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Hi nisi, congrats on 600!!!
How about if u could write a continuation to the kkob prince/servant story you wrote before? I know you liked that au so hopefully it will be fun to write. I loved what you wrote last time!!! Thanks!! <333
Thank you for letting me dive back into this AU! It was a ton of fun and gave me many ideas for the future.
alright! here goes nothing. This story is part two of this story and I would suggest reading that one first.
Well, the first part, until the dotted line, was written a long time ago, sometime in August and was intended only for my friend (@butter--peanut) who requested the original story, to see. Now I got another request for exactly this AU, so I'm adding it. So keep in mind: everything to the dotted line is a few months old, everything after is new!
Hatake Kakashi / Uchiha Obito
AU : Kingdom / Fantasy
5081 words.
Rating E. 18+. mdni.
Ao3 link [x]
In the evening after their first kissing adventure, Prince Obito pays the servants wing a surprise visit.
Kakashi sat on his desk in the little room that was his in the servants wing. He was writing down what had happened during the day as his father had taught him to keep a good diary. If one of the Lord’s had mentioned a favourite food, or arrangement or tea he would always have the possibility to check it again later, so the idea. His hand hovered over “Lord Obito to be married to a Senju” unable to decide if it was worth preserving the rest of the evening when there was a knock on the door.
There was Lord Obito on the other side of the door, arm leaning against the side of it. He wasn’t wearing his jacket anymore, just the vest and the shirt below it and his eyes widened when he saw Kakashi in front of him. “You aren’t wearing a covering”, Obito said instead of a greeting.
“I don’t need it in my own room, sir,” Kakashi replied. For a moment they just stared at each other and then he added: “Is there anything I can help you with?”
Obito ripped his eyes away from Kakashi’s cheeks and lips. “I just.. Can I come in?”
“Of course, if you wish”, Kakashi stepped to the side to let the other man in.
He walked in and looked around. Kakashi was suddenly very aware of how sparse his room looked. He didn’t own many things, mostly books that were neatly tucked into a shelf over his bed. There was his desk and a little drawer and an ironing board. Everything else he needed was either in the cupboards along the servants corner or in the common bathroom. Obviously he did not have his own.
“Did you go talk to Lord Madara, sir?” Kakashi asked carefully, trying not to look like he was trying to jump the boundary again that he had crossed earlier. Obito nodded. “I apologised as he asked me to.”
Kakashi walked and invited Obito to sit down on his bed, while he sat down on the chair on his desk. “Did you meet your future fiance?” Kakashi asked and couldn’t stop himself from sounding a little envious.
“No, they had left. I am to meet them in a few days when they come back to the palace. Apparently the Senju are a very accepting bunch of people because according to my uncle they were not at all offended by what I did.” Obito’s hands were running through his hair again.
Kakashi nodded and made a sound in agreement and then waited. Why had Obito come here so late in the hour? He couldn’t remember a prince ever visiting the servants wing, especially not this one. If they both weren’t careful the whole palace would know about this by morning. Servants liked chatter.
“I … “Obito started and there was blush on his cheeks, “... came here to ask you, if you could teach me more.” Kakashi sat up straight. “M-more about kissing, you know? T-The more I know the easier it will go once I meet my partner.”
He was lying, and Kakashi thought that immediately. He was making the reason up. Obito had come here, all the way into the side wing, just to kiss him again. Kakashi’s heart was hammering against his chest. “Of course, sir,” Kakashi said. “If that is what you would want.”
Obito pursed his lips and Kakashi got up to relieve him from the shame of having to say it out loud again. He sat down next to the prince on the bed. The dark eyes studied his face as if it was a marble statue. “Where were we?” Kakashi asked softly.
“I think you showed me this..” Obito replied and leaned forward to kiss Kakashi’s cheek, his jaw and then the neckline. Kakashi’s mouth fell open in a sigh when the other man's lips graced his skin, when his tongue ran over him softly. It had only been one row of kisses, but his cock was already hard pressing against his pants.
Kakashi pulled Obito’s face up. “Right, yes, I did. Time for the next step.” Before their lips touched their tongues met in the air and both men groaned a little and the reignited feeling. This time Kakashi did not hold back in unbuttoning Obito’s vest and pushing it down over his shoulders. He had waited last time out of respect, but the prince had come into his room, his territory, and now Kakashi was asking for payment.
Fortunately Obito was more than willing to pay up. His fingers snailed under Kakashi’s shirt on Kakashi’s back, scratching his fingers lightly into the skin at the spine. “Depending on the gender and the likes of the person,” Kakashi said, a little out of breath, as he opened -no ripped open the undershirt Obito was wearing under his vest, “Kissing the chest can vary from very nice to stimulating your partner to the brink of orgasm.”
He kissed down from collarbone to the nipples, letting his hands wander over the muscles of Obito’s back. The prince was well trained, even with the disability through his accident. He felt delicious in touch and Kakashi was not willing to stop. He pressed the man into the pillows of his bed and towered over him. His tongue found Obito’s right nipple in the midst of scars. “Ah~” Obito replied and so Kakashi did it again, a little more forcefully.
