#tenzo x reader

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I Hate Your Friends

Tenzo x Reader

Synopsis: Tenzo had decided long ago that he hated your friends as they always put negative thoughts in your head. But this time they had gone too far.

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Springtime was always your favorite season for many reasons. The weather was nicer and the people were happier, but your favorite part was the napping. You didn't know why, but taking a nap in the afternoon with open windows made you feel serene.

You were lucky that Tenzo felt the same.

The sound of a mother scolding her child in the market below your apartment woke you first, eyes opening slowly as you took in the afternoon glow of your room. The weather had gone from hot to cool within hours, but you weren't complaining. It gave you an excuse to cuddle deeper into his arm.

You let out a soft sigh as you tried to fall back asleep, but it was no use. More commotion from the market below floated through the air, making it difficult to fall asleep. Part of you envied Tenzo for being able to sleep through it, but on the other hand, it allowed you to admire him.

Pulling your face from his bicep, you let your eyes travel to where the tattoo resided. It was just red ink in a swirl shape, nothing special. But it meant more to you. Safety. Security. Home. Tenzo knew you loved it but didn't understand why, even though you've told him the reasons a million times before. He argued that the mask should bring you comfort, not the tattoo. And while he was right, he was wrong about one thing.

He'd remove the mask around you, but the tattoo - his strength - would remain. He would always protect you, keep you safe. Therefore, you loved the red ink more than you probably should. Your finger rose to the tattoo, eyes twinkling as you traced it repeatedly. You had become so entranced with it that you didn't even realize he had woken up. "Sometimes I wonder if you love that thing more than you love me."

You gasped, hand flying to your chest as you faked being hurt. "How dare you accuse me of such a thing!!" Tenzos lazy smirk made your heart skip a beat as he rubbed at his tired eyes, "I feel like you'd marry the tattoo but not me-"

"We both know that isn't true" Your whisper made him freeze, and he was thankful his hand covered most of his face. Meanwhile, you held your breath, waiting for him to acknowledge it. You had been with each other for years, and your friends were getting anxious that he had not once talked about marriage.

"I don't think he likes you, Y/n."

"Ya. Part of me is concerned that he's just using you!"

"You deserve better. You deserve someone who wants to marry you."

They were all cruel things to say, but you somewhat understood their point of view. What was taking him so long? Wasn't five years of dating long enough to begin discussing marriage? Your sigh seemed to jolt him from his shock as you exited the bed. Your face was full of pain and betrayal as if he had stabbed you in the heart.

"Y/n-"

"Are you not interested in marriage? Because if not, tell me. I can't keep listening to my friends go on and on about how they're married, and I'm not, despite us being together the longest of the bunch" Tenzo was feeling mixed emotions at your words. He was happy you were bringing it up, but he was sad you felt this way. He sat up in the bed to face you better. "Of course I'm interested in marriage-"

"Just not with me?"

Tenzo sighed, eyebrows crinkling together as he rubbed at his face in anger. Your friends were the worst, he had decided that long ago, but he hated them a little extra right now for putting these negative thoughts in your head. Real friends don't make you question things like this. Real friends reassure and point out instances that would counter those negative thoughts.

"Yes, with you. Why in the world would it not be with you?"

"I don't know, you seem pretty reluctant to me. Five years is a long time!"

"Y/n"

"I mean, come on. You could bring it up occasionally, make me feel wanted."

Tenzo's heart seemed to stop at your defeated tone. He let his eyes drift to the dresser. "Swear to God I'm going to kill your friends someday," he muttered as he moved from the bed to the dresser. You gasped at his statement, storming after him and angrily shouting for him to take back that statement. The drawer opened, and he rummaged through it. You didn't quite understand what he was doing, but the action made your anger disappear quickly—worries of him running away from you filling your body with an unbearable dread.

"Wait, wait, don't leave." Your fingers gripped him tightly, hands shaking as you realized that pushing him away wasn't the answer. Maybe he wasn't ready. Perhaps you had to be patient. From birth, he was trained to be a killer, a machine. He didn't know love when you met. You had to show him, teach him.

Marriage was a scary thing.

Tenzo let out a chuckle. Leave you? Why the hell would he do such a thing? He smiled when he finally managed to find what he was looking for. Pulling you off of him, he turned around to get a better look at you. Your eyes were wide with panic, and your lip was pulled between your teeth as you fought your gnawing anxiety. The sight was heartbreaking.

"I hate your friends."

They instilled this fear and doubt in your mind that he didn't love you and especially didn't want to marry you. They were lies. Tenzo nervously rubbed the box in his hand, and he suddenly grew shy. The blush started at his neck before it climbed to his cheeks. He has had this ring for three years now. He just never found the right time to ask you. Even now, it didn't feel like the right time to ask you. "Tenzo," your whisper was light and airy as you finally let your eyes drift to his fidgeting hands. He inhaled sharply as his gaze dropped to his hands, "I've, um, had this for a couple of years now. I just never found the right moment to ask"

He didn't look at you. Couldn't look at you. But he didn't miss the way your body relaxed in front of him. Shame started to eat you alive, hating that you listened to your friends about something they didn't know about. They didn't know the 3 AM talks when he'd get back from a mission, and he had to know how your day was. They didn't see how he held you close to help you fall asleep or how you rarely slept when he was gone. They never saw the loving gazes, heated kisses, and bone-crushing hugs.

They didn't know, but you did.

"I'm so sorry."

Tenzo sighed as you uttered those words. You didn't have to be sorry. In a way, your friends were right. He should have done this years ago. Silence fell between you both, and shameful tears fell down your face. After what you just did, you didn't think you even deserved to marry him. "Will you-"

"I don't know if I deserve you anymore."

He gripped the box at your words, fear shooting through him as you backed away. Your eyes were wide with panic, and only then did he notice you were crying. For every step you took away from him, he took two towards you. "Hey. Don't say that."

"I mean. I believed my friends over you. You deserve someone better. Someone more stable."

Tenzo shook his head at that as the grip on the box tightened, "I don't want anyone else, Y/n. I want you" he finally grabbed your wrist, stopping your retreat before you managed to run away from him. You didn't fight him off of you, you didn't have the energy to. He didn't know the right words even though Kakashi has coached him on this a million times, so he opted to place the box in your hand without another word.

You just stared at it. Not entirely processing that he was silently asking you to take it and be his forever. He let out a frustrated huff at your reluctance, this was not the perfect moment at all. But he needed you to know that he only wanted you, only needed you.

"Will you please marry me?"

Your e/c eyes flicked up to his dark ones. You should be happy. Should be overjoyed that you were getting what you wanted. But all you felt was sadness. "Tenzo I don't think-" His lips slammed against yours as he dragged you into his chest, tired of you acting like you weren't deserving of this. Like you weren't the most important thing to him.

The box fell from your fingers so you could grip onto him for support. His hold on you was tight as if you were going to float away if he wasn't careful. You pulled back for air, chest heaving as you tried to catch you breath "Tenzo-"

"The only word I want to hear from your mouth is 'yes'. Is that clear?"

