#kakashi fanfiction

[cake-writes]

Just This Once

Pairing: Kakashi x Female!Reader

Warnings: smut, breeding kink, he gets lost in the sauce frfr, situationship… ish?, this man wants to RUN, disorganised attachment style (primarily avoidant), penis in vagina sex, teasing, edging (accidental), unprotected sex, creampie

Word Count: 5.3k

Summary: Kakashi discovers that he has a breeding kink. It's kind of a spiritual experience.

Inspired by @rookie98writes's fic Leave It On

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Kakashi isn’t used to the strange sort of domesticity that comes with being in a... whatever this is. It’s not quite a relationship. A situationship, maybe. He’d say it’s something more than friends-with-benefits, but the two of you aren’t really friends, either.  

You come together every now and then. That’s all. Like two passing ships in the night. 

So why is he standing in front of your stove, cooking dinner while you sort through the pile of unopened mail on your kitchen table? Why did he offer to water your plants while you were away? Why does he want to do anything for you? 

Kakashi knows what it’s like trying to play catch-up after some time away from home—two months, in your case. He’d knocked on your door a few minutes ago with the intention of returning your key, and he must have caught you right after you got back from the store if the two bags of groceries on your kitchen counter were any indication. 

You looked so dead on your feet that Kakashi took over from there, unprompted. But now, as he stirs the pot of flavourful soup simmering away on the stove, his mind sees fit to wander.  

What the hell is he doing?  

He’s getting too attached. That’s what he’s doing.  

It’s that time again—time to cut and run, just as he always does when things start to become complicated. Kakashi makes a habit of ending any potential connection before it can even start, because he can’t afford to lose anyone else. He can’t get hurt if he never lets anyone in. It’s easier that way. 

“I need to schedule my injection,” you mutter to yourself as you read through one letter. Then you sigh and toss it back down onto the table, before you lean back in your chair and rub your tired eyes. “We should probably get used to using condoms again until I can book an appointment.” 

Your birth control must be overdue, then.  

“Sure,” Kakashi answers, feigning unbothered. The two of you used condoms in the beginning, but after a particularly gruesome mission that nearly saw him home in a box, Kakashi stopped reaching for the bedside drawer, and you stopped asking him to.  

He should have known then that he was getting too attached. 

Still, it’s your body. Whatever you want. He’ll end things in the morning either way. 

As Kakashi samples a bit of the soup he’s minding on the stove, pausing for a moment to add a bit more salt, it suddenly sinks in – really sinks in – what could happen if the two of you aren’t careful.  

He could get you pregnant. 

A jolt of arousal shoots through him.

Kakashi doesn’t want children, not now, not ever, which is why it doesn’t make a lick of sense that such a thing would turn him on. He likes the idea of his seed taking root inside of you. He might even enjoy it, the imagery his mind conjures—you bent over for him, begging him to give you a baby, your pretty yukata hiked up around your waist…  

His clan crest embroidered on the back of it.  

Kakashi swears. Loudly.

You startle, looking over at him in alarm. “What happened? Are you okay?” 

“I’m fine,” he lies. Then he proceeds to play it off like he burned himself, but he isn’t fine. No, that single thought, that single fantasy, scares the complete and utter shit out of him—but it turns him on even more, and that’s so much worse.  

He’s already too attached. Way too fucking attached. 

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Kakashi doesn’t do feelings. He has them, of course, much like any other person, but he doesn’t let them show very often, and he certainly doesn’t talk about them. He won’t say in so many words that he cares; instead, he shows you through his actions alone. 

His knees brush the underside of your thighs as he settles between your legs, bracing himself with one hand beside your head.  

What a vision you make, spread out for him like this.  

Your lamp had blown when you went to turn it on, leaving the streetlights to illuminate your features in a sickly hue of yellow-green. It isn’t romantic in the least, but he can’t help thinking that you’ve never looked more beautiful than in this moment—maybe because it’s the last time he’ll ever get to see you like this.  

The sight of you, so needy and wanting, fills his chest with something bittersweet.  

The tomoe of his sharingan spins lazily as he memorises the curves of your body, the muss of your hair, the rise and fall of your chest as you work to recover from your first orgasm of the night. His fingers are still tacky with your essence, and he smears the residual wetness over the head of his cock to make the entry a little easier. 

“You should wear a condom,” comes your breathy whisper, but you make no move to stop him. Your eyes almost seem to glow as you peer up at him in the dark, worrying your lower lip between your teeth. 

“Mm. Do you want me to?” 

His question hangs heavy in the air.  

The only things Kakashi can hear are your soft breaths and the sound of his own steady heartbeat, which quickens with every silent second that passes.  

You want to say no, he realises.  

He wants you to say no. 

“I like it better without,” you answer quietly, and the implication isn’t lost on him. Not when you look up at him with those big doe eyes, like you don’t know the risk. 

Because there is a risk, and he knows it. Kakashi hasn’t been able to stop thinking about it all night—wicked thoughts, terrible thoughts—thoughts of filling your fertile womb with his seed, thoughts of watching your belly grow round with his child, thoughts of seeing his clan sigil stamped between your shoulder blades like a mark of ownership. 

His.  

Against his better judgement, Kakashi does exactly what he shouldn’t do.  

He agrees.

“Just this once.”  

Just like he says every other time—except every other time, there hasn't been a risk.

Your coy little smile is what prompts him to lower down onto an arm and settle more of his weight on you. Kakashi dips his head to kiss you indulgently, savouring the taste of you, the feel of you beneath him. He kisses you like he hopes to convey just how much he missed you while you were gone, like you might be able to taste the unspoken words that linger in his mouth. 

He kisses you like he means it—and he does. That’s why he needs to go. 

As his tongue twines with yours, Kakashi fills you in a slow, beautiful glide that wrenches a whimper from your throat. 

He knows he should go easy on you, but he relishes in the rapid flutter of your walls as you struggle to adjust to him after so much time apart. A surge of masculine pride washes over him, tinged with a hint of guilt for stretching you open like this. He isn’t exactly small, after all, but you take him so well. 

To ease any potential discomfort, he smooths his hand up the soft skin of your thigh in a soothing caress, before he trails gentle, placating kisses along your jawline. “Is this okay?” Kakashi asks, voice low, only to be rewarded with a particularly strong contraction that makes his toes curl. 

“More than okay,” you sigh. 

As a test, he shifts his hips. When Kakashi hears your breath hitch, he knows that you can handle more.  

He starts slow, rocking into you sensually, but he already knows that he isn’t going to last. It’s been just as long for him, and you’re tighter than you’ve ever been.  

“God, Kakashi, you feel so good.”  

So do you. Kakashi sucks a bruise on your neck in response, if only to muffle the sound of his own pleasure when your perfect cunt clenches around him again.  

He needs to pace himself, or he’ll finish too soon—but then you ask him for more, and what else can he do but oblige you?

He speeds up, not overly so, just enough that both of you can hear the slick, sloppy sounds of your lovemaking. The smell of your arousal permeates the air, and he’s tempted to have another taste. 

Later. 

“You’re so wet,” he murmurs into your ear. “Did you miss me that much?” 

Maybe he’s reassurance-seeking – just a little – but your answering whine tells him what he already knows. 

He’ll miss this. He’ll miss you. That’s why he needs to go. 

“Stay with me,” you rasp. You’ve always been good at noticing when he’s stuck in his head, but right now, Kakashi can’t help but wonder if you’ve just read his thoughts. You see through him so easily. It’s one of the things he likes about you. 

“Sorry,” he says with genuine apology, leaning in to capture your lips again. You let out a pleased hum into his mouth and lift your thighs up a little higher—an offering, one he’s more than happy to accept, even if he doesn’t plan to reciprocate.  

It’s selfish, he knows. 

The new angle does something to him, or maybe it’s because he's well aware that it would be even easier to fill you up this way. He reaches deeper like this, and the tilt of your hips would perfectly hold his cum in place, increasing the chances that it’ll take. 

He wants it to take. 

Kakashi exhales a long, shaky breath. He shouldn’t want that as much as he does. He shouldn’t want it at all.  

“Close?”  

Yes, but he’s not going to tell you that. Kakashi pulls back to look at you, only to find you gazing up at him like he’s hung the moon. It makes his heart ache.  

He stamps it down. 

“I could be,” he teases lightly—a non-answer. “Are you?” 

When you open your mouth to respond, however, he snaps his hips forward suddenly to make you trip over your words. “I— shit,” you swear, and his eyes shine with silent laughter. Your own narrow playfully as you add, “I could be too, if you keep that up.”  

“Really?” 

To pick on you a little, Kakashi withdraws from your tight heat more slowly than he has all night, agonisingly slowly, until only the head of him remains inside; and then he lingers there, purposely, until the stirrings of impatience start to take you over.  

It’s cute, the frown you give him, the pout he sees beginning to form.  

“Don’t be mean,” you tell him sulkily. 

His lips tug up at the corners, revealing a hint of prominent canine. “Maa, I didn’t realise you were in a rush,” Kakashi drawls. “And here I wanted to take my time with you.”  

Before you can read too much into what he’s just said, he slams home. Hard.

Your startled gasp brings on a flicker of self-satisfaction deep within. Kakashi relishes in the knowledge that only he can make you feel like this—especially when he starts to fuck you in earnest, prompting you to fling your arms around his shoulders.  

“F-Fuck, Kakashi, oh my god—” 

“That’s it,” he encourages gently. “Hold onto me.” He likes the closeness of it, the intimacy.

You cling to him like your life depends on it, which brings about a funny feeling in his chest that he can’t quite shake—something warm and gooey and affectionate.  

Kakashi stamps that down, too, and traces the line of your neck with his tongue, kissing and sucking at your sensitive skin until you shiver. Seeing your throat so littered with love bites unearths something within him, something primal, that he’s always refused to name.

He likes seeing the marks he’s left on you. He wants them to mean something. He wants them to mean that you’re his. 

He’s too attached.  

To distract himself from what he intends to do in the morning, Kakashi picks up the pace, flesh smacking against flesh as he snaps his hips into yours, fast and rough, exactly how you want it.  

It doesn’t last long. He’s too worked up.  

Kakashi knows he’ll come before you do if he continues like this, but when he tries to slow down, you dig your heels insistently into his ass. 

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop, please—” 

“I’ll have to pull out soon,” he says raggedly, even though the thought of finishing in you already has him ready to blow.

When Kakashi feels you lock your ankles behind him, he nearly does.  

“Come inside me,” you whine, your breath fanning hot over the shell of his ear.  

His thoughts screech to a halt. You want him to come inside you, knock you up— 

“Fuck,” he curses, stopping abruptly, buried all the way to the hilt. His cock throbs wildly, desperate for release, forcing him to tightly grip the the sheets above your head in order to stave it off. 

If he moves right now, he’s done for.  

When you make a quiet, frustrated sound deep in your throat and wiggle your hips, Kakashi barely manages to hang on. He can feel that tell-tale flutter inside of you, the one that indicates exactly how close you are, but he’s closer. His breaths come out in short, sharp pants as he tries to hold himself together.  

You finish first. Always. 

“Don’t be mean,” you say again, but you sound a little more petulant this time.  

Kakashi lets out an exhausted sort of laugh and presses a wet smack of a kiss just beneath your ear, making you giggle. “You like it when I’m mean.”  

“I like it when you’re nice,” you clap back, voice breathy. 

Kakashi hums knowingly. “All right. I can be nice.”  

Then he pulls back just enough to pepper your face with kisses, and you squeal in delight, though it soon tapers off into a moan when he starts to trail them down your throat, each one more sensual than the last. He palms one of your breasts, gently squeezing, tweaking a nipple— 

“Come on,” you whine, digging your heels into his ass a second time. 

He laughs softly at that. No more teasing. You want him to be nice.

You inhale sharply when Kakashi picks back up where he left off, this time with quick, shallow thrusts that target your g-spot. He smooths his hand down your side, savouring the softness of your skin, then he slides it in between your bodies to rub your clit in just the way you like—the way he remembers you like, because he’s too fucking attached. And sure enough, when your hips buck from the added sensation, he knows that it’s working for you. 

“If you—If you edge me again, I swear to god—” 

Upon hearing the indignation in your voice, Kakashi laughs softly. “I won’t.” 

Then he remembers that he won’t have a chance to edge you again. Not after tonight. 

His jaw tenses at the reminder. 

“Fuck, I’m so close,” you gasp, holding onto him, needing him, which pulls him right back into the present. “Come with me. Please?” 

Kakashi bites back a groan and slides in deeper, readying to do what his body craves. 

No. He can’t come with you. He’d have to finish inside in order for that to happen. 

And just like that, he’s back to teetering on the edge. The filth his mind conjures nearly proves to be his undoing—a vivid image of your tight, wet cunt wringing out every drop of his cum until it takes, tying you to him, making you need him. Making you his. The threat of it simmers under his skin, but it’s starting to feel more like a guarantee. 

Get her there, then pull out. 

Kakashi repeats those words in his head like a mantra, over and over, like it’ll ensure that he lasts, and it works—at least until you start to move your hips in time with his thrusts. You meet him at the perfect angle, sucking him deep on every stroke, allowing him to slide just beyond your cervix and into that spot that sends your voice into a fever pitch. 

A choked sob escapes you as you rake your nails down his back, leaving red lines in your wake. The sting of it only sends him higher, and he sinks his teeth into the junction of your neck and shoulder to prevent himself from blowing too soon. 

“Right there, Kakashi, right fucking there—” 

Right there, so deep within you that if he came right now— 

He groans when he imagines what would happen, and it all ends with his baby in your belly and his family crest on your back. It shouldn’t turn him on as much as it does, yet he fucks into you with purpose, now—hard, deep, powerful thrusts that knock your headboard into the wall. 

Kakashi knows exactly what that purpose is. The primal part of his brain won’t let him forget it. 

“Yes, just like that, fuck me, make me fucking yours—” 

He kisses you to shut you up, because if he hears another syllable, he’s sure to fill you to the brim. It’s not a gentle kiss, not now. He holds your head in place with a firm grip on your jaw, shoves his tongue into your mouth to assert his control, and still, he recites his mantra. 

Get her there, then pull out.  

Get her there, then pull out.  

Get her there, then—  

You jerk your head away to gulp in a breath of fresh air, chest heaving from exertion, and Kakashi’s eyes sweep over your face for any sign of discomfort. What he finds is the opposite, and he drinks in the pleasured scrunch of your brows, the hazy flutter of your eyelids, the kiss-swollen state of your lips. 

Seeing your muscles tense and strain as you struggle to keep your eyes on his is one of the most intimate things he’s ever experienced.  

“Come inside me,” you beg, and he can hear the desperation there, see it written all over your pretty face. “I need it, I fucking need it, Kakashi, give me your cum—” 

“I’ll give it to you,” he chokes out. Anything for you. Anything you want. 

The way your fingers wrench into his hair belies a hunger that matches his own, and you drag him down for another kiss, messy and insistent, demanding that he make good on his promise to pump you full. He can feel the ripple of your inner walls as you come undone, feel the painfully tight squeeze of your legs around his waist, holding him there, ensuring that he stays; and never in his life has he felt so overwhelmed.  

He can’t pull out. Not now. Not when you’re so willing to milk him dry. 

Kakashi kisses you with everything that he is as he shoves himself impossibly deep inside of you, acting solely on instinct to drown your cervix in hot, sticky spend. He lets out a sound of pure male satisfaction that you eagerly swallow down, your tongue massaging his in tune with every erratic jerk of his hips as he empties himself inside of you, painting your insides white, marking you as his.  

It feels good. It feels right. 

He’s too attached. 

He doesn’t care. 

As he comes down from his high, all Kakashi can think about is how fucking risky it is, what he’s just done, which only ruins him more when the post-orgasm clarity finally hits. 

Why the hell did he do that?  

What the hell did he do?

Your thighs tremble and shake, a sign that he’s done his job well, though he feels no pride in it—just a growing sense of panic.  

He needs to go. He needs to go right now. Not tomorrow. Now. He needs to get the hell out of here and never look back, right fucking now.  

Then he hears your quiet sob, and his heart leaps into his throat. Kakashi jerks his head down to look at you, and when he sees the tears rolling down your cheeks, he actually does panic.  

“Did I— Shit,” he quickly pulls out to check on you, more attentive than he’s ever been, “Did I hurt you?” 

It wouldn’t be the first time he’s accidentally hurt a woman during sex, but he really should have taken it easier on you. He probably went too deep and hit your cervix a little too hard. That’s what usually tends to happen. 

“No,” you sniffle. “I’m fine. I just... I really missed you.” 

Fuck. Don’t say that. You’ll make him want to stay.  

His eyes soften as they trail over your features – the colour of your irises, the slope of your nose, the curve of your lips – and he gently smooths your tears away with the backs of his fingers. “I didn’t hurt you?” 

You shake your head and offer him a watery smile. “I also came really, really hard,” you add matter-of-factly, and he huffs out a relieved laugh. It’s hormonal, then. “They’re happy tears, Kakashi. Calm down.” 

Teasing or not, someone telling him of all people to calm down is an otherworldly experience. The phrase lands strangely, and for the first time since he came to see you tonight, his thoughts quiet down to a dull background murmur. 

They’re happy tears, you said. 

You’re happy with him. 

He’s happy with you, too. He doesn’t want to go.  

You frown, then, and lean up onto your elbows to look at him more closely. “What’s wrong?”  

Kakashi can’t be sure what you see in his expression to warrant that sort of question, but the fight finally leaves him. He sits back on his heels and drags a hand down his face, feeling defeated for a reason he can’t explain.  

“I was just...” Happy, for a moment. Happy to be with you. “Worried,” he finishes lamely. He can’t look at you, not when he feels the heat of a blush creeping up his neck. 

You laugh and turn him back towards you, gently cupping the side of his face. “Okay. Well, I’m fine,” you pat his cheek in playful reprimand, “but I am leaking all over my clean sheets, and it’s your fault, so...”  

That draws his attention. When Kakashi sees the creamy mess spilling out of you, his flaccid cock twitches with interest even after he remembers why his stomach is in knots.  

“We shouldn’t have done that,” he says hoarsely, transfixed by the sight. 

He wants to do it again.  

He shouldn’t want to do it again. He feels fucking crazy for having done it once already, when the two of you aren’t even in a relationship, let alone in any way prepared for a child. But again? A second time? He’d have to be certifiably insane. 

“It’s fine,” you reassure him, and Kakashi wonders how the hell you can possibly be taking it so in stride. He came a lot. There’s so much of it dripping out onto the sheets that it’s starting to create a small puddle under your ass, and there’s even more inside of you—a lot more, judging by how hard he came. 

It might take. It might seriously take, and you think it’s fine? 

“You’re doing it again,” you tell him, and his eyes snap back up to yours. He’s in his head again, you mean. Then you chew your lip for a moment, hesitation evident, before you ask carefully, “You’ve been acting a little… off tonight. Is everything okay?”  

Every single one of his instincts is telling him to run. That’s where this conversation always leads, but he’s not ready for it. Not yet. Maybe not ever. 

He swallows thickly. “I’m fine.” 

When you frown at him, skeptical, Kakashi shifts uncomfortably under your gaze.  

“Okay. I won’t pry. But, um, I’m here. You know. If you ever need to talk.” You say it a little awkwardly, like you aren’t sure if he’d be offended by the suggestion, and the worried crease between your brows only grows at whatever you see in his expression. “Or... Or not.” 

You laugh nervously, then, and shift away from him, only to wrinkle your nose when more of his cum oozes out of you.  

It’s cute. You’re cute. 

“You said it’s fine. Why?” The question leaves him before he even thinks it through, but it’s too late, now.  

“What?” 

This wasn’t the first time he’s come inside of you, not by a long shot, but it’s certainly the riskiest. “I finished inside. Why aren’t you more upset?” 

“What do you mean? You finish inside me all the—” Then you stop, and your brows shoot straight up onto your forehead. “Wait, is this because of my birth control?”  

“Well, it’s overdue, isn’t it?”  

You stare at him for a prolonged moment, and he can almost see the gears turning in your head. Then your nostrils flare. “Are you kidding me? You thought my birth control was overdue, and you still—” Scandalised, you slap him on the arm. “Kakashi!” 

Oh. Well. It must not be overdue yet, then. 

Of course you wouldn’t let him come inside if there was a chance that you might conceive. He’s a fucking idiot. 

“That’s so bad! What if you actually got me pregnant?” 

A lick of heat shoots up his spine upon hearing you give voice to what’s been on his mind all night. Kakashi stares at you, wide eyed, and blushes all the way to the tips of his ears.  

You study his face for a moment, before you purse your lips, looking a little troubled. Or pissed off. He can’t really tell. “I mean... Did you want to get me pregnant?” 

“No,” he rushes to say, his cheeks burning hot because yes, he did, but not for real.  “No. Not at all. I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking, and...”  

How the hell is he supposed to explain himself? Neither of you are exactly vanilla, you’ve explored a number of kinks together, but this is something else entirely. Then again, a breeding kink would make the most sense out of any, considering it stems from a biological urge to procreate. 

But would you even believe him if he said he only gets off to the fantasy of it, and not the reality? Because if a woman ever said that to him, he’d run away as fast as he could. 

A sly smile tugs at your lips, then, a knowing smile, and Kakashi quickly averts his eyes to the window, embarrassed. 

“You like it, don’t you?” you hum, seductively walking your fingers along his shoulders. “You like the idea of knocking me up.” 

Refusing to look at you, Kakashi clears his throat, trying to ignore the arousal that comes on from your suggestive tone, never mind the words you speak in it. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“No?” The sheets rustle as you reposition yourself, and then, when your fingers delicately wrap around his cock, he inhales sharply and bites the inside of his cheek. “Then why are you so hard?”  

And he is, too. He’s already fully erect and ready for another round, and he knows that there’s no way to lie his way out of it anymore. As you start to work your hand over him in slow, sensual strokes, up and down, coaxing the answer out of him, his head drops back. 

“Because,” he rasps.  

The sheets shift again, and then you crawl into his lap. He welcomes you gladly, splaying his hand over your lower back to steady you, though he still can’t face you. He’s too embarrassed. 

“Because why?” you ask breathlessly. Kakashi lets out a pleasured sigh as you kiss and suck your way up the side of his neck, stroking him steadily, before you purr into his ear, “Because you want to give me a baby?” 

A soft sound of approval rips out of his throat, and his cock twitches into your palm. “Don’t—Don’t say that,” he pleads. 

“Hm? Why not?” 

To hell with it. No sense in hiding it anymore. “Because I might actually do it.” 

“Yeah?” Your teeth tug playfully at his earlobe before you pull back to look at him, and Kakashi finally wills himself to meet your sultry gaze, humiliated though he is. “You know,” you muse, “I don’t like condoms for a reason. Do you know why?” 

The breath leaves his lungs with a whoosh.

Oh, he should have known. You’re just as filthy as he is. Of course you’d have a breeding kink, too, though he’s exceedingly grateful that you’d kept it to yourself until now. You’ve never been shy about sharing the things you enjoy, which means you probably figured out how he’d react. That’s the only explanation. 

He likes that you understand him as well as you do. 

He likes you.

“I think I might be able to guess,” Kakashi says knowingly, a smile playing at his lips. When he leans in to kiss you again, all he can think is: maybe it’s not a bad thing to be too attached. 

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Snippet #1:

“You said it was overdue,” Kakashi tells you. 

“No, I said I needed to make an appointment,” you correct, and he can see that you’re struggling not to laugh. “I still have, like, a week left on it. I just didn’t think I’d be able to get an appointment that soon. It doesn’t hurt to be careful.” 

While you cook breakfast for the two of you, Kakashi wraps his arms around your waist from behind and traces the shell of your ear with his tongue.  “And what if I don’t want to be careful?”  

He feels the shiver wrack your body, but then you do laugh at him. “Down, boy. Three rounds wasn’t enough for you?” 