“Sir, may I show you other places where one can kiss?” Kakashi asked and kissed down until the seams of the trousers. Obito was clearly as hard as Kakashi was, but he wasn’t in the business of forcing consent, especially not from someone who could get him thrown into jail if he wanted.
Luckily Obito had already completely fallen to the sensation. “Please”, he whispered quickly that it really sounded like he was pleading. Kakashi was only too willing to give him what he asked for.
It was easy to open the belt and the buttons beneath it. Obito diligently lifted his ass to let Kakashi pull the pants completely down, undergarments included. His cock was now laying exposed in front of Kakashi, hard and pulsing as if it was waiting to be touched or used. He allowed the prince one moment to take in the view between his legs before he put his mouth over it.
Obito jerked back, not out of Kakashi’s mouth, but closer in. He winced when Kakashi moved, which was such a fantastic sound that he immediately did it again. “M-my god..” Obito whined, his hands in Kakashi’s hair buried deep. “That’s so insane…” It was indeed insane, Kakashi thought. That he was here with the prince, that he could have his mouth around the cock of the pretty prince that he’d watched for so many years. Maybe getting thrown out on the street for this was worth it.
He closed his lips over Obito’s cock, sucking the air out of his cheeks to draw closer around it. The prince let out a deep sigh and he could feel the blood pumping into his tip. He was close, Kakashi knew by his demeanour, so he took one last breath, licking the tip broadly, and then pushed Obito as far inside his mouth as he could go. The man let out a moan that sounded like a silent scream and his hips moved forward into Kakashi’s mouth as if to hit the back of his throat. His hands were ripping Kakashi's hair violently when he came.
“I didn’t know..” Obito said, panting a little once Kakashi had cleaned himself up, “.. that kissing could be like that.”
Kakashi got up from the floor, one finger trailing up Obito’s naked chest. He really was beautiful with all the scars littering his body. Like a fighter, like a real prince from all the fairy tales people told each other in the kitchen of the castle. Kakashi’s own erection still was visible through the outline of his pants and Obito’s eyes followed it down, a little more blush red on his cheeks when he realised it was there. “Can I … can I help you with that?”
He was so innocent, Kakashi suppressed the urge to jump onto him and kiss him again until he was spent and asking for mercy. He was like a very delicious prey that had willingly walked into the cage of the predator. By all means, Kakashi should have been the one to be hiding away under Obito’s stares, his influence and power, to cower away from his ability to cost him his job and livelihood any moment, but Kakashi felt in control. This was his room after all.
“There is something, sir.” Kakashi knew he was being bold. Every step could be a step too far. “But we are moving away from kissing for this.” His eyes went to the little drawer next to his bed and he could basically see the little ceramic of fluid creme in it that he used for situations like these.
Obito was breathing hard, eyes still half fixated on Kakashi’s cock straining against his pants. Then his eyes went back to Kakashi’s. “Show me,” he said it like an order. “Show me everything.”
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Kakashi woke up with the first ring of his alarm at five am, just like always. He blinked the sleepiness out of his eyes and needed a moment to remember all of the things that had happened the day before. He rolled over to the side of the bed and then buried his head in the pillow. Out of respect for the people sleeping in the neighbouring rooms he screamed as silently as he could.
Whatever had gotten into him yesterday, it would make many things very complicated. Much more complicated than he had ever expected this employment to go.
Truth was, Kakashi had always seen Prince Obito as more interesting, more handsome and smart than all the other Uchiha Princes. Not that he couldn’t understand the general attractiveness of either of them, but Obito had always been by far his favourite, even though he was not supposed to have any of that.
And though he had had relations with the gardener Yamato, and Rin, who worked in the kitchens and with the doctor, it had never been this emotional for him. Sex with Yamato and Rin was fun, sex with Obito was earth shattering.
That was the core of the issue. Someone like Kakashi wasn’t permitted to do things like that with someone like Obito, hell someone like Kakashi should not even dream about doing something like that with someone like Obito. What would his father say if he were still alive? That his son was risking being thrown out on the streets just because he couldn’t hold his emotions in check?
The most important thing now was damage control. Lord Obito was about to get married and probably move away soon anyway, until then, Kakashi was just going to be the model servant and would stay away from him as much as he could. This way King Madara would not find out about what was going on, and Kakashi would not lose his home and employment.
He peeled himself out of bed and put on the same sets of clothes he was wearing everyday. As he closed the buttons of his vest his eyes fell to the diary he had written in yesterday when Obito had come knocking on his door. Obito had come to seek him out after they had kissed in the afternoon. Obito had kissed him again and let him touch him and let him fuck him. Clearly, Kakashi wasn’t the only one interested here, right?
But it was better not to think that way, for both of them. Kakashi resigned himself to moving on. Whatever happened yesterday was going to stay nothing more than a fever dream.
The whole morning he was lucky enough to not run into Obito. Instead, he helped young Lord Sasuke in his riding clothes and escorted him out to the stables. Sasuke was rather young still, just about twelve, but he had already impressed the king with his writing, riding and fighting skills and if his older brother Itachi was anything to go by, Sasuke would grow up to also add the looks to the list.