Your eyes widened at the annoyance laced within his words. You knew he wasn't annoyed with you, he was just mad at your friends. You let out a sigh, mentally making a note to stop talking to your "friends" for their sake. Your eyes drifted to the box on the ground. It had opened upon impact with the floor and the ring laid haphazardly next to it. You smiled softly at it before dropping down to grab it, "Sorry I dropped it-"

"What did I say about saying anything other than-"

"Ya. Ya, I know. Sorry,'' you teased before standing up once more. Tenzo watched with bated breath as you examined the diamond in the afternoon sun. You slipped it onto your finger; it was beautiful and perfect. You took too long apparently as he pulled you to him, trying to encourage you to say that one word he wanted to hear. Your giggle filled the room as you rested your head on his chest, eyes watching dreamily as the light bounced off the diamond.

"Y/n"

"Yes, Tenzo. I'll marry you"

#tenzo imagine #tenzou imagine #yamato imagines #yamato imagine #yamato x reader #tenzo x reader #naruto imagine #naruto imagines #naruto x reader

[lavenderangeline]

Underrated cutie #yamatotenzo from Naruto bc he's a cinnamon roll and needs more love

Also a little face Analyses bc i can't watch the Show rn

#yamato #naruto #yamato tenzo #anime #drawing #my art #tenzo x reader #naruto tenzo #fanart #naruto fandom #naruto figures

[mrs-barnes-library]

My Favorite Yamato Fanfictions 🌳🎧

Fluff : 🌺    Smut : 🔥    Angst : 😭    None : 🌲 Incorrect Quotes : 💫

If you like these characters don't hesitate to check the new arrivals, I update every day according to my readings.

Yamato 🌳🎧 :

When His S/o Loves Giving And Receiving Kisses And Cuddles 🌺

How He Hold Your Hand 🌺

Cuddling 🌺

Telling Him You're In The Mood 🔥

Flirting With Him 🔥

Making His S/o Squirt 🔥

Losing Your Virginity 🔥

Cockwarming 🔥

Walking On Him Jacking Off 🔥

Possessive 🔥

Giving His S/o A Facial 🔥

Offering Him Flowers 🔥

Relationship Headcanon 🔥

Can He Find Your Clit ? 🔥

How He Reacts To You Starting To Rock Your His Against His 🔥💚✨

You Can Be The Medecine 🔥

Clothed Sex 🔥

Don't Go Away Mad 🔥

That Moment You Tried To Top Him 🔥

#naruto #naruto shippuden #naruto shippuden smut #yamato #yamato x reader #yamato smut #tenzo #tenzo x reader #tenzo smut #tenzo yamato #tenzo yamato x reader #tenzo yamato smut #smut #miri-writes

[lemony-snickers]

friday flash fic fest(s)

some mini-fics written from submitted prompts:

1 - "i've got you" (kakashi x oc)

2 - "i have so much love for you i almost don't know what to do with it." (kakaobi)

3 - "could you please come and get me?" (kakashi x gn!reader)

4 - "can you read to me?" (shino x oc)

5 - "where's my goodnight kiss?" (kakashi x gn!reader)

6 - "let me help you" (kakashi x oc - tw blood)

7 - reunion kiss (kakagai)

8 - kissing to make someone jealous (kakashi x gn!reader)

9 - kissing their injuries (obito x oc)

10 - kissing to shut them up (kakashi x fem!reader)

11 - kissing their injuries (yamato x fem!reader)

12 - first kiss (tenzo x gn!readre)

13 - angry kiss (obito x fem!reader - tw blood, biting, alcohol, swearing)

14 - kissing to get their attention (kakayama)

#kakashi x reader #tenzo x reader #yamato x reader #obito x reader #shino x oc #obito x oc #kakaoc #kakaobi #kakagai #kakayama #lemony scribbles

[mortyvongola2-0]

To retain peace, there must be laws. Laws that not even gods can break; anyone who does so shall be punished under the authorities of their peers. Those of the gods who do not abide by the law will remain as the punished until otherwise decided. These few, practically unspoken laws, are as follows:

No god shall kill another god

No god shall steal from another god

No god shall perform acts of wrath upon mortals without justification

These makeup the thin line between chaos and order. These are the laws that must be followed, at all costs. The punished must pay a heavy cost for their misdeeds.

The sound of drums, heavy, loud, in unison, sounded out and you ran. Ran as fast and as far away as your legs could take you. To the mountain, to the forest, to the village, in order to reach your salvation. But somehow, in a twist of fate, you found yourself face to face with one of them. With him.

"I-I know who you are," you tried to let out between heavy breaths. "What you are."

"And what is that?" His voice was like silk as it poured over your ears, dancing through your mind like a leaf on the wind. You swallowed thickly, eyes shifting between his twisted form and the ground. What did he look like really? Was his human appearance as appealing as he sounded? Did he even have a human form anymore?

"You are-

Kakashi the Wicked

Yamato the Thief

Itachi the Betrayer

one of the punished."

Sacrificed: The Punished

tagged list: @therantingfangirl @justmyownreality @hashira-mal @skydaddy01 @silvermadara

A/N: Hello hello, welcome to the season two preview of Sacrificed! Otherwise called Sacrificed The Punished or just The Punished! I'm very excited to present this to you all. This season will explore more of the lore of the world of the gods as well as explore some more glorious kinks. It will be darker, it will be fun, it will be long winded, so come along and enjoy the ride!

Also there’s a Twilight reference in the preview bit and I don’t regret it. Extra cringe points if you’re with me.

Happy Halloween 🎃

Sacrificed: The Punished releases ???

Season one: Madara||Hashirama||Tobirama

#naruto series #mortyvongola2 0 sacrificed series #kakashi hatake x reader #kakashi hatake x you #kakashi hatake #hatake kakashi #itachi fanfiction #itachi x reader #itachi uchiha #itachi x y/n #itachi x you #yamato tenzo #tenzo x reader #yamato x you #yamato x reader #yamato x y/n #kakashi fanfiction #kakashi smut #kakashi x y/n #fanfic #fanfiction #mortyvongola2 0 fic #mortyvongola2 fanfic #itachi smut #yamato smut #itachi uchiha smut #tenzo yamato #tenzo yamato smut #kakashi hatake smut #naruto fanfiction

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Fluff : 🌺    Smut : 🔥    Angst : 😭    None : 🌲    Incorrect Quotes : 💫

Yamato - Tenzo 🌳🎧 :

Imagine Being Orochimaru’s Daughter And Dating Him 🌺

Their Reactions To You Offering Them Flowers 🌺

Their Reactions When You Return From A ( Long ) Mission 🌺

Their Reactions To You Going "What The Fuck ?!?" 🌺

Sending Them A Text After You Broke Up 🌺

How He Reacts To You On His Lap, Making Out And You Start Rocking Your Hips Against His 🔥

That Moment You Tried To Be On Top Hcs 🔥

Random NSFW Headcanons That Aren't Always Canon 🔥

What Reboots His System Right Away 🔥

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#naruto imagine #naruto shippuden #naruto shippuden imagine #tenzo #tenzo x reader #tenzo imagine #yamato #yamato x reader #yamato imagine #yamato tenzo #yamato tenzo reader #yamato tenzo imagine #miri-writes #yamato smut #yamato fluff #yamato x reader fluff #yamato x reader smut

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Headcanons for Yamato

This is my first time writing 4 years, I hope it’s okay lmao. I love yam yam and have many thoughts about him.

