New Side of Me
Pairing: Hidan x Fem Reader
Summary: The reader is partners with Hidan in the Akatsuki, not as skilled and always butting heads with Hidan, arguing because he feels that she's useless, saving her more than once. Realizing that she could be better, she admits to him that he's right, asking for a truce and fresh start, getting to learn more about one another, taking a step into a new kind of partnership...
Warnings: Swearing, drinking, Mentions Death, SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) (Choking, foreplay, slight spanking, rough sex)
Word Count: 2.8k
Tag List: @wheeler-omega-kingston
I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:
“You need to get your shit together!” Hidan never had a lot of patience, closing his eyes and relaxing as his black and white skin returned to its normal flesh color, blood dripping from his three-bladed scythe.
Pulling my red-bladed tanto from the body on the ground, tempted to throw it into Hidan’s back for always being an asshole, growling, “I don’t think you realize Hidan, that unlike you, I’m not fucking immortal!”
“That’s not the point!” His eyes darted back, glaring with those purple eyes, “You still know taijutsu, ninjutsu! I shouldn’t have to always come and save your ass!”
My head was ready to explode, anger boiling and I held it all in, keeping my distance from him as we made our way back to the hideout. We had a far trip, trying to clear my mind and looking back at it, Hidan has saved me from some dangerous situations, multiple times as a matter of fact.
Even though we were always butting heads, I didn’t like him always being in charge, but he always made sure that I made it out safe.
Got damn it, why did he have to be right? Looking down at myself, I noticed some scratches on me, meanwhile, no one even touched him. I guess I was a little rough on him, being more of a nuisance rather than a useful partner.
“Unlike you, I'm not fucking immortal!" Hidan mocked, the sight of the hideout a relief to me, shaking with angry and trying my hardest not to throw my sword into him, he is immortal after all.
“Stop mocking me, Hidan!” I snapped, hand on its handle, but of course he only mocked more:
“Stop mocking me, Hidan!”
When we made it back to the hideout, he headed in with laughter, only growing when he let the door slam on me.
The second it opened, Hidan began to make his way to his room, thinking I was following:
“I know we don’t have much time, but try and train some tonight or something. So, hopefully, you can be of some use tomorrow.”
I had no response because I didn’t follow him, heading down the hall and to the kitchen, hearing:
“Y/N?”
Not knowing where I went nor trying to find out, I heard his door slam, but I didn’t let it bother me, wrapping my hair up, washed my hands, and cooked his favorite dinner, also finding his liquor in the hidden cabinet that he thought I didn’t know about.
This was painful, cooking dinner for Hidan like some kind of housewife, but I didn’t want to keep fighting like how we did. As a part of the Akatsuki, we had bigger things to accomplish and had no time to be childish or petty.
Dinner was more of a peace offering, setting his plate and drink on a tray and heading back to his room, knocking softly.
“What the hell do you- “
Thought I’d never see the day where he was speechless, looking down and seeing his favorite dish put him in shock, looking back up into my eyes, demanding an answer with his eyes.
“You were right, Hidan,” I began, holding up the tray and offered, “You saved my ass a lot more than once now and I promise that I’ll train and get better so I’ll be useful. So, we cool now?”
“Wait a minute,” He took his glass, smelling the liquor, and realized, “How’d you find my stash?”
Looking away, I just whistled, but side-eyed him to realize how his glare grew more intense, huffing at him:
“I didn’t take any, I swear! I only got some for you and put it back. No one saw.”
That actually put a small smile on his face, taking the tray and commanded, “Go grab it and the other, then come in here.”
“Huh?” I had to reassure, Hidan having to be himself and scoffing:
“Did I stutter? Go get the booze.”
He could never ask for anything nicely, but I held my breath and listened, grabbing the bottle of liquor and heading back to his room. It was surprisingly not so messy as I expected it to be, having a small table and two chairs in the corner.
I had to register the fact that Hidan actually invited me to hang out with him, thought he wouldn't accept my offer, or even look at me after what happened today. But he ate his dinner right up, drank with me, and ended up super giggly, the drinks were pure and strong after all.
Only if he was like this all the time, he had me in laughs and smiling, almost falling back in my chair, but I caught myself, both of us looking to the floor when my headband fell from around my neck where I last placed.
"Just out of curiosity," Hidan sipped his drink slowly, looking at my Hidden Grass headband, the symbol having a large, deep slash through it, "How did you end up here?"