Normally Kakashi wasn’t tasked to help Sasuke, not as often as the older princes in the castle, but today the boy had asked his brother to watch his riding practice and received no reply other than a “maybe next time”. Sasuke, however, liked it when people watched him do the amazing things he could do, and soon he realised that he could just order a servant to come along. Kakashi didn’t blink twice to volunteer as that servant.
It was freezing outside, the low fog of early winter hanging over the fields as Kakashi gave the reins of the horse to Sasuke who instantly swung himself on top of it. Kakashi could ride a little too, not nearly as skilled as the trained princes, but well enough to get into town and back if necessary. He had nothing to offer the young prince in terms of help or improvement that Lord Itachi might have offered him, so he just stood on the sidelines and nodded in approval and admiration, which seemed to keep the boy happy enough.
The cold also had the added advantage that Kakashi’s mind couldn’t wander to Obito quite as often as it had in the earlier parts of the morning, as his brain was mostly concentrating on not shivering too visibly. Right now the boy in front of him was the only thing that mattered, not what other people waited in the castle.
When he finally put the horse back to the stables and entered the kitchen through the servants door, Kakashi wasn’t sure he could feel his toes anymore. Rin was there, crushing herbs with a large knife as he walked in. She understood the way medicine worked better than the resident physician, but due to low birth would never be allowed to become a full doctor, so she used her mixing skills in the kitchen instead.
“Lord Obito came in here,” she said with a smile when Kakashi stopped in front of the fireplace in the wall.
He tried to remain casual. “That is rather unusual for a prince to come into the kitchens.”
“Indeed, yes,” Rin hummed a little, then the knife suddenly stopped moving over the cutting board. “Now that I think of it…some maids said they saw him in the servants' wing after dark.” She paused for dramatic effect. “You don’t happen to know anything about that?”
Kakashi almost dropped one of the gloves he had just taken off to warm up his fingers. How had she pinpointed him so expertly? He let out a silent breath, then turned around to look at Rin, keeping an even look as forcefully as he could: “Why would I know anything about this?”
Rin raised a brow and then shrugged her shoulders: “You have good ears as far as I remember, maybe you’ve heard something. Well, either way, the gossiping mill is already moving, so we will soon find out who he was visiting.” She moved on with her knife. “Especially if he goes there again.”
There was a little knot in Kakashi’s stomach as he left the kitchens and made his way back to the servants wing of the castle. He felt the resolve he had had in the early mornings strengthened. Whatever had happened with Obito yesterday, it was not to be repeated again.
He made it until right after his own lunch without running into Lord Obito again and was just relaxing in his own room when the bell rang right over his desk. It was the general head butler, who coordinated everyone else. Kakashi packed his stuff together and walked over to the room.
“Lord Obito has rung for you,” Kakashi’s boss told him, “He requires your assistance urgently.”
Kakashi felt like a rug was pulled under his feet. “Yes, sir.” He turned on his heel to leave.
“Next time, Hatake, go to the Prince directly when he asks for you, so he doesn’t have to go through the entire castle to find you”, the man hissed. Kakashi stopped in his tracks. Obito had asked around to see for him? Well, Kakashi knew he had been in the kitchen earlier, so it was not a long stretch to believe he had gone to other places too. “If you let one of the princes wait for your service again, it will be the last time you work in service.”
“Yes, sir. It won’t happen again.” Kakashi turned, bowed, and left.
There was no way around it now, he would have to walk down the endless hallway again down to Obtio’s room. Knock on the wooden door again, enter it again and talk to Lord Obito face to face once more. His insides turned at the memory of the day before, the kisses, the touching, the exploring together… He had promised himself not to think too much about it, but now that he walked the same way again he couldn’t help it.
Kakashi knocked one time, then entered the room. “You asked for me, sir.”
Obito shot up from the couch in his room that he had been lying on, hair messed up as if he had moved through it a hundred times waiting for Kakashi to come by. Kakashi could not help a little smile below his face covering. Obito was cute, he was a mess, stained shirt from lunch and wrongly buttoned up vest, but he was still incredibly cute.
“Hey,” Obito said with a smile, steading himself on the side of the couch so he wouldn’t fall over. “I was looking for you.”
He blew a strand of hair out of his face that possibly was meant to look sexy in some way, but instead just made him look goofier than before. Kakashi suppressed a chuckle, forcing himself to stay professional: “How can I assist you today, Lord?”
The formal tone seemed to irritate Obito, who stretched and got up to full height: “Nothing, I just… thought it would be nice to see you.”
Whatever was for lunch now felt like it was tumbling in Kakashi’s stomach. He crawled fingernails into his inner hand. “Sir, if you don’t need me for anything in particular, I should maybe be of service to the other princes.” He forced himself to turn on his heel.
Obito was faster than that, jumping over the couch table to ram his hand between Kakashi and the door. “You don’t want to see me? After everything that happened yesterday? I thought you - “ He swallowed. “- liked it too?”
“What I like or not does not matter.” The inside of Kakashi’s head was screaming, but he kept his outside voice calm. “It was not appropriate for me to do these things with you. I hereby apologise profoundly and promise you it won’t happen again.” Kakashi bowed a little.
