clothes had you feeling yourself. You wondered if you would attract Guy’s attention with the way you looked. You hoped so.
You checked the clock as you finished getting ready and realized it was past a quarter to six. You hurried with your finishing touches and grabbed your bag, excited and ready to go.
You locked your apartment, nearly skipping down the street in your pleasant mood. The bar wasn’t a far walk; you would be there with a couple minutes to spare.
Guy was nervous to go out. He fidgeted with his hair as it dried, trying to get every piece perfectly in place, and struggled picking something to wear. He normally just wore his jumpsuit out, but he wanted to look nice for you. He was ecstatic to see you again, to get to be by your side again. He decided on a green t-shirt that hugged his chest. He not so secretly hoped you would be impressed by his muscular form. He flexed in the mirror and gave himself a thumbs up before grabbing a jacket and heading out.
He walked with purpose towards the bar, not realizing how quickly he was walking until Kakashi appeared beside him.
“You seem to be in a hurry,” Kakashi looked at him with a sly grin.
“Only exercising a youthful stride,” He boasted, giving him a half salute.
“Of course, I’m sure your pace has nothing to do with Y/n,” Kakashi put his hands behind his head as he walked beside Guy, who had faltered in his step.
“I can’t say I’m not looking forward to spending some time with my best friend!”
Kakashi eyed Guy but said nothing. They made there way into your favorite bar in record time. They were spotted almost immediately by Kurenai who waved them over to a circular booth near the back. They could see that you were seated next to her smiling widely at them. Guy grinned, and admired your appearance. He thought you looked stunning woth your hair down and your relaxed shoulders.
Guy rushed to the booth while Kakashi took his time. He was happy to see you, but he never wanted to appear too eager. Guy, however, never seemed to have that problem and slid into the booth with force. Nearly smooshing you in his enthusiasm.
Kurenai raised her eyebrow at him and gave you a subtle look that didn’t miss. Your cheeks dusted pink.
“Hello! Has anyone ordered drinks yet or shall I go get some?” Guy asked boisterously.
“Asuma is at the bar,” Kurenai responded, nodding towards him.
He had been very pleasant, giving you a typical overly hard pat on the back when he first greeted you. And Kurenai had given you a bone-crushing hug. You appreciated them and your heart was full as you reunited with your friends.
Asuma was quick to bring drinks over, gabbing enough for Genma and Ebisu too, for whenever they decided to show. You took a sip of your sake, enjoying the flavor.
“Hey Kakashi,” Guy said suddenly.
Everyone looked over at Guy as he continued. “How about we make this a contest? I bet I can out drink you!” He laughed.
Kakashi squinted at him for a moment before giving in. “Why not, this is a celebration,”
You giggled. You had missed this. The friendly competition, the warmth of your best friend as his shoulder seemed to perpetually pump you. He gave Kakashi his signature thumbs up and downed his sake in one gulp. “Drink up my friend, the night has just begun!”
Guy winked at you.
It didn’t take more than an hour for your group to get tipsy. You, especially, were feeling the liquor. It had been awhile since you drank and you could feel that you had very little tolerance for it any more. At some point Guy had put his arm on the seat behind you, and your right thigh pressed against his left. The area where they touched was electric. You reached for your second drink, you tossed your head back and finished it as Genma (who had been late) whooped. Your cheeks were pink from the liquor and attention. Everyone had been asking all about your mission and while you loved them, it was a little overwhelming.
“Did you date anyone while you were away, Y/n?” Genma asked, sparing a glance at Guy.
He stiffened slightly in his seat, though you didn’t notice.
“No way,” You laughed. “I’m not really interested in dating under a fake identity,”
“But still, when was the last time you dated someone? Its been, what, 6 years? More?” He pried.
“6, yeah.” You answered somewhat uncomfortably. You looked at Guy out of the corner of your eye who was frowning.
“You still have many more youthful years, Y/n, worry not!” Guy said, putting his arm around your shoulder and giving you a friendly shake. Your heart sped up a little bit and you gave him a small smile.
“Kurenai, can I scoot past you? I need to use the restroom.” She and Asuma shuffled around so you could get out. You stretched as soon as your feet hit the floor. You didn’t feel the eyes on you at first, but heard the whistle from Genma.