"My village gave me away as a test subject," I spoke softly, staring at the headband, reliving the terrible memories, beginning with me being taken away from my parents, "To this day I don't even know why or what they were even testing, but I was the lone survivor and as I got older, it was like they were trying to turn me into some kind of weapon. The last test they ran was the most painful and I couldn't take it anymore, sitting up off the table and everything went black..."
I paused, choking on my words while trying to remember what happened. Years had passed since then and still, I couldn't remember what happened, no matter how hard I tried.
"And...." Hidan was very curious to hear more, truly curious and listening for a change when I explained:
"When I came to, there was just blood everywhere, fire, everyone there was dead except for me. Even now, I don't know what happened. They sent ninja after me..."
While telling him this, I could sense his mood changing, a lot more serious, watching cautiously as I stared at the symbol on my headband, anger growing while remembering:
"And when those ninja got there? It happened again. Blacked out and returned to a massacre. So, I fled the village, did some traveling and I guess I made a pretty big name for myself, stumbled across Kisame and that's how I ended up here."
"Hmm," He found this very interesting, stroking his chin, "So, you have no memory of these, 'massacres'?"
"I always just lost control and everything went black," I spoke the truth, staring into his eyes and shrugging, "Every time, that's how it went."
"That right, huh?" He finished his drink, leaning forward excitedly, "I think I know how to help get you into that place without you blacking out."
"Really?" I leaned toward him, dead serious because this was a mystery that ate me alive when I tried to figure it out, just to end up disappointed, why was I even shocked when Hidan replied:
"Lose control, but control it."
My face went straight, heavy with disappointment and annoyance at his stupidity, huffing:
"Please make that make sense, Hidan. Because it makes no damn sense."
"Oh, but it does!" He sat up, thinking of an example to make me believe; he made us both curious and anxious with that small psychopathic smile of his, "I know the perfect way to show you."
"Enlighten me," I took a deep breath because sometimes, I didn't know what to expect from him, eyes blasting open when his hand took me by the throat, kissing me softly at first, but that psycho smile was with it, noticing my slight shaking, asking:
"Tell me why you're shaking."
"B-Because," Hidan was actually kissing me and I liked it, really liked how good he was, shaking and answering, "Because I want to throw you back in that chair and take the lead since you like choking."
"Ah, ah, no," He chuckled, squeezing my throat a little harder, kissing with his tongue this time, instructing, "I want you to keep those thoughts in your head, but I'm in the lead. Don't let them take over your body."
"Hidan, -" There was no way I could stay in command and not try to take over, he knew I had feelings that fired up so quick, had very dominant traits, and it was very hard to control, but he made another good point:
"But it's exactly what happens when you black out. You just lose control. You can keep that feeling around so you can be aware, but not lose control of your thoughts or your body. It ultimately comes down to self-control."
"Just admit that you want to fuck me," I joked, trying to see if he would slip up and crack, laughing along with him:
"I would say that I deserve some head after dealing with your shit on a daily basis, but seriously. Just relax, and take in all of those crazy feelings, no matter how overwhelming they might get. Let it all sink in, but don't lose control."
"Guess there's nothing wrong with sitting back and relaxing," I giggled softly, growing silent and breathing in slow, taking in the sweet feeling of his hand squeezing my thigh, thumb rubbing against my shorts to my clit, in soft circles, having me whisper, "I can still moan at least, right?"
"Of course," He laughed, voice sinister when he whispered in my ear, "It feels good, doesn't it?"
"It does," I opened my mouth to breathe as his thumb moved faster, slipping into my shorts for direct skin contact, finger sliding through my folds and into me, pumping with speed.
Damn, I wanted to throw him onto the bed so badly and get to the good stuff, but while thinking about it briefly, I started to see why Hidan and I were partnered up. That immense, powerful fire that would light inside of me before I lost control, the smile I could briefly feel on my face before my memory gave way, the darkness behind it...
I was feeling it again, but it was different. I wasn't angry, I just wanted to make Hidan my bitch, but I listened and ignored the urges, leaning my head back and moaning helped so much, trying to keep them low, but Hidan had magical hands, slipping in another finger to really make me feel the stretch, pumping faster, making sure his tone was sexy, trying to stir my thoughts more:
"Man, only two fingers and you're already tight."
I went to speak but stopped myself. I knew what he was trying to do and I toned it out, focusing on the orgasm that suddenly had me trembling, panting at the tensity in my core, panties, and shorts wet from it.
"You did so well," He purred, kissing my cheek, rubbing up and down my folds, feeling the mess in my pants, "Want to step it up a notch?"
My first thought was to yank him by his pendant and throw him onto his bed, the urge was so strong, feeling that fire trying to consume me again, but instead, I answered with a question:
"How do you want to, 'step it up a notch'?"