SFW

- You first met when you were on a mission together, he was an ANBU that you were going under cover with. He was enamored with you and your prowess from then on. - Months of agonising later he asked you on a date, It was a cute picnic in a forest area. It was lovely. HE was lovely. - Early in the relationship he is easily flustered and blushes at mere hand holding. - Eventually he gets more comfortable and gains courage to kiss you on the cheek at the end of one date and from there he is much more comfortable with simple acts of affection such as kissing your forehead, hand and cheek. - It was several months into your relationship before the two of you kissed on the lips. You initiated it one night when he came over to your place for dinner. You had expected him to implode but after a second of surprise he kissed you back fervently. - Loves cuddling. Loves to hold you and for you to hold him. Run your nails through his hair and on his scalp gently and he will damn near purr.

NSFW under the cut

NSFW - The two of you spent a long time at the heavy petting stage before (roughly 6 months into the relationship) the two of you delved under both of your clothing. - Yamato is inexperienced and clumsy but eager to learn. If you are both inexperienced the two of you buy books (none of Kakashi’s stuff) about to please your lover. - If you have more experience than him he is just as eager to learn from you. - Either way he is a quick study and will have you cumming buckets soon enough. - He loves fingering you, feeling you clench around his fingers, the sound your pussy makes when you’re especially wet. - Yamato is a nice 6inches in length and decently thick. Nothing that will hurt you but more than enough to fill and fuck you good. - The first few times the two of you have sex it’s love making. Hushed whispers, quiet moans and declarations of love and affection. - Is the king of praise. Will tell you how beautiful you are to him, how sexy you are and how much he loves you. - He loves being praised too. Please praise him. - Before long he has you ass up and head down pumping in and out of you causing you to cum on his cock several times. Every time he has you in that position he wants to see how long it takes for your legs to give out. - His favourite position of all is the two of you on top. Riding him hard until you can barely stay upright. - That’s when he pulls you gently down on top of him, holds you tightly, kisses the side of your head and tells you how good you did and then starts fucking from under you. - He enjoys your squeals and groans. The way your body writhes against him as he holds you close. - Afterwards when the two of you have regained your ability to walk, the two of you will have a shower, gently washing each other and sharing some kisses. He will make sure you both have a good drink of water and a snack before heading to sleep.

#Yamato naruto #Yamato Tenzo #Tenzo #Tenzo x Reader #Yamato x Reader #Naruto Imagines

[wind-becomes-lightning]

Wrapped up

for @smutteedreams, who requested some Yamato smut for their own pleasure! I struggled a little with this and in turn it is all over the place I think, I do hope it is still alright the way it is. This is also for @revefantastique because she didn't request something herself and deserves some yams love.

Yamato x Reader

Explicit Smut, Minors DNI, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex

2116 words.

Yamato really was a patient person, he could spend hours sitting at one wooden desk when he was trying to shape it, carve it, according to what he wanted. He could draw up detailed battle planes if he wanted, studying them for hours to make sure they worked exactly how he wanted them to work. He could wait without a complaint for you to get ready when you two were going out, watching you change outfits over and over again without a care in the world. Patience as a superpower, a gift that you wished you possessed. 

But at the same time, when he wasn’t patient, when his superpower was stretched thin, he could snap. Once he did so he could be angry, rough, his hands ripping and scratching as if they belonged to an entirely different person. You liked the sweet, patient version of Yamato, you’d fallen for him like this in the first place. But sometimes, on special occasions, when you felt a special taste for it, you tried to bait out the other said of him. Make a tiger out of a housecat.

One time, when he has just returned from a three week mission that left you lonely and missing him, you decide to try to break him again once he is back. It is, in your mind, only fair, since he’s been gone so long. Obviously that is mainly Lord Sixth’s fault, who likes to send his best operative on long, important diplomatic missions, all of which are over your paygrade, but still, you need to let your pent up desires out on someone and that someone is your boyfriend.

You kiss him innocently once he is coming through the door, letting your hands fall to his sturdy jacket vest and opening it up for him. “Did your travels go well?” He talks about where he was, while you are busy undressing the outer layer for him, carefully making sure to touch over the point in his pants several times that you know his cock is under. Innocently enough, of course, just a tease.

Food is served on the table and you don’t cross your legs next to him, watching as his eyes fall between them to see your underwear, or the lack of them, beneath them. He gulps and it is not food related. You point out dirt on his pants and wipe it off, you bend over to pick something up right next to him, bearing your ass in his sight. Air pushes out of his nose and you know you’re doing something right.

“It’s hot today, isn’t it?” You say and touch over your shirt. “I think I should take a shower already, even if it is not bedtime yet.” His eyes are glued to you as you take your shirt off and show that you wear no bra underneath and despite it all, despite the desire gleaming in his eyes and the movement in his pants, he lets you go to the bathroom. You shower longer than necessary, leaving the door open just enough that he can hear your movements, to let his imagination run wild. When you get out he is there right next to the door and you know he’s been watching. 

You press a kiss to his jaw, your hands on his shoulders, then you let them fall down over his upper body and “accidentally” touch his cock again - it is hard beneath his pants. When you look up he stares at you, eyes glaring as if there are no thoughts in his mind. You know he is close and you have to stop yourself from grinning. “Is everything alright?” you ask and try to look as innocently as you possibly can.

“Are you doing that on purpose?” he grumbles, teeth pressed tight together.

“Do what on purpose?” You blink at him over-dramatically. 

His patience is stretched thin now, you know you’ve worked him up enough, almost at least. Just a little more. You throw your head back as if you don’t know what he is alluring to and then stretch your body so that your towel slips down just a little, exposing the upper part of your breast in the process. “I’m kind of tired, you too?” 

“No.” His voice sounds far away, rough, angry even. And then he snaps. 

Before you can say anything else you can feel the branches wrap up your legs and around your arms. Mokuton caging you in like a prey animal. You look up at him and see that his eyes are on fire, ready to eat you any second now. You try not to feel too smug about having gotten him exactly where you wanted him.

“Mokuton?” you ask and try to look confused, but he just makes a loud “shh” sound and a second later a vine runs into your mouth to shut you up permanently. You can feel the spit run down the side of your mouth, you can feel your arousal between your legs.

He moves you backwards, your towel is removed without him lifting an arm. He knows his abilities well enough to not blink when he plays you like a puppet. You gasp when you hit the couch behind you. The vines wrap themselves tighter around you, spreading your legs apart wide, tying your hands behind your back.

There is no room for you to move, no way for you to speak, all you can do is watch him walk over to you, lose his shirt on the way and tower over you. He’s so beautiful when he is confident, you would tell him if you could. You struggle a little against your confinement when he leans down to take a closer look at you. “I hope this is what you wanted” he growls and sounds like he is threatening you.

You can’t do much but grunt and pull at your restraints, as he slowly begins to love-bite your neck and shoulders, leaving little marks behind that he moves over with his tongue right after he is done. You whine at the feeling, desperate for more of it. In turn he lets vines run over and around your boobs, pinching the nipples in between them, all the while his hands are busy scratching your backs from your neck to your asscheeks. 

Yamato has been rough with you before, you teased him after all to get him to this place, but he has never used his wood style before to punish you for it. You see the light in his eyes each time he sees the branches move over you, and recognise that he too is incredibly excited to try this out. 

“What am I going to do next?”, he asks himself out loud, theatrically touching his cheek with his pointer finger. He looks at you as if he is waiting for a reply that you obviously can’t give him, then he smiles: “Oh, no offers? Well I guess then it is up to me.”