When he straightened his back out he could see the angry look on Obito’s face, the scarred lips that were quivering in anger. Kakashi tried not to think too much about how kissing him had felt soft and rippled at the same time, how much he would like to kiss Obito now.
“Bullshit,” Obito spat. “I agreed with you. I asked you to.”
Kakashi tried to duck under Obito’s arm out of his range, but the man just put the elbow lower so he couldn’t pass through it. So he put himself back into his corner-like position and cleared his throat: “It was not appropriate.”
The prince let out a blow from his nose that sounded like a steam out of a kettle, as if the inside of him was burning with fire, and then shook his head with a laugh: “So, I ask you to teach me something and that makes it inappropriate? What if I ordered you to do it? Would that have been alright? Are you not meant to serve me when I ask for it?”
Kakashi had to admit, he had no reply for that. “If you ordered me to, then - I guess, yes, it would be fine, but you did not-”
“I order you to stand still.” Obito said suddenly less like a grinning fool and more like a prince that finally found his way back onto the throne. “That is an order.”
His brain reeled with electricity as his limbs froze almost as if his mind was programmed to obey every order a royal family member ever gave him. Kakashi stopped in his tracks and did not move, even when Obito leaned forward just ever so slightly and tugged at his facial coverings.
The truth was obviously that Kakashi wanted to kiss Obito too, that he had thought of nothing but his lips and shoulders and back all day, no matter how much he had tried to concentrate on other things, that this excuse, the excuse that he was ordered to be here, kiss him, was just too convenient. It was still wrong, part of Kakashi knew that, but that part went to sleep as soon as he could feel Obito’s lips again.
This time Obito was pushing forward instead of being pushed. He pressed Kakashi’s shoulders against the door behind him and kissed him furiously as if he wanted to prove a point to him, as if Obito wanted to say “see? you like this.” Kakashi kissed back almost as eagerly, forgetting that he had decided to show restraint. He knew he was giving Obito the exact knowledge of how much he wanted him, but he didn’t care. Not right now.
They kissed until the air between them became short, then Obito, still having Kakashi’s shoulders pressed against the door, moved down over his neck to the vest he was wearing, opening it up so he could kiss Kakashi's collarbone and despite it all, no matter how much Kakashi fought against it, his cock sprung to life hard and wanting the moment Obito’s thighs graced it in movement.
“I know you have exactly as much fun with this as I do,” Obito said in a low voice that gave Kakashi goosebumps on his neck. “But if you aren’t yet convinced then I will try to help you along a little.”
When Obito opened Kakashi’s beltbuckle and undid it, Kakashi wondered where the shy and bubbly men had gone to that had just yesterday not known how to kiss, or how to undress someone else, or how to fuck. His pants fell over his knees. Right, Kakashi thought, he had taught him to do this. He had shown him how to yesterday and now he was returning the favour.
“Sir…” Kakashi breathed as Obito cupped his cock between his hands and moved over it a little. Kakashi dared not to look down, but when he did he saw Obito’s black eyes focused on his bulge, as if he was trying to memorise every one of Kakashi’s reactions to his hand movements.
Then, without much of a warning, Obito pulled down Kakashi’s underwear too, gaining a full, unobstructed look at Kakashi’s cock, which was straight and hard right at his nose height. Obito laughed a little at the sight, but not in a mean or spiteful way. It sounded more like he was saying “I didn’t get to see it yesterday.”
Kakashi tried again: “Sir, you… you really don’t..”
Remembering what had happened the evening before, Obito licked one large stripe over the tip of Kakashi’s cock. His legs shook so much that he thought for a moment he would fall forward.
It was wrong, it was dangerous, it wasn’t appropriate. It could get both of them into deep trouble. “Sir, please…” Kakashi breathed again, but it came out muffled by the moan that followed as Obito started exploring the length of Kakashi’s cock with his tongue.
“No,” Kakashi said against his own mind, against the way it felt, against his wants. “Stop… please.. Sir.”
Obito stopped his movement immediately, leaving one hand on Kakashi’s naked thigh and his mouth away from the tip of his cock. “I will not do anything that you don’t want me to do,” Obito said earnestly. “I will not force you and I won’t order you from now on either. If you want me to stop, if you want to leave, you can.”
Kakashi’s breath went heavy, his cock dripping with precum and his mind screaming at him for forcing Obito to stop what he had been doing. “I don’t…”
“If you want me to stop, I will,” Obito repeated, then: “But I don't think you want me to stop. You don’t look like you do.” His hair was a little messed up from the angle he was holding it in, there was spit on his lips, he was just one breath away from Kakashi’s cock. Suddenly Kakashi thought about the night before again, the way Obito had sighed and whined and squirmed below him. How wonderful he had looked, how wonderful he had felt.
Obito still looked at him: “Do you want me to stop?”
“No.” Kakashi said against all good reasons. Obito winked a little and then, without breaking eye contact, licked over Kakashi’s tip again.
This time his knees did give out, and Kakashi did fall forward against both strong hands of Obito that held him back up. He crawled himself into the black hair in front of him as the prince put the entire length of him into his mouth, pushing it as far in as he could without triggering his gag reflex.
