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pfpanimes · 1 month

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⌕ naruto - deidara.

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benkeibear · 6 months

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⋆꙳✧༄ Hand mouths

❖ Character: Deidara

❖ Reader: Female | AFAB

❖ Wordcount: 1,4k

❖ Summary: You always wondered what those tongues could do - and you're about to find out

❖ WARNINGS: sub!reader, oral, fingering, spitting, mentions of Masturbation

Deidara’s art always drew you in, the way it looked so uniquely him or the way the smallest bits and pieces flew around the scene when he made it explode, his laughter echoing in your ears. It was only a question of time until you begged him to teach you his ways, starting off with a simple pottery class and he was so stoked you wanted to learn. Little did you know that Deidara had been harboring a crush for you ever since he first heard your laugh when one of his pieces exploded right in your face - you understood him or so he thought. But now you're here in his art corner, wearing a cute little apron over your clothes so you won't get too dirty with clay.

“You also should wear one!” You insisted playfully, holding out another apron for him but he gave you a playful glare “i’m a master at this. There won't be a single speck of dirt on me” he reassured you which only made you pout.

“I thought I can get you to take that coat off to see your movements better” you explained, a hint of sheepishness in your voice when you told him a half truth. You did want him to take his coat off but for no other reason that to ogle at his arms while he kneads the clay. The imagination of his muscles rippling beneath his skin with every move, fingers dipping into the softening material made you imagine it was your flesh he's kneading, his fingers dipping into your- snapping yourself out of your lewd little daydream you sat down at the pottery station Deidara had prepared for you, surprised to see him in the apron.

“You're not even gonna freak out?” He asked slightly disappointed when he held his hands out, showing you his secret weapon when it comes to his art and you only cocked your eyebrow. “Did you forget that one of those things licked my hand when you first met me?” You asked amused, playing it cool but these damned hand mouths were your downfall. At night when you tossed and turned, all you could think of was how good they'd make you feel, gliding through your folds or how Deidara would touch himself - tongues lapping at his sensitive tip to push him over the edge, or did he like to tease himself with them? Your mind wandered off again until he snapped in your face, pulling you out of lewd thoughts once more.

“Just start kneading the clay and when you're ready you just… let the creativity flow” he tried to explain as the mouths on his hand wetted the clay he then so skillfully shaped into a small cat like shape. “But I figure you should start with a bowl or vase” his voice was laced with amusement.

When you put the clay onto the spinning part of the station Deidara moved to stand behind you, slender hands carefully guiding your movements as his bare arms flexed at every move of his hands, muscles rippling beneath the skin and you were barely able to concentrate on the clay in front of you. The moment his fingers started digging into the clay as if he was caressing it gently and his breath hit your neck it was over for you. “I wonder what else these hands can do” you thought to yourself, or at least that was the plan but the words slipped right of your mouth as the spinning of the wheel beneath you came to a halt, the room now deadly silent until it was filled with his chuckle. “So eager to find out, hm?” Deidara teased, lips right next to your ear and you had to plan your next move carefully now.

“Would you show me?” You asked with a smirk, trying to sound confident but the small crack in your voice gave it away. “Let me clean my hands and I'll show you” he whispered and just like that his looming presence behind you disappeared for just a moment before he returned.

“Take your clothes off. Show me the beautiful art hidden beneath” he rasped, strong hands slowly tracing over your bare arms and causing goosebumps to raise in their wake. He didn't need to tell you twice, dying to find out what it would feel like and without shame you undressed yourself.

As if you were a sculpture he walked around your naked body, once, twice, eyes raking over your exposed skin in awe. “I can't wait to ruin you” he chuckled more to himself before his lips found their way onto yours in a heated kiss, tongue wasting no time to infiltrate your mouth but you let him. You weren't going to put up a fight or play hard to get, Deidara always had you in the palm of his hands as you were just waiting for him to make a move.

A yelp escaped your lips when you felt a tongue swirl around your hardening nipple before his hand gently kneaded the flesh. You could feel him smirking against your lips at how well you were reacting to him, to the tongues lapping at your little buds until he heard you whimper, hands slowly traveling further down but stopping right at your mound. A small path of saliva shimmered on your skin from where the tongues traveled over your body but it wasn't enough for Deidara. In one swift movement he emptied the small desk where pottery was drying, the shrill sound of parts breaking almost making you flinch but you had no time to react as he already lifted you onto the desk.

“Legs up” he ordered eager and your legs folded towards your chest, leaving your pussy on display to him. You were truly the most beautiful piece of art to ever grace this room.

The blonde man couldn't help himself but to get a taste from your juices that were glistening so perfectly on your folds, eager tongue dipping into your cunt to lick one long stripe from your entrance to your clit before gently sucking on it. “You taste so fucking divine” he moaned against your heat, the mouths on his hands nibbling on your thighs impatiently, dying to have your arousal melt on their tongues as well. Deidara gathered some of your slick on his tongue before standing back up, his body now leaning over yours “open up” he chuckled, waiting for you to open your mouth which you did just as ordered. “You're my good girl, aren't ya? Now swallow” he praised, a glob of his spit mixed with your arousal dropped down onto your awaiting tongue, whimpering at the way he claimed you as his now.

The second you swallowed you were rewarded with a tongue lapping at your puffy clit, a sinister smile spreading on his lips as he watched you moan helplessly as two of his fingers slipped inside of you with ease. It felt far better than you always imagined, his skilled fingers finding your g-spot fast and massaging it with precision that had you squirming on the table. “Is that what you imagined when touching yourself?” He asked teasingly and you had to nod, letting him know that you need him - need his tongues on you and who was he to deny you this experience? Without any further teasing he moved once more, his fingers slotted deep inside of you as one of the mouths of his hands lapped at your clit, Deidara’s own tongue soon joining the other and pushing you over the edge into a mindblowing orgasm. The feeling of two tongues gliding through your folds was almost too much but you didn't want it to end just yet, shaking hands holding onto his hair and pushing him closer into your core. “Don't worry sweets, I said I wanted to break you. Not gonna stop any time soon” he mused between your thighs, his free hand caressing his hardened length as the tongue in his palm drooled all over his cock just like it was on your cunt. You always imagined what it would feel like but actually being his masterpiece meant getting this treatment until you were nothin but a blubbering mess from just a few tongues and two fingers.

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axis1996 · 4 months

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