It almost seems too devoted when he drops to his knees between your legs, head diving down to kiss the length of your body, taking good care to especially appreciate the rounds you yourself can’t ever appreciate. You whine as loud as you can. Under normal circumstances you would beg him at this point to kiss further down where you’re already wet and waiting for him, but you can’t talk so it comes out as nothing but a pathetic sigh.

His eyebrow crooks up and he hesitates for a moment, letting you seep in your own desperation, listening to your desperate squealing for a moment longer, before finally making his tongue of good use between your legs. Your eyes flutter shut the moment he touches you, when his wetness mixes with yours and a half moan half whine leaves your mouth.

There is just something about the times Yamato is forceful, when he stands his ground to get what he wants. You don’t mind leading, you don’t mind when he is soft and careful and caring, it is the reason you’ve fallen in love with him in the first place. But on rare occasions like this, when the confidence he is so good at hiding comes out in full force, it is just something else. 

That Yamato can touch every inch of your body without actually taking his mouth away from your lips, that he feels every movement of your through the wood and can intensify the stimulation at will, makes your head spin. The only thing you can still do is move your body closer into him, let his tongue access you easier. Your skin feels hot where he has you wrapped up.

You push your eyes open as the branch in your mouth pulls back, giving you the chance to breathe freely again. “Yamato..” you sigh as the first thing. His head is lifted up, kissing his way back up your tied up body to your lips. You lap at him when he is close enough, thirsty for the way his lips taste on yours. You moan into his mouth when his tongue is there to keep yours company, forcing you to follow his rhythm.

At the same time he pushes fingers inside of you, curling them to make you jerk at the touch. He is not gentle this time, not like he usually is and when his two fingers become three you let out a scream that he drowns out with his mouth. The overstimulation is overwhelming, you can barely open your eyes to look at him, everything is hot and spenning. He breathes against your lips. “So?” He says it as if to challenge you to come for him.

You bite him as you do, pulsing around his fingers as he continues stimulating you. Yamato watches you with wide eyes, even wider eyes than usual, and drinks your ecstatic face in. He pushes forward, you can see that he enjoys every one of your little squirms and movements. “Please..” you whine and then again. “Please… please..” That is too much for him.

Without a warning he pulls his fingers away and pulls himself up. His eyes are burning hot and you, still half in your orgasm, feel as if they are burning you up. “You’ve teased me enough”, he growls again as if that was what you were doing just now and pulls his pants down. His cock is beneath his joggers hard and impatient. He doesn’t have to look to find the condom package that you have stored away nearby, he’s gotten it out many times. A vine delivers it to him as if he is a god of nature.

A moment later he pushes into you, hard and far, from the very beginning. You let out a scream and the harshness, but when he stops to look at you, you give him a ever so small nod of approval. His first thrust hurt, yes, but it hurt in the exact right way. God of nature or not, Yamato would never hurt you on purpose, you know that.

He sighs with relief when he feels you all the way around him and then starts pushing, deep thrusts that fill you up completely. He is slow at first, enjoying each movement and driving you wild in the process. Surely, he must know what he is doing to you, you think and plead with him again to speed up. A light crosses his eyes.

“As you wish.” His voice is far away again now, as if he isn’t himself. He increases his pace, first steadily and then from one second to the next thrusts hard and fast into you, pulling your hips steadily into his body. You want to cry, pulling against the vines tying your hands together. You want to scratch him and kiss him and tell him he is wonderful, even now - especially now- but all you can do is throw praises at him, as he pushes himself towards his own end. His eyes are open and on you, only you and all of you, as if the fact that you are at his mercy is like a dream to him. He finishes with a roar, head falling back into his neck in relief. 

“You’re so great,” you sigh, breaths still heavy in your chest as he collapses over you in exhaustion. His wood retreats into his body and you wrap your arms around his sweaty back. “I missed you so much, you know? I missed you so much. I just wanted you close.”

Yamato laughs into your shoulder and then lifts his head: “So you did do it on purpose, huh?”

#fanfiction things #nisi turns 30 #yamato tenzo #yamato x reader #tenzo x reader #this is... number twenty it hink #i started this on saturday the 20th and finished it today on the 22nd #mostly because like.. idk smut doesnt go of my fingers anymore #maybe i just suck #either way #3 left now

[beneathstarryskies]

Day 24: Thigh Riding with Yamato Tenzo

Warnings: fem!reader, teasing, edging

Tag list: @actuallysaiyan @loki-love @the-eternal-sunflower

Yamato is sitting at the desk in the corner of the living room. His shoulders are slumped as he concentrates on writing up his report. You’d been excited when he came home, in fact you’d practically thrown yourself at him. Ever the dutiful shinobi, he asked for you to be patient so he can finish up his work. 

“After that, I’m all yours,” he’d promised. 

However, that was an hour ago. You’d even gone to take a shower and change into his favorite little nightgown to entice him. He hadn’t even looked up from his report. You pout as you wait for him as long as you can. You get up off the couch and walk over to him. You start rubbing his shoulders and he lets out a soft moan. 

“I missed you so much,” you whisper softly. 

“I missed you too, sweetheart.” 

He straightens up in his chair and sighs softly. You come around to lean on the desk. For the first time he takes in the sight of your pretty body covered in silk, and he feels need stirring to life in his stomach. 

“Why don’t you take a seat?” he says and pats his thigh. 

“Happily,” you purr. 

This was the chance you were hoping for. You straddle his muscular thigh and lean in to kiss him softly. Your fingers tangle through his dark hair as you try to deepen the kiss. He pulls away apologetically. 

“I’m almost done, sweetheart. Then, I’m all yours.” 

“You said that an hour ago.” 

You start to get up but he grabs your hips and forces you back on his thigh. The sudden stimulation against your clothed slit makes you moan. Yamato raises his brows with a devious smirk before leaning in to kiss you roughly. 

“I think you can keep yourself entertained for a little while,” he winks playfully before returning to his report. 

You can’t quite believe your usually shy, sweet lover would suggest something so naughty. As he works on the report, you wiggle a bit on his lap. He hums softly in acknowledgement, but otherwise stays focused on his work. 

Feeling a little more confident in yourself, you start dragging your hips against his thigh. The wetness in your panties grows the more you stimulate yourself. Your arms lock around his neck to keep yourself stable as you start rutting faster. Your juices leak through your panties and smear against the front of his pants. It feels so good, but it’s just not the same as him actually touching you. 

“Yamato, please,” you whine. 

“But you look so pretty like this,” he teases as he takes in the sight of your flushed face. “Keep going baby.” 

He lets his free hand rest on your hip and he helps guide your pace. You can feel your orgasm building, but it seems just out of reach. Tears of frustration sting your eyes as you rest your head on his shoulder. Desperate whines and pleas fall from your lips. Everytime you try to slow down or stop, his firm hand is guiding you to keep going. You feel pathetic for needing him this bad, but it makes Yamato feel like the luckiest man in the world. 

When he finally finishes his report, you’re hoping to get more from him. Instead, he sits back in his chair with both hands cupping your waist. His eyes are glued between your legs, entranced by the wet spot from your arousal on his pants. 

“Please, help,” you plead. 

“I’m actually quite enjoying this show,” he smirks. “Why don’t you keep going?”

