Hello! could I please request TR boys with a younger girlfriend?
Like, idk just make reader like us all, in our early twenties, messy, reckless, stubborn, bratty and smartass ... And they just like have that daddy's gonna punish you vibe 👀
Hmm can you make Ran, Wakasa, Kakucho... or anything you'll feel comfortable with ! ( Is it possible to add Kakashi and Itachi too ? Sorry it's a lot but I'm just curious about how they would act 😭 )
Thank you !
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
Warning : 18+, minors DNI. Contains smut, boys have daddy kink, Reader is a brat, a smart mouth, a fuck girl in Ran's part, punishment, manhandling, brat taming, breeding kink, nicknames ( whore, slut, love, baby ), orgasm denial, bondage, voyeurism, and a lot of other things. Reader is independent, stubborn, drives them crazy.
Summary : I might have put a lot of myself in this reader lol, but I love this request somehow.
Ran, Wakasa,Kakucho, Takeomi, Mitsuya,Itachi, Kakashi.
“I PRECISE READER IS OF LEGAL AGE IN ALL OF THE FOLLOWING.”
Ran Haitani :
Ran is used to be a rolling stone. No, not the rock band. The meaning of, not a person to settle down. He just loved the power he held over his whores, and drank in the tears of them after leaving.
On top of his twenty-eight , dating you in your early twenties could make anyone think he held much power on you too.
Wrong.
And at times like this, buried deep inside the tightest cunt he's ever had, he comes to think you are the one who got the power.
-" Shit, angel " throwing his head back he grunt and dug his fingertips deeper in your hips. " Tiny puss' can barely take me in, let daddy fuck you "
Impressive, how of a whining mess you were above him, struggling to bounce on his length but still shook your head in a manner he found so... Cute.
Those older vixens at Bonten clubs got nothing on you,after all, right ? Why would they be able to ride him and not you ?
- " Uh uh, can take your cock, daddy. "
Such dirty words in your saccharine voice had his cock throbbing inside you, you rolled your hips against his and had his eyes rolling back.
-" Swear to fuckin' god... Pussy so good, can't- can't get enough... "
Ran Haitani deals with jealousy fits his girlfriends throw with a master's hand. Showering them under praises and priceless gifts to keep the pristine image a little bit longer until he has enough, hiding the other woman's perfume on him like the dead bodies he left behind him.
Never ever had he thought the tables would turn, and he would be served the dish he cooked himself.
-" Man, ain't that your bitch down there ?" The pink haired man gestured toward the coffee's outside tables.
Haruchiyo's words go in one ear and out the other, as if he hadn't noticed the smile dripping beam you were giving to that young man at your table, and Rindou had perfectly noticed his brother's knuckles turning white around the steering wheel.
-" Ran, it's green " he gestured toward the green light, and the many cars waiting behind them. But he was only seeing red.
A friend, you told him once, just a friend. But who better than him knows what that word can imply, when he used it so many times with his exes ?
No, Ran Haitani held no power on you, despite being older. He even came to think he would've wished to be younger, as much as that man at the coffee with you.
-" Ran, it's stupid. Open the damn door. "
Your voice fell to deaf ears, busying himself cleaning his gun on the sofa, he heard the quiet sound of your forehead resting against the wooden door.
That's it, get used to it. Because if himself couldn't get used, one of you two had to do it right ?
-" I'm gonna sue you for sequestration " you quietly warned, but only heard a scoff coming from his mouth.
-" Good luck with that " he lazily grinned toward your phone resting beside him, and practically was in a bliss when you let out an outraged sigh.
-" the hell... You can't keep me locked in your room forever, you know ?"
Choking on his pride, he couldn't believe he resorted to such actions. But it was all for that same pride, at the end of the day. Ran couldn't have you cheating on him, Ran Haitani is not one to be cuckold. No seriously, a dinner with a friend, past 10 p.m ? Who did you think you're fooling ?
