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If Kakashi’s being honest, he did not think his Sunday morning would be spent sandwiched between the too-expensive duvet of their bed and his boyfriend’s heaving chest, still covered by his pajama shirt. His face was pressed deep into the cotton blend, and he could’ve gotten lost in the smell of their mixed scents and patches of dog hair tickling his nose if it weren’t for the very distracting figure behind him, bottoming out. Obito breathes a tired and content sigh. He decides that fucking in the morning takes much more effort than it should (I mean, he just woke up! His limbs are heavy and there’s dried mucus in his tear ducts, and he hasn’t even brushed his teeth!), but the scene he woke up to of the sunlight making his man’s hair an almost translucent-white and the soft snore he was breathing and his firm ass pressing right where it needed to be…
How could he resist?
He lays his chest over the toned plains of Kakashi’s back, successfully trapping him in a mating press. He breathes in the familiar scent of the cucumber-whatever shampoo that he uses, and he almost forgets, intertwining their fingers, that he’s balls deep in his boyfriend; and it isn’t until Kakashi mumbles out a confused and muffled question that Obito remembers what he was doing.
Obito gives a shallow buck of his hips, and the first thing he notices is that he is incredibly sensitive. He feels his arms wobble from the intensity of it and breathes out a breathy whine in response.
Kakashi is panting out soft moans from under him, the position humiliating him in the best way possible. He cracks open his eyelids to the sight of Obito right by his ear, eyebrows knitted together and mouth ajar. Kakashi’s head is foggy from sleep, and he can’t think properly, and he doesn’t know what he’s saying until it leaves his lips-
“Good boy, Obito.”
His hips stutter from their steady pace, Obito choking out a shaky, “w-what?”
“I said,” he pauses as Obito’s hips pick up speed again, “you’re a good boy, Obito. You always fuck me so well,” he drawls out.
Obito swears he just left this plane of existence. His body moves on its own accord, focused on drilling into Kakashi, trying to squeeze more compliments out of him. He doesn’t even know what he’s saying, mumbling into the shoulder below him. The only moments of clarity are when Kakashi begins to speak, keen ears listening for something, anything he has to say.
“Very good Obito, fuck, so good for me,”
“S’good for you…” obito mumbles in response, laser-focused on pleasing his boyfriend.
“That’s it, baby, I’m close,” he pauses to huff out a labored breath. “Can you finish inside me? For me?”
Obito is given one goal, and he’s determined to make it the best he’s ever had. He hums out a broken response and jerks his hips at an impossible speed, making probably the most embarrassing noises for the person who’s topping right now. He buries his nose in Kakashi’s hair to muffle his whines and moans. Kakashi intertwines their fingers again. “Good boy, that’s it, cum for me Obito.”
And he’s seeing stars.
He bottoms out once again, feeling his own warm sperm spill into his boyfriend. He pants hard, drool dripping from his open mouth onto Kakashi’s shoulder blade, but he can’t be bothered to care right now. When the ringing in his ears dies down, he finally registers the shaky fingers rubbing circles onto his hand and the soft praises of thank you and very good job and I love you. His breathing calms down enough to lull Obito into a soft sleep, and they both wordlessly decide to sleep in this Sunday morning.
NSFW content - minors dni - bondage - graphic depictions of sexual content - dubcon - gender neutral - x reader
MADARA UCHIHA
This is a man with a thirst for blood; he’s possessive, angry, and harsh.
He has a thing for using you for his own personal pleasure. He will abuse every inch of your body with no return. Madara reminds you every time, face in his strong hands, that this was your idea.
Madara will take the time to delicately tie your body up, suspending it in the air. He loves to see the ropes tug at your body, creating little mounds of skin that pop out.
The few times he returns any sort of favor is when he gets you in his lap. Madara will spend as much time as it takes to stretch you out, lapping at your neck the whole time. He’ll make you ride his thigh until you’re cumming untouched, exhausted and honestly miserable. That’s when his fun begins.
Favorite position: anything where he’s physically on top of you, but he doesn’t mind getting you in his lap so he can bounce you up and down himself. Anything where his hands can be on you the whole time.
ITACHI UCHIHA
Itachi isn’t one for fancy toys or crazy one night stands. He prefers a more traditional approach to sex.
All Itachi has ever wanted was a normal life. He’s honestly afraid of intimacy, so it takes a lot to coax him into sex. The easiest way to do so is to start small. Watch a movie with him and hold his hand. Put your hand on the small of his back as you pass by. Tuck his bangs behind his ear and give him a kiss on the forehead. By the end of the day he’ll be itching to get his hands on you.
He likes having you in his lap because he feels like he can pamper you that way: soft kisses, many compliments, and teasing little touches that get you going a lot faster than you’d like to admit.
Favorite position: definitely missionary. He loves to look at your red cheeks and long eyelashes while fucking you senseless. Bonus: sharingan.
OBITO UCHIHA
Obito is honestly so aloof when it comes to dating in general, let alone sex.