He had to hold himself back from fucking into Obito’s mouth, forcing himself to let the other man take the lead and set his own boundaries. If this was really the first time he was doing this he would need to learn how to breathe, how far he could go, what techniques were easiest to do. Kakashi knew all of this, but the intense want in his core almost got the better of him.
Obito was good. As good as a person could be that did this for the first time. His hands massaged Kakashi’s balls beneath his mouth, his tongue swirled over the tip of his cock. He held his breath and moved until he coughed from lack of air and then he instantly took everything into his mouth again. Kakashi held himself at the door with one hand and in Obito’s hair with the other so as not to fall over again.
Kakashi couldn't help it, he kept his eyes open, memorising the sight below him as well as he could. The knot that had been building inside his body was growing, like a balloon ready to burst and Kakashi yelped. “I’m… coming….” He could feel the moment coming in fast. “You should let go.. “
Below him, Obito murmured something that sounded like “the hell I am” and instead of letting go, Obito held Kakashi steady from the back, grabbing his naked asscheeks and holding them, while he continued to move his mouth and tongue, increasing the pace.
“Oh, Lord…”
In the end, Kakashi couldn’t stop himself from fucking into Obito just a little, from going faster when Obito started choking at the length of him. He came with a long moan, ripping at the hair below him and spilling into Obito’s warm mouth.
No blowjob had ever made him feel like this before. Nothing had ever compared to this. Ever. Kakashi’s head was swirling. Heat spread over his skin and cheeks.
He could shake off his daze quick enough to pull out one of his handkerchiefs out of his pocket to hand to Obito to spit into. Obito did, coughing a little as he did so. “I did not know it was that salty, “ Obito said, his tongue hanging out a little. “Or did you just eat something very salty for lunch?” The grin was back on his face again.
Going back up, Obito dutifully pulled Kakashi’s pants back up too. While he closed the belt to the way it had been before Kakashi couldn’t stop himself from pressing light, fluttery kisses against Obito’s scarred cheek. “You are a fast learner,” Kakashi whispered, unsure what else to say.
Obito's black eyes were finally aimed at his face again. He moved forward and they kissed once more. Soft, almost loving. “If the teacher is good.” His hair was a mess. Kakashi ran his fingers through it to clean it up.
“Listen, I am invited to a banquet and a night drinking at the Sarutobi palace.” Obito put his forehead against Kakashi’s. “I will leave in an hour or so. I will be back by tomorrow night. When I am home I will come to see you.”
Kakashi knew that the Sarutobi clan had several children in Obito’s age. Ideal marriage candidates really, but Obito had said he was to marry a Senju, so that was not the reason for his invitation. He was about to agree with the proposal when he remembered something from his conversation with Rin back in the kitchen. “You should not come to see me. I heard some maids saw you last night. The gossip about that is already spreading.”
Obito pushed his head back and laughed, which looked very good on his face: “Nothing stays secret in this place, does it. Well, then I will ring for you. If I just urgently need your assistance to unpack my belongings, surely that won’t raise any suspicion?” He raised a brow.
“Yes, I think that would be fine, sir,” Kakashi grinned. Obito put the face covering back on his nose and finally stepped away from the door. “You can go back to your duties, I’ve said all I wanted to say.”
When Kakashi left the room there were two maids standing down the hallway in front of Lady Kaiya’s room. One of them leaned to the other. “Didn’t you see Hatake come out of Lord Obito’s room yesterday too?”
The other nodded: “When I opened the door they were sitting on the couch. Lord Obito wasn’t wearing a jacket.”
“And then Lord Obito went to the servants quarter after dinner, right?”
“He did, yes.”
“And now Hatake is here again. Lord Obito even looked for him specifically. Interesting.”
“Very.”
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The good kind of genjutsu
This was a request from the lovely @passionateuchiha
Chapter 1/2
Summary: Y/N decided to tease Obito a little but she did not expect to be punished in such... a good way.
WARNING 18+ MINORS DNI
Your relationship with Obito Uchiha was very… weird, to say the least.
He took you away from your village and made you join this criminal organization, which was understandable given your abilities and kekkei genkai. The first months were ok: “Madara” would assign you missions, you would report to him and you would heal his eventual wounds from time to time.
The thing is… there was always this tension. You could feel it when he hid everything from you and it is even more palpable now that you know everything about him. His past, his plans, his true identity, you now know it all. Moreover, you can’t help but feel a violent attraction to the man.
You just know he feels the same way. The way he reacts when you touch him, the way his eye shines behind that mask. That mask… it hides the only secret between you two: his face. You are dying to see it, to see his lips, those lips that let out that raspy voice only you are allowed to hear.
That’s enough. This ends today.
As the reunion with the other members start, you position yourself in front of where “Tobi” sits, across the table. He still has to maintain the act to hide his plan from the other members, but you can see a glimpse of shock when your left foot touches the inner part of his thigh for the first time.
He tries to act cool, probably thinking you did that by mistake. But you didn’t. While everyone focuses on Pain’s explanation about the next set of missions, you carefully place your foot on his thigh again, this time touching his groin slightly.