Getting up from the sofa, he blew some warm air on his gun and threw it on the couch, before making his way to the bedroom door and sliding the key inside.
Being met by those doe-like eyes that sometimes makes him think gonna be the end of him, you let him run his calloused hand across your soft cheek's skin, his usual smirk on.
-" That's right, pretty baby. "
You honestly were not one to be scared, yet when he began approaching you until his long shadow towered completely above you, yes, yes you were scared.
-" Can't have you locked here forever. But " he grinned, closing the door gently behind him.
He had no warning signs dating you, thinking you would just be another notch in his belt. But now you were the melody that won't leave his head, and it was all your fault. Playing his fake love game better than him, who did you think you are ?
-" But I can stuff that pussy until you can't walk anymore. "
Slender fingers pushed you on the mattress, having you all sprawled for him with your skirt riding your thighs, your bare skin already waking up his lower parts.
-" So be a good girl and watch me stretch you real nice, yeah ?"
Wakasa Imaushi :
Just an iceberg, and sure not one to look for butterflies in the stomach at thirty-seven, no he was no looking for love, or for anything that would last.
Then you just stormed in... No it is not a figure of speech, you stormed in his life, and as the youngest drops of rain soaked him to the root, now he was all but breathing fresh air.
He should probably not, the age gap was impressive, let alone the fact that your two personalities had no middle to meet in, all the odds were against it.
But, to reiterate, you just came in. That's it, end of the story.
You, your loud laughter, your unfunny jokes and your hungry fists.
Shit happens, he told himself the first time, pressing your back against the desk of his office at the gym, bare chested as you looked at him with a wry smile at the corner of your glossy lips, slamming his hips against yours and smirking when your face contorted in pleasure and pain.
-" what is it ? Can't run that fuckin' mouth anymore now ?"
If he was not Wakasa Imaushi, he could have felt guilty seeing the tears in the corner of your eyes, as you struggled to even form words. But he knew better, feeling how you clenched around him with every mean word.
Shit happens, he told himself, the second time. Crossing arms behind his head while you tried steadying yourself with your hands on his shoulders. Lazy purple eyes burned with desire as they watched you rise and fall beautifully on his length. He swore he would not help you, thus having his arms resting behind his head but still was happy he gave you some instructions, getting even harder at how compliant you were.
-" Why ain't ya like that all the time f'me, huh ? " He titled his head, biting his lips to keep himself from leaning and kissing your swollen ones. " So fucking stubborn... Don't mind ruining this tight cunt everytime you're actin' like a brat though "
And from thinking, on top of his thirty-seven, nothing could phase him anymore, he found himself thinking it was a good thing that you were a regular at his gym. That way, he could not only enjoy how those sport leggings kissed your curves perfectly, but also to-discreetly- keep an eye on you.
Because even in your early twenties, it seems like you still walked in your teenage habits. Reckless, too damn reckless. Challenging some of his clients- free fighters twice your height and age.
And there you were again, in your pink sport leggings and bra, warming up to fight yet another opponent stronger than you. As careless as he seems, and considering you two never talked about the meaning of your hookups , last months playing cat and mouse had him... Worrying about you. He would not sit and watch your small brain being splattered on the floor.
-" I'm closing, dude. " He mumbled toward the opponent who was ready to fight you, that one frowned but you stepped in before he could say anything.
-" You never close up this early " you remarked, crossing your arms and he shamelessly eyed how your breasts slightly popped out as you did.
-" I said, I'm closing. Get out. "
The one who new better, the guy, quickly grabbed his belongings and nodded goodbye to his coach before leaving.
But the careless, reckless, fucking so full of herself one stayed, pouting child-like.
-" You don't want me to fight him" you concluded some seconds later, he put away some dumbbells left there and straightened, raising a brow toward you.
-" couldn't care less " he shrugged unbothered, but then you started walking toward him, too close for you own good and raised your head high.