You laughed at him and winked, before sauntering off to the bathroom.
“Well shit,” Genma said, watching you walk away. Might Guy’s eyebrow twitched at his objectification of you, but couldn’t stop himself from admiring you as well. The way your hips moved made him discreetly readjust himself.
“I know you have a thing for her, but I think I may give ‘er a try if you don’t hurry up.” He said to Guy, who flushed.
Kakashi smacked Genma upside the head. “Hey!”
Guy noticed that half the bar had watched as you made your way to the bathroom, and he wondered if he would be able to work up the courage to tell you his feelings before someone else got you.
Training was a given with Gai. No matter what was going on in your day, time had to be taken out for Gai to do his excersises.
It was a necessity to keep himself in top form. Something you didn’t complain about because you usually found a good spot to sit and view, and what a view Gai made.
Today you weren’t behind him checking out his ass as he did stretches, but instead you had chosen to slide in underneath him when he decided to do one thousand push-ups.
For every push-up he did, you rewarded him with a kiss.
A small kiss on the cheek, or a peck on the lips, followed by one reason you loved him. Everytime you did it, Gai’s smile grew a little wider. Which was impressive given the man had a face splitting smile twenty four-seven.
“Five hundred ninety three,” he lowered himself towards you, chuckling when you give him a tiny kiss against the nose. “What is it you love about ke this time?”
“Your smile.”
“You’ve said my smile sixteen times now,” he teases you. “Do you really love it that much?”
Reaching out towards him, you trace your thumb over his lips. “More than anything in the world,” you promise, leaning in to steal one more quick kiss before he pushes himself back up. “It’s the most beautiful smile in the world.”
“The most beautiful?” His laughter rings in your ears. A boisterous, overwhelming sound that could fill a room with ease.
The most beautiful sound in the world to go with the most beautiful smile.
“That’s what I said,” you hummed. “Now, i believe you still have four hundred and seven push-up’s to go.”
“I do.”
“Better get to it,” you smile up at him. “Or we’ll be late for lunch.”
“Will you run out of reason’s you love me?”
“Never.” it’s a promise, firm and true. There is no end to the reason’s you love Gai. A thousand is only the beginning of an endless list.
This is question I got so let's answer it. ( I also put here Pixar and DreamWorks characters I write for)
Descendants
Harry Hook
Uma
Mal
Evie
Jay
Carlos de vil
Ben
Jane
Disney movies
Prince Naveen
Prince Eric (both animated and live action version)
Dimitri (from Anastasia)
Milo (from Atlantida)
Prince Philip
Prince Adam/Beast
Aladdin
Li Shang
Flynn Rider (Eugene Fitzherbert)
Tarzan
Hercules
Mad Hatter/ Tarrant (only live action movie version)
Jim Hawkins (from The treasure planet)
Māui (from Moana)
Kristoff (from Frozen)
Princess Tiana
Mulan
Princess Jasmin
Princess Rapunzel
Princess Ariel
Jane (from Tarzan)
Esmeralda (from The Hunchback of Notre Dame)
Megara (from Hercules)
Alice in worderland (only live action movie version)
Princess Belle
Princess Aurora (only Malificent version)
Kida (from Atlantida)
Moana
Princess/Queen Anna
Princess/Queen Elsa
Princess Merida (from Brave)
(I wasn't sure if Merida was from Disney or Pixar so I Google it and this is what I found "Film was produced by Pixar Animation Studios and released by Walt Disney Pictures." so I put her in Disney section)
Pixar movies:
Buzz Lightyear
James P. Sullivan (from monster INC.)
Woody
Frozone (from The Incredibles)
Dash Parr
DreamWorks:
Shrek film:
Shrek
Fiona
Artie
Trolls:
Branch
She-Ra and the Princess power:
Catra
She-Ra
How to train your Dragon:
Hiccup
Astrid
Turning red:
Miriam
Priya
Meilin Lee
Abby
4*Town
The Croods:
Guy
Eep
Despicable me:
Gru
Dru
Lucy
The rise of guardian:
Jack Frost
E. Aster Bunnymund
Toothiana
Once Upon a Time:
Peter Pan
Tinkerbell
Captain Hook
Ema Swan
Evil Queen
Henry
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This can change after some time so check for update 😌