He jumps on his chair at the contact, immediately playing it of as one of Tobi’s shenanigans. You let a small knowing smile form at your lips while you look at the ceiling and back at the man. He is staring at the floor intently, probably still trying to control himself. When he finally looks back up your gazes cross. You just know you broke him.
The meeting ends and you walk down the corridor back to your room. Obito was just assigned a mission, so you know he will be leaving soon and you will probably not see him for a while. What a shame, all that effort and you don’t even get to see a private reaction to it.
You take off your cloak and put on your sleepwear, disappointed still by your fruitless efforts, you decide it’s best to sleep it off. When you go to turn off the lights, you feel a presence behind you. His signature fragrance fills in the room and your lungs, and you can’t help but feel your stomach do a flip when he finally speaks:
“What was that earlier?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Madara”
“You do know, and it’s just us, say my name”
You finally turn around to meet the masked man.
“Make me”
Obito towers above you, he inches in closer to you, his presence almost unbearable by the way he makes you feel nervous and wanted at the same time.
“It is becoming difficult to hold myself around you these days”
“Then don’t”
“Beg then, Y/N”
Now he traps you onto the nearest wall, pulling you by the waist and making your back arch against the coldness of the hideout’s thick walls. Breath escapes your lungs as he does this, also touching your entire body with his.
Your hands reach his toned arms hidden behind black clothing. The sheer thought of seeing him without any of it is driving you mad. Any sense of self-respect you ever had is thrown out of the window, you need him, now.
“O- Obito… let me see you”
“You’ll have to pay for what you did earlier, Y/N”
Before you can say anything, his sharingan twists into a new shape, one that bores into your skull and completely paralyses you. Your own mind swirls violently and images are thrown into your own eyes. Images you know aren’t real but you wish they were.
You see your hand sliding down black pants, revealing a large member that you immediately thrust into your mouth, salivating and crying from the sheer pleasure of being able to service such a man. When the thick ropes finally touch the back of your throat you once again realize that all of this is fake.
You need the real thing. You need to see him. Fuck your dignity, fuck everything else on this damned planet! You need him!
You force your mouth muscles to move with extreme difficulty, barely forming the sentence properly:
“O- o- Obit- please…”
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Hi! Love love LOVE your blog, your posts always have me laughing like crazy! Question: I notice you seem to ship both SasoDei and T/ObiDei. In your opinion … which is the better ship? Who’s the better man for Deidara?
that’s a good question. my answer is, I *honestly* think *both* have the potential to make a good partner to him, under the right circumstances.
with Sasori, I feel the redhead would have to reconnect with his human emotions first, and understand what love is, in order to be good for/to Deidara. I think the situation is right for Deidara to fall in love with HIM, because when Deidara comes into the Akatsuki it’s when he’s very very young, like puberty almost, and he’s in a new place and presumably nervous about all these new people and the expectations put on him. and he’s paired with Sasori who I believe would look out for him and attempt to keep him alive, not necessarily because he likes Deidara (or not at first) but because this is his partner, he’s been assigned to look after him, and Sasori takes his job seriously. This child is his to “babysit” essentially. as Dei grows older and becomes more self-confident and lets more of his personality shine through, this would be the time for Sasori to start thinking about him in a different way, and possibly fall in love. also believe their relationship would be more calm and steady, and, because of Sasori’s dubious humanity, have *very* limited physical demonstrations of love and affection. but I also feel like what gestures DO pass between them, even something as simple as a kiss on the cheek, would become *that* much more treasured and meaningful *because* they are so rare.
with Obito, he would have to learn to trust, and open up with his feelings. he was in love with Rin but she had feelings for Kakashi, and I think maybe this feeling stuck with Obito, this idea that no matter what he’s just not good enough. even if Deidara confessed to him I feel like that pain and fear would always be in the back of Obito’s mind, that one day Deidara will find “somebody better” and leave. also, elephant in the room, Obito would have to find a way to gain Deidara’s *trust* after lying to him (and everyone else) for so long with his Tobi persona. that coupled with being an Uchiha, and yeah, that’s difficulty city right there. but I feel like Dei would be more curious than angry, and I can see him sitting on Obito’s bed and just talking to him for hours, asking questions, trying to get an insight into who this person actually is, what he’s about. but if trust can develop then I don’t see love being very far behind. I also think their relationship would be of a highly physical nature, not just sexual but everything, from kissing to hand holding to random and constant touches and caresses. everything that Obito wished he could have done with Rin, Dei gets. and he gets a lot of it. Obito isn’t good with expressing his emotions through words so he goes above and beyond to *show* Dei his love.
still, with either man, I can see there being problems.
sometimes, not all the time but sometimes, when there’s such a large age gap between partners (16 years for Dei and Sasori, 11-12 years for Dei and Obito), the younger partner constantly feels the need to “prove” to their older partner that they’re mature, and in doing so they put themselves under a lot of stress and lose their own personality, to fit themselves into a mold of what they think or feel their partner would want them to be/act. Likewise, there can be a reversal of this, with the older partner feeling self conscious about their age in comparison to their attractive younger mate, and can put themselves under stress to try and prove that they can “keep up with” the younger one, and be just as “fun” as they are. so Dei being with either of them, a balance would have to be struck where they learn to compromise interests and learn to accept each other’s idiosyncrasies and personality traits.