-" Yes you do. You think I can't actually win. "
-" I don't think you can't win. I know you won't. Now go home. "
His hand reached for your shoulder, trying to shove you away but his eyes widened the slightest bit when you used that moment of inattentiveness to grab his arm and twist it.
-" You shall not underestimate me, Imaushi. Especially not when I can have your arm pinned in a heartbeat. "
He must admit, you're nimble, and slided behind him very fast. But little did you knew with that little strength of you, you just dug you own grave ?
-" Oh princess" you were surprised to hear, a low chuckle from him, for the first time. Dropping his lollypop on the floor, he freed himself from your grip with little to no force, and the white leopard has never been quicker to turn and meet your eyes. " You should never have done that... "
Wakasa indeed never thought he would bother with someone as young, as loud and annoying as you.
But at that moment, bending you over his desk, cock slamming your dripping hole with the stronger thrusts he's got in his back, he was glad he did.
-" Y'think you're such a big deal, huh ?" You cried out as another harsh thrust of him almost sent you, and the desk flying. " 'bout time someone teaches you a fuckin' lesson"
And he had no problem doing that, eyes blessed by the sight of your ass up and cunt dripping between your thighs.
-" Drivin' me outta my fucking mind with this pretty ass " his hand met the latter with a painful slap, you bit back a whimper but he smirked, still hearing the echo of it anyway. " Gotta tame you into the perfect slut for daddy. Mold this pussy to my cock, yeah baby ? "
Ah the youth... Always thinking they're so invincible. And somehow he knew the perfect way to make that cotton stuffed brain grow up a little.
-" I'mma fuck a child into this" you felt your high at reach while he tapped his fingers against your folds. " Amazin' pussy. See how you can fight, all round with my kids ?"
Kakucho Hitto :
Who was Kakucho but an outcast?
His whole life, had been lived between two wars, collecting scars, counting dying stars.
Although he had only lived in the darkness, his heart has always seemed homesick for light. Until you.
Months been spent trying to deny you, protect you from himself or whatever his guards were pretending.
But goddamn that head of yours was harder than any of the walls around his heart, though being a young adult, sometimes you acted just like a rebellious teenager.
Homesick for a home that didn't even existed, and he stopped moving from his spot, nothing to look for anymore.
Oh how could he stay at that same spot when you swept him off his feet like the tornado you came in ? The more he tried going against your winds the more he found himself struggling in the middle of your whirlwind.
So he removed the boards covering his windows and doors and let you in, you and your frivolity.
He discovered you couldn't help but laugh in critical situations, though looked at you with confused eyes the first time you burst in laughter because you nearly set the kitchen on fire.
And you smiled, god, you smiled for nothing. He suspected that you knew it flusters him everytime your glossy lips stretched in a bright smile and did it on purpose to make him lose control and lean in to kiss you.
He would always remember the first time he laughed in years, a real, light-hearted chuckle when he caught you talking to yourself through the mirror.
And oh, how could he forget that night ?
Kakucho frowned and turned his head toward you after hearing a muffled sound, he came to think you were asleep since you've been silent but his tired eyes met your pretty face and small mouth closing around your pillow.
-" Hey, angel, been having a nightmare ?" He asked as he moved closer to you, and his heart missed a beat seeing how your cheeks could grow beautifully warm, biting that seductive lip.
-" Uh... No, it's nothing, just something I was thinking about... "
After many investigations you confessed driving yourself to sleep by many cute fake scenarios you knew would never happen, and still you were eating your pillow at the thought.
What a brat... An incredibly beautiful, endearing brat.
And he wished he could have you by him more often, but you had your own life, own friends, and you had college, all he could do was to give you a spare key and hope for late nights where he would find you in his bed, something he wished would happen more frequently.
- " I don't get why Mikey makes you keep all the important files " Haruchiyo grunt, meanwhile Kakucho slided the key inside the lock.