“Oh, I don’t know...” Kakashi pulls you back against him, allowing you to feel the answer for yourself. “You tell me.” 

—

Snippet #2:

Kakashi hides his face in your pillow, feeling distinctly vulnerable without his mask. “Don’t tease me,” he groans, muffled. “I have a delicate constitution.” 

You cackle at his discomfort, like the cruel woman you are. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. But I’m really, really curious.” Then you hum thoughtfully. “Do you want to know one of mine?” 

He shifts his head just enough to reveal one curious eye. 

You squirm a little, then, like you’re finally starting to realise exactly how embarrassing this is to talk about. “I, um...” A pause. “So, you know how...” Another pause, and you take a deep breath. “Okay. I like to imagine that I'm being used to—to repopulate a clan, I guess. Just, over and over. Lots of kids. But not for real.” 

He feels another jolt of arousal at your admission. 

Looks like you’re on the same page, then. 

Then Kakashi leans up onto his elbow to regard you properly, and then he lifts an eyebrow, as if to point out how closely that particular fantasy hits to home. 

That’s when you seem to realise who you’re talking to – the sole remaining member of a clan that could probably stand to be repopulated – and your eyes go wide, before you nearly trip over yourself to add, “It—It has nothing to do with your clan, specifically, Kakashi, it’s just—” 

“A fantasy,” he finishes for you, amused. 

 You worry your lip between your teeth and nod. 

“Well,” Kakashi says, considering his answer for a moment, “I might have imagined that, too. Specifically.” Then he gives you a roguish grin, intending to pay you back in kind for your teasing. “How many children do you think would be enough for my clan to be sufficiently repopulated, hm? I’m thinking eight.” 

Mortified, you bury your face in your hands. “Oh my god! Eight?” 

Payback’s a bitch. “Well, I was originally going to say ten, but—” 

When you squeal in embarrassment and yank the blankets over your head, Kakashi barely manages to stifle a laugh.  

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A/N: This is the first thing I've posted in a hot minute, so your feedback would mean a lot - please let me know what you think :)

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[rookie98writes]

Don't Mind Me

Relationship: Hatake Kakashi x fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit - Minors DNI

Warnings: smut, established relationship, masturbation (male), teasing, cockwarming, riding, voice kink, praise kink, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, POV reader

Word Count: 4.3k

Summary: You're settling in for bed, but Kakashi isn't quite ready to sleep.

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Anyone who knew Kakashi Hatake knew that there were only a few things he was likely to be doing at any given time. Training was high on the list, as well as going out on missions or indulging Gai in yet another competition; all activities designed to keep his body fit and his skills sharp. But when he allowed himself some true restful downtime, he had one favorite pastime: reading Icha Icha.

Kakashi was infamously known to kick back with his book in any number of locations. He could be spotted in even the most public of places—surrounded by superiors or students alike—with one of his ever-present paperbacks tipped in such a way that no nosy onlookers could peer over his shoulder.

As if the entire village couldn't tell the content of those pages from the book's cover, the author's reputation, or the Copy Ninja's giggles.

And as often as he could be seen reading in public, Kakashi spent just as much time reading in the comfort of his own home. Reading before bed was an old habit of his, since he'd first turned to books as a potential distraction from the nightmare fodder constantly rattling around in his head. Over time, Kakashi found the near-perfect antidote to his nightmares in the romantic exploits of the Icha lcha series, buying copy after copy to ensure he would never go without.

More recently, he'd stumbled upon the good fortune to find you, and the romance that blossomed between the two of you was something that Icha Icha just couldn't match.

He still liked to flip through the book before falling asleep, but you suspected it was more out of routine than necessity. These days, the best way Kakashi knew to fall asleep was to get tangled up in bed with you, and it was a sentiment you wholeheartedly shared.

As he read, you nuzzled yourself into the perfect position against him. You loved the feeling of his arm around your waist, his solid form under your fingertips, his cheek resting on the top of your head. He would breathe so gently, you barely felt his chest rise and fall. Every minute or two, you would hear Kakashi turn a page; the sweetest domestic white noise lulling you to sleep.

Just as you had nearly drifted off, something disturbed you just enough to snap you back to consciousness. Maybe it was some tiny twitch of Kakashi's muscle, or a slight change in temperature in the room, or maybe one of your synapses just tripped over its own feet. But whatever the cause, your eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the low light of Kakashi's reading lamp.

As your vision focused, you first spotted the gently illuminated pages of the book Kakashi held in his left hand, his wrist still propped on your hip. The writing on the pages was distorted in your blurry vision. You couldn't discern what was happening on the page, but the number printed neatly at the bottom let you know he'd gotten through about thirty pages since you'd snuggled in with a kiss on his cheek and a whispered 'goodnight.’

Then your focus shifted as movement a little further back caught your eye.

Looking past the book, you were treated to the sight of Kakashi's free hand working over his exposed cock, his fingers wrapped around the shaft and stroking over the length at a languid pace. He was in a state just shy of fully erect, the skin gliding up to roll over the ridge of his cockhead with every upward motion. The tip was slightly darkened, with a generous drop of opaline precum welling at the slit.

It didn't take even one second for your entire body to react; your eyes widening, your cheeks flushing, your mouth watering. And that's to say nothing of the reaction between your legs.

Your body was excitedly awake, but your brain seemed to be lagging behind.

"What’a’ya doin’?" you heard yourself ask, the words blending together in a poor attempt at shaking off the dregs of sleep.

It was a stupid question—there really wasn't any way to misinterpret what you were seeing—but still, the words tumbled off your traitorous tongue without any command.

"Hm?" He turned his head just enough to fix his charcoal eye on you. A rosy blush colored his cheeks, but you weren't sure if it was there before or after you'd caught him.

"I'm sorry," he continued, crinkling his eye into a smile. "I thought you were asleep."

You couldn't think of any way to respond. The entire situation was nothing short of ridiculous. In the scant time since you'd closed your eyes to go to sleep, Kakashi had gotten so worked up by the content of the book that he'd felt compelled to reach down, push his sleep pants and his briefs down far enough to expose his dick, and start masturbating, all without disturbing you in the slightest.

And only Kakashi knew how long he'd been at it before finally letting his composure slip just enough to wake you.

That's some use of jōnin skills.

You couldn't help it; the bark of laughter burst from your throat before you realized it was happening.

And the more Kakashi just stared at you in response—scarred eye closed; pink deepening the color of his face; hand frozen, just holding his dick—the funnier it got. Snickers and giggles built in your chest faster than you could breathe them out, more and more until your eyes were watering and your stomach burned from laughter.

It could have been anywhere between ten seconds to ten minutes before he finally broke his silence. "Y/N," he calmly spoke, your name almost lost among your continued hilarity, "if you keep laughing like that, I might start taking it personally."

Your body shuddered as you tried to get your breathing under control in an effort to spare both his pride and your abdomen. "I'm-I'm…sorry—" you gasped, squeezing your eyes tight to force the building tears to fall. "It's just…silly."

A strange look sparkled in Kakashi's eye. "I've been accused of being a lot of things, Y/N, but never silly."

"Well right now?" you grinned, "that’s exactly what you are."

“And just what exactly is so silly to you?"

Even thinking the explanation caused more giggles to sputter from your lips as you spoke. "You're secretly touching yourself to that pervy book while I'm practically on top of you. It’s just…funny that it affects you that much.”

Kakashi silently watched as you stifled the new outburst of laughter. His eyebrow raised a fraction of an inch, but it quickly settled as you relaxed.

"Ahhhh, I see." He closed the book, holding his page with his thumb as he snuggled you a little closer. "Don't worry, Y/N. There's no need to be jealous.”

"Wha…jealous?" you echoed. "Of a book?"

"I only wanted to give you the chance to get some rest," he continued. "I know you've been busy lately, and naturally I don't expect you to answer my every beck and call. So…" Kakashi trailed off with a shrug, then leaned down to kiss your forehead. “Don't mind me.”

With a smile, he returned his attention to his book. You stayed frozen in position as Kakashi went right back to reading as though nothing had happened, his eyes on the filthy words and his hand resuming its lazy strokes over his swollen cock.

Wait... what?

Had you just been...dismissed?

You were awake and uncomfortably aroused—two facts that you were sure he was equally aware of—and he chose to just...go back to the book?

Now you were the one taking something personally.

You nudged his arm to give yourself space to shift your hips, intentionally rubbing the front of your body against his side while you slid off your panties and successfully recaptured your boyfriend’s interest. Kakashi watched with curiosity as you propped yourself up on one elbow and gently shooed his hand away from his penis.

When the obstacle was out of your way, you sat up on your knees and tossed your leg over your hips to straddle him.

"What's all this?"

His voice was measured and controlled, but his attention was fully on you. You suppressed a haughty grin as you reached down to take his erection in your hand, gently running your thumb over his slit to collect the precum and bring it to your mouth.

You moaned as you licked the bitter fluid from your digit, swirling your tongue and holding eye contact all the while. After a few seconds you removed your thumb, glistening with saliva, then wrapped your hand around his dick once more to guide him to your entrance.

You bit your lower lip and slowly sank down on him, sighing as the tip of his cock spread you open. The stretch stung a little—your body working with less preparation than he typically gave you—but it was still the feeling that you were craving: him. His right hand settled on your thigh and followed as you went lower and lower, descending so slowly that you were feeling the burn in your thighs.

But it would be worth it.

Maybe now you were the one being silly, but you were determined to prove to him that no book could compare to you.

It wasn't until your ass met his thighs and you saw the smirk spread across his face that you realized you'd fallen into one of the Copy Ninja's perfectly laid traps.

He...I can't believe he sweet-talked me into sitting on his dick!

You had to school your face to keep your jaw from dropping in dumbfounded embarrassment. It was all too clear now. This had been his game all along.

Here you were, thinking you were taking some kind of control, when in reality, you were exactly where he wanted you. On top of him, hands on his chest for leverage, his cock so deep inside of you that you swore you could feel him bulging against your stomach. Wetness drooling from your cunt, making his lap slippery and shiny.

You wriggled your hips to get comfortable, noticing the way he triumphantly grinned at your movement. His cock filled you to the point that you could hardly adjust. And he just laid flat and watched you, waiting for you to start riding him, a look in his eye that proved he knew exactly how badly you wanted to do just that.

Hmmmmm, maybe he'll be waiting longer than he expected.

The perv truly loved it when you fucked yourself on his dick. Nothing turned Kakashi on like watching you raise yourself up just to crash back down on him, greedily wringing his every inch for your pleasure.

Not this time.

In a fit of theatrics, you stretched your arms to the side and yawned, giving him one last good look at your body and the cute bulge under your navel where his cock was securely snuggled. You leaned forward—trying to ignore the tight squeeze of his fat dick inside you and how perfectly it stretched you as you moved—and carefully laid down on his chest, wrapping your arms around him and nuzzling back into his neck.

“Mmmm sleep tight, Kakashi,” you murmured.

Stunned silence was your only answer, and you had to hold yourself back from cheering in the name of victory. You were way too wired to actually fall asleep now, but the next move was all Kakashi’s.

Finally, finally you'd gotten the upper hand. True, you would probably benefit more from riding him until you were fucked too stupid to even remember where you were, but the victory of surprising him was almost as sweet. Besides, with his sex drive, you could easily get another chance to take your pleasure from him. Beating him at his own game, though? You might never experience this again.

Just as you were starting to worry that the silence would stretch on forever, Kakashi addressed you in a whisper.

“Sweetheart?”

And let the groveling begin.

“Mhmm?”

He kept his voice low and soft, his gentle question tickling your ear. “If you're going back to sleep, you don't mind if I read just a little bit longer, do you?”

You furrowed your brow, wondering if you should truly be insulted that he was still thinking of the book. “You want…to keep reading?”

“I’m almost to the end of this chapter, and I hate to leave things unfinished.”

There was a brief pause of silence where you tried to figure out his plan. “Okay,” you finally answered. “But don't move; I’m so comfy.”

“Don't worry Y/N,” he cooed, holding his book up in position. “I'm comfortable too. Right where I am.”

Suspicious as you were, you allowed your eyes to close as you breathed in the familiar scent of Kakashi's skin. Despite the demanding feeling of fullness between your legs, everything was serene. Kakashi stayed still, exactly as you asked. You couldn't even notice when he moved to turn a page.

You were reluctantly coming to terms with the fact that you might have to settle for a draw when you heard Kakashi’s low, rumbling voice in your ear.

“He licked his lips, his love's delicious juices making his entire jaw shine.”

You sharply sat up enough to look at him, cursing the pathetic little moan that slipped past your lips as you felt his cock brush along your walls. "W-what are you doing?"

His eye flicked to yours, the usual stormy grey now completely black and as devious as the smirk on his face. “I’m reading, Y/N.”

“But…out loud??”

“What’s wrong?” Kakashi grinned. “Is it affecting you?”

You started sputtering a nonsense response, but before you could manage to form a single word, he simply looked back at the book and continued reading. “‘You taste better than I ever imagined, gorgeous,’ he growled. ‘I can't wait to feel you.’”

The words sounded so beautifully lewd in Kakashi’s thunderous baritone, you couldn't fight the shiver climbing along your spine. Against your conscious will, the muscles inside your cunt tightened around him and forced a needy moan from your lips. He just felt so good, you decided right then and there that you were done with whatever game you'd been playing. Screw it.

He could gloat all he wanted, but if you didn't get some friction, you were going to lose your mind.

You lifted only a centimeter off of him before he stopped you with the strong grip of his one free hand on your hip. “Kakashi….” The whine that left your lips was absolutely pitiful. “Why are you—”

“Because, if it's so silly that I like these books so much, you should have no problem holding still."

What?!

He had to be joking. He wouldn't seriously torture you—and himself—like this…would he?

With a subtle shift of your hips, you dared to test the waters. Only the barest hint of satisfaction swept over you before his grip tightened.

“I said…hold still.”

Your walls gripped down on him, clear arousal drooling from your cunt. All you wanted was to move, or feel him moving inside you. But his fingers stayed latched to your hip, his pelvis stayed flat on the bed, and his voice stayed cool and even as he breathed life into the story on the pages.

“‘I want to make love to you until the sunrise,’ he proclaimed while stripping away his trousers. ‘I’ll spend these next five hours showing you the greatest pleasure you've ever known.’”

It wasn't even the smutty nature of the book that had you all hot and bothered. Kakashi could have been reading his own shopping list and you would still be weak just from listening to his voice. Those filthy words only dumped kerosene on the fire.

“‘Open yourself for me, my love. Let me inside.’”

Everything you wanted was so close. So close, but you couldn't have it. Not with the way Kakashi was restricting you. His wide palm was an anchor you had no chance of escaping. All you could do was ignore every impulse and desire in your body and continue to stay still while Kakashi narrated all the things you’d rather be doing.

“He ran his fingers along her pink folds, touching the silky skin he would soon feel around his cock. He smiled as he watched his beautiful partner writhe under his touch. Her mouth formed the most perfect shapes as she whispered his name, begging her lover to give her what she needed.”

You bit down on your lip to distract yourself from the sound of his voice, his smooth tone easily casting a spell over you. He wouldn't let you move, but you had to do something before you lost your mind.

Gently, you pressed your lips to his throat, testing soft kisses along his neck. Kakashi paused his narration, chuckling a laugh that vibrated against your mouth.

“Are you enjoying the story, sweetheart?”

“Kakashi…please…” you whispered. “I need you.”

You could hear the smirk in his voice. “Oh yeah?”

“Please,” you begged, tipping your head up to kiss the sensitive spot behind his ear. “Please, baby.”

A soft sigh slipped past his lips. “Hmmm, alright.” He shifted his weight letting you lean back enough to see his face. “I’m going to let go, but you're going to be good and stay put for me, won't you?”

Eagerly, you nodded. “Mhmm.”

Kakashi smiled at you. “Very good.”

With his one hand still holding the book, Kakashi moved his right hand off your hip. Goosebumps chased his touch, calluses tracing their way down your plush thigh. His long fingers splayed over your soft skin, fingers reaching back toward your ass while the pad of his thumb landed right over your needy clit.

You gasped at his touch, shoulders tossing themselves back without your permission as your spine curved in ecstasy.

“There we go,” he smiled at you. “Now, where were we?”

Kakashi slowly started circling your clit with his thumb. Another feeble whimper escaped you and your grip on his shoulders tightened, your fingernails digging tiny crescents into his skin as he continued to read.

“Her body opened for him, unfolding like the most beautiful flower. She was still flushed and sensitive from all his tongue had already done to her. Strings of arousal glistened between her folds, and he had never felt such a strong ache between his own legs. ‘Please kiss me,’ she sang. ‘Kiss me and make me yours.’”

You panted little breaths in time with the pattern he was drawing over your engorged bundle of nerves. It wasn't enough. It wasn't even close to enough. The action in the story was progressing much more quickly than he was. His thumb moved maddeningly slow, making your muscles twitch and your body want to scream. You wanted to grind into that lazy thumb and fuck yourself on his perfect cock. All you dared to do was whimper into his neck and dig your fingernails a little deeper. 

That is, until Kakashi overplayed his hand.

“He plunged into her warmth. Pressure surrounded him; her h-hot, t-tight, wet insides fitting him just right.” His throat bobbed with a heavy gulp. “She was m-made for him, her m—”

Kakashi’s cock throbbed inside of you, causing both you and him to moan. Your internal muscles fluttered at the long-awaited stimulation, exploiting his moment of weakness and baiting him into giving you more. He clutched at your body to regain control, but you could tell his resolve was finally crumbling.

You seductively brushed your parted lips over his earlobe, relishing the heavy sigh he awarded you. “Don't stop,” you whispered, letting your voice drip with desperation. “Tell me what else he does to her.”

Kakashi tossed his head back with a groan, and his hips thrust just an inch off the mattress. You could have cried at how good the friction felt. “Kashi!”

“He—haa—sunk d-deeper inside…” Kakashi continued to read in a choppy voice as he worked his cock in and out just that last inch. “She felt…like heaven…so good…”

Carefully, you let your hips start to roll against him. Most of the pressure and stimulation was still directly on your clit, and now that you had a little control, you were already trembling. It was so much closer, but it still wasn't enough.

You wrapped your arms around him tighter, grounding yourself as you started fucking him the way you’d wanted to since you’d caught him fucking his hand instead of you. His broken narration started to get lost among his moans and your whimpers. You let his name slide from your lips in a plea, and that was the last straw. 

The book clattered to the floor with a sound so worrisome, you wondered if you needed to stop. But Kakashi's free hand was immediately on the back of your head, holding you in place against him while he started to thrust up into you in earnest. His hand on your hip squeezed tight, letting go only for a second to land an encouraging smack across your ass that had you clenching in on him. Then he found his grip on your hip again, pulling you down to meet his thrusts with resounding wet slaps.

“Up baby,” he ordered, releasing his hold on your head. “Ride me like you mean it.”

With an intoxicated laugh, you planted a loud, sloppy kiss on his cheek. Then you moved your hands to his chest and pushed yourself up into a seated position. His eyes seared into you as you immediately got to work; rolling your hips and extending your thighs to rise up over him, tits swaying in a way that made him lick his lips.

On your first full descent down his long, thick cock, you practically screamed out for how good it felt dragging along your needy insides. Kakashi bent his knees and planted his feet so that you could fuck yourself on him exactly how you needed to.

“Fuck, that’s it baby.”

Kakashi looked at the place where your bodies met; yours taking him in again and again and again, bouncing up and down with an urgency that left a creamy white ring around the base of his cock. After all of his teasing, that sight alone was enough to have him ready to blow.

“Not…gonna last.”

Your fingernails burrowed into his skin, digging out little crescent shapes that stood out even among all of his scars. “Not yet,” you begged. “Please, not yet…need more.”

A deep, resounding groan rippled up his throat. “Take what you need. Fuck yourself on my cock.”

Your mouth hung open, eyes rolling back in your head as you worked your body over Kakashi’s perfect dick. He was exactly what you needed in every way. The breath was knocked from your lungs every time you brought yourself back down. Your body moved in perfect harmony, every muscle and nerve playing its part so you could selfishly enjoy him. You could feel beads of sweat running from your neck down your chest.

Kakashi watched you with both eyes open. His hips kept rocking to meet you, but the rest of his body simply reacted to your movements. He smiled as your body stuttered in pleasure, so close to your peak but barely missing it.

“Kashi…” you whined. “S’close…please…”

“Need my help, sweetheart?” Apparently, Kakashi couldn’t help but taunt you one last time. But your only goal now was to cum, and you vigorously nodded, giving him the control that he never failed to use to your benefit. “C’mere.”

With one arm wrapped around your hips and the other high on your back, Kakashi pulled you back down to his sticky chest. You held onto him as he pressed his wide palm into your lower back, grinding your clit into the coarse silver hair trailing up toward his navel.

“Kakashi!” Pleasure immediately washed along your entire body, already better than anything you’d been able to accomplish on your own.

“That’s it, Y/N,” he panted. “Now cum on me.”

You bit down on his neck and whimpered from how good he made you feel. The light sheen of sweat on his skin tasted of salt and only made your mouth water for more. You gave up on the last dregs of your dignity, grinding into him with the single-minded focus of getting off on your gorgeous, beloved menace of a boyfriend.

“Y/N…fuck, please…”

His voice was deep and reverent even as he was pleading for you to cum, and the beautiful sound finally caused the building tension in your lower belly to snap. You responded with a gasp as your inner walls squeezed down and suffocated his cock. Not a second later, Kakashi let out an indulgent, satisfied sigh and you felt his cock pulse inside of you, filling you with warmth.

“Mmmm, baby…” His body relaxed beneath you, his arms encircling you to cradle you to his chest. “Fuck, that was good.”

You planted a kiss on his neck, smiling at the faint mark left there by your teeth. “Better than the book?”

Kakashi ran his hand up the back of your neck, spreading goosebumps along your skin. His long fingers tangled into your roots, gently coaxing you back a little so you could look at his face. His other rough palm cupped your jaw, his thumb stroking your cheek as his eyes narrowed to complement his adoring yet devilish grin.

“What book?”

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[angelltheninth]

Words can't describe my happiness when your requests open. Your writings bring me so much joy after a long day at work. Could you write prompt 1/w Kakashi from that kiss prompt list?

It's very important to relax after work. If my stories can do that for you I'm very glad for it.

Pairing: Kakashi Hatake x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kiss over the mask, teasing, flirty!Kakashi

A/N: I got through most of my old requests then saw the kiss prompts and opened them again.

1. Whispering "Kiss me." to your lover

A really irritating thing about your boyfriend is that he always had his nose in a book. A trashy smuty one. And not even the good kind! When he could be spending that time with you instead. Technecally he was. He was holding your hand while sitting under this tree, in a nice cozy shade from the Sun.

When you decided you've had it with being ignored you leaned over to him. "Kiss me."

You whispered and instead of the soft feeling of his lips on your cheek you felt the fabric of his mask. That wouldn't do!

Kakashi turned back to his book, an obvious smile playing on his lips. "You look like there's something you want."

"How would you know, you haven't even looked at me properly." You puffed out your cheeks, a childish display of jealousy not suited for a shinobi of your status. "All you look at is that book. What's so great about it anyway? Not like we haven't done everything in there together."

Chuckling at your statement he glanced over at you, finally paying attention. He inched closer and pulled his mask down, making your eyes widen as he hid your faces from view with the aforementioned book.

Your face turned hot when you sneaked a peak at the page he was currently on.

"Looks like we haven't done everything." He smirked, put his mask back on and pulled back to resume his reading.

Alright, now you were curious too.

You leaned your head against his shoulder and read the pages, "So what's the book about?"

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[kimjun]

Team 7 in: How they met

Naruto: You literally fell out of the sky. Well, almost literally but Naruto says you fell straight out of the sky into his arms.

It was a quiet afternoon that your friends decided it would be a good idea to play hide and seek, you tried to hide on a roof, but just as you were about to climb up you slipped and fell into Naruto.