and I also think that both Sasori and Obito, because of past trauma with losing loved ones (Sasori with his parents, Obito with Rin), could potentially form a relationship with Dei that could be viewed as over-protective. and both doing things like, say, preventing him from going out with friends because they deem a situation to be “dangerous”. like just manipulating Dei into not going, through guilt or bribery or something, instead of trusting Dei to make his *own* judgment about whether or not something is “dangerous” and then act on it accordingly. and not at all thinking that what they’re doing is wrong, because in their minds “protecting” Deidara is top priority, no matter what they have to do to DO that.
eh, I’m not sure if this answers your question or not. but I hope it does. thank you for asking 😊 and THANK YOU for the love for my blog/my posts, I truly appreciate it 🥰
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Eyes and marriage makes me think of that one fic I once once with Sasuke telling Kakashi that since he had Obito's eye and the clan had accepted it he was in theory an Uchiha and thus legally married to Obito
Kakashi doesn’t like this.
Obits this is a poor way to propose to someone come on man XD just admit you like me and ask me to marry you, it’s not that hard lol
But also Kakashi just being accepted as an Uchiha cuz Obito gave him his eye and he is not an uchiha by marriage even if his ‘husband’ is dead XD poor confused 11 yr old Kakashi has no idea what’s going on
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One time Sasuke was picking his nephew up from his soccer training and when they were in the car Obito asked what a "Nelly" was and Sasuke asked him where he got that from. Obit to absent minded said his dad had said Sasuke was a Nelly and Sasuke's grip around tightened and he asked when his dad had said that.
Obito shrugged and said it must have been when he was angry. He says a lot of thinks when he is angry. Like 'Bardash" or "flit" and "Nola".
Sasuke remained quiet and when they arrived at Madara's he looked over at Obito and said:"I am sorry for what I am about to do."
Obito asked if his uncle was going to kidnap him again and Sasuke said no. He was going to beat Madara up. And proceeded to kick the door of his house in and shout.
"MADARA FUCKING UCHIHA! YOU'RE A DEAD MEN!"
Everybody in the room went quiet. Itachi asked what was going on and Madara was running around the table trying to avoid Sasuke's rage.
Naruto told Sasuke to calm down, whatever happened they are family they can talk to out.
Sasuke said nope and jumped over the table and pinned Madara to the ground ready to punch him in the face going,"Who the fuck do tou think you are calling a Nelly!"
"A WHAT?!"
Sasuke lowered his fist and squinted his eyes.
"A Nelly, Nola, flit? A bardash!?"
"I have never in my life..."
Sasuke looks over his shoulder at Obito who is leaning against the door frame going:"That is for taking my gameboy away, old man!"
Sasuke looks back at Madara and then back at Obito, putting everything together before getting up and dusting himself off.
"Hu, I guess that kid is smarter than I thought. Anyway what is for dinner?"
"YOU ARE NOT EVEN GOING TO FUCKING APOLOGISE TO ME YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!"
Sasuke turns back around ready to punch Madara in the face again, only now he was too late because Naruto grabbed him by his waist and pulled him away. Telling him it not worth the harassment charges. Sasuke threatens to kill the lawyer too then and Shisui just muttered he was Madara's attorney.
Naruto shushed Sasuke and tries to calm him down and after three minutes. Sasuke seems calm again and told Madara to apologise.
Madara shouts that Sasuke tried to murder him.
Sasuke says after he called him a faggot.
Madara says he called Sasuke a faggt because he tried to kill him before that.
Sasuke narrows his eyes and everybody is feeling the tension. He gets up, Madara gets scared. Sasuke graves Obito, holding him under his arm saying, "You'll get him back when you apologise!" As he walks away.
Madara:"You take that little traitor! I don't care!"
Obito:"Jeez thanks dad. I am going to grow up just fine!"
There was an awkward silence in the room.
Naruto:"So, I am going to go with them before Sasuke forgets to feed your son. And I am leaving this twenty dollar bill here, because that is all I have on me and I feel bad for the door..."
Madara sighs and asked why they are allowing Naruto to leave. They better keep him here as long as Sasuke keeps Obito with him.
Shisui tells Madara to just apologise. Haven't they been through this enough times to know how it will go.
Itachi says it is technically Madara's fault. Since his kid lied and his kid was conceived of his seed to technically, madara's dick is at fault.
Tree here was a silence and Madara snapped his fingers and cursed under his breath.
"That little kid is smarter than he let's on to!"
Naruto asks if he just figured that out because he got his uncle to humiliate his dad for taking away his game boy.
Madara said he also knew his dad was going to curse when he got caught, and what does he uncle do when he gets mad....he kidnaps Obito.
Naruto chuckled before saying, "And at home I have the exact same game boy and game....he got what he wanted through manipulating everything."
There is another silence.