-" cause last time he made you keep the paperwork you used it to sniff your coke " Rindou shrugged next to his brother, all waiting for Kakucho to give them their assigned paperworks.
But he knew something was wrong the minute he opened the door and loud music came to their ears.
The three boys couldn't keep their laughter hearing a young girl's voice coming from the kitchen.
How could he forgot your habit of singing along with the loud music ?
Though crimson red painted his cheeks, his heart beat faster knowing that you were there, he would have you beside him that night, what was strange itself knowing it was a weekday.
-" Ya know what ? I'll bring it to the headquarters tomorrow, you guys just go home " he hurriedly tried pushing Haruchiyo out of the door who struggled to contain his laughter, and as Ran was about to mock him, his jaw fell down and his gaze drifted behind Kakucho.
-" Kaku ? Daddy you finally home, I made dinne-"
Nothing, nothing could've prepared him for what waited for him. You knew how much he missed you because of your daily schedule, and you knew his ache for a home he could go to after a tiring day.
What essentially led you to his kitchen, cooking a meal for your lover, wearing nothing but a sexy maid apron.
- " Holy shit... "
-" Oh god-" that was not your Kakucho's voice, there were four men in the living room, all wide eyes taking in every sinfully exposed curve of you under the only piece of fabric you were wearing. Shame quickly assaulted you and it was only after you quickly turned around to leave that you remembered.
It was an apron, it has no fabric in the back.
-" Okay so see you tomorrow ! " his hands were harsher than he expected it as he started pushing all of them outside, the one with the purple mullet who's eyes never left your body by the way mumbled.
-" But- but she made dinner-"
-"out. "
He needed no more than that cold stone tone for them to oblige, though they never felt more disappointed to skip paperwork.
- " dadd- Kakucho... ?" Your small voice filled the living room, whilst your lover was facing you with his tense back, you could practically feel the heat radiate from him.
Even the day you learned he was a Yakuza haven't you been that scared of him.
-" Enjoy havin' my subordinates drooling over ya, huh ?"
You whined, trying to press your dripping cunt against his lips only inches away from it, but the ties around your wrists were keeping you hanging on the bedframe.
-" Kaku, you know that's not wh- Oh god ! " A high pitched moan escaped your throat at the feeling of his teeth grazing your throbbing clit, Kakucho tightened his grip around your hips, he felt guilty to think he would gladly snap a picture of his fingerprints on your soft skin, later.
-" What did you just called me ?"
-" Ngh, Daddy... Daddy please " you curled yourself tighter against him, had him chuckling deeper into you.
Yes, though he would rather have died than letting his co-workers see what's his, he still was blessed with the domestic feeling of you waiting for him at home. He caught himself thinking he might get used to it.
-" angel, d'ya have the slightest idea of what you did ?" You shook your head desperately, under the soft warm breath he was blowing on your cunt. " Probably got them all pumping their cocks wishing it was this little pussy"
His gaze darkened, seeing how more drops of your arousal were seeping on his bedsheets and hearing your breath hitching, he cupped your pussy into one hand and had you crying out loud.
-" What a naughty girl I have, hate that I have to do but gotta make them see me eating this pussy of mine. Make them losers hear the pretty sounds you make for daddy, yeah ? "
Your eyes widened and a strangled " Kakucho" left your lips, he stretched his hand and reached for the phone, opening the camera and angling it just the right way so they could only see his naked back.
-" But worry not, pretty girl. Won't let them have a single fucking look of this princess' body. Never again. "
Takeomi Akashi :
He warned you. Yes he was a player, but a fair one. He told you not to fall in love, to keep your heart out of your vagina.
But honestly ? He should've saved those words for himself, he probably needed them more than you did.
Because you didn't even started playing back and he was already head over heels for you, something that never happened to him before.
He could curse the day he met you at their club during one of your girl's night, or he could curse every feature of your pretty face, in the end it was the same, he just can't seem to get you out of his head.