#tenzo x reader #yamato tenzo x reader #kinktober 2022

[hauntedhokage]

Seated at the Bar

Yamato/GN!Reader (no pronouns or y/n)

Summary: Yamato’s got a crush, Kakashi finds that out when he’s sent on a personal favor to the Hokage to help the shinobi who she thinks might be developing an alcohol problem. But the nervous jonin needs a bit of a nudge, and Kakashi is happy to provide the support. Fluff. Cross posted to AO3

Word count: 1.2k

“This isn’t a high level mission by any means, but I’m worried about Yamato.” The request from Lady Tsunade was clear, and Kakashi sighs as he looks inside the bar where he knew Yamato would be. The younger man had been coming here on an almost daily basis over the last couple weeks, which had those who knew him concerned. His mission here was to see if he could support Yamato before he truly developed an alcohol problem.

But what he sees when he actually walks inside is not quite what he’d expected. Yamato is there, of course, but sitting at the bar with a look on his face that Kakashi could only describe as dopey while he sits. Whatever he was here for, it likely wasn’t the alcohol and that makes Kakashi feel better while further confusing him as he makes his way in and takes a seat at the bar beside the younger man. 

“What’s your drink of choice, Tenzō?” The question startles his friend, who immediately turns to look at him in shock. “Y’know, I’ve never been here.” 

“It's a relatively newer establishment,” Yamato mumbles, looking up when the bartender approaches with his glass and thanking them quietly. It’s then that Kakashi puts two and two together, smiling behind his mask when he realizes that his friend came here so often because he had a crush on the bartender. That was water in his glass, and that dopey look was a dopey lovesick look. 

“So, have you talked to the bartender you’ve been staring at?” Kakashi asks, already knowing the answer but enjoying how the man beside him turns red and chokes on his water. “Really, you’re here almost every night for two weeks and you don’t talk to the reason you come here?”

“I say ‘good evening’, and order my drink-”

“Your water?”

“-and I say ‘goodnight’ and ‘thank you’ when I leave.” Yamato finishes, watching as Kakashi shakes his head. “Look, it’s hard. I want to introduce myself and get to know them, but the introduction is hard when my name is subject to change. Plus everything else going on with me being a shinobi, I’m just not a suitable bachelor.” 

“That’s not something I expected to hear from you, Tenzō,” Kakashi comments, and Yamato sighs as he drops his head. “Usually you’re a bit more optimistic about potential outcomes.”

“I just- I don’t think it’s fair to endanger a civilian all because I have a crush.”

“And I don’t think it’s fair to yourself to keep doing this. If you don’t want to try anything then stop coming here every night. The Hokage thinks you’re developing a problem and I don’t know how to tell her that you simply have a crush.” 

“How do I introduce myself?”

“You say ‘Hi, I’m Yamato’.” Kakashi said it like it was nothing, and that has Yamato sighing as he finishes his water. “It’s just an introduction, you’re not proposing.”

“No, I can’t do this,” Yamato sighs, ready to get up but instead Kakashi has one hand gripping the neck of his vest to keep him on the stool while waving for the bartender with his other hand. He feels himself start to sweat as you approach, time feels like it’s slowed down considerably and he wants to leave but wants to stay and the indecision is killing him. Why didn’t he plan for this when Kakashi had figured it out so quickly? What was he thinking? He needed to go, but now you were standing in front of him and Kakashi was still holding onto his vest so he couldn’t exactly move without making some sort of a scene so he just sits and offers a smile when you greet them before asking what they were having. 

“Something other than water for once?” you ask with a smile, leaning against the bar as Yamato’s cheeks flush and Kakashi chuckles while ordering sake for the two of them. You nod, still smiling as you look between them once more before turning to go retrieve what had been ordered. 

“What are you doing?” Yamato asks, and Kakashi’s shrug tells him that he wasn’t going to get an answer that he liked out of his former captain. “Look, Kakashi, I-“

“I’m not letting you give up before you can even try. If you introduce yourself I’ll let it go.”

“Why is this so important?”

“Because you’re a friend and I care. Don’t let me down, Tenzō.” Well, even if Kakashi wasn’t his superior anymore, and order is an order and Yamato wasn’t in the business of disappointing Kakashi. This is why he sits up straighter when you make your approach with the two glasses and bottle of sake. He knows Kakashi is watching closely as you set the glasses down in front of the two shinobi, and he takes the chance. 

“I’m Yamato, by the way,” he introduces as you pour his glass, and you look up at him with a smile that felt much warmer than the one you’d given him earlier. 

“I’ve been waiting to hear what your name was.” The comment has Kakashi chuckling, Yamato stammering, and you’re grinning now at how flustered he was. “Yamato, I like it.”

“See, you did fine,” Kakashi praises as you walk away, and Yamato looks at him in exasperation. “I think they like you.”

“Y-you do?”

“Sure do. The way they looked at you was very telling.” Perks of looking at a civilian, he supposed, most people who aren’t trained to be shinobi aren’t trained to carefully mask their expressions so as to not reveal too much. “The smile was also different from the first one they gave. Why else would they wait so long to find out your name?”

“Now that I’m never going to live this down, I think it’s time for bed.” And so Yamato requests the bill, completely avoiding eye contact with you or Kakashi as you slide it his way with a wink before continuing to attend to your other patrons. There was a bounce in your step now and, as much as he wanted to think it was because he had introduced himself finally, he was more than certain it had to do with the fact that he ‘d be leaving. Which was fine, he supposed. He tried and that was what mattered. 

Until he actually looked at the sheet of paper.

‘Yamato- 

Tea house in the market district, 10am?’ Is neatly written on the bill, and Yamato turns red when he realizes that you’re asking him out on a date. With Kakashi reading over his shoulder as icing on the cake. 

“I’ll let Lady Hokage know that you’ll be busy tomorrow morning when I report back and let her know that you’re not an alcoholic. Thanks for the drink, Tenzō.” 

“Hey- wait, Kakashi!?” But the elder jonin is already gone, and Yamato is fishing for his wallet. Somehow he always ended up paying, and he knew he’d be paying tomorrow morning, too. Only he wanted to pay for your drinks. 

#yamato/reader #yamato x reader #yamato x gn!reader #gender neutral reader #gender neutral fanfic #yamato naruto #captain yamato x reader #yamato fluff #tenzo fluff #tenzo/reader #tenzo x reader #tenzo x gn!reader #bartender!reader #naruto shippuden fanfic

[marvelmymarvel]

Weapons Are Not Toys

Tenzo x Reader

Synopsis: Tenzo was supposed to watch your four-year-old son while you took a much-needed nap. But the child found something not meant for kids.

Tenzo bit his lip as he read over the mission report once more. His group had just returned from a mission, and he had only a couple of days to finish the report and give it to Lady Tsunade. The ticking clock was the only sound he heard in the entire house-

Wait.

“Oh shit,” Tenzo's curse fell from his lips as he looked up from the paper. His son wasn't in his line of sight, causing him to shoot up from his spot on the couch. He started to panic the more he moved through the house. Where was Riku? He wasn't in his room or the playroom and hadn't crawled in with you in the main bedroom…

Tenzo froze in the hallway, eyes casting to his office where all his Shinobi gear was housed. The door was slightly opened, and his heart plummeted into his stomach as he raced towards the room. Riku jumped from his spot on the floor as the door slammed against the wall. Tenzo’s ANBU mask was haphazardly on his son's head, but one side of his face wasn't covered, allowing him to see his son's wide-eyed expression. Tenzo inhaled sharply as he took in the way Riku held the shiruken and kunai in his little hands - panic raced through him as he realized how badly Riku could have been hurt if he was a couple of minutes too late.