-You're an angel! - Naruto says with wide eyes and rosy cheeks.

To this day he says you're an angel.

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Sasuke: Who introduced you was Itachi, at first Sasuke proved to be a difficult little boy, that lasted five seconds, when you offered him little tomatoes, Sasuke knew that you were the love of his life from now on.

-You're going to marry me! - he almost shouts, his cheeks puffed out and rosy, a cute beak to top it off.

-No.- you laugh teasingly.

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Sakura: Ino was the one who introduced you, you are Ino's cousin, you came back to the village and Ino wanted to take a walk, you went to the center of the village, when Ino saw Sakura she went to bother the pink one, you quickly intervened. Ino didn't like it but Sakura was silly that you did it.

-Let's be a trio of best friends! - you say pulling your cousin and Sakura.

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Kakashi: Kurenai was the one who introduced you, Kakashi had already heard about you, your sweet and delicate appearance hid how deadly you really are. Kakashi had already created many stories in mind, seeing you in person only made him desire you that much more.

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[iambilliejeanok]

Hello! Let me just say that i adore the way your write!! It’s so amazing🥰 Can i request something (however you want to write it really) where the character wakes reader up to ask them if reader loves them?

That was a terrible explanation i’m so sorry lol

I’d love if it could be with Kakashi, Jiraiya and Madara 🥰🫶 (or any characters you want)

Thank you so much!🥹🫶🏾💗😘

No warnings, Purely fluff, a small itty tiny bit angst, but just a small little bit I promise.

🌸Kakashi🌸

Kakashi doesn’t often stay asleep throughout the night, having you beside him in the nighttime drastically reduces the amount of nightmares he has, but unfortunately, he still has those nights where he wakes up sweating, too shook to actually fall asleep again. This time around though, he has you to watch over, so he’s not shaken up for too long, holding your body close to his as he watches you sleep peacefully, the warmth of your weight against him and your steady breathing quickly relaxing him. All this and maybe a book in his hands is a great opportunity for him to spend some time alone. When you begin stirring in your sleep he freezes, trying his best to not wake you up, but even while you’re sleeping, you shift up the bed to hug him, nuzzling your face against his neck, inhaling his addictive scent. At this point he has completely forgotten about the nightmare that woke him up, genuinely grateful for your presence in his life.

He realizes that even though he’s lost too many dearly loved ones, today, in this moment, he has you and in this moment, even though you are asleep against him, you still manage to comfort him, drawing his attention to this very moment. His heart begins to beat faster, Kakashi biting his lip as he tries to push away th intrusive thoughts of maybe losing you too. He can’t help himself, panic motivating his next action, slowly nodding your arm with his hand, his heart beating faster when you don’t wake up. He can’t fight the paranoia sometimes, now attempting to sit upright to try and disturb hour sleep, hoping you’d wake up. “Baby”, he calls, “Hey…Y/n, baby…wake up please”, he softly calls, finally able to release the breath he held in waiting for you to respond. Tonight is a difficult night for him, but he seemed to forget that you’re here, and that you will always be here, you’ll never leave his side. “Mmhmm?”, you sleepily respond, drifting in between reality and your dreams, hearing someone call your name. “Baby, wake up please”, he calls again, hope filling his heart when he sees your eyes finally open. “Y/n. Baby…are you awake? I’m sorry, wake up please”, he says, waiting for you to get up. “Hey babe, what’s up?”, you ask confused, trying to shake away the sleep. “Hey, is everything okay?’, you ask, rubbing your eyes while giving him a few pecks against his neck and cheek. He already feels silly for worrying so much. “Uhm”, he says, clearing thought, worried that you’d be annoyed for being woken up unnecessarily. “I’m sorry for disturbing your sleep, I’ll make it up to you i promise”, he hurriedly says and you can hear him swallow, finally noticing the dampness of his shirt, quickly sobering up at the realization that he could’ve had another nightmare.

“Kashi, its okay”, you say lovingly, cupping his cheek in the palm for your warm hand. “It’s always okay, are you okay? Did you have another nightmare?’, you worriedly ask, sitting up on your knees to straddle his lap. Feeling a little guilty for even thinking if asking you this, he looks down in shame, and you can feel his face drop in your palm. Gently lifting his head up you place the softest kiss he’s ever share with you yet on his lips, and you feel something wet against your thumb. “Oh sweetheart, what’s the matter?”, you ask after noticing the tear that fell down his cheek. “I was just scared”, he admits, failing to drop his head low again since you held his face firm in the palms of your hands. “What is it love? Another nightmare?”, and Kakashi slowly nods. You gasp, your hand reaching the back of his head to pull him into you, holding him close, wrapping you arms around him. surrounded by your scent, he feels so safe, is voice shaky as he asks the next question. “You still love me?, a small chuckle leaving his lips to mask his feelings. But you knew him like the back of your hand, holding him tighter. “I’ve loved you for as long as I’ve known you, and I’ll continue to love you no matter what”, you say, separating yourself from him to palm his cheeks again, “Kakashi, you’re the love of my life, you don’t ever have to doubt that okay?”. Placing another soft kiss against his lips, you feel him squeeze you tighter. “I promise I’ll never leave you, ever”. Kakashi wonders why he entertained any of those intrusive thoughts to begin with, of course you love him. “I love you so much”, he says, his words muffled against your neck, but you hear his word loud and clearly, the two of you embracing one another until you feel Kakashi doze off in your arms. The cutest big baby.

🌸Jiraiya🌸

Jiraiya constantly wonders how on earth a man like him was gifted with such a kind hearted, loving partner. A pervert who didn’t even think it capable of loving one person, but here he is, holding on to the love of his life, your hand loosely wrapped around a few of his fingers, Jiraiya smiling at just how precious you arm. Needing to use the bathroom, he ever so carefully creeps out of bed, but no, its not to cheat this time, no not with you, he left that life behind, its just to use the bathroom, the intense urge to be back in bed beside you exciting him so much it kind of scared him. After using the toilet, he stood in front of the mirror, staring at his reflection. A strong sense of shame washed over him, thoughts of unworthiness saddening him once again. How exactly is he supposed to deal with all this love? A love so graceful he wondered if he truly deserved it.

How can she love you, you womanizing son of a b—, “No, she does love me…”, he spoke aloud, refusing to let any negative thoughts occupy his head any further. “And I’m not a womanizer.”, he added, looking down in shame, trying to convince himself he was right. No matter how hard he tried to fight himself, he just couldn’t stop. No one ever bothered loving him, i mean how could they when he was always onto the next, but maybe change is true. Man can change, he reminded himself, his eyes shut to try and center himself. But the more he tried to block it out the more doubtful he became. Was someone pranking him? All those of years of playing with peoples hearts had to have finally come to bite him in the butt right?

He couldn’t hold back any longer, he needed answers. Why?, Why does he deserve a chance at love, especially with someone like you. He desperately needed to know, turning off the bathroom light to make his way to your shared bed. Uncertainty eating him from the inside out, he decided to gently wake you up, his large frame spooning you from the front, placing gentle kisses on your face as he called your name. “Princess, wake up, wake up”. He is so nervous, the sound of his rapidly beating heart loud in in his, so loud he can no longer handle it, he just needs you to tell him. “Y/n, cmon, wake up”, which you finally do, not sure if you just heard Jiraiya whining in your ear or if you were dreaming…the latter making more sense, until you hear him open his mouth again. “So…you’re awake now?”, he impatiently asks, still gently nudging your arm. “Yes baba, I’m awake, are you okay?”, you yawn, stretching out a little before you scoot closer to him, happy to feel his warmth surround you once again. “Baby, I’m okay yes. Uh…are you?”, “Mmhmm?”, is all you say, burying your head in his chest to find some sleep agin, and just when you fly yourself drifting off again, he finally asks, “Do you really love me?”, his voice so low he wonders if you actually heard him, but you certainly did, smiling to yourself before wrapping a arm around him, placing small kisses against his neck. “Nothing matters to me more than you Jiraiya, I love you so much baba!”, your words soft and genuine, Jiraiya’s denial subsiding, gently squeezing you and placing kisses on your forehead. “Will you always love me?”, he asks, a small chuckle leaving your mouth over how whiny he came across, so out of character. “I don’t ever want to stop, loving you everyday makes me so happy” and with that Jiraiya could go on another day confident that he is loved.

🌸Madara🌸

Honestly, Madara just wants attention, he’s such an attention seeker that he’s willing to disturb your sleep if he’s bored enough, or sometimes just because its fun. I mean, he knows you love him, if anything he’d be confused if you didn’t, after all, he genuinely believes he’s the whole package and that you’re truly lucky to have him, but even so, there might be a teeny tiny bit of doubt in his heart sometimes. He will wake you up anyway, just because he can, its something you do too when you want cuddles, so he wants to have his turn tonight.

“Hey sweetheart”, he softly calls, rubbing your back as you lay on top of him. “Princess, its time to wake up”, he says, placing his hands on your underarms to effortlessly lift you up, your upper body dangling above him while he gently shakes you like a baby, which does the trick, your body jerking as you wake up from the feeling of falling, your arms flaying everywhere when you opened your eyes and realized you were not laying on anything. “Relax babe!”, Madara chuckles, gently lowering you to lay on top of him again. You immediately sit up on your elbows, your arms on each side of him as your stare him down, easily finding his blood red irises in the darkness of your room. “Babyyy that’s not funny!”, you whine, your husband still laughing at you, his pupils still spinning, recording the entire thing. “Heey”, you softly yell, biting your lips to try and hold yourself back from laughing, but his laugh was so contagious you just couldn’t, annoyed that you couldn’t be serious about this. “Babbbyyy!”, you giggle, lightly slapping his chest, his large hand cupping your cheek, as he slightly lifts himself up to plant a kiss against your lips. “I’m sorry princess, I didn’t mean to startle you like that”, his voice calm and deep, so soothing you felt like you could forgive him, leaning forward for another soft kiss, your lips simply pressing against his before parting. You could kiss him like that forever. “Why are you awake? And why did you wake me up?”, you question, your eyes almost closing as his hand now moved to the back of your head, massaging your scalp as you spoke. “I just wanted to know something”, he says, delaying the reason, making you impatiently whine, “Uh uh, i wont tell you why I woke you up if you whine like that”, he teases, “okay then goodnight”, you respond, laying down on his chest. “Okay okay wait”, he huffs, annoyed that you won.

“I, just wanted to ask if you love me?”, he asks, manipulating his voice to sound all innocent and cute, making you roll your eyes as you giggle. “I should be asking you that since you woke me up like that baby, but how can i not love my attention seeking little baby’, you tease, planting small kisses on is lips, making him smile. “Hey I’m not an attention seeker”, he says, lightly smacking you butt, a giggle escaping you lips. “Says the guy who woke me up to ask if i love him, even though I told you I love you a million times before we went to bed”, you yawn, snuggling into him once again, Madara lifting the blankets up to cover you. “Whatever princess, I love you okay?’, he says, wrapping his arms around you, smiling at your response and you quickly dosed off. “I love you so much”

@aiyaaayei 💗🫧

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[kakashisenppai]

thinking about a secret relashionship with kakashi

secret late night walks around the village

sometimes you both ignore each other in public even tho you're both dying to hold hands

you hiding your jealously when some other girl hits on him while you're both out with friends

he hiding his jelously when some other guy or even male friend gets too comfortable around you

you both holding hands under the table

secret looks shared in public

you both taking care of each others plants when one of you is out on a mission

you having to hide in his room whenever gai shows up at his apartment unexpectedly

quiet nights in his room, just you both enjoying each other presence

your friends pestering you about how weirdly happy you look everyday

he almost letting out his pet names for you in public

secret kisses when no one is looking

you having to lie to your friends when they ask you why you have two toothbrushes

you both creating a routine so no one knows you're both togather

you both feeling frustrated because you cant show you're together even tho you both want it but is better this way

every other night hes coming in your house throught the window so you can sleep together, even tho he has the key, he still uses to window just to make it more fun

you both sleeping in each others arms after not being able to hold each other for the whole day.

his whispers in the middle of the night telling you how much you mean to him

secrets“i love you”’s mouthed to each other along the day

“ i love you”’s in full sentences and loudly enough for you to hear shared inside your home.

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yes i disappeared completely yes im sorry yes i intend to post more yes i didn’t read what i wrote so theres many mistakes no i dont have any more ideas so you can always give me some

yes if you liked it you can comment and share! feedbacks are always appreciated

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[honeybeedrabble]

Dangerous Desires (ix) - Home Coming

CW: spanking/brat taming, hair pulling, biting, licking, breast play, marking, unprotected piv (dont be stupid), rough sex, slight fingering, degradation, choking, cream-pie (DONT BE STUPID), probs some shit editing, LMK what i missed !!

word count: 10K 💀💀

18+ MDNI !!!!!

You stood in front of the hokage, heart beating out of your chest. You were nervous, that much was obvious. However you couldn’t wrap your head around why you were summoned. Lady Tsunade finished writing her last few words into her notes, stapling them together and setting them aside to address you.

“You must be wondering why I’ve sent for you,” she started, sitting up in her seat. Her face was somber.

“I can’t say you’re wrong.”

“What I’m about to tell you is something only a very select few know about.” Tsunade started, hands clasped together on the desk. “We’re about to go to war.”

You were shocked- was Kakashi really telling the truth?! Was he right all along?! Your emotions were everywhere and it was evident on your face.

“I know, I know it’s a lot to take in. I myself am not sure if I’ve taken it in yet.” She seemed stressed, you could see the worry behind her soft brown eyes.

“Lady Tsunade… who are we at war with?”

“My dear who aren’t we at war with?” She sadly laughed to herself. “Truth be told we’re fighting against a greater force than we know. I hate to say this but we’re looking at a fourth great ninja war.“ Your eyes widened, body filled with anxiety.

“A fourth great war? Are you serious?”

“I’m as serious as death. In fact, there’s going to be a five kage summit soon and I’ll need to attend to talk about said war.”

“So… The war isn’t with the other nations? I mean… if there’s going to be a summit with all five nations, doesn’t that mean neither is the threat?” You asked, still confused.

“Exactly.”

“Then who’s the threat?”

“I can’t discuss that with you.”

“Then why have I been summoned Lady Tsunade? If you can’t tell me who the enemy is tell me what I’m here for.” You were starting to get angry, worried for what you’d been told previously.

“You need to fight in this war.” Tsunade said plainly. “With medical jutsu like yours we would be idiots not to use you. I’m telling you now that we’re not asking you to enlist, but rather we are drafting.” Kakashi was right.

You couldn’t believe him, it was impossible to. How could this be happening? It wasn’t long since you’ve been here and already you’re being drafted in the war. It was exactly how Kakashi had told you, no denying it. This is your job, what you were sent to do, the only thing you know how to do, so damn right you’re going to use your blessing to help all you can.

“I’m well aware of my capabilities my lady, and in fact I find it a great honor to be drafted by you personally.”

“You’re taking this a lot better than I thought you would, I must thank you for that.” She sighed a relieved breath, hand clutching her chest.

“I have no other choice but to. This is what I signed up for when moving to Konoha. I decided the day I learned my first medical justu I would help the world become a better place. If you hadn’t drafted me I would’ve signed up myself. It’s my duty, this is my home.” Your words moved Tsunade, she smiled softly at you. Her face dropped suddenly.

“I’m glad you believe that, and I’m glad to have someone like you be so ready for whatever is to come, really I am. But because you’re going to be in the war I need to to preserve your chakra. Because of this, I forbid you from working at the hospital.” She looked away from you, knowing she didn’t want to see the determination wash away from your face in real time.

“Are you… are you firing me?”

“I’m afraid so. I cant have you waste any of your precious chakra on a few sick patients when we are going to have armies full of injured shinobi on the front lines. We have enough medical personnel at the hospital already, so with you being as high ranked as you are we must save you for the battlefield. You understand don’t you?”

“Lady Tsunade what more do I have other than my job? How long will it be until we are in war? I-I can’t be out of work that long.”

“I’m sorry but my hands are tied.” Her voice was almost as sad as yours, she worriedly watched as your eyes started to well with tears.

“Please my lady. Don’t do this to me.” She got up from her desk and walked over to you, hugging you tightly against her.

“It’s going to be alright, I promise. I just need you to rest up. We’ll be destroyed without you, please just trust me.” You hugged eachother until you could calm down, you wiped any tears that fell and stepped aside.

“Lady Tsunade I have a request to make.”

“What is it dear?”

“I want to go home. Back to my village and see my parents one last time before I go to war. I think it’s only reasonable to see them one last time, as me coming home alive and well is uncertain.” Tsunade stepped back and looked at you, a hand draped softly on your shoulder.

“I accept the request. How long will you be gone?”

“Probably under a week.”

“Then so be it. You’re dismissed.”

You walked out of the office and back home with an intense sadness inside of you. You gave up on Kakashi because you loved your job. Now your job has been stolen from you and it was all for nothing. Everything that had given you value- that had given you purpose- is now gone. You wondered if you should even return home or not.

You decided it would be a good idea if you told your friends Machi and Gale you’d be gone for the next few days, back at home until you decided you needed to come back. They understood and wished you well on your journey.

Kakashi was a mess, thinking about how poorly he treated you during your sexcapade, saying he hated you and fucking you so roughly he wasn’t sure if he had hurt you or not. Who care if he did? You hurt him worse. You hurt him in a way nobody else has. How could you treat him like he was somebody only to leave him like he was nothing? At least, that’s how he saw it.

Business at The Poison Sandwich was slow today, maybe the sadness was in the air. Kakashi ate his BLT, thoughts of you racing through his head. Even up until he heard your name uttered by the two girls you held dearly as friends.

“So she went back home.” Gale said to the cook behind the counter.

“I’ve been thinking about visiting a few of the sandwich shops in her village for a while now actually.” Percy smiled from behind the counter.

“Wait… she went back?” Kakashi interrupted, unsure if he heard right.

“Yeah, yesterday. Said she’s be back in a few days.” Machi said, looking over at Percy. “He said he was going to go the her village pretty soon to try out the food there.”

“Is this true Percy?” Kakashi asked his friend, who nodded as he discarded his white apron.

“Yeah. Why?”

“Can I come?” Kakashi asked, cursing himself. What was he thinking?

“Well as long as you don’t have any other plans for the rest of the day, I see no problem. I’m heading off now, so get ready.” Percy said, untying his apron and tossing it on a nearby countertop. “Ladies, you don’t mind closing shop for me, do you?”

And of course, as enamored with the man as they were, had zero issue and took care of business as he and Kakashi took off.

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Kakashi was shocked to see the strange motorized bike that Percy had built, looking it up and down in shock and awe at the mechanism.

“What is this, if I may ask?”

“Well I’m not a shinobi like you so getting around to long distances isn’t easy for me. I built this myself as a way to make the trips easier.” Percy said, tossing Kakashi a black helmet. Kakashi caught it and reluctantly adorned it, his silver hair peeking out from underneath.

As Percy started the machine Kakashi sat in the back behind him, pondering why he had felt the need for such an impromptu visit to your hometown. He didn’t know why he felt this way, especially after the way you had treated him. Once again he felt alone, abandoned by your heartlessness and eager mindset to go fight off in a war that he felt would mame and kill you the second you had your back turned to the enemy.

“Kakashi… what’s been going on with you?” Percy asked, snapping Kakashi out of the trance he found himself in.

“I’m sorry?” He asked, puzzled at his friends sudden questioning.

“Listen... Gale, Machi, and I all know about your secret affair. And we don’t care- we support it honestly. But ever since you two have had a falling out… we’ve noticed a change.” Percy’s voice was somber as he drove throughout the thick forest, focused on the destination while his heart was stuck in the conversation. Kakashi was silent a moment, his mind was racing. Was it safe to tell his friend the truth? To let the secrets of his beloved lay out in front of someone who was only watching from the outside?

“I’m not sure I understand,” he replied monotoned. His outside demeanor was cool, but anyone who really knew what was going on inside his mind could tell the intricacies of his tone, picking up the way his voice would lilt anxiously as he declared this inquiry.

“Well I’m sure you do, so don’t play dumb with me Hatake,” Percy snapped, he wasn’t playing games- Kakashi was sure of this now.

“Well what do you want me to tell you? Sometimes people don’t work out the way they meant to, we don’t have control over these things. All you need to know is that me and her are… we’re complicated.”

“Bullshit.” Kakashi was taken aback.

“What are you talking about?” The wind was blowing through his hair, headband threatening to blow off his eye. He held it tight, looking at his thighs for avoidance.

“I’m talking about your seriously psychotic desire for control. You’ve wanted her from the moment you met her, haven’t you?” Percy asked, revving the engine of his bike.

“More than anything…” Kakashi admitted, vision still remained on his thighs.

“And ever since then, what have you done?”

Kakashi thought about it for a moment. What had he done? He had fucked you on his desk, broken into your home and stolen your underwear, touched you while you slept, fucked you at work, fucked you on missions- gods... the list could only go on.

“I’ve done all I could.” He clutched his fists, hating how horribly his stomach churned. “And yet it still wasn’t enough.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that my love for her has consumed me, my body, brain, and soul. She’s all I think about- ever. She’s everything, and everywhere. No matter what time of day or night, I can feel her down to the very air I breathe. I’ve tried for what has felt like forever to have her all to myself.”

“Why all to yourself?”

“Because the thought of her with anyone else makes me violent,” Kakashi said, regretting his words the very moment they spilled past his lips.

Percy remained quiet, Kakashi wasn’t sure if it was so he could talk more or not. He stayed silent for a while too. He wondered wether Percy was judging him, then again he didn’t care too much, it wasn’t him who was worried about public appearances.

“Sometimes I can feel my blood boil when I see another man talking to her. She makes me feel at peace, not just in my mind but in my soul. I love that woman down to the marrow in my bones and to think that some other man could see her and only see her for her beauty, only see her for something to use makes me sick. I can practically feel the bile in my throat just thinking about it.”

“So she makes you feel calm?” Percy didn’t seem to be turned off by the way Kakashi spoke of you, it was as if they were having a conversation so casual it was comparable to one about the weather.

“It’s beyond that,” Kakashi felt his heart flutter as he thought of you, his mind running with excitement just at the opportunity to talk about you.

“Sometimes I think about my past and all the people who have left me. Some of them chose to, some of them didn’t. Regardless, whenever I’d get attached to someone they’d leave, I didn’t have any control over it. Maybe it was because I was weak, or too young to have any real say in the matter. But now it’s different. I’m stronger and I’m older, no matter how you look at it I’m ten times the person I was all those years ago.” Percy remained silent, listening intently to his friend. Something he wouldn’t do to much of as Kakashi wasn’t the type to open up easily.

“When I met her, I knew instantly I loved her. It was a fact just as true as the sky is blue. I don’t think about all the horrible things from my youth whenever she’s around, not when all I can think about is the possibility of my old age spent with this wonderful woman. And the only way to have a future with her is if she doesn’t leave. I’ve grown beyond a simple lust for her, I've realized I can’t escape these feelings. I learned about her past, her favorite flowers and I’ve showered her in as much affection I can show without being too much. I’m sure I’ve crossed that boundary already but I can’t help it, I have too much inside to not let go of.”

“So you want something serious with her?”

“Yes.”

“Why call it quits now? After everything you’ve gone through, why give up?”

“Because she’s going to leave me,” He ran a hand through his silver hair, holding back a tear that was heard through the slight crack in his voice.

“She told you she doesn’t want to be together anymore?” Percy asked, wondering if what his girlfriends told him about you was true or not. He remembered hearing how you liked Kakashi too, but was afraid of ridicule, yet still craved his love beneath it all.

“She wants to fight in a possible deadly battle. I cant disclose much but that’s all I can say.”

“But she’s strong isn’t she? Plus she’s a medic, so wouldn’t she be able to heal herself if anything happened?” Percy asked, unsure about the severity of this “battle”.