It's been pretty weird for him at first to date you as you were almost half his age, he only had his fair amount of mature women and never thought he'd end up with a baby. Because that's what you were, a brat.
A pretty, over independent brat.
Sometimes he caught himself thinking he was babysitting you, he honestly saw no difference between the behavior his younger siblings used to have and yours. Stubborn, head in the clouds, trying every forbidden way to upset him it seems. And the worst in that ? No strings attached, he had nothing that could keep you grounded.
No matter how much money he would offer, "I need my own money not yours". And no matter how pretty was the jewelry he bought, at the end of the day it would return to his pocket because " why do you even buy things for me it's not my birthday".
You made it pretty clear, he was there because you wanted him to, not because you needed him. And what was he supposed to do with those crumbs when a bunch of young and handsome men were ready to steal you from him ?
Though it was exhausting, to be constantly checking your wandering eyes, he could just not let go.
Who would wake him up in the morning with the hairdryer's sound ? Accidentally burn the pancakes and say " good thing, you just took a step back from diabetes"?
who would surprise him at the meeting with some nudes taken in the college's bathroom ?
too much for his game, you were a witch.
And he really doesn't know why he keeps bringing you to external meetings with their partners at their clubs, since it's one from the only few times he'd be stressing. With so many eyes on what's his, how much more time left before it was not his anymore ?
-" I don't care how you do that" Koko snapped at Ran over the loud music. " Hire prettier girls, create special offers or whatever. The whorehouses aren't working enough these days and Mikey... "
And there it goes again, same conversations, same men with the same girl's on their laps. With a sighing mind, you watched your boyfriend reach for a cigarette in his pocket, but he barely had anytime to put it in his mouth before you snatched it away and brought it to yours, smiling like a kid.
He arched a brow toward you, since when did you even smoke ? Then rolled his eyes noticing Ran, Rindou and Mucho all taking out their lighters to do it for you. That was his routine.
-" Here ya go, love " he heard Rindou whispering as he lit it up for you, being the closest one to you and his hand around your hip tightened seeing the way the Haitani eyed your smiling lips.
Conversation kept going around the same boring problem until you were bored of hearing their words in the back of your head like a broken record.
-" It's not even such a big deal. " Your soft voice brought all of their eyes to you. " Nobody goes to whorehouses anymore. Except, maybe old men. " You winced seeing most of them, and their girls raising their eyebrows. " No offense... "
-" sweetheart you-"
-" focus on my words instead of what's in your pants. " You interrupted Ran the same way he did to you, and rolled your eyes at his smirk. " People nowadays want to see, the thrill of watching something you can never have. Once you get it, it all vanishes away. Get all your girls an onlyfan, and thank me later. "
And though most of them were not into smart mouths, Takeomi could clearly see the interest sparkling in all of their eyes. His throat tightened as Kokonoi leaned over the table, closer to your face.
-" You, are really something else... Ain't ya, precious ?"
Takeomi hated it. And you. And that cursed little smirk curling your perfect lips.
-" 'bout ten fucking bitches there, all keeping it silent. But you, you had to run it again, obviously ?"
His low voice was laced with venom while his hands tightened on the steering wheel, you couldn't hear the end of it in your way home and your head ached from all his reproaches.
-" but I'm not your bitch and you know what ?" You scoffed earnings a side eye glare from him. "Drop me here. Consider from now on I'm not your problem anymore, so I can't embarrass you. "
He would've liked to ignore that foreign tingle in his chest hearing your words...
-" Watch your fucking mouth. "
And although he never took such a scary tone with you, you swallowed your stress and muttered.
-" I only wanted a good fuck, not another father... "
Not even have you finished your words that the car did a great spin, ripping a small scream out of you while he hit the brakes and parked in the middle of the dark empty road.
-" Repeat that f'me, would'ya ?"
-" Oh fuck, slow- slow down ! I... Omi !"