In his head, he’s a sex god that has anyone swooning for him the second he walks into a room… Kakashi will say otherwise.
This man will fall for just about anyone willing to give him enough attention. He’s so oblivious to flirting, but once he figures out what’s happening he’s a blushing mess without fail. Loves one night stands but gets attached way too easy.
Obito is the definition of a switch. He loves having his partner’s hands all over him and telling him exactly what he needs to do. But he doesn’t mind pinning them up against a wall and fucking them relentlessly, either. Always cums way too fast, every time, without fail. Can go for many rounds, though. Will try everything at least once.
Obito is also way too loud for his own good. From the start he’s whimpering and moaning your name, rambling on about how good everything feels and how he’s so close… yeahhh use any means necessary to shut him up and it turns him on even more.
Favorite position: blowjobs. Get in between this man’s legs and make him feel special. He’ll love you forever and ever. And, he’ll always return the favor.
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Itachi doesn’t care much for sex, but he will indulge himself occasionally. He’ll turn down your requests for sex, but will probably expect you to oblige when he’s in the mood. He prefers slower intimacy, as his deteriorating body can’t keep up like it used to.
Getting you on top where you can do most of the work is ideal to Itachi. He honestly just doesn’t have the strength, especially after a hard fight or mission. Unlike his Uchiha brethren, this doesn’t effect his ego. He thinks it’s sweet to have someone care for him for once. He gives little squeezes to you thighs or maybe a soft moan (if you’re lucky) when something feels particularly good.
However, if you catch Itachi on a good day, where his Sharingan isn’t too overused and his body complies with him, this man will fuck like there’s no tomorrow. He has an animalistic need to press his body to your’s and breed you. He needs to finish multiple rounds inside of you to make sure you carry on his Uchiha name. And when your body has had enough and you’ve slumped against the bed, he’ll grab your face forcefully for you to meet his blood-red gaze.
This transports you to a dimension inside the deepest parts of Itachi’s mind. You can feel a cloud-like sort of texture under your naked body, and you mistakenly think that it’s your shared bed back at home. The first thing that catches your eye is the deep red hue the sky is giving off. It makes your skin glow and your mind foggy. Every movement you make feels like it’s takes every ounce of energy in existence and now you truly believe you’ve passed on to the after life.
You lift your shaky hand to examine the chipped nail polish.
“I wonder if this is Heaven or Hell…”
“You’re under my genjuitsu,” a familiar voice speaks slow and soft to you. Itachi is to the left of the cloud-like bed. It startles you. You let your hand fall to your stomach. “There is no reason to be afraid. You are safe here,” Itachi is kneeled down, your cheeks in both of his slender hands. “Okay,” is all you can muster in your shocked state. You allow yourself to put the full weight of your head into his comforting hands. With eyes closed you speak softly. Hopefully he can hear you. “Did you finish?”
Itachi lets out a hearty laugh. “Yes, yes of course I did honey. You’re very good to me,” his hand is still on your cheek, rubbing tiny, comforting circles. You smile. “Why did you bring me here?” You question.
Itachi purses his lips. “I wanted to try something new.” You think about this for a long while, his gentle actions giving you the confidence to go on. “Itachi, please be gentle…”
“Your mind is in a fragile state right now, I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.”
“I trust you.”
With that, Itachi slowly inserts his thumb past your lips, allowing your tongue to circle the digit. You finally meet his eyes, which are still activated with the Sharingan. He smiles down at you. “You look beautiful with my family’s eyes,”
You halt your movements and give him a questioning glance. To the left of itachi is a small mirror with yourself looking back at it, albeit now you have glistening, blood-red eyes. You pull Itachi’s thumb out of your mouth to stare, open-mouthed, at your reflection.
“It’s just my genjuitsu, but I wanted you too be able to remember this forever,” Itachi says lovingly as he brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. He meets your eyes in the mirror. “And, I think you look beautiful,”
“Itachi…”
He chuckles brightly and kisses your forehead. You feel the same pair of slender hands tilt your head to face the other direction, where you meet… Itachi? This time, he’s standing above you, hand tugging gently at your hair. You look back to where the first Itachi was talking to you and—
To your surprise he’s still there.
“There’s two of you..?” You feel your heartbeat speed up. Itachi is quick to rub circles into your hand. “I plan for there to be multiple of me; I want you to feel me on every inch of your body,” the kneeled figure says, kissing barley-there kisses to your neck. “Oh,” is all you can say as arousal pools in your stomach.
The figure that is still standing pulls you to face him once again, but this time his cock comes into full view, right above your nose. You stare wide-eyed at the member you’ve come to know very well, almost getting deja vu to the first time you and Itachi had sex. The other clone continues to nip at the side of your neck, and it’s all the encouragement you need to slip the head of his dick into your mouth. Circling the tip, you note that this feels so real.