“You don’t get it,” Kakashi sighed, leaning his forehead against Percy’s back. “I can keep her through affection and intimacy, that’s one thing we both know we have for each other, it’s apparent. But I can’t keep her from getting herself killed. Death is around every corner for people like me and her.”

“Shinobi, you mean?”

“Exactly. I don’t want to be in love with someone and yearn for them every second we aren’t together just for them to leave and die. It’s not fair to torture myself like that. I’d rather call it quits early before I’m doomed to live a life of suffering. I couldn’t deal with it.”

“Kakashi, you already are.” Percy didn’t care to tiptoe around the fact, he was tired of all the beating around the bush. Kakashi sat there a moment, his head still resting against his friends back.

He closed his eyes, occasionally catching himself to hold onto the bike better as they jostled over small rocks and bumps along their path. Kakashi didn’t have much to say about that, but it did prompt a lot of thinking, not that he could do much with Percy being such a chatterbox.

“You need to hear me out with this, okay? Love is like a sandwich-“

“Good gods, spare me the metaphors…”

“I’m going somewhere with this trust me!!” Percy yelled defensively, his volume mostly washed out by the breeze blowing by. “You can have all the amazing fillings you want: intimacy, shared experiences, passion, romance, all that is great but without the bread that keeps it together it’s just a bunch of things slopped together. What makes a sandwich a sandwich is the bread that keeps it together- a solid foundation, trust. And sure, it’s going to be messy at times, but that just comes with that delicious journey we all sign up for.”

“Is there a point to this analogy?”

“Obviously, dumbass. You have all the makings for a great relationship except for the bread… the trust. The bread you’ve got is thin- real thin. Meaning it’s not able to keep all that great stuff inside. The only way that meals gonna end is with everything falling out. Do you know why your bread is thin?” Percy asked, dodging a large rock in the middle of the path.

“Because of my insecurities…” Kakashi admitted, his face heating up.

“Bingo.”

He sat with this realization, mostly because he was metaphorically eaten up alive by one of his best friends. That aside, he looked at the bigger picture. Was he really that insecure about his trust in you? He knew you were strong, but was he actually just insecure you would rather die than be with him?! Was he really that codependent on you? That wasn’t possible, not with war being such a great threat. Percy didn’t know that though, so that’s another thing to factor in. Regardless, there still was valid food for thought presented to him.

“Well how far away are we now?” Kakashi asked, looking around at the new environment.

“Wont take longer than a few minutes, bud. Relax, we’ll be there in no time.”

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Percy was right of course, only a few minutes later and the two were parked outside the large wooden gates. Sounds of children’s laughter and music could be heard just beyond, as well as the smell of amazing food clouding their senses. Kakashi and Percy walked in, delighted by all the new sights and sounds, it seemed like a festival was taking place, although they had zero clue what it was for.

While it did seem magical at first glance, Kakashi knew the truth behind this villages facade. When he truly looked around beyond the vibrant colors and fun attractions, he saw very sick people lurking around the streets, some even begging for spare money. He sighed to himself, judging all the men who walked by with their expensive robes who were laughing at the sick and elderly.

“Kakashi! Over here!” Percy called to him from beyond the crowd.

Kakashi looked over to where his friend was and saw a small shop next to some sort of brothel-esque building. He tilted his head in curiosity at him, raising both arms in a shrugging position.

“No- come over here! This is the place I came here for!” Percy called louder, holding open the shops door to signal he was about to enter.

Kakashi jogged over there, still overwhelmed by all the excitement going around. When he caught up with Percy, he suddenly felt something very familiar. It was that calmness in his soul he had described to Percy earlier. He spun around, trying to see what it was and if he could follow it.

“Something the matter?” Percy asked, shutting the door.

Kakashi turned his head and saw a small staircase on the outside of the establishment that led to a second story door. He furrowed his brow looking at the door, feeling a strange calling towards whatever was just beyond it.

“No… I guess it’s nothing.” He said, turning towards Percy as he opened the door and walked inside.

It was a small restaurant, a few tables here and there as well as a large island that a middle aged man stood at.

“Hi, welcome in fellas! Take a seat anywhere you want, I’ll get you both a few menus to look at!” He said cheerily, ducking behind the island to grab two menus.

Percy sat at the island in front of the man, Kakashi followed and took the seat next to him. The older man gave them their menus and went in the back to give them some time.

“Are you hungry at all?” Percy asked, skimming the drinks side.

“I could eat,” Kakahi responded, suddenly craving a sandwich more than anything.

There were quite a few options to choose from. Some vegan options, some vegetarian, and some sort of dessert types with various different fruits, custards, and cream fillings. Kakashi was in the mood for something more traditional and hearty, deciding he would ask for a grilled chicken sandwich.

The man reappeared with a small notepad and pen, leaning against the countertop.

“You two ready to order?” He asked, looking at Kakashi first.

“Yeah, may I please have the grilled chicken sandwich?” He asked, pointing to the menu. The man wrote it down and then asked for Percy’s order.

“I’ll have this breakfast sandwich,” Percy said.

“A little late don’t you think?” The man laughed, taking both menus.

“Well you know… breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Why not have it anytime of day?” Percy laughed. The man furrowed a brow and Percy grimaced, embarrassed by his joke falling flat.

Kakashi couldn’t help but feel that comforting aura getting stronger around him. He looked around, maybe it was the environment? Just then it became much stronger, as if all this muscles had relaxed in just that moment. It felt less like an aura and more like a chakra. He quickly looked behind the man and towards the curtains that led to the back. What he saw he couldn’t believe.

You emerged from beyond the curtains, holding two cups of water in your hands. When you looked up you immediately locked eyes with him. You must’ve felt the same muscle relaxation as Kakashi, you suddenly dropped both cups catching the eyes of the room.

“Kakashi…?”

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You had arrived to this hometown of yours not too long after you left Konoha. You watched as children ran around happily through the village with their prizes from games going on throughout the streets. You sighed, walking down the paths of the place you once called home, knowing the happiest of people were just tourists in this living hell your family and community was trapped in.

You approached your families restaurant, smiling at the nostalgic feeling it filled you with. You grabbed the handle and walked in, your father standing just behind the island. He called you name excitedly, rushing over to you to hold you in a tight hug.

“You’ve come home! What are you doing here? You didn’t get kicked out, did you?” He teased, letting you go to get a good look at you. You nervously laughed.

“No, it’s not that.” You said, rubbing the back of your neck.

“Well whatever the reason is, it’s nice seeing you again.”

“Um… can I talk to you upstairs for a moment? There’s something I need to tell you… it has to do with me being here actually.”

He nodded and held the curtain for you to walk through. Beyond the kitchen in the back was a small door that led to a staircase, that staircase led to the small flat you and your family grew up in. When you both had settled down in the living room, you had assumed your mother would be there, however she was not. Puzzled, you two sat on a nearby couch and you faced him to ask.

“Did mom go out somewhere? I mean… I didn’t see her in the restaurant or kitchen and it’s a little late to still be in bed…” Your fathers face fell, looking at the carpeting.

“Your mother is uh… well there’s no easy way to say this. Your mothers in the hospital.” You felt your heart drop.

“What’s wrong with her? Why didn’t you send a message?! I could’ve come home to help her- what’s going on dad?!” you asked, voice shaking.

He sighed deeply, rubbing his temples with one hand anxiously.

“We aren’t sure what was wrong with her but… we knew that with the big move and that new job of yours you’d have some real stress. We couldn’t put that on you, so we made the decision to send her to a nearby hospital to get her checked out.”

“Fuck…” you sighed, holding your head in your hands. “You need to take me to her, I can heal her… or fix her or… something- anything! Gods dad, what the hell?! Why wouldn’t you tell me?”

“Sweetie it’s fine, your mothers going to be okay-“

“Dad that’s a lot of money! For crying out loud, how are you going to afford the hospital bills?”

“We’ll be fine! as long as you’re okay we’ll be just fine.”

“Here, let me see if I have any extra money on me,” you reached into your pockets for your wallet. Your father quickly nudged your arm away.

“Please don’t, you have enough on your plate already. Why don’t you tell me what you needed to say earlier, okay?” He asked, putting on a small smile.

You frowned.

“Well, since we’re getting everything out in the open…” You took in a deep breath, letting it out with a shaky breath. “I’m going to war.”

You felt your heart shatter the way you watched your fathers face drop again. It was as if he was being told his only child was about to be killed right in front of him.

“Dad, I know how it’s sounds but I don’t have any other choice. There are people who need me, I signed up for this- this is my job.“

“I understand.” He said softly. You frowned, pulling him into a hug.

“I wanted to see you and mom one last time before I left… I know it’s a worst case scenario but… if anything were to happen, I wanted to tell you both goodbye.” You heard your father sob in your ear, holding you tightly. You couldn’t help yourself from crying either and wept with him on the sofa.

“I know you’re strong, and I know you’re valuable, but I’m still so worried,” he sputtered, you patted his back to comfort him but it did next to nothing.

“I know, but I promise you I’m not going down without a fight. I swear to you and mom I’m not going to let myself be weak.” You said sternly, almost as if you weren’t choking back a rivers worth of tears.

After a few more minutes and you and your father had calmed down, you sat there and discussed the situation of war. What it meant for you and your family. You said that with the money you had, it’ll all go to them if you died and they’d be able to move far away, to a better village and have a good financial place for themselves. Your father wasn’t pleased to hear about this and almost cried again. To get his mind off of it, you told him about your job and all the people you met at Konoha.

“Machi and Gale, huh? They sound quite nice! You even have your own students, sounds like you’ve adapted pretty well,” you dad smiled, tears drying on his cheeks.

“I have,” you smiled back, a blush forming in your face when you remembered Kakashi was one of the first you grew close with, even if it started out so riske.

“What’s that look for, hmm?” Your father asked, teasing you for the small blush across your face.

“It’s nothing,” you replied, putting a hand to your cheek and feeling the warmth on your skin.

“Don’t lie to me, I know that look pretty well. You must’ve met someone who isn’t just a friend or a student to you, so tell me!” He laughed, playfully swatting you on your arm.

“I mean, yeah there is someone,” you smirk, shortly after your face fell.

“Um… is everything alright?”

“Yeah, It’s just… things are complicated right now.”

“Oh,” you father said sadly, crossing his arms.

“But he’s a really great guy!” you perked up.

“He?” Your father asked. You nodded. “Does he have a name?”

“He might.”

“He might? What might it be?”

“It might be Kakashi.” Just the your fathers arms uncrossed, his eyes widening.

“As in Kakashi Hatake?”

“Oh great,” you sighed, hating this conversation immediately. “Yeah, why?”

“Because that’s the famous copy ninja! I’ve got to say I’m impressed.” You groaned, holding your knees to your chest now.

“Please stop embarrassing me.”

“I’m not trying to, I’m just suprised that a man like that can be in a relationship with you.” Immediately you grew defensive.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Your brows furrowed.

“Woah, I didnt mean it like that! It’s just… he’s known for being such a hardened shinobi. Who knew there was a heart beneath the mask?” He nervously laughed.

“I knew.” You added. Your father frowned, nervously fidgeting in his seat.

“I’m sorry, " you sighed. "I didn’t mean to be so snappy. It’s just that we’ve spent a lot of time together and he means a lot to me. I’ve seen a lot of his sides and even though he drives me crazy I can’t help but love him regardless. He makes me feel seen, and appreciated. No matter how bitchy I am he keeps trying, nobody else has ever been this patient with me. And what makes things even crazier, is that I feel so drawn to him. It’s like my whole life has led up to the moment we’d meet. Oh, what am I saying? This is starting to get weird, I’ll stop while I’m ahead,” your face felt extremely hot, you avoiding looking at your dad.

“No it’s fine, I get it.” He said, patting you on the back.

“Yeah, thanks.” Silence.

“So what makes things so complicated?”

“‘What isn’t complicated’ is a better question,” although you knew that answer was something entirely too inappropriate to say.

“It’s that bad?”

“Yes and no. It’s a long story, I couldn’t get into it.”

“Well whatever the case may be, you sound like you really love him. In fact, I caught onto you saying that,” he smirked.

“Please stop.”

“Fine.” he raised his hands defensively, then stood up from his seat at the couch. “Now we can sit here moping all day or we can spend time together like we used to. What do you say?”

“Moping sounds good but we can’t afford that right now so let’s work the restaurant like we used to.” You smiled, following him down that stairs.

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“Kakashi…?”

So that’s what it was, it was you all along. He should have known better. Kakashi stood up, uttering your name back to you. You weren’t sure what to do. Truth be told you didn’t forgive him for putting you out on the spot like that, but you also knew there was no real reason for him to forgive you either.

“I’m sorry but would you excuse us for a minute?” Kakashi asked Percy as he motioned to speak to you outside.

“No.” Percy said, fidgeting with his napkin. Your father shot you a concerned look, finally putting two and two together. You patted him on the back reassuringly.

“It shouldn’t take long, we’ll just have a chat upstairs.” You reached into your pocket for a set of keys, walking out the front door of the establishment, Kakashi on your tail.

You two walked out in silence and he followed you up the outside stairs, staying quiet as you unlocked the door and stepped inside. He looked around and it appeared to be your old bedroom, posters and ribbons hanging on the walls. It felt homey to him, more so when he noticed preserved flowers laying on your desk, jasmine to be exact.

“So did you follow me here or did you-“ he cut you off with his lips against yours. Your eyes grew wide in shock. But the moment he put his hand on the small of your back you felt entirely different. Your eyes closed softly and your hands tangled in his hair. You felt a familiar fire burn in your chest, your heart fluttering as his beat in tandem with yours.

“Kakashi,” you sighed, his grip on you becoming tighter. He pushed you against the door, keeping his grasp on you impossibly firm. “Now’s not a good-“

“Stop talking, damnit.” he huffed, his breath hot against your skin. Immediately you shut your mouth, only opening it again to allow his tongue to brush up against yours.

You locked the door while you were still up against it, then resumed pulling on his hair. You also pushed your body against his firm chest, feeling your loins flutter as his breathing became heavier and his kisses more desperate. Kakashis tongue prodded into your mouth, caressing your own as if it lost it, rejoicing in the feeling of finding it again. His body language spoke the same dialect, his arms tense while they wrapped around you, legs locked in place as they cornered you against the wooden door.

You grabbed onto his vest, yanking it off of him and it was only for a moment when his arms left your body. His vest sliding off of him and landing on the floor, he swiftly kicked it away and then resumed his primal grip against your body. He pulled you into him, a breath of air escaping your lungs the moment he ripped your body off the floor. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, head falling to your shoulder while his teeth sunk into your neck, you let out a small grunt from the pain that you couldn’t welcome enough.

“Kashi?” you whispered heavily. He cut you off with another sloppy kiss, the rough smack of his lips against yours had you digging your nails into his back through his body con long sleeve. “What are you doing-“ another kiss “here?”

“What does it look like?” He huffed, hands sneaking past your shirt as he caressed your back with his long fingers. Your breath hitched at the feeling of him touching your bare skin, hair on the back of your neck raising while the tickling sensation of his calloused fingertips roamed your skin.

“I know what you’re doing, but why?”

“I needed you,” he rasped, fingers digging into your skin, his own nails now dragging down your skin. You shuddered in his grasp, thighs clamping down tight around his abdomen. “Must I need any other reason?”

“No…” you knew this was rhetorical, but the gratification you gained from answering him regardless heightened your arousal, giving into him just like you always did. “Needed me for what?” you asked, your chest rising and falling as you struggled to gain your composure.

“I just needed to see you,” Kakashi muttered licking the slight teeth marks that curved along your neck. “I missed this… the way things were before. Y’know I thought about inviting you over the other night?”

“To your apartment?” You were suddenly curious. He nodded, his hands now rubbing down your back, causing you to shiver once again. “What would we do?”

“I don’t even know. I was just so empty without you, even you being in my presence would be enough for me. However, I’m sure we’d find ways to entertain ourselves,” He leaned in closely to your ear “Wanna know how exactly?”

When he said this he thrusted himself into you, his hard package pressing right up against your clothed cunt. You moaned, grinding down on the new stimulation the moment you could, completely void of embarrassment or shame.

“Y-yeah,” your heart was practically in your throat now, however you felt the heartbeats much, much lower.

“Well, I had something in mind,” he hummed, his hands now on your asscheeks, gripping them harshly.

“Ngh- Like what?”

“I was thinking about how bad you’ve been lately,” his breath was almost burning the skin of your neck, you wanted him to so badly rip your clothes off of you and take you to bed. His hair smelled so good, you kept digging your fingers inside of the fluffy mass, gently pulling at it while it tangled between your fingers. He grunted slightly.

“Just like how you are right now,” it came out a purr, vibrations coming up from deep inside his chest. “You’ve been a bad girl. Sometimes I can barely recognize you.”

You didn’t know why you felt so ashamed about his words, a wave of regret crashing hard against you.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, unsure why the apology came so easy.

“So you admit you’ve been a bad girl?” he asked with amusement in his tone, his voice hoarse as he spoke deep into your neck.

“I’m as bad as they come,” you admitted, legs wrapping around even tighter. He chuckles softly.

“Oh? Well then I think we both know what that means,” his cock twitched underneath his pants, you had to sink your nails into your palms to avoid getting handsy. “I think you need to be punished severely.”

The hair on the back of your neck stood up, goosebumps rising on your skin immediately. He carried you over to your bed, tossing you down on it. You crashed against it, a loud squeak echoing through the room. You blushed, hoping to whatever god there was that nobody downstairs could hear.

“What are you going to do with me?” You asked, your hands rubbing where he bit you on your neck.

“You want to know your punishment?” An amused smile spread across his face. You nodded. “Well that’s for me to know and you to find out.”

You felt frustrated, already wanting him to lash out on you, it felt like torture the way he stood over you, patently keeping his hands to himself.

“Please?” you whispered, one of your hands moving south of your body, he watched as your sunk your hands under your waistband, eyes blowing wide when your mouth fell open.

He grabbed your wrist and yanked it back out, pinning it down and above your head.

“I think you need another spanking.” You bit your lip, trying to hide your excitement, your panties already wet when he increased the pressure of his hand.

He sat down next to you, letting go of your wrist and instead using his hand to grab your hair into a tight pony tail, causing you to sit up.

“Should I bend over your lap?” it came out as a mewl, your desperation evident on your face.

“How funny that you just want to jump straight into it,” he smiled in your face, shiny teeth gleaming back at your from beyond his perfect lips. “Sweet girl, maybe you do know how to behave,” he kissed you softly, then had you bend over his lap.

With one hand still firm in your hair, the other pulled down your pants, your panties coming down with it. You clenched around nothing as the cool air hit your wet cunt, a shiver was sent up your back.

“Such a slut, excited for her spanking.” He caressed your soft globes, you hummed excitedly, almost moaning at the delicate touch. “If I hadn’t done this previously I would’ve assumed you didn’t know what this was. Is that true? Are you a stupid girl who doesn’t know what a spanking is?” he cooed, his hand grabbing you hip harshly, fingers digging into your skin.

You grunted, knowing with this much pressure he would leave bruises along you skin for days, weeks even.

“It’s not pleasant, at least not the way I do it, remember? It’s gonna hurt, way more than a few soft taps.”

“I’m hoping for it,” you replied back, surprised by your own response and enthusiasm.

“Oh yeah?” he also seemed surprised, pleasantly surprised. A wicked smile was plastered on his face, searching your eyes with his own. “How long have you been wanting this for? I mean, you’re so obedient. I cant help but assume you’ve fantasized about this ever since last time,” his grip of your hair tightened, you smiled up at him devilishly.

“I’ve been wanting this since I last saw you.”

“Good answer,” he smirked. “Are you ready?”

You nodded quickly, arching your back as the tension builds up in your body.

“An even better answer." his fingertips glided againsty the curve of your back. "I don’t care if you scream or cry, in fact it would make this more enjoyable,” he hummed, pulling on your hair. “Now sit still.”

Kakashis hand came down hard on your backside, a loud slap echoed in your ears. You let out a depraved moan, biting your lip as the stinging starting to settle on your asscheek. He took a moment to take in the look on your face, ogling the flush of color across your cheeks. Quicker, and much harder this time, he struck you again with his ever-so-firm hand.

You whined, squirming in his lap until he spanked you again. After his next, you dug your nails into the mattress beneath you, huffing deep breaths in and out. Kakashi laughs softly, watching your soft ass turn a bright pink as he punished you.

“How many can you handle? You want me to get creative?” he asked happily, softly rubbing circles on your abused skin.

“Y-yesss…” your voice was trembling.

“If you say so. But it makes me wonder… how much pain can this pretty little ass take?”

“I deserve it, we both know I’ve been bad,” you mutter, nails coming out of the mattress as you slowly began to get less tense with each rub of Kakashis hand.

“Yes you have,” Kakashi exclaimed amused. “Do you know how bad? Answer me.” He smacked you again, and all you could muster was a string of whimpers and groans, no real words coming to your mind.

“Answer me properly. I don’t want to hear your little moans. I want a real answer. Tell me what you’ve done.”

“I… I’ve kept you a secret…” you whispered, your hand stroking his knee. “And the worst part is I’ve been fantasizing about you this whole time.”

“Interesting. For how long, give me a number.” He pulls your hair, tilting your face upwards so your eyes are locked.

“8 weeks,” you confess, looking away to avoid his strong gaze.

“8 weeks? How filthy have you been? What’s the most inappropriate thing you’ve fantasized about me doing?” He pulled your hair tighter, forcing you to look back at him.

“I’ve thought about you defiling me.” Kakashi raised an eyebrow.

“That’s all? I’m not going to lie, I expected more from you.” His hand move from your ass to your hip, once again squeezing it tightly. You winced.

“I-I’ve thought about you waking me up just so you can use me to get yourself off,” you blurted out. Kakashi perked up, much more interested.

“Anything else? You’ve had 8 weeks,” clearly he was having fun toying with you. It felt like torture dumping your fantasies onto him, but you couldn’t help spilling your guts.

“I’ve thought about pleasuring you.”

“Go on.” His grip became looser, yet still firm.

“I’d use my mouth.” He smirked.

“Is that all?” You wanted to melt into his lap, escape his massive presence.

“And my hands…”

“Well, don’t you have a plethora of talents,” he teased, bringing his hand back and quickly down his to your ass. You flinched, but before he could make contact he stopped himself, laughing softly. Your face burned hot.

“Anything else? I mean, 8 whole weeks is a looong time,” he raised his eyebrow again, looking directly in your eyes.

“Well…”

“Spit it out, don’t be a tease. I know you can say more.” His words made your skin tingle.

“I’ve thought about how mad you were at me, ignoring me all the time at the office. So I thought about trying to rile you up, get you even angrier. Just so maybe you’d snap and use me without holding back.” He loosened his grip on you.

“You really want that? For me to take my frustration out on you?”

“Yes.” You gripped his knee tighter.

“You really are a bad girl, aren’t you?” He smirked, grip getting firmer in your hair again.

“I am.”

“Do you have no shame? Ass in the air, panties off, pussy soaking wet, and looking me in my eye while you tell me about all the filth you’ve imagined about me. Sweet girl, you’re more perverted than I thought.” He pulled your hair back further, his mouth connected with your more a quick kiss.

“I bet you’ll say anything at this point if it’ll make me happy, huh? You’ve completely given yourself to me, isn’t that right?” With lidded eyes you nodded looking up at him.

“Are you mine to use?” Amused curiousity lingering in his voice.

“Yes.” Right after you confirmed this, another rough smack was right up against your ass. You yelped, once again digging your finger into the mattress.

“You like that, don’t you? You like getting hit by me.” You nod. Another rough smack. “Say it.” he practically barked.

“I- I like it! I like getting hit by you!” You wanted to curl up in embarrassment, once again hoping nobody could hear you. Kakashi had a wicked look on his face.

“I wonder how many times can I hit this ass of yours before you cry? Are you a tough girl?” He asked condescendingly.