-" Wanted a good fuck, right ?" He grunt, hips smashing against yours and you honestly couldn't even tell how you both found yourself on the backseat. Your words might have somehow switched something inside him, force him to manhandle you like he has always been afraid to do.
- " Y'better take my cock like a good little whore, fuck- should've shut you up this way. Jus' fucked you dumb in front of em "
His filthy words tightened the knot in your lower belly, walls spasming around him had him growling and throwing his head back in bliss.
-" this pussy's my addiction. Goddamn- tell me how... The hell 'm a supposed to let'ya go ?"
-" Close... So fuckin' close daddy" you ignored his words and let more tears slip from your eyes while he pounded relentlessly into you, a bruising hold on your breasts.
-" Look at you, practically begging to be put in your place, m'baby such a brat, gotta tame ya into my perfect wifey, would'ya lemme ?"
-" Yeah ? What 'bout I stuff this lil pretty pussy 'f my cum, would my pretty girl take daddy in ?"
Mitsuya Takashi :
He knows it, you know it, and he wouldn't even try to deny.
He has a huge daddy kink.
But you really were the one to trigger it, because he was now a twenty seven fashion designer and he was supposed to be so far from those years where he had to take care of his baby sisters.
Supposed. Because everything in you just brought that protective side of him, your careless nature, he couldn't help but take your hand in his everytime you'd cross a road.
Your lightheaded oversight, sweet morning cooking for you but you wake up late to college and forget to take breakfast...
The mess you left behind you, pink pom pom pen all over his desk, and he'd never forget the blush on Hakkai's face when he found your lace panties on the couch during a visit to his friend's house...
And despite all those adorable flaws he loved so much on you, you always insisted on carrying yourself on your own. Always preventing him from paying things for you, refusing to let him help you with anything.
No, I can hold that, it's not heavy.
Bitch, it's twice your weight...
It doesn't matter, because every detail of you, he fell for it. Even that stubborn head of yours.
Well, there was times where he just couldn't take it anymore. Like all those times he asked to make sure you were eating enough and having enough sleep during your college exams, and you assured everything was fine.
No it really was not, he concluded, seeing you when he came back from his business trip, noticing how your cheeks deepened, how could you even pretend you could take care of yourself when you overworked yourself that much ?
-" Looks like you even need my help to eat, princess... "
Teary doe-like eyes stared up at him, the ground leaving kisses on your knees whilst his hand had a bruising hold on your hair.
His tip hit the back of your throat relentlessly, Mitsuya never been that rough with you but you wouldn't just listen, you needed a punishment right ?
-" Shit, only obedient for ma cock... Then take it like the fuckin' slut you are "
Those new sharp edges he was displaying were turning you on, your juices dripping between your legs since he made sure to strip you before making you gag around his length. Your clit was throbbing,aching for some release but your hands have been tied behind your back by his necktie, preventing you from any possible pleasure.
He saw the tears forming in the corner of your eyes though you closed them so he would not see your despair, he smirked.
-" Thought- fuck, just this way baby... Thought you don't need my help ? Now look at you drippin' on my floor, where's the independence, love ?"
You opened your eyes and narrowed them at him, sending a fierce glare that only made his cock throb in your throat. You vengefully hollowed your cheeks and swirled your tongue around him, highlighting his pleasure until he was throwing his head back.
-" So fuckin' good " a strangled chuckle escaped his mouth seeing you pressing your thighs together. " Say the words, love. Tell me how much this pretty pussy needs my cock, and I'll give you the fuck of your life "
So stubborn... he thought, whilst you locked gaze with him and tried taking him deeper, proving he needed you more than you did.
And maybe you were right, but that's not what he wanted to hear.
Takashi pulled your hair tighter, the tingling only making your walls clench around nothing and elicit a strangled sob from you. Desperate saccharine voice had him coming undone with no warning in your throat, and he rode his high watching you swallow every drop of him.
-" M'baby, understand that if I need to feed you myself, I would. " He whispered, with his hand still holding your hair as you let go of his dick with a loud pop.