"I am starting to think Sasuke is a bad influence..." Itachi whispers.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Hatake Kakashi/Uchiha Obito, Hatake Kakashi & Nohara Rin & Uchiha Obito
Characters: Uchiha Obito, Hatake Kakashi, Nohara Rin, Namikaze Minato, Uzumaki Kushina, Shimura Danzou
Additional Tags: Time Travel, or the results thereof, Hatake Kakashi is a Troll, Obito is overprotective, So is Kakashi, And Rin, basically they try to out protect each other, and the helicopter mom of the year award goes to-, Carnivorous Plants, (i did not see them coming), (but mokuton so), Mokuton, Obit does some soul searching, brief panic attack, Character Death, (but I don't think anyone will cry), Teamwork
Series: Part 2 of gently play on your heart strings
Summary:
Obito knows bone deep that he will never quite be the same again after living captive under the influence of Uchiha Madara, can feel the change under his skin were green things writhe. Kakashi's differences extend past his new found sense of humor, live in the complete disregard for others opinions. The change in Rin is subtler, something brewing under her quiet composure that he can't quite see the shape of yet.
#my writing#kakaobi#fix it#naruto#timetravel#all the fluff#kakashi is a troll#where is the line between Obito's sanity and insanity anyway?#fanfic#ao3#kakashi#obito#uchiha obito#hatake kakashi#rin nohara#rin
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Some Obits because I was talking about him and I’m so fond of him after rewatching Kakashi Gaiden
Also his hair was hell to figure out but I settled on something fluffy and a little curly like the way I do Madara’s hair
#jelliart#uchiha obito#I also intentionally made him resemble Madara and hashirama#ppl joke about him being like their kid#and I like to think obit miiiggghht be a direct descendent of Madara#idk idk#naruto
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He reappears in Minato’s office, and thank god, the man himself is in - and looking really alarmed at his arrival. “Obit-” Minato cuts off, his eyes widening at the sight of the kunai in his student’s gut, and Obito quickly bows his head to the man.
“Hokage-sama,” He begins formally, because he hasn’t been a civilian long enough to forget proper procedure. “I have foiled an attempted kidnapping at this hands of this man. He broke into the Hyuuga Compound and I caught him carrying an unconscious Hinata Hyuuga out of her home. Then he stabbed me when I successfully liberated her from his grasp and I made the executive decision to choke a bitch.”
Okay, maybe he’s a little rusty at this thing, but whatever. It’s not like he’s getting paid anymore.
Obito POV (chp. 2)
How To Survive The Weirdest Experience Of Your Life by IncompleteSentanc (Erava) (AO3)
Naruto – Teen – Hatake Kakashi/Uchiha Obito, Nohara Rin/Shiranui Genma
#Alternate Universe #Post Time Travel Fix-It #Depression #PTSD #Recovery #Violence #Blant Abuse of Kamui #Unrequited Love Triangle #Deus Ex Obito #Humor #Happy Ending #Fluff
Obito has lived through the single weirdest experience of his life. Not many could say that they’d gotten crushed by a boulder, had half their body replaced by creepy alien flesh, was promptly held captive for a year by a supposed-to-be-dead Madara Uchiha, was saved by a randomly raiding pack of supervillains, then promptly killed by them, fixed up again, then dumped in a forest, and finally, FINALLY, returned home again.
Yeah.
His life has gotten pretty weird. But he’s home, he has his family, and he has hope that someday soon he’ll be able to say he didn’t just survive the experience - but that he also come out of it pretty okay.
Part 2 of the A How To Guide To Shinobi Life series (AO3)
#fanfiction#quote#Naruto#Namikaze Minato#Uchiha Obito#How To Survive The Weirdest Experience Of Your Life#IncompleteSentanc#Erava
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Can you name all the Uchiha by their number? #naruto #sasuke #boruto #shonenjump #narutoshippuden #itachiuchiha #itachi #madarauchiha #madara #kakashihatake #kakashi #obitouchiha #obitou https://www.instagram.com/p/CAYECnXDXds/?igshid=1dtlb9fg6os5o
#naruto#sasuke#boruto#shonenjump#narutoshippuden#itachiuchiha#itachi#madarauchiha#madara#kakashihatake#kakashi#obitouchiha#obitou
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take another little piece of my heart
read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2WPBrYx
by MomoYoMaki
Obito knows bone deep that he will never quite be the same again after living captive under the influence of Uchiha Madara, can feel the change under his skin were green things writhe. Kakashi's differences extend past his new found sense of humor, live in the complete disregard for others opinions. The change in Rin is subtler, something brewing under her quiet composure that he can't quite see the shape of yet.
Words: 5311, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of gently play on your heart strings
Fandoms: Naruto
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M
Characters: Uchiha Obito, Hatake Kakashi, Nohara Rin, Namikaze Minato, Uzumaki Kushina, Shimura Danzou
Relationships: Hatake Kakashi/Uchiha Obito, Hatake Kakashi & Nohara Rin & Uchiha Obito
Additional Tags: Time Travel, or the results thereof, Hatake Kakashi is a Troll, Obito is overprotective, So is Kakashi, And Rin, basically they try to out protect each other, and the helicopter mom of the year award goes to-, Carnivorous Plants, (i did not see them coming), (but mokuton so), Mokuton, Obit does some soul searching, brief panic attack, Character Death, (but I don't think anyone will cry), Teamwork
read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2WPBrYx
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