“Yes…” He hit you harder, producing a loud moan out of you. He laughed.

“Are you tough or what? You seem to be enjoying this more than I expected,” this time he struck you lower, so that his palm was right up against the back of your thigh. You desperately squirm again, breathing shakily. He hits you there again, smiling to himself.

“Oh? Am I hitting a sensitive spot?” You almost shrieked when he smacked it again. “So I did find a sensitive spot,” he leaned down closely so that that he was almost in your ear.

“I’m going to keep smacking you, riiight here until your crying and begging me to stop.” And that’s what he did. Over and over again, watching as you rubbed your legs together, slick coating the feverish in-between of your legs.

“How many more spanks can you get before you cry? 10? 20? I know you can take it,” he kept spanking you, each one lighting you up until your ass was red. As he spanked you, he enjoyed watching your eyes roll back, your whimpers echo softly in your room, and your body spasm after each moment of contact.

“You must nearly be at the edge, huh?” Your eyes rolled back to normal, welling with tears. “Awww, is that it? Is that all you can take?”

He delivered the final blow, you moaned loudly, tears flowing down your cheeks. You felt lightheaded, pain and pleasure circulating inside of you. The erotic sensation making it's way up your spine, the hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

“Aww… did I do that? Did I make the tough, pretty girl cry?” You nod, unable to verbalize a single thought. “Such a good girl, taking it like a champ. I have to say, I admire how well you kept your composure… well at least most of it.”

He pulled your hair back, your head coming closer to him and he placed a soft kiss on your forehead. You shut your eyes and bit your lip, your heart melting at his sudden tender affection.

While still having a good grasp of your pony tail, Kakashi slung you over to the side, trapping you against him and the bed. He had you pinned, your wrists above your head. When he towered his large form over you his lips brushed against yours, his scent was everywhere. You closed your eyes again, and felt how his eyelashes fluttered against your cheek as he bent down lower and licked up your neck.

You smirked, a sudden tickle causing you to slightly spasm, Kakashi laughed softly when he saw it. He instead turned to biting you, the feeling of his teeth in your neck filled you with the most euphoric nostalgia. You sighed, legs bending so your knees could squeeze his waist. He rutted his hips into your core, and you shuddered as the wet juices pooled in your cunt and trickled down your legs.

Kakashi looked up at you, lips curled into a cocky smile, pressing softly against your own. You parted your lips, his soft tongue dragging along your plump lip, before his teeth gently trapped it and he bit into it possessively. You never started the day thinking he'd be showing up at your old home, about to fuck you senseless into the mattress you've spent countless nights on. It seemed to you like Kakashi's fate was to always appear, and so was your passionate desire for him.

Kakashi's kiss could make your loins ache like a wildfire, yet it could also make your breaths slow and your heart melt. Maybe it was fate?

I am safe here. His arms are open, his tongue is tender, and I don't need to struggle anymore.

Its all you could think about, really.

Two fingers circled your drenched clit, Kakashi watched your hole clench around nothing. He licked his lips watching your pretty cunt swallow his didgets shortly after, curling up as he pumped in and out.

“She’s so pretty…” he hummed, his knuckles now shiny with your arousal.

Your toes curled the more he pumped you, his fingers working fast. You roughly grabbed his wrist, stopping his movement. He looked up at you, a single brow cocked.

“Something wrong?” his voice was smooth, eyes soft as they watched you with adoration.

“T-that’s not what I need…” You murmured, breathing in and out as if you’d pass out.

“Tell me, what do you-“

“Cock. Yours.” You demanded. Kakashis eyes grew wide, a sinister grin plastered in his face. He retracted his fingers from your cunt, a silent moan escaped your lips when he moved.

“I never thought I’d have you so needy, sweet girl.” Kakashis hand traveled to his waistbands and pulled them down, hard cock slapped against his body con shirt, precum making his tip glisten.

“I can’t help it.” You admitted, your eyes breaking away from his to stare at his erection. Your legs spread wide, and you wriggled excitedly.

Kakashi ducked down to kiss you, cupping your cheeks as he rutted against you, his length rubbing up and down against your clit. You moaned into the kiss, a smile on your face as your pleasure spread. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, getting even closer as you two enjoyed eachothers embrace.

Kakashis tongue made its appearance in your mouth again, the soft tip of his tongue swirling with yours, just to retreat and wetten your lower lip.

“Don’t tease me…” you whispered, breaking the kiss only to resume it quickly. He laughed gently, his hand moving south to grab the base of his cock and align it with your entrance.

“Well, aren’t you one to talk?” With one swift motion he went balls deep inside of you again, a shiver running up his back as he bottomed out, his public bone flush with your clit.

You both grunted, then began to lock lips as his hips drilled into you. You both knew you didn’t want to waste any time, each time he bottomed out you grounded down on him further, feeling his warm precum coat your walls as your own arousal spilled out and onto the sheets.

“Always wet for me…” he smiled, kissing down your jaw.

His cock was heavy, stretching you perfectly and throbbing each time it hit that tender spot inside of you that made you digs crescents into his back with your nails. He loved watching your lashes flutter when your eyes rolled back, and he devoured your lips whenever they opened to produce a guttural moan.

“I love you…” Kakashi cooed, a finger of his now playing with your clit.

“Love you- haaah- too…” you replied with a whine between words.

Kakashi pulls your shirt off of you, then quickly grabs both your wrists in one hand. He pins you down, and you’re unable to move. He retracts his hand from your clit and presses his forearm under your tits, pushing them up and drooling at how pretty they sit. He ducks down and sucks a nipple, his soft tongue spreading hot spit over your sensitive tits. He moans, cock throbbing as you pulse around him.

He looks up at you, your face red and forehead slightly sweaty. Fuck, you look so sexy. He groans your name, biting your tit, sucking a hickey into the soft flesh in his mouth. You’re seeing stars, vision blurry as your orgasm comes washing over you. You’re whimpering his name, shaking and yet unable to move under his massive presence. He lets go of your tit in his mouth and watched over you. You were his own personal porn star, cumming for him- cumming on him. Whimpering his name as you choke his girthy cock and take him while he resizes your cunt.

“Filthy… you’re making such a mess.” His pace was quicker now, your cries of pleasure louder as he beats your pussy into the mattress. “Bad girl…” he hums low, almost a growl.

You can’t fight back the violent euphoria, your poor cunt wants more of him, regardless as to whether or not you can take it.

“S’ good…” you mewl, erotic and soft squelches filling your ears as he continues to stuff you with his member, his own orgasm on its precipice.

“You really are a slut of this cock, huh?” he teased, thrusting hard, keeping his dick stuffed deep inside you as he pressed his pelvis against your clit. His nails dig into your wrists, your fingers try to grab onto him but you just can’t reach.

“No more playing games,” he grunts, a hand letting go of your wrists to wrap around your throat firmly. You gasp, your air running thin. “You want me?” His hips retreat, then slam harsh inside of you. You wince, eyes snapping shut when you moan.

“Tsk tsk, look at me.” you follow his order, your brows knitted tightly together, looking up at him through your lashes. His teeth glimmer as he grins mischievously, his grip on your neck tightening. “Nah, you need me.”

You feel like you’re about to pass out again, legs shaking viciously and you felt light headed.

“My body always misses this pussy… fucking made for me.” He nips at your jaw, railing you at the one pace he knows you and he both like it. “Mine.”

He wants to mark you up, leave you purple for everyone to see. So when he notices how hard it is for you to breathe he lets go, and takes delight in how you choke for air. He sucks deeply at your neck, throbbing inside you when he imagines how it’ll look after.

“M’gonna cum again…” you almost plead, hips tilting up to meet his own, welcoming his gorgeous cock back inside of you where you knew it belonged.

“I bet you want me to cum inside you,” he mutters, letting go on your sensitive skin before he sucks another purple bruise into your neck.

“Please.” Is all you manage, your slick now running down your ass.

“Always a slut for my cum…” He bites your shoulder, his tongue licking at the red skin underneath. “Can’t fuck you once without you begging for a creampie.”

You cum for a second time, begging for his hot cum to fill you up and pour out. Kakashi complies, a few more rough thrusts and he’s pumping you full of his burning seed, you feel impossibly full as you throw your head back. Kakashi moans heavily, still pumping you with his cock, loving the way you squirt on him with your own spend.

“You can play with yourself thinking about this tonight,” he says low, kissing you hard while he continues to shoot ropes into you. You twitch, legs spasming as your orgasm refuses to subside.

“N-no. I wanna be with you tonight! I wanna do it again!” You beg, wrapping your legs even tighter around him. His eyes widen and he licks your neck playfully.

“My sweet girl, if I bring you home with me tonight I won’t stop until the sun comes up.”

“I’m prepared to lose a few hours of sleep if it means I can spend them being your whore.” You respond shamelessly. He lets go of your wrist and you grab the back of his head, fully making out with him as you play with his silver mess. “I love you. I don’t care anymore.”

Kakashi hums in delight, pulling out of you, your shared cum sticking to his own thighs now.

“You mean you’re all mine?” He knew the answer.

“Mmhmm… And I’m sorry about the way I was acting before…” You admitted, hands running in his hair.

Kakashi rested his face against your tits, his arms wrapped around your waist.

“What do you mean? I should be sorry. I shouldn’t have been such a scummy person to make you choose me or your career, especially when I knew how much you love it.” His voice was soft and somber, you kissed the crown on his head.

“We both messed up, yeah?” You slightly giggled.

“Yeah,” he laughed back. “If you’re sure about going into this war with me I want you to know something.” He picked his head up, towering over you again. His palm rested against your cheek as his eyes looked deep into yours.

“I don’t care who we’re facing or what we’re up against. I don’t care who’s getting hurt but I do know one thing,” His brows furrowed. “I’m not leaving your side once. I’ll cover you, I’ll fight for you, I swear I’ll kill for you- I already have and I will again if I have to.”

He softly kissed the tip of your nose.

“That goes for me too,” you sighed, one of your hands caressed his shoulder. He grabbed that hand and kissed the back of it, then pulled you off the bed.

You two got dressed, although you chose to change into a turtle neck, and went downstairs. The restaurant was more packed and there was chatter all around, the nerves you may have been heard upstairs disappearing completely.

Percy turned around when Kakashi approached the seat next to him and reclaimed his seat. You walked around the counter and began to wipe it down. Your father came out from behind the curtain that led to the kitchen.

“Here’s that sandwich,” Your dad said, handing your boyfriend the plated food. “Enjoy, son.”

“Son?” Kakashi asked, taking a look around to see if people were watching him. When the coast was clear he quickly lowered his mask for a bite, then put it back on.

Nobody could see the smile underneath he had while he chewed, but you noticed the crinkle underneath his eyes.

“Not bad,” Percy said, polishing off his meal. “What’d you think, Kakashi?”

“Yeah,” he looked up from his plate, watching as you walked around the restaurant, taking orders and handing out drinks. “It was good.” It tasted like home.

A/N: after a much needed break/hiatus i’m finally back RAAAAHHHHH !!!!!!! for everyone asking if i plan on continuing the mafia AU yes i do but i feel like it’ll be a small mini series.

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[detectivestucks]

Anbu Bimbo

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Kakashi x Bimbo F!Reader

Summery: You always had a crush on Kakashi even back in your Academy days, however he never liked you. He doesn't tolerate idiots of which you happen to be. Even when you get promoted up to the Anbu the only use he can see for you is getting himself off.

Warnings: NSFW, Bullying, Oral sex, Unprotected penetration, slightly degrading, mild choking

Word Count: 4.2k

Anon Request

“Morning Kakashi!” You call as you wait outside the Academy for your crush to arrive 

“Go away”

He doesn’t snap at you. He just makes the dry statement as he breezes past you. Obito, who is not late for once, looks over at Kakashi with concern. 

“That was a little harsh don’t you think? She’s just being nice.”

“She does that every morning. I don’t have time for idiots like her.” 

“Geez Kakashi, she’s not the smartest, sure, but she’s really nice. And she’s kinda cute too.”

“Who cares what she looks like? She doesn’t belong here. She’s the type to get her team killed with her stupidity. I don’t know why they let her in to begin with.”

“Well she’s already mastered jutsu from two different chakra natures…and she’s a decent fighter.”

“-who will wind up punching her own teammate if the enemy tells her to.”

“Okay, okay, I get it. You don’t like her. sheesh.”

It was always like that between you and Kakashi. Deep down he was a nice guy. Even if he didn’t see it yet. He just needed some time to soften up. You never took it to heart. Any of it. It never bothered you when he glared at you after asking a question. It never bothered you when he ignored your greetings. It never bothered you when you made him sweet treats and he gave them to Obito. It never bothered you when he rolled his eyes at your compliments and it never bothered you when he yelled at you. No, not even when he yelled at you. He probably was mad about something else and just needed to get his emotions off of his chest. It’s okay. You understand. He just needed some time to soften up and you can wait. You have plenty of friends to keep you company in the meantime. 

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Life after the Academy was hard on Kakashi. First he lost his best friend. Then his other teammate. Then his sensei too. You would have to be extra patient. He needed it.

You would make sure he knew you were here for him when he was ready but that didn’t mean you waited all alone. No, you had plenty of men to keep you company. A sweet little thing like you, always had many kind companions waiting to take care of you.

The men of the village stumble over each other to fall at your feet. You had dates lined up for the next two months. They always seemed so concerned about whether you ate dinner or not. It was really kind of them. Some of them got you pretty flowers for your home. Some of them wanted to make sure you got home safely. And some of them wanted to help you change and tuck you into bed, making you feel good before kissing you and heading home. They really were all very kind. 

They taught you all kinds of useful ways to be just as nice to them as they are to you. Having always been good at doing things, you caught on to their instructions quickly. Their happy reactions reassuring you that you did a good job. You might not be very bright but you love making others happy. 

You never did end up spending time with Kakashi like you did with these other gentlemen, but that’s okay. You’re sure he’s very busy anyways. He’s so talented and already a captain of the Anbu. Little did he know, you just got promoted to the Anbu too! You couldn’t wait to see him in the locker room on Monday and catch up. 

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“Hi Kakashi!”

Kakashi’s red and white mask clatters onto the floor. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw you standing there in an Anbu uniform making a mockery of the elite squadron with your bright smile and your sing-song greeting. 

“What are you doing here??”

“Lord Hiruzen assigned me! Isn’t that fun?! We work together now!”

“It most certainly isn’t fun. It’s a lethal tragedy.”

“Oh uh, well I wasn’t meaning we’re here for fun. We’re here for work.” you say with a smart nod.

Kakashi rolls his eyes at you before turning to Tenzo. “What is he thinking! She’s going to flirt the information out of the enemy?!”

Tenzo puts a reassuring hand on Kakashi’s shoulder. “Relax Captain, she’s not on our team.”

“Good cause if she was, I'd chidori her before our first mission.”

“Damn Captain!”

“She’s a liability and a danger to the entire team, she’d either get herself or the rest of us killed. If I took care of things beforehand, at least that’d guarantee the mission isn’t compromised.” 

The venom with which he spat these words got to you. Finally he got to you. For the first time, he managed to hurt your feelings. You began to weep as you left the locker room, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. 

You know you’re not smart, but you’re really strong and you’re really good at ninjutsu. You know a lot of them. Not like Kakashi did, but for someone without a sharingan, you were talented. Talented enough to have the same job as him.

You showed up late to your first team meeting with slightly puffy eyes. You apologized and pretended it was because you got lost but everyone already knew the truth. Kakashi had made a big scene in the Hokage’s office, dragging your captain into the conversation, trying to convince him to refuse to allow you on his team. 

Fortunately the others didn’t feel the same as Kakashi did. Yeah you noticed how your new team was smiling at each other after you spoke sometimes but once you completed the first round of team drills together they quickly accepted you onto their squad. 

You weren’t much for coming up with strategy but you could follow orders to the letter and you had an expanse of jutsu in your arsenal. By this time, you could command four out of the five chakra natures. All they had to do was tell you what they needed and you would be there with the right jutsu to help.

Coming back to the locker room with a smile on your face and two of your teammates patting you on the back, you felt triumphant. The way everyone was encouraging you and excited for you to be there  was more than Kakashi could bear. Had everyone lost their damn minds?! You were useless. You didn’t belong here. Did they actually think of you as a peer?! That’s not it, maybe just a loved mascot. It had to be the latter. That’s the only thing that made sense. 

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A week later you come back from your first mission a little sweaty and muddy. You head straight for the locker room looking to shower off before heading home. You ran into Kakashi who was busy scribbling something down on paper.

“Oh, hi Kakashi!” you say in a false chipper voice. You were still hurt from your first day on the job but that didn’t mean you were going to be rude.

“Pff, what’d you trip over your own feet?”

“Huh?” you notice him glare at your muddy clothes. “Oh, uh, it got a little messy while I was covering Yougi.”

He rolls his eyes and turns back to what he was doing. You slip out of your muddy uniform and wrap yourself in a towel heading over to the showers with your toiletry bag to take a much needed shower. 

Kakashi raises a brow while he watches you walk away. Eyes following you curiously as the terry cloth barely stretches over your behind. He feels his cock twitch treacherously in his pants. You are a moron. It is a hideous trait in anyone, especially a girl. He could never get it up for a useless nitwit like you. 

Sure you had a pretty face and shiny hair. Yeah you had a nice figure. Had he thought about pushing your thighs apart and wrapping them around his waist when he sees you walk by? Possibly. Had he noticed how your delicate fingers nimbly handled a kunai? Potentially. Was all of that objectively hot, especially when you looked up at him through your long lashes? Of course it was. But when you give him that vacant look, one devoid of understanding and comprehension, his blood would boil. 

Kakashi slams down the tactical plan he was working on. Livid with himself for wanting you. He undresses and goes to the shower next to yours. The cherry blossom scent of your shampoo is intoxicating. He turns on the water in the stall, fucking his fist to the thought of your naked body waiting for him on the other side of the wall. Imagining how you taste and feel. Your plush thighs, your small hands, your glassy eyes. He imagined ravaging it all. You, the most useless member of the Anbu. A good-for-nothing pretty face who’s only real use would be for a hot pussy pounding…

The intrusive thought bloomed in Kakashi’s head. 

It had been forever since he’d gotten laid. Plus you’d always been annoyingly enamored with him. Maybe it was time to make your dreams come true. 

He was in a generous mood after all. 

Your fingers are working through your scalp, massaging the shampoo into your roots, breaking up the sebum built up from the last couple days in the woods. Your eyes flutter closed as you savor the floral smell of your shampoo and enjoy the self indulgent massage. Suddenly you feel hands wrap around your waist, as a naked man’s body presses against your back. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, this stall is taken.” you reply dumbly.

You felt the man’s face brush up against your ear. “Need any help?” he purred with a quick nibble to your cartilage.

“No thank you, I’m good!”

“Pff” 

The disdain of the noise could only be one person, “Kakashi?”

He spins you around to face him, your soapy hair now under the spray. Suds slipping down your strands and back as your eyes blink nervously at the tall strong man leaning down to kiss your lips. Eyes fluttering closed once more, you taste a mix of minty orange as his lips press into yours. A little moan falls out of your mouth, right into his. Your mind was bewildered but you just remember all the nice things those other guys told you men liked and you start doing them for Kakashi. 

As you kiss, Kakashi’s hands slide around your waist and up your back, possessively clutching you as he pulls your sudsy body into his. You in turn slide your hands up his chest, fingers digging into his muscle with one hand while the other glides up to his neck. You tug him down while you push your chest up against him.

“Captain, did you…need…something…from me?” you say between kisses and you paw at his wet and naked body. He loved how you called him by his title but he hated your stupid question. Clearly he was trying to fuck, why else would be invite himself into your shower stall?

“Yes, I need you to take care of me between missions. Okay, Bunny?”

“Am I Bunny?”

He lightly booped your nose as he whispers ‘yes’ in your ear with the most tantalizing voice you had ever heard. You pull back from him and look him in the eye through your lashes to nod in understanding. “Yes Captain, I can make you feel good between missions. I don’t mind.”

“Good, then you’ll finally be useful.”

His words hurt but you weren’t about to stop. You were good at doing things, especially when it came to pleasuring men. You knew you could be helpful with this task. Plus doing this task with Kakashi of all people will be the most you’ve ever enjoyed it too. 

You slip your tongue into Kakashi’s mouth to lick the roof of it before nibbling on his upper lip while he sucks on your lower one. You sigh in contentment at the pleasurable feeling, tightening your grip around his neck. You push into him, pinning him against the wall. But only for a second cause he spins you around and pins you against it instead. A small gasp escapes you upon impact with the cool tile. You see a devilish grin spread across his cheeks. He had never smiled at you before. You felt the heat rise on your face as he did. 

You slip one hand up to his wet silver hair while the other tauntingly trails down his abdomen. You look down at him, soaking in the view, periodically tilting up to kiss him as your hand winds its way towards his manhood, your fingers settling themselves around the thick base of his shaft. 

You look up at him as you close your grip around his length, letting your doe eyes gaze up into his to gauge how tight to grip. He looks at your hand, then at you, breath shuddering as you stroke up and down. You let the fringes in his hair tighten forcing a groan out of him. How you knew exactly how to touch him was an unexpected surprise. He really did narrow in on your main talent. 

You begin to grind on his thigh while you stroke him, fingers still taught in his hair, and small little whimpers close to his ear, a medley of sensation and sound overtook Kakashi. 

“Fuck Bunny, keep doing that. Keep going.” 

“Yes Daddy.”

Fuuuuuck

Kakashi reaches towards your tits, allowing them to fill his hands. They fit perfectly in his palms. He closes his grip, watching the fat protrude between his fingers, licking his lips at the sight. He almost can’t believe he didn’t take advantage of you sooner. 

You continue to stroke all the way up to the tip, tugging on it slightly with a small twist on each pull. You noticed Kakashi’s thighs tighten and his toes curl. Those are good signs. He’s enjoying himself. You tilt your head up for a kiss and he closes his eyes, leaning in, complying to your silent request. He felt pulled in by your soft lips. Normally he’d detest showing such affection towards someone like you but your hand felt too good wrapped around him that he couldn’t help but drink you in. Sucking on your lips, nibbling your tongue. He toyed with your mouth, forecasting how much he wanted to play with your body. 

When he released the kiss he placed his hand on top of your head and slowly pushed you down to your knees. You locked eyes with him as you sank down. Hand still stroking, you pucker your lips to give light feathery kisses to his tip on every side. Mmmm. You had always wondered how he would taste. 

You center in front of him, eyes gazing up as you let his tip rest on your lower lip. His eyes lock onto yours, dawn into you with anticipation, anxiously awaiting your next move. You delicately stick out your tongue and slip it under the weight of his head as you widen your mouth to allow him to slide down your throat. The guttural groan that pours from Kakashi’s breath fills the room.

Just the visual alone was one out of a fantasy but the way you swallowed him expertly was above anything another woman had done. You were an idiot but you knew your way around dick. That was for sure. 

Bobbing up and down along his length you hollow your cheeks, keeping the suction as your larynx restricts around his tip. Kakashi draws breath through his teeth.

“That’s a good girl. Good job Bunny. Take daddy’s dick in your mouth.”

You blink with your big innocent orbs and give a small ‘Mhm” as you continue to pleasure him. He shuddered at the vibrations hugging his tip when you made the sound and you loved how spellbound he was under your skills. You wanted to please him. It was the first time he had ever praised you. 

“Lemme fuck your face.”

Mouth full of cock, you nod and release the suction. Dropping your jaw open a little wider and relaxing your throat, you prepare for him to begin ramming himself violently down your hatch ready to rip your vocal chords apart. You don’t dare try to close your lips around him and risk grazing him with your teeth. No, you are a good obedient girl who keeps her mouth open to please her daddy. 