-" Taka', can't no more " you straddled him on the couch, freeing yourself from the tie and wrapping your hands around his neck. " Please, make me cum, please, please, I need you daddy, please... "
Although he told himself he would make you suffer longer, your teary eyes and wet lashes, the desperate way you were rubbing your entrance against him had him in a chokehold. He was just a sucker for you...
-" Shhh, it's okay baby. Gonna take care of my pretty girl"
Soon enough, he was lowering you on him, stretching you to no end while you already started crying his name, a meer attempt to ride him and take control again.
You would never change... He noted in a smile.
-" See ? All you had to do was to be a good girl, was it really that hard ? "
-" Or do you just love it when I use you like a cum slut, baby ?"
Kakashi Hatake :
Somehow you never felt enough, not even once.
He was so much older and wiser, stronger and needed. You painted yourself in your brightest colors, poured yourself into being the best medic nin you could be. Yet it was never enough.
Only the sky would ever know that was all in your head.
Kakashi had another way to see it, to see you. When he looked in your eyes he saw no age gap, no insecurities, just the little woman who broke the walls of monotony around him.
The one with a smart mouth, who wouldn't just shut up. The one to say the things no one else would say, putting him back in his place when his feet would start floating too far from the ground.
He wishes he could just forget about those sarcastic lips of yours, and the life still blindingly glimmering in your young eyes.
But his hell already knew a rainy day, and you brought him out of that numbing shell. Making his heart beat faster, whether because of your cute laughter or your unnerving recklessness, all he knew was that it's been only months still he couldn't keep the cold facade anymore around you.
-" I'm just... Exhausted "
You finally agreed to let the words out, after days of being silent. Something that frustrated him more than it should have, he might just be missing your consistent loud mouth...
- " You're... Fucking amazing, and I'm proud of you "
He never thought he'd be bothered by your smile, but that one was ripped of any joy...
-" But I just feels like a kid waiting by the door.« Don't do that, don't talk so loud, don't walk like that»... " You mimicked the words of the villagers. " «You're a Hokage's future's wife» , oh and all the « and why ain't you married yet ? »" You scoffed. " Like it's not been just few months since we're dating. "
Kakashi sighed loudly, resting his mask and the book he was reading on his desk.
-" and I sound dramatic. And you despise drama but... I just want someone to love me for who I am, not for what... They could make of me. "
He could see you felt self-conscious from opening your heart to him, considering you too were a stranger to releasing what's in your mind and he felt his chest aching for the woman who's been sharing his bed, dreams and living rent free in his mind for the last months.
Kakashi pushed the chair he was sitting in a little back, then slowly patted his lap.
-"enough. C'mere. "
He couldn't believe you'd let their words get under your skin, your so perfect skin, all in display in his lap as he was bouncing his thigh against your swollen clit.
-" That's it, moan my name, baby. Only you can do it "
-" 'Kashi, more please " you begged, hands on his shoulders and how could he refuse you anything ? He was already painfully hard and constricted in those pants, and still all he could yearn for was your own pleasured face beautifully contorting.
-" Oh shit, m'love came pretty hard " he chuckled, few minutes later as you came undone staining his pants, light head on his shoulder but he really didn't care.
Because soon those clothes found their way next to yours on the ground, and as your walls clothed him in, he just couldn't understand.
How could you even doubt yourself ?
-" You fill me up, so good " your moan sounded more like a sob, which made him softly grin and press feverish kisses to your neck.
-" Now you gotta take all of me like my good little slut, is it okay ?"
Your eyes widened with the harsh thrust coming after those words, thinking he would take it slowly for once but his grunts in your ears and the fingers digging in your hips told you otherwise.
-" Yeah you will. Bet my pretty girl's gon' lemme fuck the insecurities outta her "
-" I... I will, oh shit, I will, 'kashi !"
The stubborn one who would only obey when his cock would stretch her out, how couldn't he be obsessed ?