“Hi, Daddy! See, I’m just like you!!” 

Tenzo raced towards his son and gently took the weapons from his hands, “Buddy, you can't be in here, and you cannot touch these things….”

“But you do, Daddy-”

“Yes, Daddy does touch them, but I know how to handle them so I don't get hurt. Please do not touch them again.” 

Your son nodded, but his lip warbled a little in fear that his father was disappointed in him. He just wanted to be like him. Tenzo cooed before setting the weapons aside and scooping him up in his embrace, “Hey, it's alright, buddy. I just don't want you to get hurt. You scared me.”

Riku nodded as he bowed his head. The ANBU mask, far too large for the four-year-old, fell more onto his face, effectively hiding his sad expression. Tenzo smiled at the sight, finding it quite adorable that he wanted to be just like him. “I will say, you do look pretty cool in this mask, bud!”

Riku’s eyes widened in excitement as he perked up in his father's arms, “You think so!!” His little cheer caused Tenzo’s heart to soar. He never thought he’d have kids, never thought it would be wise given his line of work. But moments like this, where his son reminds him of the good in the world, are the moments that make him proud to be a father. Tenzo reached up and moved the mask to cover his son's face entirely. His son's ooh’s and aah’s were muffled as he tried to look through the eye holes. “What do you say we go show Mommy your mask?” 

He nodded excitedly but huffed as the mask almost fell off from the motion. Tenzo laughed before readjusting it and heading for the main bedroom. You would find the mask on Riku to be adorable; Tenzo will just leave out the part where he was holding his weapons as well…

Oops.

#tenzo imagine #tenzo imagines #tenzo x reader #yamato imagines #yamato imagine #yamato x reader #naruto imagine #naruto imagines #naruto x reader #naruto fanfiction

[kakashissimp]

Hi, I've seen your requests are open. This is my first request here, so exciting, and I hope I won't be a bother.

May I ask a fluffy fluff (with a little bit of "spice" , if you don't mind) with Yamato, please? Like how he tries to connect to his crush through his gardening skills, and his crush really likes him as well but both are too shy to do something...at first.

Thank you so much. Have an amazing day

🌞

A Day in the Garden | Yamato x Reader | SFW & slight NSFW

This is the cutest idea, you better believe I'm doing it. Thank you!! <3

Requests are open!

Warnings: Fluff, some spice, a handsy Yamato moment.

In the most dramatic way possible, Yamato felt like he was dying.

Not because of the hot sun beating down or the hard work you two were putting into the vegetable garden, but because of you. Rather, his nerves were getting the best of him. 

It felt like an innocent thing at the time when he offered to help you, after the garden was mentioned in a brief conversation between you two. Yamato had caught you just outside of a seed stand with everything you needed in hand, and rather than walking off without engaging with you, Yamato knew he needed to say something. 

Alas, it was how Yamato found himself stumbling over his words and the odd garden tool laying around, as he was too engrossed in you and the way you took so much pride in your home-grown vegetables. 

Yamato cleared his throat and grabbed some of the early plants you sprouted inside during the cooler months. He stood next to one of your raised beds and glanced between the two objects, unaware of how you wanted things done.

“Is this okay right here, y/n?” 

Your attention shifted to Yamato at the sound of his voice, and you were quick to stand next to him. “Absolutely! Do you want me to show you how?” 

Yamato gave you a sheepish nod and handed one of the small plants to you. “That would be great, thank you.” 

Smiling all the while, you showed Yamato how big the hole should be, and how to carefully pull the plant out without destroying the delicate roots. Once you were patting the soil around the freshly transplanted tomato plant, your eyes returned to Yamato and his almost lost expression. 

He was overthinking it, yes. But unbeknownst to you, Yamato’s heart was screaming for help.

A light colour scattered across his cheeks before you thought of something better. Truthfully, you were smitten with Yamato and his willingness to assist you with something you were so passionate about. You thought he was incredibly sweet, even if others didn’t always see that part of him. 

“How about I dig the holes, and you place the plants inside?” You proposed with a raised brow, hoping to make the experience easier for Yamato. 

Yamato chuckled lightly and rubbed his neck, somewhat embarrassed for not being a bigger green thumb, despite his earth-based abilities. “I would appreciate that very much.” 

Happy to get started, you began digging the holes, pulling enough soil back for Yamato to have room for the small plants. He pulled them out of their containers gently, oh-so careful while doing it, and placed them in gingerly. 

It was an innocent thing, truly, but Yamato couldn’t be more aware of how close you two were while it was happening. While your hands held the dirt in place, Yamato’s skin would be so close to yours to set the plants down that he could feel the heat radiating off of you. 

The tantalizing proximity of your hands was enough to make Yamato’s heart clench and burn for more. You always had such a ground-breaking affect on him, sometimes to Yamato’s dismay. 

Yamato was willing to do anything for you, even if it meant torturing himself in the meantime. 

Yamato patted the soil around the plant like you had, and your smile widened for him. His eyes met yours, bashful about the whole affair. 

“It’s perfect Yamato! You’ll be an expert in no time,” you beamed, and handed him the next one. 

He reached for the container, suddenly very aware of how close you two were again. Yamato felt himself burning up, but he couldn’t move either. His gaze was locked on you, blown away by your simple, yet mesmerizing beauty.

He was drowning again. 

Once Yamato snapped out of it with another blush creeping up his neck, he began with the next one. 

By mid-afternoon, the garden was fully planted, and Yamato even used his water style to make sure everything got a healthy dose to keep them going. You were so impressed with Yamato’s work that you disappeared for a time and returned with two glasses of refreshing iced tea. 

The two of you drank them heartily and chatted as you normally did, but Yamato could hardly keep his head above water while he took in the way your skin glistened beneath the hot sun, and how the slightest sheen of sweat appeared above your brow. 

There was something so raw and genuinely gorgeous about the way you looked then, and Yamato struggled to keep it together. 

Eventually, Yamato followed you into the garden shed with various tools in hand, and while inside, he gave each one to you, since you knew where they all went. 

The air seemed thinner in the garden shed, or rather, Yamato couldn’t breathe in such a confined space with you, and you alone. His heart stammered the moment the thought reached his mind. 

“You did amazing,” you praised Yamato, to which a dazed excitement travelled through his entire body. 

Yamato felt himself come to life at that, buzzing with interest. Colour bloomed in his face, and he swallowed hard, startled by the sudden compliment that had the strangest affect on him. 

He could hardly meet your eyes, and a bashful smile became of his lips. “It’s nothing, really,” 

“Still, I appreciate it very much,” you murmured to the flustered Shinobi. His intense blush and rather reserved state was quite clear before you, and your curiosity piqued. 

It became obvious then why Yamato volunteered himself for the day. It seemed your feelings were in the same place. 

Your warm, angelic smile made Yamato feel like his heart was about to burst, and he gave his own nervous grin in return. Even worse, the stray hand that found his own would surely be the death of him. 