A sickening grin spans his face. He shifts both hands to run through your wet hair and grip your scalp before holding you down on him, squishing your nose flat into his stomach. You held your breath, happy that you had excellent lung capacity from your time as a ninja. When he felt you begin to gag and constrict around him he let you go, allowing you to rock back on your heels as a string of spit connected his tip to your open and panting lips. 

Reaching down he smeared the spit all over your face.

“Filthy, filthy Bunny. You like sucking dick don’t you?”

You silently nod your head yes. 

“Of course you do.” he says with a sneer. 

Kakashi grabs you by your bicep and brings you to standing pushing you against the wall of the shower stall in a feverish make out session. No one had ever sucked dick like you before. He was ravenous for your mouth. That talented beautiful mouth. That skilled tongue. Those cute little noises. He couldn’t get enough.

With quick reflexes he lifted one of your legs, threading his arm under your knee before lifting your second leg in the same manner. Your entire body weight was supported by your legs over his arms while his chest and mouth pushed you against the slick wet tile. He moved with dexterity. Never parting from your lips as he manipulated you into an open position that allowed his cockhead to easily sink between your folds.

As he pushes his mushroom tip past your lips you sing out a breathy moan. He was inside of you. Pushing past your tight walls that closed around him, welcoming him to a home that had been waiting for years to greet him inside. 

“Oh fuck Bun, I fit inside you so good. S’like you were made for taking this dick.”

The praise rings through your head causing you to tighten around him earning you extra affection as he continues to devour your lips while initiating a slow pace in your wet cunt. 

The way he’s kissing you is messing with your emotions. It feels like he is falling in love with you. Men have always been so nice and kind. Always complimenting you and making sure you feel extra good. Saying how lucky they are to be with you. But how they kiss you does not match the way Kakashi is being with you. They never had this much passion or this much need. You feel his want for you in your chest and you can’t help but moan into his mouth under the sensation.

Your arms around his neck tighten as you feel yourself slip down the wall, settling even deeper on his manhood. Kakashi plants his feet ready to drive his hips up into you with all the pent up frustration he had felt towards you over the years. Your stupid questions. Your dumb faces. Your idiotic comments. Your blank stares when he yelled at you. Your constant smiles aimed at him for no good reason. He loathed you and now he was fucking that loathing right our of his body. Your little pussy deserved this pounding. It was payback for the years of annoyance. Ever since the Academy. You were a good-for-nothing little slut and now he was using you like one. 

Your tight walls clenching around him as you cry out in pleasure. Your flexibility acting as your strongest ally in the compromising position. 

“Kashi, need…more.”

He lets out a malicious chuckle before letting your legs down. He pins you against the wall with one hand on your throat. 

“You need more, huh?”

You gaze up at him with pleading eyes. 

“You don’t wanna seem ungrateful now, do you Bun?

You silently shake your head ‘no’

With his free hand Kakashi turns off the shower and pushes against your shivering wet body, kissing you as he runs his hands all over every inch of skin. His hands run along the goosebumps erupting from the cool air seeping past the shower curtain. The same air causing your nipples to stiffen against his chest. 

Kakashi runs his hands down your back and sinks them into your plush behind, kneading the muscle between his long fingers. You whimper into his mouth as one of your hands feels down his back while the other runs through his hair. 

He slides his hands down to the backs of your thighs, bending his knees slightly as he lifts you up and wraps your legs around his torso. He carries you to the main part of the locker room to lay you down on the bench.  

Setting you down, he lines himself back up to slip into your velvet walls once more. He begins thrusting at a gallop allowing his balls to loudly slap against your wet cheeks as he pounds into you.

“Oh fuck Kakashi! It feels so good!”

“That’s it Bun, take every inch.”

You arch your back off the bench pushing your chest into him, veins coursing with ecstasy. Your fingers dig into his skin leaving behind little crescent marks from your nails. Your knees begin to fall open while your ankles hook around his back.

He set off at an unrelenting pace, ignited by your squirming beneath him. One hand lay firmly on your neck, the other winding under your back and gripping you at the waist, he wanted to make sure you had nowhere to run. He slams his hips against yours viciously and all you do is melt and mewl in his arms. 

“Thank you Daddy, thank you!”

“Shit. Fuck. Shit.”

He looks down at where your bodies connect, enthralled with how good you grip him between your folds. It more than made up for your lack of brainwaves. He needed to claim you for himself. He didn’t want you stretched out by any other man. You were going to be his personal fleshlight.

“This fuckin tight pussy’s mine now. K, Bun?”

Your head nods as your entire body is shoved up and down by the intensity of his strokes. If he was gonna use you like this, who needed those other men? They were nice but this was heaven. 

You continue to bounce off of his thighs as he snaps his hips up into you. He lifts your legs into a press with one hand, while maintaining the pressure on your neck with the other. The rough nature of his frenzied battle with your sex has you close to tipping over the edge. You feel the build in your lower stomach. Your body is becoming sensitive to any small change. If he altered the speed of his pace, even a little, it’d be enough to make you snap. 

Instead you feel the pressure of the weight around your neck increase and the feeling goes straight between your legs. The blood reroutes from your face and instead rushes to your clit. Suddenly your legs are twitching and trapped, sandwiched between his chest and your own. 

The corners of his mouth tug up from seeing how he commanded over your body and could abuse you for his own pleasure. More selfishly than ever, he began chasing his own orgasm. Your hands fly up from his neck to your face, as you claw at your forehead and scalp trying to cope with the tingling sensation all over your body. You can’t grab onto him cause he’s moving too violently. 

“Gonna fill you up good. M’kay?”

“Gaaah! Yes, Daddy!”

He wraps his palms under the tops of your shoulder blades and curls his fingers up over your shoulders. Holding you steady as he pumps his sticky ropes into your precious slit, painting the interior white. You can feel him twitch inside of you as he allows himself to go soft. 

Resting his head against your forehead. He pants as he admits, 

“Fuck Bunny. I don’t think I’m gonna get enough of this.”

Lowering his mouth, he continues to kiss you like a starved man, acting as if he hadn’t just spent the past thirty minutes sucking your face. When he finally releases your lips he whispers low,

“You’re coming to my place. I’m not done with you yet. That’s an order.”

He stands up to his full height, quickly wiping off his dick before changing into his clothes. You hastily brush your hair before changing into clothes of your own, ready to follow him as you rush over to his house. You may be stupid but you were always good at doing things and tonight you were doing him…on repeat.

Masterlist

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[kakashi-addict]

little skit...

no warnings pure fluff...

plot: team 7 teasing Kakashi by performing his character in their skit.

word count: 350 aprox.

As the training session progressed, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura couldn't help but notice something unusual about Kakashi. He seemed a bit flustered and was blushing more than usual whenever he interacted with you.

Curious and mischievous as they were, Team 7 decided to investigate further. During a break in training, they snuck up to a hidden vantage point where they could observe Kakashi and you without being noticed.

From their hiding spot,

Naruto whispered excitedly, "Do you guys see that? Kakashi-sensei is blushing like crazy whenever Y/N talks to him!"

Sasuke nodded in agreement, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like Kakashi-sensei has a soft spot for Y/N."

Sakura, always observant, chimed in, "I've never seen Kakashi-sensei act this way before. It's kind of cute."

As they continued to watch, they saw Kakashi stealing glances at you, his cheeks turning a rosy hue whenever you laughed or teased him. It was clear that Kakashi was behaving unusually, and Team 7 couldn't resist the urge to have a bit of fun at their sensei's expense.

The next day during training, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura decided to playfully tease Kakashi about his behaviour. They planned a skit where Naruto would mimic Kakashi, blushing and stammering while asking for a kiss.

As the training session progressed, Naruto, in his best Kakashi impression, approached you with a shy smile and asked, "Um, Y/N, could I, uh, maybe, um, have a kiss?"

You couldn't help but burst into laughter at Naruto's exaggerated imitation of Kakashi. Meanwhile, Sasuke and Sakura played along, pretending to be shocked and amused by Naruto's antics.

Kakashi, who was initially confused, soon caught on to what was happening. His cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink as he realized he was being teased by his own team.

"Very funny, Naruto," Kakashi said, trying to maintain his composure but failing as a smile tugged at his lips.

Naruto again tries to break Kakashi composer by taking on Kakashi's persona, dramatically exclaimed, "My dear Y/N, your words are like a jutsu, leaving me defenceless. A kiss, you say? I cannot deny.

The skit continued, with Naruto persistently asking for a kiss while Sasuke and Sakura added playful commentary. Kakashi couldn't help but join in the laughter, his embarrassment turning into amusement as he enjoyed the light hearted moment with his team.

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[aaizawashouta]

Taste Of Your Name

pairing: kakashi hatake x fem!reader

word count: 2k

summary: you call, kakashi answers. always.

warnings: smut (18+, minors dni) all porn no plot, fingering, titty sucking, small mention of blood, p in v, creampie

He leans against the doorframe with his hungry eyes watching you. You’re beautiful as always. Moonlight cascading across your naked body while it withers in the middle of the bed, hand buried three fingers deep between your legs. You don’t know he’s there, not yet. He’s enjoying the show. You’re desperate, it’s oozing out of you, clinging to you like the sweat that glistens your skin.

Whimpers and small groans fall from chapped lips. He watches as your head falls back against the pillows. Fingers pinching, pulling, and rolling at your perked, sensitive nipple. Hips canting into the air, rutting against your hand. It’s not enough. You cannot do it yourself. You bring yourself to the edge but have nothing that’ll push you over. He smirks at the pitiful whine, the tears that finally break free. A string of curses escape you as your hand moves faster, pushing up on your tiptoes to chase something.

His name falls from your lips when your free hand finally makes its way to your clit. It’s a desperate, agonzing sound. Kakashi. It makes his cock throb. He’s been hard as a rock since he entered the house. You’re like a siren’s call. It makes his blood vibrate. The sound of his name on your lips. His beaconing and his undoing. You don’t want anyone else, and he cannot deny you. Not as you sat there thinking of him, tears streaming down your cheeks in frustration.

“Kakashi,” you moan lightly, as you flick your finger around your clit, teasingly, gently. His name is a plea, a prayer.

You hiss through your teeth as you gently rub circles around your nub. Eyes squeezed shut tight, teeth digging into your bottom lip. Kakashi can see how tense you are. You’re shaking, wanting to snap. Softly he trailed his fingers up your legs adding more pressure as he got closer to your thighs, closer to the heaven that awaited him. His lips twitched when his favorite little line formed between your eyebrows. Confusion coloring your face. Hot breath fans against your inner thighs, he’s successfully made it up the bed, his face inches from where your hand is slowly coming to a stop. Opening your eyes and lifting your head, your eyes lock with his own. A satisfied groan leaves you when he pulls down his mask and kisses your thigh. His teeth scrape over the sensitive flesh, a laugh rumbling in his chest when he notices your hand moving faster and faster the closer he gets to your core. All you needed was some motivation.

“Kashi,” you’re begging this time. Wanton, and desperate.

Because it’s him. It’s only him, it’ll always be him. Your breathing is picking up, borderline hyperventilating. He’s got to remind you to breathe. His hand has replaced yours, expert fingers toying with your pert nipples. Back arching with each tug and twist. You’re mumbling–bite, bite, bite. With your own hand busy between your legs, kakashi pushes up on his elbows, licking a trail between the valley of your breasts before sucking one in his mouth. You whimper, hand now tangled in his hair, holding him tight as you push your tit into his mouth. He rolls it in his mouth, tongue flicking at it before sucking. Eyes wide, pupils blown out as he watches you teeter that much closer to the edge.

His hand trails down your stomach, fingers tracing over yours. A grunt escapes him when he realizes you’ve stopped moving it. He tsks at you, pulling himself away from your chest. “Don’t stop,” he commands, his hand gripping your now stilled hand and forcing your fingers back inside. He keeps his hand over yours, controlling the pace. “Come on sweet girl–yes, just like that.”

He watches you for a moment, before lowering himself back down. You jolt at the flat of his tongue running over your nipple. A low groan parting your lips when his teeth finally latch on to it. You’ve always been a sucker for pain. Especially with your nipples being as sensitive as they are. He could make you come just by playing with them alone. Dragging his teeth over the tender flesh, he flicks his tongue over it. How fast can he make you come like this? Applying more pressure to the hand between your legs, it's a race between your fingers and his tongue.

“Kakashi, fuck.”

Your legs are trembling around him, your weight shifting back onto your toes. Chasing, chasing… Kakashi bites down on your nipple, hard. You scream as your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave. He keeps your nipple in his mouth, suckling at the taste of your blood. He only pulled his mouth away from you when your body collapsed back against the bed. He folded his arms across your stomach, resting his head against them. Your smile is shaky and full of love as you look down your nose at him.

“Couldn’t wait for me to come home, hm?” he asks in amusement.

“I didn’t know what time Lord Sixth would be home. So I took it into my own hands.”

“How’d that work out for you?”

You huff, pushing yourself onto your elbows. “Kashi,”

His eyes harden as he stares you down. Your legs spread wider, foot pushing at his pants trying to make him get the hint. He doesn’t need it. He knows what you’re asking for, what you want. Moving off of you, Kakashi sits back on his knees. His dark eyes never leave you as he removes each article of clothing. Each breath is slow and steady, gentle. It amazes him how you fall into him. Wanting to be shaped and molded into whatever he desires. It had always been that way ever since he met you. He knew he had to have you. The defiance in your eyes that melted away behind closed doors. How you clung to him desperately, begging him to fuck you–to ruin you. Kakashi loved everything about you, and he’s never been afraid to show you. He’d worship at the altar of your body everyday for hours if you’d let him.

Your soft hand wrapping around the length of him pulls him out of his thoughts. A soft hiss escapes between clenched teeth as you pump him, up and down. Thumb smoothing over his leaking head. His eyes blaze when you bring the pad of your thumb to your mouth, swiping your tongue out to get the salty taste of him.

Kakashi hums as he traces the seam of your cunt. He pinches your clit as he rocks against your ass, and you can feel the head of his cock smear against your entrance, nudge and prod until, finally, he sinks to the hilt. You moan, the stretch burning. He’s big. He’s too big. It’s been years and you’ll never get used to the feeling of his cock inside you.

“That’s right, sweetheart. Want to hear the pretty noises fall from that pretty mouth.” Kakashi grits between clenched teeth.

He likes when you’re loud. So fucking talkative when you get stupid off his cock. You have no idea what you’re saying but the words spill out anyway. It does something to his ego. He also knows that if he wasn’t the hokage, all the neighbors would have something to say about it.

Kakashi continues. He doesn't fuck fast, but goes for slow, agonizing strokes that deliberately push into the center of your nerves.Tiny shocks of electricity sparking everytime he meets that spongey spot inside of you. He breathes heavily, grunting when you clench around him. The room is miserably hot. There's sweat beneath your arms and under your tits and you’re raking your nails up his back, fingers slick from the sweat that sticks to him.

He’s taking his time with you, making sure you feel it. Worshiped. Treasured. His heart and soul.

“Good girl. Fuck, you're so fucking gorgeous.”

“Fuck,” you gasp when kakashi drives further, clamping his hand down on your waist to hold you steady. “Kashi,”

He pauses, and the punishing drag of his cock halts only to pulse and throb in the clutch of your pussy. Pusling, warm walls tightening around the thick of him. You bury your fingers into his muscular shoulders. You need the movement. You need him to keep going because he’s just getting bigger, stretching you in the most delicious way, pushing you to your limit.

“Sweetheart,” Kakashi murmurs as he palms at your cheek. You lift your gaze to his, and something tightens inside your chest. Kakashi's eyes are clearer than they’ve ever been. An all knowing intelligence that sees straight into your soul. The prettiest gems you’ve ever seen.

kakashi leans forward, his lips roughly catching yours. It’s the first time he’s kissed you since he left this morning. A silent kiss to your temple while you were half asleep in this very bed. The warmth of him swallows you whole. You’re overwhelmed but it’s still somehow not enough. It’s like he knows — he can feel it humming in your veins. Rough hands flip you, face now buried in your sheets, ass up for display. You hear Kakashi groan at the sight, a light smack to your ass cheek. You keen, pushing yourself closer, head tipping back in pleasure. “Fuck,”

You gasp, wet and broken, and completely filthy.

“That’s it—,” Kakashi mumbles against you, the head of cock brushing against your seam. It makes your toes curl — the perfect mix of not enough and too much, and —

Kakashi's teeth dig into your skin, leaving bruises behind. It makes you whine. Little secrets that litter your skin. He’s pulled you up on your knees, hand wrapped snugly around your throat.Hard eyes burn into yours as you get fucked from behind. He thrusts harder, rougher until your hand is wrapped around his wrist trying to hold you steady. He’s fully claiming you. Cock punching into the deepest part of you. Your head is empty, full of nothing but Kakashi, of Kakashi.

It’s burning low in your belly. A fire trying to escape, engulf you whole from the inside out. Moans are pouring out of you with every thrust. Each one more brutal than the last. Walls clenching tight around him, you can feel him grunting against the nape of your neck.

“kakashi, I–” you're cut off by a whimper when he reaches that hard to reach spot deep inside you. Over and over again, you feel it coming, your orgasm is going to come crashing down and you’re ready to bask in it.

“You going to come on my cock, sweetheart?” Kakashi murmurs into your hair.

Your mouth opens but nothing comes out. Kakashi cocks his head, teeth dragging against your neck. You swallow, feeling his knowing grin take over him. “Use your words, baby.” He says, mocking you. “I asked you a question.” Tears are streaming down your face. It doesn’t hurt. You can take it—you can take all of it. You want it, want him. More, more, more.

You come on Kakashi’s cock like a tidal wave, and when you collapse against the bed, your body trembles, heaving desperately for air. Kakashi groans, pulling you up until you’re flush against him. His lips meet yours in a messy kiss, bucking his hips harder until he’s chasing his high right over the ledge with you.

He lets you go, your body going limp as it falls to the bed. His lips quirk up when you let out a tired, satisfied sigh. He falls over you, bracing himself on his forearms so he doesn’t bear his weight down on you. He kisses your forehead, your cheek, under your chin. Turning your head you let his lips mesh with yours. You hum, teeth nipping at his bottom lip. He’s silent as he watches you, his breathing evening out. You stretch out under him, arching your back like a lazy cat. You hum when his thumb strokes your cheek. Eyes opening to look up at him. You push up on your elbows, bumping noses with him.

“Don’t think I’m done with you,” he says, kissing your forehead.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

#kakashi x reader #kakashi x you #kakashi smut #kakashi one shot #kakashi fanfiction #naruto fanfiction

[marvelmymarvel]

Sleepy Babies

Kakashi Hatake x NarutoMotherFigure!Reader

Synopsis: Ever since Obito died, Kakashi has been staying the night. It was for comfort, but as the years went on it blossomed into something more.

Naruto Masterlist: Here

A/n: this is pure hurt/comfort and NOT smut, especially in the first two parts, as they are children, and it's supposed to be sweet and innocent. Some kissing is mentioned in the parts where they are 18 or older. The timeline of this story starts when they are 11 (when Obito dies). And apparently, that timeline is messy in the Fandom, so I'm just going to act like Kakashi, and the reader is three years younger than Obito.

Ps: This fic ties in with most of my other Kakashi x NarutoMotherFigure fics (minus "Crawling Back to Me").

- 11 Years Old -

A knock sounded on your window, causing you to jump off your bed in excitement. Running to the window, you smiled brightly at the boy that slowly was becoming your bestest friend in the whole world. He slid up the window and started to step into the room, but you shushed him as he landed a little too hard. "You have to be quiet. I don't want my parents to know I'm sneaking friends in here."

He nodded at that before moving stealthily towards your bed.

You giggled as he sat cross-legged on the mattress, eyes wide as he took in your room. Usually, when he would sneak in, it was way past the time you had to have your lights off, but his thoughts had been growing darker earlier in the night. Therefore his arrival was slowly becoming earlier and earlier. You didn't mind, though.

Unbeknownst to you, your parents, being trained jounin, had already known of his presence and stood outside your room.

"Do you want to play a game?"

Your muffled words came through the door, causing your mother to smile softly. Your father stood along the wall behind her, huffing and puffing at the idea of letting such a thing happen.

"I don't like that she's having a boy staying the night-"

"It's nothing romantic... They both lost their friends, and they need comfort we can't give them," your mother argued back. She wished she could give you this comfort but years of being a Shinobi made her numb to death. Your father grew quiet, finally realizing that he, too, couldn't bring you comfort, couldn't calm your nightmares like a father should.

"Fine... But I still don't like it"

Your mother smiled softly at your father before leaning slightly to get a peek inside the room. You were pulling out a deck of cards, face bright as you started to shuffle them.

"Have you ever played "Go Fish?" Genma taught me how to play a couple of days ago!"

Kakashi shook his head at that. You talked a lot, but he had grown to like that about you. It allowed his brain to shut off. For the voices to stop. All he had to do was focus on you, and he would feel calm. He really enjoyed this time with you.

"Okay so here's how you play!"

Time passed, and your father had gone to bed, but your mother stayed put. After about an hour of playing, you had grown sleepy; it was usually at this time that you both fell asleep. "I'm sleepy, Kashi. Do you want to stay the night again?"

Kakashi nodded at that before standing up so you could make the bed.

You climbed in first, arms stretching over your head as you yawned. He climbed in after you but stayed far enough away so you didn't touch. But you still both lay in a way that had you facing each other. "I hope you have sweet dreams, Kakashi" you whispered as your eyelids began to droop. Kakashi nodded at this before wishing you the same.

Your mother sighed sadly as you two fell asleep. You two should have been having fun in your childhood, not seeking comfort from one another over the death of a comrade... Over a friend. "Are they asleep?"

Your mother nodded sadly at that, tears streaming down her cheeks as she began to regret their decision to put you in the academy so early on. "We shouldn't have done this-" your father's hand touching your mother's shoulder stopped her statement, for they both knew that this was meant to happen.

"If she weren't in the academy, she wouldn't be the rock Kakashi needs... And if he weren't in the academy, he wouldn't be the rock she needs... The world is cruel, and this line of work is cruel... But they have each other."

Your mother nodded at that before standing up from her spot on the ground. She still regretted putting you in the academy so early on.

But she was thankful you had Kakashi.

It continued that way, just the two of you. He'd come over around six, sometimes you'd sneak in some dinner, and by nine you were fast asleep. As the years went on, you grew closer and closer. You felt happy for once, and he felt the same way.

But it didn't last long.

- 14 Years Old -

A cry sounded out into the night, causing you to sigh in exasperation. You were so tired. Mentally, physically, and emotionally. You don't know why you said yes to the third Hokage, but the minute you saw the baby's little face, you knew you couldn't say no.

So now here you were. Depressed and taking care of a newborn all alone.

Well, not all alone.

"I got this one" Kakashi mumbled as he sat up in the bed. You simply nodded at that, not having the energy or will power to answer him. You looked over at the clock and sighed shakily. 1 AM... You laid down at 9 PM and have yet to fall asleep. You felt sick to your stomach, the death of your parents was really doing a number on you.

Your eyes drifted to the wall before you once again zoned out. It felt like ages had passed before Kakashi returned.

He entered the room again before quietly sighing at you curled up on the bed, eyes staring intently at the wall. He understood your pain, probably better than anyone else. You jumped lightly as he dragged his hand through your tangled and ratty hair, "How much sleep did you get?"

It was only then that you realized Naruto was no longer crying. It usually didn't take Kakashi long to soothe him... Looking back at the clock you realized that only a couple of minutes had passed. You didn't get much sleep, the fact that time felt like it was passing so slowly showed that. "I didn't fall asleep" you muttered as you cuddled into the pillow. Kakashi let out another sigh.

You hadn't been eating. Hadn't been sleeping. You rarely took a shower or got dressed for the day. He was worried about you.

He's been through this before, and he almost didn't make it out alive.

Kakashi motioned for you to scoot over and you did so reluctantly. He climbed in and moved closer to you. He lifted his hand but hesitated, if he did this, it could ruin everything. Deciding that your well being was more important than his worries, he wrapped his arm around you before dragging you into his embrace. Your mouth dropped in shock against his neck. For years the two of you had been inching closer and closer, but you didn't expect this to happen.