You move to take more into your mouth but are once again caught off guard by the third Itachi that has appeared. He seems to have taken a liking to your thighs, as the figure has began biting marks into them. You let out a surprised noise around the member in your mouth, the figure above you letting out a small moan. The next time he speaks, the voice is noticeably shaky. “I’m still so sensitive,” he speaks into your neck. The neediness of Itachi’s tone gives you a confidence boost. Sliding the cock out of your throat, you preoccupy your hands in Itachi’s silky hair, the one between your legs. “Itachi, baby? Can you do me a favor?” You’re using the voice that sounds like it’s dripping in honey, and judging by the way Itachi is looking at you, you can tell he’s eager to please. Even though you’re talking to only one clone right now, the other two are on the edge of their seat ready to take orders. “Can you eat me out please, sweetie?” You smile at him. Itachi’s sharingan spins wild around his blown out pupils, and that’s all you catch a glimpse of before he’s going down on you.
You throw your head back with a hearty moan. God, Itachi is so good at this, you think. He really takes his time, using his slim fingers to stretch you out just right. You’re still getting used to what the sharingan feels like, but you know that it’s going in circles like crazy right now behind your eyelids. You’re pulling hard on Itachi’s bangs, your orgasam approaching quickly. Just a little more, faster, please, harder—
Itachi chuckles. “Not so fast,” he teases. You slump against the cloud- bed- thing. “I think I could kill you right now,” you say, your approaching orgasam slowly dying off. You close your eyes and let your breathing level out. “I just had other plans,” Itachi says from under you. When did he get there?
You almost forgive him when you feel a figure suddenly above you slowly rub the tip of his cock against your clit, the almost loving action causing you to let out sweet little moans. He finally, finally slips the head between your folds, and doesn’t stop until he’s bottomed out. The stretch is absolutely phenomenal. Your hands are all over his head, back, neck, anything you can get your hands on.
I could stay here all day, you think. You almost get lost in your thoughts, and it’s not until you feel the Itachi from under you start to probe around your other hole that you are brought back from your headspace. You freeze. “Wait Itachi I’m not–“
He shushes you. “Don’t worry, honey. It will not hurt,” he says softly. And you find, as he bottoms out once again, that it really doesn’t hurt. And God, do you feel full. You feel so pliable in Itachi’s hands, overwhelmed, yet in complete control. Maybe this is Heaven, you decide.
Itachi’s breathing is labored and heavy on your ear. “I don’t know how long I’m gonna last, hah,” he breathes, “but I’m not stopping until you’re satisfied.” A shudder runs through your spine. You can’t help but note that this is very unusual sexual behavior for Itachi, and you make a mental reminder to probe him about it in the morning.
There aren’t many more thoughts that run through your mind after that one, though, as the two Itachi’s you’re sandwiched in between begin moving their hips in opposite directions. Somehow you feel so full yet so empty, just wanting more, more. When you finally open your eyes again, you’re met with Itachi’s blissed out face, absolutely taken over with pleasure. “Itachi, do you feel what all of your clones are feeling at once, or is it dulled across of you?” You ask, looking up at him with big doe eyes. He has to screw his eyes shut in order to not cum on the spot. “Hah, I can feel it all at once– ah– my pleasure is quadrupled right now,” he trails off with a moan.
In your sex-driven state, you get a devious idea. There are still two clones to either side of you that have been pretty idle since penetration; petting your hair or rubbing small circles into your arm. You grab both of their members at once, guiding the one on your left to your mouth and circling it with your tongue while simultaneously pumping the other in a fist. The clones above and below you quickly shove their faces into your neck with a wild moan, and that’s about all the warning you get before you’re being filled to the brim.
All of the Itachi’s are bucking their hips, chasing a mind-shattering orgasam. You honestly don’t think itachi has spoken this loud in his life, his usual quiet demeanor out the window. You can feel the warm cum already leaking out of you, the most unpleasant part of this experience thus far. With four sweaty bodies surrounding you, you begin to crave a hot shower and your bed. “Itachi…” you mumble sleepily everyone slumped together in a pile, “can we go home?”
It’s over just as soon as it began. You eventually awake again after who knows how long, feeling more tired then you ever had before. Itachi’s eyes have faded back to their usual dark grey and blood is streaming down his face. You know that he did this on his own terms and no one forced him to do it, but he really does push it too far. Seeing your boyfriend hurt is enough to pull you from sleep’s grasp.
You slowly pull off of his spent cock (which has been inside you for god knows how long that sex genjuitsu lasted) and make your way to grab the needed cleanup supplies. Itachi always pushes himself too far, you think. When you return, you find him in the same place you left him, and for a second you worry that he might’ve passed out. Wiping the dried blood from his lashes, Itachi meets your gaze with half-lidded eyes and softly takes your hand. You sing soft praises to him about how good everything felt and you see a content smile dawn his face.
You finally shimmy your way into bed and pull him against your body. Face pressed into your chest, Itachi finally lets the pull of sleep consume him, dreaming of the breakfast he’ll make you in the morning as a ‘thank you’.
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