His smile showed how proud he was of me, so calm and obedient, taking my hand softly, raising me to my feet, knowing that this was the calm before the storm:
"Keep being a good girl for me."
He made all of our clothes disappear so quickly, hearing a few tears in mine, and after being tossed onto the bed, Hidan revealing just how hot he actually was, in the nude, from head to toe, I couldn't keep my eyes off him.
I was so warm already that there was a bit of sweat on the edge of my scalp, looking into Hidan's eyes deeply and smiled, that smile growing more when he smirked but was evaluating me again like he was looking in the mirror.
That smile stayed there, slouching all the way back on the bed and giggling at him pouncing on me, but moaning so loudly at one little kiss, then a bite at my neck, hand shifting my hip upward and spanking my ass with some force, the sting having me gasping.
It was starting to take over, lifting my head and ready to reverse roles, till he kissed me again, the tip of his cock sliding in with a pop, then his hips swiftly connected to mine like magnets, the sudden burst of pleasure having me burning up, the tingling sensation having me shake again.
"Hidan-" I gasped softly, lying flat on my back and taking that moment to breathe, readying myself; He thought that I was going to say something sarcastic, but I channeled his confidence, "You're going to keep going like that?"
"Why?" He wondered, a deep, rough thrust making my whole-body jiggle, "Too much to handle?"
He'd pull back to his tip slowly and give me another rough thrust, increasing his speed after each one, wanting to see my reaction, wanting an answer, "Bet it makes you want to snap."
"I just want you to keep fucking me, Hidan!" I whined, honest and desperate for the crazy, good feeling, and after that? All bets were off.
Hooking his arms under mine, he fixed our legs so they were a little wider, then went completely ballistic, those thrusts already having me screaming, but that wicked smile was on my face; convinced I was thrown into a fire pit at this point with how quickly sweat built at my temple, the tingle making my body want to jerk and go all over, but I just held onto him, screaming out his name and leaking out the energy that way.
"Look at you," He giggled and teased, "I know you like to scream at me, but not in that tone."
"You are such a little shit," I barely managed a laugh, unable to deny that he was funny, "But damn, are you a little shit who's good at this."
I didn't want to talk too much, sarcasm being the main language I shared with him, not having the time anyhow, squeezing him so hard that I could feel every little touch, hard to keep up with due to his speed, but I sure felt it, from head to toe, having me spiraling.
"Hell yeah, I'm good at it," He snickered, nibbling on my ear, "Every single one of those pretty moans and screams says it all to me."
"Uh-huh, mhm," I whined, lips sealed tight, trying to ignore his words because of the swirling pool in my core, cracking open piece by piece, heart beating so fast I thought it might stop, the pulse in my neck throbbing so hard that it made my head feel clogged, only stronger when Hidan began biting at my neck again, saying:
"Gonna give you something you'll never forget."
Leaving one last bite mark, he shot up straight, holding my legs up and really put me to the test, having me walking on the ceiling, eyes down and darkening to watch how I was moving, slight squirms and jerks, hands gnawing at the bed lightly to fight the control that was ready to disappear.
"You ready?" His eyebrows popped, "You gonna cum when I tell you to?"
"Yes, Hidan!" I answered quickly, needing it so badly that there were tears in my eyes, trying so hard not to break that I could hear every bodily function echo in my head, but so relieved when he commanded:
"Cum, Y/N."
"Shit, Hida-" I was panting so hard, doing as told, the pleasure such a relief, but overtaken by the squelch that was heard around his relentless cock, like I was sent to a different dimension with small balls of light ping-ponging around my eyes, even after they closed, body heavy and in a wave of ecstasy, crying out one last time before I dropped, "Hidaaan!"
"Such a good girl," I heard above me after a moment, looking with one eye as he laid on top of me, pinching my cheek and shaking my head, "Knew you could do it."
"If that was a test," I took a deep breath, ready to hear his loud laughs, "Can I keep taking it?"
Praise from me was very rare, so I hope he was appreciative of it while laughing, having to keep on joking:
"I will never complain about getting some ass, Y/N."
He made sure to smack my ass one last time too, still laughing as I shook my head, but letting him know, "Thanks for both the good time and the help, Hidan. I could really feel it and I didn't let it take over me."
"Oh, I knew that when I saw that smile," He whispered, having me wonder again, "Don't think I have ever seen you make a face like that."
"You know Hidan," Fixing a strand of hair in front of his face, I thought about how he fired me up like he did, so quick and heat on the max level, that same smile coming back, having him staring back, "I'm pretty sure you just unlocked a new side of me."