You weren't complaining though.

A sense of security overtook every one of your senses. All you felt now was love as if it was your mom herself hugging you. Tears fell down your cheeks as you cried into him, you didn't know if they were tears of joy or pain, but they felt good. "I got you. It's okay" Kakashi whispered as he cradled you close to him.

You both didn't know it, but this moment would be the one moment that changed everything.

- 18 Years Old -

The bed shifted, and you sighed as an arm wrapped around you. "One of these days, I'm going to stab you with a kunai accidentally," you grumbled. Kakashi's chuckle was soft, trying not to wake the four-year-old in the room over. You turned in his arms to be face to face with him, delighted to see his entire face. Something few saw. "How was the mission?" you whispered as your fingers played with the collar of his dark shirt. You chanced a glance at the area by the window.

The ANBU gear leaned against the wall, the mask looking back at you almost mockingly. It was rare for him not to stop at his house before coming by; the gear in your room told you a million things. He was tired. He was done.

And another piece of him was ripped away.

"Bad mission?"

He nodded before inching closer to you, encouraging you to hold him. That's all he wanted; he didn't want to discuss it. Didn't want to tell you the number of people that died—the number he killed.

Why did he kill that many anyway?

His chest tightened at the number flashing in his mind - 15. He killed 15 people. He brutally murdered them. Men. Women.

Children.

All in the name of the village. Kakashi felt his stomach churn as he looked away from you; you would think he was a monster. You had a right to believe such things. He was a monster—a cold-blooded monster who hid behind a mask.

"Hey," your soft voice pulled him out from that dark corner of his mind. His eyes flicked back up to your sweet ones. He expected to see disgust written all over your face; he always did.

And you always surprised him. For all you had on your face was pure love. He could kill a million people, and you'd still care for him. You'd still love him.

"It's just a mask. It's not who you are"

He heard you, he did, but he couldn't process the words. He couldn't process the pure love given to him. How could you even love a monster like him?

"Kashi. Come back to me"

Tears flew down his cheeks as he moved into your open arms. He fought back his sobs by snuggling his face into your neck, but you knew better than anyone the pain he was going through. "You're a good person Kakashi. And I will love you no matter what..." he nodded at your words, teeth biting his lip as he continued to push down his emotions. He curled into you and pulled himself deeper into your embrace. All he wanted to do was be held by you. The emotional and mental safety you gave him was something he couldn't live without.

You slowed your breathing, hoping it would encourage him to do the same. Kakashi sighed dreamily as your fingers ran sweetly through his hair, playing with it like you knew he liked it. Your fingers managed to snag pieces that had dried blood. Usually you wouldn't have allowed such a thing and would have made him take a shower first before climbing into bed.

But this was okay, he needed you, and that trumped everything.

His breathing evened out, causing you to sigh in relief as he finally fell asleep into what you hoped was a dreamless state. You turned your gaze once more to the ANBU gear. At first, you loved him being in the ANBU as it made you feel safe.

But not anymore, not at the cost of possibly losing him.

Your grip around him tightened as you started to drift off; he would most likely not be here in the morning when you woke up. Yet you had a sliver of hope that he'd be by your side when your eyes opened.

Or be making breakfast at least.

- 21 Years Old -

You shot up in bed, chest rising and falling quickly as you gasped for air. It felt like someone was choking you and holding you underwater at the same time. "Y/n?" Kakashi mumbled as he started to wake up beside you. Tears were already falling down your cheeks when he was fully awake. He tried to touch you, to bring you back to earth as you fought off the nightmare surrounding you. You were dreaming of the incident again.

Of him dying in your arms.

"Hey, what's going on" Kakashi's whisper only made it harder to breathe, and you once again shook your head and shot up from the bed. You needed air, needed water, needed space. You needed something you just didn't know what. Kakashi was close behind you as you swung your bedroom door open and fled to the front of the apartment. He opened his mouth to ask again what you were dreaming about, but he knew. It was the same one you'd been having for months now. It would start innocently, you and Obito playing and having fun. Then it morphed into something darker. The ending was always the same. Obito always ended up in your arms.

Dying.

But this time, it seemed like the ending was different. You took a sharp inhale as the cold night air shot through you, and finally, finally you began to come out of the haze the dream put you under. Kakashi leaned against the door frame, hesitant to touch you in case it would cause another breakdown. Slowly, you took in your surroundings. Everything was fine. It was indeed all a dream.

A strong arm wrapped around your shivering form. "Why don't we head inside?" Kakashi whispered as his lips pressed sweetly to your bare neck. You nodded at that, realizing it wasn't the village you lost.

It was him.

You turned in his arms. And your e/c eyes darkened as you gripped him tightly, "It was me this time wasn't it?"

You averted your gaze, embarrassed by your reaction to something as silly as a nightmare. He pulled you in closer before pressing a soft kiss to your nose. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm here with you. I will always be here with you" Your lip trembled at his words. Sure, he was no longer in the ANBU, but he was still going on missions. He had to. He was too important to the village.

But damn the village.

"Sometimes I hate this village for using you like a pawn" Your snarl caught him off guard. He looked down at where your fingers roughly pulled at the top of his shirt. Kakashi opened his mouth to interject and to make you take back the words, but you brushed past him before he had the chance.

- 26 Years Old -

As Naruto grew, the less and less you and Kakashi stayed the night together. But the incident with Naruto and Mizuki changed that.

You tossed and turned in your bed, legs moving as if trying to run somewhere. Kakashi brought his hand across the bed to cup your cheek as he scooted in closer to you. "It's okay. I won't let anyone hurt you two" His whisper somehow made it into your dream because you stopped thrashing around. Soft whimpers still fell from your lips before your eyes finally opened. Kakashi's Sharingan shone in the dark room, the redness of it calming every fiber in your being.

"I'm so scared of losing him Kakashi."

He nodded at that. Naruto was a target, they tried their best to keep him a secret, but the news was spreading fast. "No one's going to hurt either of you when I'm around."

You didn't say anything. Didn't need to say anything. He moved closer to press a kiss to your lips. It was sweet and soft, calm and reassuring.

It was everything you loved about him.

You gave him a sad smile as his thumb caressed your cheek lovingly, "I missed this. I missed you being beside me," you whispered. It was dumb to feel embarrassed. You had been doing this since you were 11, but it had grown into something more.

He meant more to you now. In ways, you could have never planned.

When you befriended that 11-year-old boy, you did so because you both shared a tragedy and could rely on one another for comfort. But as time went on, that friendship blossomed. Your eagerness to see him morphed into something akin to love.No no. It was love.

This was love.

"I love you," you breathed out shakily. You've said it a million times before to him, but this was different. This was real. You didn't just love him as a best friend. You loved everything about him. His lips curled up into a knowing smile before he once more pressed his lips against yours. Kakashi moved your body so that he was hovering over you, deepening the kiss that had once started out as sweet.

Both of you fought for dominance as the kiss got heavier. Before finally, he pulled away. Your eyes sparkled in the moonlight, and the way you were looking at him made him feel like the luckiest man in the world. "Guess what?" He started, causing you to lean in more in the hopes he'd say the words you wanted to hear the most.

"I love you more"

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[rookie98writes]

Leave It On

Relationship: Hatake Kakashi x fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit - Minors DNI

Warnings: smut, teasing, vaginal fingering, doggy-style, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, praise kink, dirty talk, breeding kink, POV Kakashi

Word Count: 2.8k

Summary: A happily-married Hokage, Kakashi is finally secure in his present, and ready to think of his future.

AO3 Link

“You were great tonight, Lord Sixth.”

Kakashi pursed his lips as he leveled a tired stare at you in the mirror’s reflection. You met his eyes and smiled sweetly, letting your hair out of the intricate style you’d worn tonight.

The two of you had just gotten home from a fundraiser that the elders had managed to convince Kakashi to host for the good of the village. He understood that if he wanted to move forward with the effort to improve communication channels among the five great nations, it was going to cost money. Fine. But what he didn’t understand was why he had to dress up and socialize to actually earn that money.

“I’ve only officially had the title for a few months,” Kakashi sighed as he eagerly removed the cumbersome Hokage hat, “but I would be thrilled to never be called ‘Lord’ again.”

You set down your hairpin and stood, turning to face your husband. Admiration and a hint of teasing were in your eyes as you reached up to wrap your arms around his shoulders.

“I know you aren’t comfortable in situations like that. But the things you're doing are going to do so much good for Konoha. It will benefit not just us, but future generations as well.”

Kakashi’s entire body flushed at your sultry tone. He knew exactly what you were doing, not that you were trying to hide it.

It wasn’t long after Kakashi’s instatement as Hokage that the topic of children came up. The old-fashioned elders thought it was their place to comment on Kakashi’s responsibility to carry on his bloodline, reasoning that now he was not only the last of his clan, but he was a leader of the village, and it was important that he leave a ‘legacy.’

Whatever that was supposed to mean.

Kakashi dismissed them with far less decorum than their positions called for, leaving Shikamaru chuckling and Shizune as white as a sheet. But he would be lying if he said the thought of reviving his clan didn’t stir pride in his chest. And the idea of taking you to bed with the intention of getting you pregnant caused a different stirring a bit lower than his chest.

After all, we’re in an era of peace, he reasoned. And with a partner like you, parenthood didn’t seem so frightening.

It had struck him in that moment, how lucky he was to have made you his wife. Not that his feelings were any different before your marriage; he had never felt that he deserved someone as bright and kind as you, and the fact that you’d married him sometimes felt like a dream.

And later that night, when he broached the topic of children and your face lit up, he hoped the dream would never end.

You stood on your tiptoes, kissing him and bringing him back to the present. His hands immediately latched to your waist to pull you closer. He felt you smile against his mouth, your lips parting and your fingers slowly tracing up the back of his neck to grip the roots of the hair at the nape of his neck. Your tongue brushed against his at the same time as you rubbed your thigh against his lap, and Kakashi felt his cock twitch under his robes.

Kakashi’s duties as Hokage meant that the two of you only had limited opportunities for intimacy—he too often found himself exhausted or preoccupied or buried under so much paperwork that he didn’t even make it home.

But tonight, none of those things were true.

He wasn’t tired. He wasn’t preoccupied. And the only place he planned to be buried was between your legs.

Kakashi broke the kiss and leaned away just far enough to disrobe. He pulled his Hokage cloak over his head and let it flutter unceremoniously to the floor. It was a warm summer night, so he’d only worn a light undershirt and standard jōnin pants underneath, both of which quickly landed in a heap with the cloak.

You giggled and slowly brought your hand from the back of his neck around to his chest, your palm and fingertips appreciating every centimeter on your journey. “That’s better,” you grinned, admiring the sight of your nearly naked husband.

He could feel as your gaze ran all over his body, but his own line of sight didn’t budge. His eyes were locked on the mirror behind you, gifting him with the reflection of your back; your curves draped in navy and his clan’s crest brandished on your back.

It was that sight that caused Kakashi’s inner possessive side to stretch its limbs and unfurl its wings, overtaking his typical unaffected state of mind and making him feel only primal desire. You wore the Hatake crest proudly—not for the status of being the Hokage’s wife, but for the joy of being Kakashi’s wife.

Mine.

You started to untie the obi around your waist, but Kakashi quickly reached out and stilled your movements. You curiously looked up at Kakashi’s face, and he growled his response.

“Leave it on.”

He saw you visibly shiver, a shallow gulp of air inhaled in a weak attempt at controlling your arousal. He slowly shifted the placement of his hands, watching in the reflection as his fingers possessively traced your outline. There was something so lewd about it—you; refined and pristine in your pretty yukata, and him; barbaric and savage in only his underwear.

And he liked it very much.

Kakashi looked down at you and smirked before repositioning you further, manhandling you to face the bed and placing himself at your back, nearly breathing down your neck in anticipation. He reached his right hand under your skirt, sliding his fingertips up the length of your plush thigh until he was met with the dampness soaking your panties. He couldn’t hold back a decadent groan as he rubbed at your wet core through the fabric.

This is mine.

“Now these…” He hooked one finger around the crotch of your panties. “These I want off.”

Kakashi tugged to get your panties down to your knees, wetness sticking to your thighs and trailing down with the garment. Before he had a chance to tell you to drop them the rest of the way, you were rubbing your thighs together and shimmying the panties down to your ankles.

His impatient fingers waded through the silky wetness at your entrance. “Fuck, have you been like this all night?”

“I can’t help it,” you moaned, squirming in his hold. “I just want you.”

Kakashi hummed, then pinched your clit between his slick fingers. “Want me to put a baby in you, you mean?”

“Kakashi!” you giggled, letting your head fall back on his shoulder. Your tone was breathy as you whispered, “Please fuck me.”

He wanted to keep toying with you, but that request was too good to pass up. Still, the petulant little whine you made when he took his fingers away made him want to completely dominate you.

“On the bed, sweetheart,” he directed as he wiped your warm arousal all over his cock. “On all fours for me.”

You climbed onto the bed, your yukata stretching over your ass as you arranged yourself to his liking. The corner of Kakashi’s mouth quirked into a predatory smile as he rid himself of his briefs and stood directly behind you.

“That’s it,” he purred, rubbing his callused palm over the soft material covering your butt as he appreciated the Hatake symbol displayed so prominently on your back. “What a good little wife you are, offering your body for me to use to revive my clan.”

His other hand joined the first, groping the round flesh.

“Don’t tease,” you begged.

Kakashi prowled onto the bed behind you, taking the hem of your yukata in his hands and roughly bunching it up to your waist. He placed his knees between yours and pushed them apart to spread your messy little cunt wider.

“I wouldn’t dream of it, Y/N.”

All at once, his hands grabbed your waist as he lifted his hips to line himself up with your opening. He didn’t pause before forcing the red mushroom tip between your puffy folds, your body greedily pulling him in deeper.

The moan that passed your lips was like music to his ears. No matter how many times he sunk into you, he would never get tired of that sweet sound you made when the ridge of his cockhead breached your entrance.

“Fuck, you always feel so good,” he huffed, pushing deeper inside. “I love the way your body feels.”

You looked so unbelievably beautiful beneath him. You always did, but his usual view of your soft, bare skin didn’t have the same effect as seeing his stamp of ownership on you.

Not that your naked body wasn’t quite possibly his favorite sight in the world; tits bouncing, muscles clenching, chest heaving with every breath. Your pretty face blushing so deeply, the color spreading down your neck and up to your ears.

Gods, he loved you more than he thought he could love anyone, and your soft skin was his safe haven. He wanted to give you pleasure until you couldn’t take it anymore.

But this—your bare ass in the air, presented for him to fuck; your upper body wrapped in his colors like a holiday present, his name bold between your shoulders—how was he supposed to resist taking what was his?

And better yet, why should he resist?

She belongs to me.

He buried his entire length in your welcoming hole. Your pussy was twitching around him, tightening and squeezing to adjust to his intrusion. His cock always felt like it just barely fit; like your insides were molded just for him.

“I love you, Y/N,” he cooed as his hips met the curves of your ass, “and I’m going to put a baby in you.”

He tightened his grip around your waist and held you still as he pulled out, his cock shiny with your juices that were already dripping down your thighs. He licked his lips as he pounded back into you, causing matching sounds of pleasure from each of you.

“Aah!” you gasped. “Again, please!”

He began rolling his hips with his full strength, his fingers surely bruising the soft skin of your waist while his hips did the same to your ass. Over and over he thrust his hips forward, at the same time yanking you backward, your bodies meeting with a loud, wet smack with increasing speed.

When he found that perfect rhythm that had you chanting praises, he kept steady and let his fingers curl into you in a loving hold. He marveled at how you let yourself be completely at his mercy. You’d already been everything for him, and soon, you were going to be the mother of his child.

Well, children, plural. Because you’d look so absolutely perfect pregnant with his child, and he did have a clan to revive. From a strategic standpoint, it only made sense to put as many children into you as physically possible, within the laws of time and nature.

“Y/N,” he grunted. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful. You’re so goddamn beautiful and you’re going to be fucking gorgeous pregnant with my child.”

“K-Kashi!”

He grinned. “My sweet, pretty wife. Gods, I have no idea how I got you. But you’re mine. Wearing my crest all over the village. Like you want everyone to know who fucks you into a blubbering mess.”

“Kakashi!”

“Mmmm I can’t wait to show you off when your belly starts showing. I want the whole village to know what I did to you. I’ll make sure they know. They won’t be able to look at you without picturing me on top of you, mounting you and working your cute little hole open with my thick cock.”

Kakashi listened to the desperate way you were panting as you tossed your hips back to crash against his pelvis, your walls clenching in with every filthy thing he said.

“Everyone will see you carrying my baby, and they’ll know that you spread your legs for me and let me fuck my seed into your fertile little cunt—that you let me use you to restore my clan. Is that what you want?”

“Hn-ahh! Y-yes…”

“Tell me, Y/N,” he smirked. “Tell me you’re mine, and you want me to breed you.”

“P-please Kashi, please put a baby in me! I’m yours; please give me your babies.”

Your pleading little voice begging him to breed you made him feel more uninhibited than any alcohol ever had. Kakashi was utterly drunk with power and desire, and you were going to get the full brunt of it just like you were asking for.

Digging his fingers into you like you were nothing more than a pleasure toy, Kakashi started slamming you into his thrusting hips with absolute abandon. You started yelping and mewling beneath him, but that wasn’t all he wanted to hear. Not anymore.

“So goddamn pretty. All for me. Asking me to fuck you until you’re pregnant,” he taunted you. “My gorgeous girl wants me to fill her with cum?”

“Gods please!”

“Beg for it, Y/N.”

“Kakashi!” He could hear every heaving breath you took as you tried to form a complete sentence, fucked too stupid on his fat cock to even ask for more. “Please, baby, please please please please…”

You were nothing more than a babbling, whimpering mess. The cutest babbling, whimpering mess he could ever hope to dream of touching.

“I want to hear it, sweetheart. I need to hear it.”

“Ka…Kashi…please cum in me.”

His eyes rolled back into his head, his brain completely fogged with wild, desperate lust. He could see it in his mind, his cock pulsing inside of you, pumping you full of his sticky white seed. His dick twitched like it wanted him to know it would be more than happy to do exactly what he was thinking. But not yet; he wasn’t done with you.

“Fuck, your pussy is so fucking warm. So wet for me. Gods, Y/N, I want to put a dozen babies in you. At least.”

“As many as you want,” you panted.

“Your perfect little cunt can take it, right Y/N? It can handle my cock pounding deep inside you, filling you with cum every single night?”

“Aaah! I—Haaaa!”

You squealed as he aimed the bulbous head of his penis to batter into your cervix, abusing the furthest reaches and dragging against your g-spot with each in-and-out. Kakashi’s balls were heavy as they bounced off of your quivering thighs.

“Fuck, I’m gonna flood your fertile little cunt with my seed, and you're going to carry my child. Then you’ll truly be mine, bound to me forever.”

“Please, I-I want it—” Your walls fluttered around him, and he knew he already had you on the edge. Your broken little whimpers had him grinning like a fool. “Ohhh don’t stop,” you panted, “Please—please, don’t stop!”

“I’m not going to stop,” he promised. He leaned forward, keeping one hand on your waist and the other overtaking your hand, his fingers lacing over yours as he continued plowing into you. “I’m not going to stop until the Hatake clan is the strongest in the Leaf. Do you understand?”

“Haaa—yes!”

“You gonna be a good little wife and cream all over my cock?”

“Yes!”

“And then let me cum deep in your precious little cunt?”

“Please!!”

“Good girl,” he groaned beside your ear. “Go on, baby. Cum on my cock and milk me dry.”

His depraved command pushed you right over the edge, his name a ragged scream on your lips as you clutched to the hand he’d put over yours. And you did exactly what he told you to; your pussy clamping down on him and sucking him for all he was worth.

Kakashi’s orgasm hit him like a punch to the gut. He took his hand away from yours and titled your head to face his. His lips captured yours as he felt his seed erupt from his cock, his balls contracting to force the full volume inside of you. You whined against his mouth, completely captive while he pumped every drop as deep as possible. His greedy tongue slid between your lips, savoring the kiss as his cock pulsed one last time.

Completely drained, Kakashi gently laid you down onto your stomach. He leaned back for one last admiring look at his name on your back, now paired with his cum dripping from your pussy.

All mine.

“I have a good feeling about that one,” he grinned, sliding in beside you to cradle you to his chest.

“Oh yeah?” you teased. “So do I.”

inspired by this ask, for which anon has already accepted their medal of valor. anon, i hope this was worth the wait. ❤️

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Overstimulation || Kakashi x reader

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Note: Hey y'all I'm back! 🤗 I just wanted to apologize for not being so active lately. Still feeling guilty for not posting and not keeping y'all updated. Still can't believe my last post was actually over a year ago!, I promise that I'll upload part 3 of 'first chance; gaara x reader" ASAP! I'm still very much grateful that the series is getting lots of attention lately, Again. I hope i didn't upset anyone for the long wait.

Content warning: NSFW!! Make up sex, Unprotected sex, overstimulation, Use of pet names, Praise kink, Angst, mentions of breakup.

Pairing: Kakashi x fem! Reader

Word count: 2.1k

(Ignore any word errors if you find any or let me know so I can find them and fix it, Thank you and enjoy!!)

"Please Kakashi" You panted out as your grip on the bed sheets tightened. Making your knuckles turn white from the painful pleasure you were receiving from him. Your legs currently shaking from the last orgasm you had not too long ago, the heels of your feet pressing against his lower back. The pleasure was too much, your body felt like it was on fire, you could feel your heart pounding in your chest.

You arched your back when you felt his tip rubbing against your overstimulated sweet spot you loved so much. The last orgasm you had left your body really sensitive, it still somehow left you wondering how much stamina this man had. "Kakashi Stop" Your pleading falling upon deaf ears, he didn't stop, in fact he was do the exact opposite, already picking up the pace when he was told to stop. No words came out of him, the only thing that was leaving his lips were panting and moaning.

He was close to his release and you knew it, his body was giving you all the signals. His grip on your thigh tightened as his thumb went down to your sensitive clit. Rubbing the swollen bud in small fast circles causing your cunt to tense up around him. His body leaned closer to you as his hips lost the rhythm, his body shaked when you felt his dick slightly pulsing inside you, spilling his cum deep inside you for the second time tonight.

A satisfied sigh left his mouth as he was beginning to pull out of you. Cold air blowing against his half-hard dick that was completely covered in your slick. Already missing the warmth of your wet pussy. Kakashi mustering the last of his strength to keep himself from collapsing on top of you. His face moved closer to yours until his lips brushed against yours, the kiss was slow and sensual, the ones you love the most and the ones you've missed. Your hands letting go of the bedsheets and wrapping your arms around his neck and playfully running your fingers through his sweaty silver hair.

His hands curiously moving around different parts of your body, mostly going for the sensitive areas. His fingers gently pinching one of your nipples, already aware of how swollen they've become since he knew he played with them a bit too rough earlier.

His kisses soon moved down to your jawline and began nibbling of the soft flesh of your neck. A soft moan escaped your lips when he licked and sucked on that particular spot on your neck that always sends your nerves tingling. Causing your hips to grind against him to give your needy cunt more friction it craved.

Detaching his lips from your skin with a low pant leaving his mouth when he felt your pussy grinding up against his cock.

He felt his dick grow hard from the sudden movement from your body. He slowly backed up to get a better view of your face, seeing that you looked back with your half lidded eyes. You were exhausted, he knew your limit but he still went ahead and fucked you until it had you begging for him to stop. He knew you had enough but a part of him wondered if you could take another orgasm.

He slowly began to reposition himself closer to your body until his lips met your ear. "Just one more time princess, I'm sure you can take it" He coos as he guides his pink rosey tip over your folds and positions it to your abused hole. Barely pushing past your tight entrance and it already had you whimpering.