“You’re a great help, Yamato. Thank you. I was working out how I could repay you, but I wasn’t sure what would be suitable,” you hummed as the space between you slowly diminished. 

Yamato could’ve choked then. His blush was even more furious than before, and he was very aware of your flirtatious hand in his own. He chuckled anxiously. “N-no need, y/n. I don’t mind helping.” 

“That’s a shame,” you teased him with those big eyes of yours, gazing at him innocently. “Because I thought of something that could work for both of us.”

Yamato froze in his place, so overwhelmed by the sight of you, and the tail end of your suggestive words. It was all too much for him. 

The world came to a stop the moment your lips brushed against his own. Yamato had to triple check that he was still alive, and he didn’t hallucinate the entire exchange. 

Yamato’s surprised sound didn’t go missed by you, and it only encouraged you to press deeper once he regained his bearings. 

Your hand left his palm to sneak around his waist, and Yamato finally allowed himself to relax enough to kiss you back, more earnest with the initial fear removed from him. 

You were so incredibly important to Yamato that he feared messing up, and he feared your rejection above all. Yet, with your lips on his, Yamato felt like he had everything he ever needed. 

Yamato’s hum of approval was a beautiful thing, followed by the tentative movement of his hands across your back. He held you gently, fearing you might break beneath his touch. 

But it wasn’t enough for either of you. Your grip on Yamato became more desperate as the kiss lingered, and so too did his lips against yours. 

The fire lit inside Yamato was new and completely your fault. He felt every drop of desire that formed within him, and he suddenly forgot all at once that you two were still in the garden shed. 

To Yamato’s own surprise, he pushed you against a nearby wall and melded his lips with yours so fluidly that a haze filled his mind and made his legs weak. He wanted every inch of you, and hoped to absorb everything you offered him. 

A small giggle came from your chest at Yamato’s sudden change in his demeanour, and your hands crept into his messy locks. The sensation of your fingertips against his scalp forced a moan from his throat. 

The blush in his cheeks never faded, but Yamato didn’t care—not while your lips and tongues were so intertwined, he couldn’t tell where yours began and his ended. 

The kiss was hotter than you had anticipated, and the want gathered in your belly at the feeling of Yamato’s body pressed against your own. You couldn’t help but guide your hands back down until they reached the hem of his shirt, and slipped underneath. 

The taut feeling of his skin against his muscled abdomen made your brain go haywire, and a whirl of feelings invaded your system at once. Yamato was perfectly chiseled from his years of training, and that was plain to see. 

Yamato couldn’t ignore the desire that bubbled within him while your hands felt his body, and he took it as his cue to do the same. Carefully, his arm snaked around your side and slipped down so he could squeeze the soft flesh of your ass in those shorts. 

Your excited squeal elicited the most relaxed grin from Yamato that he could muster all day, and the subtle touches between you two felt more natural, as if he didn’t need to think twice about it.

When both your shirts were peeled off and Yamato had a ginger hand kneading your chest, you were far too invested to stop. The tension between you was tangible, and Yamato dripped of bliss.

Your lips trailed Yamato’s neck, and his breathy moans were a harbinger of what was to come.

The garden tools weren’t the only dirty ones that day. 

#yamato #yamato/reader #yamato x reader #yamato oneshot #tenzo #tenzo x reader

[youngblood-182]

I wonder what Yamato and his wife are doing during honeymoon? I want romantic sex.

I feel like Yamato going on a honey moon?? Precious lil thing 🥺 i love Tenzo sm

-he’d def be taking his partner everywhere wherever they honey mooned.

-he’d especially love going to somewhere that is more nature than city, so maybe a hot springs resort next to a forest.

-makes you a lavish dinner everyday of your marriage, kakashi taught him how to cook properly when he assimilated into Kakashi’s squad.

-in a modern setting I feel like he’d take a million photos of you, and want to just admire you amongst other things 🤭

-man is happy to be alive and have you with him, this feels like a dream to him. If you would’ve told 8 year old him his life would be this pretty good, he’d cry and not believe you.

-he deserves the world ok.

-I’m gonna go cry now bc he’s MY BABY sorry that was so short🥺

#yamato tenzo #Tenzo x reader #Yamato x reader #naruto shippuden #gonna cry #love him sm this is really bad work

[lemony-snickers]

Tenzo×gn!reader for #17 first kiss please!

Tenzo wiped his palms on his thighs, hoping the nervous sweat from them wouldn't leave too obvious a mark on his uniform pants. He knew he shouldn't be so nervous, but it was impossible to tamp down the unfettered excitement bubbling up in his chest.

He'd waited for today for a long time.

"Tenzo?"

He spun around so fast he almost tipped over. Had he really been so preoccupied with his own thoughts he hadn't heard you coming?

He sputtered your name in a nervous, jumbled half-shout, grateful when your response was only a soft chuckle at his expense followed by, "Sorry I startled you."

One of his clammy hands went to the back of his neck, scratching his nape nervously. "It's fine," he said, "I was just a little lost in my thoughts."

Thoughts involving you, but he wasn't about to admit that.

You fell into step beside him easily, and Tenzo kept his hands clasped behind his back as he walked, all too aware of that same clammy perspiration on his palms, a result of his nerves. Wasps waged for dominance in his stomach and he was suddenly very grateful he hadn't invited you out to dinner tonight because he was sure whatever he tried to eat now was destined to make its way immediately back up his esophaugus.

You made smalltalk as the two of you wandered through the more densely populated parts of the village. All the while, Tenzo remained keenly aware of your proximity, the way your shoulder bumped his sometimes, your hand grazing his thigh as it swung at your side.

His anxiety spiked with each meaningless touch, the courage he had worked so hard to cultivate before seeing you dissipating in a frenzied swirl of emotion.

The two of you had gone on a couple of "dates," though he wasn't sure that was the exact right term. Tenzo didn't know whether taking walks around the village together counted as dating, exactly, and he was too embarrassed to ask anyone.

Of course, the two of you had eaten dinner together once at the shushu-ya, but that had mostly been accidental; a byproduct of the insisten rumbling of both your stomachs when you returned from a mission at the same time and found one another in the ANBU locker room.

"Would you like to grab something to eat?" you'd asked, "I'm starving."

He'd been all too eager to say yes, so excited to sit across from you and watch your face light up as you talked about your mission that he'd nearly forgotten to replace his happuri when he finished changing.

And the attraction he felt had only grown stronger since. Tenzo thought it seemed like you were seeking him out more often, though he couldn't be sure. He'd read somewhere once that coincidence was often a trick of the mind; when you wanted something, your brain focused on it more, heightened your awareness of it.

Maybe it seemed like you were spending more time with him only because Tenzo wanted it to be true.

But he'd resolved to ask you outright today whether that was the case; to dissolve any lingering doubt so he could ask the question which had been sitting on his tongue for weeks--"Would you like to pursue a relationship with me?"--with some reasonable surety of your response.

There was probably a more romantic way to ask that question, now that he thought about it, but Tenzo believed being straightforward in this instance would suit him best.

By the time the two of you had left the busiest streets of Konoha behind, Tenzo had managed to somehow increase the anxious feeling buzzing within him rather than quell it.

What a mess. How was he supposed to ask you anything when his brain felt so fuzzy and overwhelmed?

Resolute in his plan, however, Tenzo knew he couldn't back down. So he came to a stop at the place he had decided on earlier in the week; a somewhat hidden spot off the beaten path that overlooked the river.