-" That's a good fuckin' girl. Now let daddy make you feel how deep he could love you "
Kakashi was a man of his words, and he promised...
If the village wanted so much to meddle in their Hokage's household, he would make sure to let them hear how good his best girl takes him behind closed doors.
Itachi Uchiha :
Here is a boy who never even considered having some happiness, let alone find love.
Itachi Uchiha is the worst of his enemies, all those arrows in his heart, his mind was the archer of them.
He would probably not be able to tell when it started.
Lingering stares, whispered words
But that, he was not waiting for its ending.
First cry of the newborn crepuscule, the dewy scent of the morning will tell him it's time to go, but the warmth of your hips under his fingers beside him on the bed mimicked the feeling of a home he lost since decades.
Head on the pillow, you could feel him sneaking in almost every night , and he could see you smiling but for some reason you pretended to be asleep.
And he painted you larger than life, because his chest weighted tons of blue ice but you painted him golden. Spark of a fire your love has lit up in him so immense that his demons caught fire.
-" Show me " you whispered, fingertips grazing his eyelashes.
His eyes held the tales of thousand horror legends, but you were seeking to see them as if they were your fairytale.
-" No way. " He replied, lying on his side next to you yet again.
Tantrums, you were so childish but you had your ways to get what you wanted, and they were all but innocent.
You rolled on top of him, making him instantly lay on his back and with a pout he found distracting, began rolling your clothed pussy against the growing bulge in his pants.
- " 'Tachi please " you whined, and he had to close his eyes not to give in, the friction you were giving along with the sight of your hardening nipples under your top nearly making him lose control. Him. The one who never lost control.
-" Stop. "
Red, was the trail his fingertips left on your hips to stop you.
Red, was the fire burning in his lower abdomen.
Red, was the way his eyes shone in the dark when he opened them again to face you with his Sharingan you oh so wanted to see.
Itachi was fascinating to you, and he thrived into the star-studded stare your eyes would give everytime he would do the most trivial thing.
Sometimes you really reminded him of Sasuke, how proud he was of his big brother, long ago. And he couldn't help the need to take care of you like he wished he could've done for his brother.
You were reckless, after all. Young, a danger for your own self and never listened. He spent every minute next to you caring, and every one away from you worrying.
Maybe you knew that, and maybe you used it to see more of him.
Nights where you lived were when the devils would go out, stronger men twice your height would be afraid to be outside at such an unholy hour, but you...
You in your veil white dress, angel tempting the devils outside
Angel tempting his devils inside.
-" what's the crying for, my love ?" His voice echoed through the blinding red.
Red, red everywhere.
-" Isn't it what you wanted ? M'dirty little girl, yeah you did. "
Itachi, itachi everywhere.
Itachi's hands holding yours pinned to the bed, Itachi's cock deep down in your throat, Itachi's mouth closing around your breast.
But through all the clones you knew, the one bullying your cervix with each thrust was none other than Itachi. The real one.
-" Told ya not to go out so late alone, haven't I?"
It was overwhelming, the fire in your guts blinding you to everything, the tsukuyomi only amplifying all the feels whilst Itachi rolled his hips against yours.
-" Did you really needed this to understand, love ? My cock splitting you in half like a whore ?"
You mumbled some incomprehensible words around Itachi's clone's length, and a deep groan reverberated through the crumbling down walls of the genjutsu.
-" Goddamn- baby, pussy clenchin' around me real good... You like it when I do this t'you, don't you ?"
Another spasm of your walls around him was the answer, he knew he didn't deserved that image, pretty face of yours crying in pleasure under the many Itachi's worshipping your goddess's body.
-" love, if I knew... You were such a slut, would've took that pussy 'til your pretty legs can't move sooner "
But you were there, wrapping him in your angelical aura like he was not soaked with blood to the brim.
-" Shhh, don't worry. Still got so many time in my hands to fuck the insolence outta you, baby."
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