"Kashi, I don't think i can" you whined as you felt him pushing himself inside you with ease. Your tight walls stretching out to adjust to his intrusion. Hearing him moan against your ear as his cock entered you completely. His length once again surrounded by your warm pussy. Your eyes fluttering shut as his hips began to rock against your own. Settling a slow and gentle pace, aware of the current state you were in.

You bit your bottom lip trying to suppress a moan when you felt his tip give slow kisses at your cervix.

"Am I hurting you?" Kakashi asked as his pace slowly increased a little. You didn't know what response to give, your walls ached from the overstimulation but nonetheless it did feel good. Still biting back your moan, only a soft whine was all you could manage as you shook your head, signaling him that he wasn't inflicting any pain on you.

He continued his rhythm, only speeding up when he seen you drop your head back down on the pillows and hearing his name leave your lips, his mind was so full of lust and need. He misses you everyday but could never bring himself to tell you, knowing that all this will soon come to an end. He knew he'd be lying to himself if he said that he wasn't feeling guilty about doing this with you. But he just couldn't bring himself to stop all of it, he still loves you and would never want to lose you more than he already did.

Two weeks ago you two had a very nasty fight which lead to the breakup, there's going to be a ninja war coming sooner than he imagined. He lost mostly everyone he ever cared about and he didn't want you to be another grave to visit everyday. Then there was a day when he brought up the topic, explaining how dangerous it would be out there and he wanted you to stay in the village where it was safe, when you refused you soon realized that it wasn't a request, it was an order.

You stood your ground which also lead to an argument, one Kakashi knew he could never take back. He's said some words that hurt you really bad, he called you weak and defenseless, saying that you won't survive a day out there. It struck a nerve, it was your first time hearing him underestimate your abilities as a shinobi. You knew he was scared of losing you but what he said was out of line.

When you initiated that it would be best if you two gave each other some space to let things cool down, you still somehow found yourself tangled in the sheets with the silver haired man every night.

You missed him too, and wanted him to come back to you but not like this. You also knew that this was wrong to do, that this wasn't the way to work things out. Every time he invites himself to your home, you try to stop it before it gets out of hand but yet you still welcome it with a wet cunt.

-

When you two finished the last round of the night. You both just sat there in silence, you had a blanket covering your naked form and Kakashi just sat at the edge of your bed, fully clothed and ready to leave. You wanted to tell him what has been bothering you for the last couple of days, hoping that he'd hear you out before disappearing and leaving you to clean yourself up. You've gone through the motions more than you can count, you know what comes next after this.

"I know what you're going through is a lot right now but I just need to know something.." Your nerves acting up as you hesitated for a moment when he turned to look at you. You squeezed the blanket to ease your anxiety before you built the courage to speak again. "Every time you come here, you never at least try to fix our problems. You hardly ever speak a word to me, it hurts me to see that all you come here for is just sex, you never even apologized for what you said to me.."

Tears started to roll down your cheeks, it was becoming a little too overwhelming for you. "Every night you just come here for a quick fuck and then you leave, is that all what I'm worth to you?" Your voice cracked slightly, a sob leaving your lips. Your vision becoming blurry as more tears formed and dripped down on the bedsheets.

He said nothing, just staring at you with a blank expression. He wanted to say something but he feared that he'd say something he'll definitely regret, he didn't want to hurt you more than he already did, especially when your assumption made it clear to him that you think that way about him. He had so much to say but had no way of forming his feelings into words, He wanted to work things out as much as you did but never had the courage to stop this nightly routine you both had started.

"When we argued that night, I was just filled with so much anger and fear. I was scared I'd lose you but then i realized that I already did, this may be a shitty apology but I'm sorry for what i said to you. I never meant to call you any of that, and believe me when I say that there isn't a minute where I haven't thought about apologizing to you." He spoke quietly, his voice still loud enough for you to hear.

"Every night when i go out through that window, I stand there and listen to you cry yourself to sleep, I hate for what I did to you, and just to think that I made things worse by making you assume that all I come here for is just sex, makes me feel like a terrible person." His words echoed in your mind, giving you a little hope that at least something could be salvaged between you two.

He reached out and cupped your cheek, wiping away your dried up tears. "I love you Y/N, I love you so much that it hurts me to see you like this."

"I love you too, Kashi." You said back to him, earning a masked smile. Seeing him smile in general was something you missed, also hearing him say that he loves you was something that you'll never get used to.

-

"You should get some sleep, I really pushed you past your limits tonight. I would love it if we speak more about this tomorrow afternoon, as to right now I don't have any missions this week. I want to use this time to fix what I've ruined" He said as he got up from the edge of the bed and leaned in closer to you, a clothed kiss pressed on your forehead.

Once he was about to leave, you quickly got up and grabbed his sleeve. Causing him to turn around to look at you, "It's really late, I'd like it a lot if you stayed with me tonight." You spoke softly to him, hoping he'd agree to spend the night with you. Why would he ever refuse such an offer?

He willingly accepted, pulling down his mask for a kiss, his arms wrapped around your waist. Attempting to keep you as close as possible now that he knows he has a chance to work things out with you. Something he should have done from the beginning instead of insulting you and guilt tripping you into staying in the village.

He just felt like he didn't deserve the second chance he was given, not after what he had done to you. He just loves and hates how forgiving you are, one of the many reasons he fell in love with you. He's so selfish trying to keep you to himself, even when you two 'broke up' he wanted to remind you that you still belonged to him and him only.

A smile formed on your face, inviting him back into your bed. Pulling him into the covers where his body laid on top of yours, his head resting on your chest, his arms hugging your back. His eyes scanning your facial features, seeing nothing but that beautiful smile he always loves. Sometimes he wonders how he ended up with a kind and beautiful woman like you, to him it felt like he did nothing to deserve it.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, trying to keep him as close as possible, until you felt your eyelids grow heavy. Exhaustion fully taken over, your heart still pounded in your chest to the full realization that you gotten Kakashi back, you smiled to yourself as your fingers raked through his messy silver locks.

You whispered a goodnight to him but never heard a response, just hearing silence in your room but soon was filled by light snoring coming from Kakashi. You slightly chuckled to the fact that he fell asleep first when he's usually the one to always stay up, soon your eyes closed, falling asleep too. Yet thoughts of Kakashi still pulsed through your mind, how lucky you are to have him in your life.

♛ Another reminder that I'm currently working on part three for gaara x reader, again. Sorry for the long wait 🥺.

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Kakashi Domestic Relationship Headcanons

𓆃 It's sort of a 50/50 shot when it comes to effort. Because Kakashi is only a secret slob and the times where he puts true effort into cleaning is random!

𓆃 Kakashi doesn't need any sort of union with you for you to live together. It'll probably happen due to convenience or "the time being right" rather than a formal marriage.

𓆃 Which is something that Kakashi isn't opposed to. He always described himself as "not really a marriage kinda guy," but after your first date was picking out engagement rings— for down the road of course.

𓆃 He keeps a decent bachelor's home. He has actual furniture, is sufficient enough in the kitchen, and isn't afraid of basic living skills like laundry.

𓆃 That being said, he's also surviving on the most insane struggle meals, reusing sweaty uniform pants from the laundry, and leaving a pile of dishes in the sink. But out of all the things he could be doing... things could be worse.

𓆃 When you move in, Kakashi has no concept of another person living with him. He'll leave his clothes around, those dishes will never get done, and he'll skip a few days of showers because he can't smell it.

𓆃 He'll cook sometimes, but, of course, he's leaving the pan.

𓆃 Then, he'll do a big "cleaning day" ever few weeks where he more half-cleans things. He'll shower, do half the dishes, before giving up and reading Icha-Icha on the couch.

𓆃 Kakashi won't skimp on your things, though, which can be nice. You'll find your clothes neatly folded and put away or other small conveniences.

𓆃 Meeting him halfway is usually the best, as you can usually tell him to start a habit, and he'll usually adopt it.

𓆃 Like utilizing the dishwasher and running it often if he doesn't have time to do the dishes. Or perhaps you wash and dry the laundry if he folds.

𓆃 He's just sort of clueless? And while it can almost boarder on weaponized incompetence, at the end of the day, Kakashi doesn't like when things are truly messy.

𓆃 He can do cluttered. He can do disorganized chaos, but even his own messiness gets to him.

𓆃 You just need to establish what clean means to both of you and what your expectations are. He won't give you a hard time about that as long as it's communicated.

𓆃 Expect a lot of spontaneous dates out for ice cream, surprise takeout when you get home after a long day on patrol, and for the groceries to always be picked up when you need them.

𓆃 One of his favorite pastimes is just doing things adjacently to you, like reading while you work on you hobbies or watching a show together.

𓆃 Will remember little things you mention, which he collects into a mental schedule of when to pick up things for the house.

𓆃 You can count on him to build shelves and other furniture. He's going to bang his thumb at least once, but he's surprisingly good at it.

𓆃 Super low maintenance (almost too low sometimes). Overall solid roommate haha

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Hii I love your work! Could you do one about how Kakashi spanks? ❤️

Hello hello🩷, thank you very much!🤗

Sorry for the delay🙏🏾🌸

Pairing: Kakashi x reader

Warnings: 18+, spanking kink, NSFW, read at your own risk🙏🏾🩷

🎀First and foremost, Kakashi loves him some cake okay. He’s an ass man, and always appreciates some nice juicy booty cheeks👍🏾The two of you might be friends or lovers, but he still can’t help himself, unashamedly checking you out every time you walk away from him.

🎀Now spanking you is apart of his daily routine. Some days the spanking can turn into sessions and other days, he’s really just being playful. Those playful days are the days you happen to be walking around the house in one of his shirts and some tights or even just your undies. He’ll habitually spank you whenever you walk past him and sometimes he’ll take his time and give you a good couple of spanks when you’re standing in one place.

🎀Whether you’re cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, getting ready or simply hanging out with him, he’s always finding himself opportunity to wrap his arm around your waist and give your ass a few generous smacks and squeezes. When he starts with that he does get really into it, so you might have to hold out a minute or so, maybe even fight him off of you before it turns into a whole thing.

🎀He can get really serious about it, which is when you’re just out of control. You’ve had an attitude lately and you need a bit of an adjustment to snap you out of it. He’ll either trap you, convincing you to come lay down with him before he’s got you in a hold you can’t get out of and your ass is free for him to go ham on, or he will simply call you to him and you better come if you wanna be able to sit after he’s done with you. If he has to catch you since you play too much, then it’s really over for you babe.

🎀Normally, he will lay you across his lap, your lower half between his legs and your upper half flat on the bed or the couch. Sometimes he will have you on all fours on the floor in front of him while he sits himself on the couch or a chair. When you’re on all fours like this, he prefers to have your hair in a nice firm grip, his hand connecting with your ass creating a fiery sting that makes you gasp every single time. He has a heart though, so he will rub the spot a little before the next one. He loves rubbing and squeezing you in between spanks to get as much of a feel of that ass as possible.

🎀Sometimes he also just wants to spank you poor guy. He’ll ask you very politely for a few minutes of your time to allow him to spank you to his hearts desire. And of course you do, he’s so pretty when he asks you like that how could you possibly say no? He gets all giddy about it but will obviously try and downplay his excitement to maintain character. You see right through him though.

🎀Thankfully for you, these sessions don’t last too long. By the 15th smack, or 20th smack, your cries, squirming and constant begging for mercy have him thinking of a couple of other things he wants to do to you. He wants to eat you out right after, immediately spreading you wide open, your ass still on fire as he impatiently dives right in, softly sucking on your clit, letting it leave his mouth with a pop before he’s smacking your inner thighs, the way you whimper and try reaching for his hands literally driving him nuts. He’s so hard, it might hurt a bit, but he can’t get over how sexy you are, trying to fight him off of you when he starts smacking your thighs. So to drag it out a little longer he’ll drag his tongue between your folds and gently shove it inside of you, casually sucking on your clit over and over again until your shaking, but even then he won’t stop eating you out until you’re literally squirting and shivering, using this as an opportunity to smack those thighs again. He lives for how much of orgasmic crying mess you are during these sessions.

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Hi ! Could i request a mafia au with a dark mafia boss kakashi x reader when you have the time please ?

omg wait… this is so good

I’m Your Man (i) : Kakashi x AFAB!Reader

CW: kidnapping, dark(ish) Kakashi, mafia boss!kakashi, mean!kakashi, intimidation, fear tactics, touching (F recieving), masturbation (m), somnophilia (??), lmk what i missed !!

18+ MDNI !!!

Konoha had changed. Nobody was sure when the change had started or even when it had gotten that much more apparent, but it hasn’t been the happy hidden leaf it was known to be in a while. If anyone had to pinpoint it, it would probably be after Sarutobi was reinstated as Hokage. The death of Minato Namikaze was no small setback, not when Kakashi had been his beloved student.

When Minato died, Kakashi was broken. The people he knew and loved had finally all left, he had nothing but his fathers shattered legacy to his name, and with his pride, ego and mental health completely damaged, he needed to rebuild it one way or another. And rebuild it he did.

Kakashi noticed how shit the economy was, with missions being more expensive by the day, people to barely afford them. He knew that people needed work done for cheap, he also knew people needed other kinds of work done for cheap. Assassinations, smuggling, money laundering, robbery- you name it Kakashi could get it done. And if not him, one of his trusted accomplices. So what better way to help the people while rebuilding his clan’s reputation than to create his own “community”?

“And what did this mystery client say about payment?” Kakashi asked, twirling a pen between his slender fingers.

“He said he would deliver the other half after it’s been carried out.” Yamato said, reaching into his pocket for a small picture of a man and a younger woman- you. Yamato gave Kakashi the photo, and Kakashi stared at it for a moment. The photo of your terrible father and your kind, innocent, unknowing face. He felt a strange pang in his stomach, a fluttering in his chest as he examined your features.

“No... payment is upfront, it always has been.” Kakashi said monotoned, not looking up from the photo.

“That’s what I told him. However this new client of ours is stubborn. He said the most he would do half up front and half after the bounty was over.”

“Just what is so peculiar about this man in this photo? Why do we need to bring him down? Why should I care about this drama?” Kakashi asked, tearing the photo in half, stuffing the piece with you in his pocket.

“The man in the photo hasn’t been taking any deals with our client. He didn’t tell me much but he’s bad news. The clients run out of options and he really needs for the deal to go through.” Yamato trailed off. Kakashi withdrew the crumpled photo of you from his pocket, then set it on his large wooden table. He tossed the photo of your father down next to it and stared down at the torn photo.

“Well then, Yamato… Go make him an offer he can’t refuse.”

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It was late. Far too late, but you knew you needed some fresh air. Air away from your fathers strange deals and brusque demeanor. That was until the world went black and you woke up in a room you didn’t recognize. The walls were high and a dark crimson color, the floor a dark oak and the drapes halfway drawn, the soft pitter-patter of the rain hitting each window had your mind racing. Was it raining when you had left? Was it still the same night? What time was it? Most importantly- where were you?

“She’s awake?” A voice asked curiously. You looked around the dark room, trying to find the source of the question.

“H-Hello?” You called nervously, your breath shaky.

“Good job, idiot.”

“SHH! Both of you!” You froze. Three. Three. Different. Voices, None of which you had recognized.

Suddenly the large door from the other side of the room opened and you nervously hid behind a small blanket covering your waist, laying back down on the bed.

“Shoot!”

“What are you three- GOD DAMMIT YAMATO! I SPECIFICALLY TOLD YOU TO KEEP THE KIDS OUT OF THIS!” A large voice boomed. You shuddered under the blanket, eyes closed tight in hopes this were a dream and you would wake up anytime soon. But the rain falling against the buildings windows kept you terribly present in the moment.

“I-I’m sorry boss! I don’t know how they got in!” Presumably Yamato had said.

“They should be in bed by now! Just get them out- NOW!” The man yelled. You heard some shuffling along with the three previous voices murmuring something before the large door opened and the light pouring in from the outside of the room had vanished.

Heavy footsteps approached where you lay and you couldn’t stop your shaking. A few tears escaped your tightly shut eyes, silently praying that this wasn’t real. You felt a large hand grab at your ankle, pulling you out from under the blanket. You yelped as you were pulled out of the bed and dragged across the floor, scratching the hard wood in hopes to stop the movement. Tears fell down your face and you let out terrified whimpers, your fate uncertain.

“Would you stop flopping around like some kind of fish out of water?!” The voice asked. You were able to grab a corner of the blanket and pull it close to you.

The hand dropped your ankle and you sat down with your forehead against your knees and the blanket draped over you while you cried into your lap. You heard a heavy sigh and the sound of the man sitting in a chair or sofa. You could see the room around you light up and the sound of a small lamp being switched on.

You gathered enough courage to look up at the seated man infront of you. His legs were man spread wide as his temple rested against his fist, arm propped up on the arm of the leather chair. He was quite handsome, if only you could see more of his face. Still you were scared, and hid behind your legs once again.

“What am I going to do with you?” He asked rhetorically, mostly to himself. You looked helpless seated in front of him, your small cries making him unable to focus on a single train of thought.

“W-Who are y-you?” You asked with a shaky voice, sounding much less intimidating than you had hoped for.

“Do you seriously not know who I am?” He asked, slightly amused. You shook your head and he removed his head from his hand, his hands rubbing up and down his thighs while he sat up.

“My name is of little to no importance to you, seeing the position you’re in.”

“What position- what are you going to do with me?” You asked, unsure if you wanted to know the answer.

“For the next few days you will be in my custody until my client sees fit.”

“Who’s your client?”

“Why would I tell you?” Kakashi asked with a sneer, knowing fully well he wasn’t certain who the client was.

You cried again, feeling your stomach start to go sour with worry.

“Oh Gods…” kakashi huffed, standing up and walking over to you. He grabbed your blanket and threw it to the corner of the room. You gasped, slowly backing away from him. He grabbed you by your collar and brought you to his level, looking you up and down, looking at the real you the same way he would look at your picture.

When you finally gathered the courage to look at him again you realized he was wearing a hidden leaf headband over his eye. Your breath hitched as he made eye contact with you.

“Y-You’re Kakashi of the sharingan…” you said softly. He growled and dropped you, you landed to the floor with a thud and a grunt.

"Great..." He loomed over you, staring down at your frightened position on the ground. He backed away towards the giant door and flipped on a light switch, the room instantly lit up and you looked around.

Not much to write home about. An above average sized room- it looked like a guest room by the lack of furniture and personality. You looked at the single bed you had woken up on previously, a pillow and a sheet lay on top.

"Is this supposed to be my room?" You asked, looking out the rainy window. All you saw in the dark outside was a thick forest. Great.

"Yeah." Kakashi responded curtly.

"Do I get a tour of this place?" Kakashi whipped around, his brow furrowed.

"Were you born yesterday or something, girl? No! No you don't get a fucking tour- for gods sake this isn't a hotel! You're not even going to be leaving this room."

"W-What if I need to go to the bathroom?"

"I'll have someone escort you across the hall." You hung your head, wishing you hadn't even stepped a foot outside for that god forsaken walk. You felt a hand spread across the top of your head, the feeling brought you out of your self pity.

"If you're quiet and you don't cause me or my crew any trouble... I can almost guarantee your safety." His tone was much softer, yet it still held its authoritative and firm presence. You looked up at him, eyes red with sorrow and fear.

"Almost?" His hand left your head, retreating back to his side as he clenched his gloved fist.

"Truth be told, I'm not sure what's in store for you." Your nerves weren't settled, he might as well have not even given you that small moment of hope.

Kakashi watched as you imagined your fate, assuming your father had gotten mixed into the wrong crowd and now your life was at stake. He couldn't take it anymore, for some reason he felt the need to comfort you.

"...Its late... Get up, girl." He said. You slowly got up, the light in your eyes completely dulled. Kakashi came behind you and roughly grabbed your upper arm, leading you to your bed for the next few nights. Or weeks. Months maybe? Years...?

He jostled you over on the side of the bed and you got on top and curled into a fetal position facing away from him. He walked over to where he threw your blanket then picked it up, crushing it into a large ball shape and throwing it at you on the bed. He walked over to the light switch and flipped it off, the small lamp still keeping the room dimly lit.

Kakashi took one last look at you then shut the heavy door behind him. The last thing you heard was the sound of the lock on the outside being locked and a few footsteps retreating down the hall. You grabbed the blanket and threw it over yourself, crying into the only pillow on the bed.

It took you about half an hour to get all your tears out, huffing exasperated breaths under the security of the lone blanket, only to fall asleep as your exhaustion took over.

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You opened your eyes and saw the silver haired man on top of you, his heavy weight against your body crushing you against the mostly firm mattress.

"Don't be scared..." He spoke low in your ear, his fingers playing with the drawstring of your pajama shorts. Your breath hitched when his hand moved further south, his finger tracing the seam of your shorts down to your crotch, cupping your heat.

Your heart raced, unsure whether or not to trust him. The way his fingers worked, sliding under the leg holes and caressing the bundle of nerves underneath with his finger tips. You whimpered, unable to move under his presence. You held onto his muscular shoulder, your legs parting on their own.

"Good girl..."

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Kakashi couldn't sleep, he was worried about this deal. What could this client want with your father? Why was he stuck with holding you hostage and who the hell even was this client in the first place? He decided to walk to the kitchen for a late night snack or even a drink to put him to bed. As soon as he left his bedroom he could hear the sounds of your moans from down the hall. He hurried over, an ear pressed to the large wooden door.

"K-Kakashi..." He heard you sleepily moan his name and his eyes widened. He rushed over to his office, pulling open drawer after drawer, digging for your bedroom key. He found it and ran back to the outside of your room. Sticking the key in and quickly- yet quietly- opening your door.

He watched you stir under the covers, gentle whimpers escaping your lips every so often. His blood set a fire to his loins, a tent pitching in his expensive pants. His gloved palm went to his groin, pressing against the hard on growing underneath.

Maybe this is what he needed? Not a drink, not a snack, but an orgasm. He didn't like the idea of getting off to his prisoner, especially not when he wasn't sure if everyone else was asleep. But who cares? Nobody. Not when it's Kakashi who's the man in charge.

He undid his belt, unzipping his zipper and freeing his cock from the confines of his boxers, fingers wrapping around the base of his shaft. With his other hand, he lowered his mask, then let saliva pool in his mouth before slowly letting it fall onto the head of his cock.

His hand slid up his shaft, gathering the warm spit in the palm of his hand and bringing it back down to his base. He sighed, cock gently throbbing in his grasp. It twitched when he heard you moan again, tossing in your sleep. You rolled over, eyes still shut in a deep sleep, yet facing him in the doorway. He put his mask back over his face, then started to speed up with his movements, hips thrusting into his fist when it reached the base of his cock.

You looked so peaceful, gently whimpering in the lonely room, the sounds of kakashis wet thrusts into his hand breaking the silence. Kakashi's glove was covered in his spit and precum, the now glossy leather only increasing the amount of pleasure brought to him. He slid his hand up, finger running along the head of his sensitive dick. He let out a broken grunt, fingertip circling the slit at the top, playing with the sticky precum.

He wondered what your mouth would feel like, how tight the fit would be if he were all the way down your throat. He watched as you let out a slightly louder moan, soft lips parting while he yearned to be between them. With a few more pumps to his thick member, he reached a level of ecstacy he forgot was possible, ropes of cum spilling down his leather clad hand and down onto his expensive pants, unbothered by the mess.

"Shit, shit..." He grunted softly to himself, his grip tightening on its own as the warm liquid kept flowing out. When he had finally finished he had caught himself against the door, hand still around his cock.

Kakashi tucked himself back into the confines of his boxers, zipping back up his black dress pants and buckling his shiny belt. He closed your door back up and locked it, walking back to his room and sitting down on his bed. He dug through his pocket and held the small key to your door in his hand. He looked at it for a while before shoving it under one of his many pillows and getting undressed for bed.

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