It was private and, he thought, at least a little romantic with the setting sun casting gilded rays across the rippling suface of the water.

He took a long, slow, deep breath to steady himself and then turned to look at you. Tenzo felt an icy shock when he saw that you were already watching him intently, mouth curled in a soft smile and gaze far too intense for him to remain calm.

He cleared his throat. "I--"

That was as far as he got before the wasps resumed their torment of his insides and Tenzo felt the prickling of sweat against his temples, droplets running down the sides of his face beneath his happuri.

He clenched his fingers more tightly behind him and tried again. "What I mean to say is, I really enjoy spending time with you."

Okay. Well, that was supposed to come at the midpoint of his speech but Tenzo's thoughts were so jumbled he didn't think he could remember most of it, anyway, so maybe starting int he middle was for the best.

"And I... well, I had hoped that maybe..."

He couldn't finish his sentence. What if he was wrong? What if you didn't see him that way? He turned away, the mortificaiton of rejection clawed its way up his throat with such insistence he thought he might retch even though he'd forgone dinner on purpose.

"Tenzo."

He faced you again, "Ye--"

The word never had a chance because suddenly you were leaning so close Tenzo could see the hundreds of colors dancing in your irises, could count the eyelashes framing them, and then your hand was on his chin and you were closing your eyes and you were leaning so close and--

Your lips were soft against his, moving gently and molding to his own. He tensed, shoulders and neck going rigid, wide eyes still open. He forced them closed, forced himself to focus on the sensation of your mouth on his, your fingers, dancing across the ridge of his jaw, drawing him subtly closer.

Tenzo wondered if all kisses felt this way. The wasps in his belly dispersed, replaced with something still fluttery but gentler.

When you pulled away, Tenzo followed you instinctively, accidentally bumping his nose against yours. His eyes flew open, cheeks burning, "Ah! Sorry!" he said, taking a step back.

But you just smiled at him, eyes dancing, lips wet and a little swollen. "It's fine, Tenzo."

He stared at you, wondering how he'd gotten as lucky as this. The sun dipped below the horizon, taking its gilded light with it and bathing the river bank in deep, luxurious indigo.

"I don't know about you," you said, "but I'm pretty hungry. Any chance you'd like to get dinner with me?"

Tenzo swallowed, his question still lodged in his throat. Had your kiss meant what he thought it did?

"I--" he started, "Uh, yes." He looked at your feet, unable to continue meeting your eyes.

"Come on, then," you said softly, so close now he could feel your breath as it fanned over his face.

He startled when one of your hands reached behind his back and tugged one of his own free, lacing your fingers together with his and gentling pulling him back toward the village.

Tenzo's face was still aflame by the time you got to the restaurant, but he didn't care. All that mattered was the realization which hit as you'd taken his hand.

Your palms were sweating, too, your fingers trembling as you'd pulled him to your side.

Apparently, he wasn't the only one who'd been nervous, despite your seemingly relaxed appearance. Tenzo smiled as you slid into a booth, dragging him in beside you instead of letting him escape to sit across the table.

"I hope you don't mind," you said against his ear.

Tenzo shook his head. He most certainly didn't, especially not when you followed those words with a swift kiss to his cheek.

Suddenly, he was starving.

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[dontworryimperfectlysane]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Naruto Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Yamato | Tenzou/Reader Characters: Yamato | Tenzou, Reader Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Pining (sorta), Light Angst, No use of y/n, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, not really related but fuck danzo. all my homies hate danzo, Cuddling & Snuggling Summary:

The facade he presented was impeccable. Honed over many years of practice. Causal encounters with comrades and students were executed with the same precision as assassinations. A smile there, a laugh and a joke tossed out. Like second nature. As perfect as the ANBU mask he wore.

He never had wanted more than that until her. She was getting too close.

So, he concluded that a tactical retreat was in order.

-or-

The various times Tenzo tried to avoid her touch and the one time let himself enjoy it.

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[actuallysaiyan]

Will You Love This Part of Me(Femdom!Multifandom)

warnings: smut, handjobs, subspace, submissive and dominant, femdom, cock and ball torture, mentions of bodily fluids, overstimulation, use of the term "mommy", AGED UP CHARACTERS, use of cock ring, bondage

fandoms: JJK, Naruto, Demon Slayer, Dragon Ball, Castlevania, DMC

He whimpers as you hover on top of him, his eyes blurred with tears. It feels like it’s been hours since you last touched him, when in reality it’s only been about a minute. You smirk at the mess of a man under you. He’s just begging to be touched more, but you want to see just how desperate he can be.

“Awhh,” you coo softly. You lean in to kiss his swollen lips. “Does my baby need some relief?”

You don’t let him say anything, you just reach down to flick the head of his cock. This causes him to jump and he whines. You flick it a few more times, watching as it dribbles more precum. You love that he has nowhere to go either; he’s all tied up and his cock is secured in the ring you picked out specifically for this moment.

“You gonna answer me, baby?” You ask, nibbling at his earlobe. You hear him let out another breathy huff, clearly so desperate for more stimulation.

He lets out the sweetest moan when you wrap your fingers around him, and you begin stroking him. You alternate between very fast strokes that leave him panting and begging for release and slow, tortuous strokes that make him blink back tears. He’s trying in vain to buck up for just a little more stimulation, but whenever he moves around too much, you decide that he needs to be punished.

Smack! You slap his balls, making him cry out. He whines a soft apology, but it’s just not good enough for you.

“I thought,” Smack! “You were going to be a good boy for me.” Smack!

When you pull away to admire your handiwork, you can see how the head of his cock is red and dribbling precum while his balls are a cute shade of pink from being smacked and they look so heavy with cum. He’s whining and whimpering, soft pleas coming from his lips that are so swollen from being kissed.

“What was that, baby? You gotta speak up.” You tell him, flicking the head and shaft of his engorged cock.

His head falls back, “P-please…’m so sorry, please mommy!”

You smirk again when you hear him call you that name. It was so embarrassing for him to call you that at first, but he soon learned that it’s what gets him rewards. It’s what makes you want to actually get him off. You lean in once more, kissing those pretty lips. Your tongue slides into his mouth as you begin stroking his cock. Precum coats your hand, facilitating your actions.

“You wanna cum, dontcha?” You ask, nipping at his bottom lip. “Tell me how badly you want to cum.”

He grunts softly, “Mommy, please…I need to cum. Needta cum so fuckin’ bad.”

You love how far gone he is. His eyes are glazed over with lust. He’s more than desperate now, and so pathetically begging for his release. You reach down to cup those cum heavy balls and you tug on them lightly. He gasps at the sensation. You begin to jerk him off even faster and harder.

“Cum for me, big boy. Come on, shoot that load for mommy.”

He’s moaning like crazy, and these sweet little pleas and whimpers slip out too. You tug on his balls a bit more, and then alternate between flicking the head of his cock and smacking his balls between strokes. It takes so little to push him off the edge, and he’s moaning and crying out your name as fat globs of cum shoot out of the tip of his tortured cock. Soon, you slow your pace before leaning in to kiss him.

“My good boy…”

He breathes a sigh of relief, but it’s soon replaced with a whine as you start jerking him off faster and harder than before. You tug on his balls again, making him squeak.

“I never said we were done.”

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