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icameheretoreadstuff · 5 months

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Tobi is not here anymore

Pairing: Tobi/Obito x F!Reader Warnings: 18+! MDNI!, NSFW, Smut with feelings, Teasing, Cockwarming, Oral, Sub/Dom, Wet and Messy, Bondage, multiple orgasm, youre very bendy, friends to Lovers, unprotected sex. Summary: How much do you have to tease Tobi before Obito comes out to play, or fuck you dumb on his cock? A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr.

Tobi was sitting on the couch when you walked into the room, you closed the door and locked it as you had a smug look on your face. "Y/n-senpai! what are you up to?" he sang "want to try to scare Deidara again?" you chuckled as you shaked your head. "You know, I'm more in the mood to something else, I mean you should now" you smirked as you walked over to him. He smirked behind the mask as he thought to himself finally he sent you begging for his dick, he loved teasing you and it had become this twisted fun game of his.

He knew you wanted him bad, you weren't exactly good at hiding it as you thought you were. "Why don't you open up your coat" you said as you opened yours and revealed black pants and a tight black sweater hugging your breast. He bit his lip behind the mask as he saw your curves, your breasts and everything he had been dreaming of.

"y/n-senpai, youre being naughty~" you smiled at his answer as you dropped your coat to the floor "I know you saw me just a couple of minutes ago" you said, and he crossed his arms and his head leaned to the side "what did y/n-senpai see?" he asked you suprised and giggled behind his hand "pleasuring myself" you said and he dropped his hand as you leaned over to him and grabbed his coat with one hand "I didn't get to finish and it's your fault for teasing me so fucking bad, so I can't help but wanting to return the favor" you grabbed the zipper to open his coat when he instantly grabbed your hand and stopped you.

You couldn't see the smirk behind his mask or the hard dick he was hiding, throbbing and begging for your mouth. "Are you gonna be a good boy and behave?" you purred. He couldn't help himself, the image of you touching yourself was burned into his brain, going on replay. He was actually about to jerk off thinking about you before you came in here. You could hear him swallow as his chest began to heave "maybe~" he teased.

He had been teasing you for days now, you were sexually frustrated to say the least and then you caught him peeking when you tried to relief yourself. Your legs were spread and you were moaning his name as he was sitting outside the window behind a tree peeking, he caught you off guard so you had to stop. He disappeared and you got pissed to say the least. And here you are now, infront of him and it felt like he's still trying to mess with your head.

You smirked "Now it's my turn to tease you" you said as you tried to open up his coat "let go of my hand" you said calmly "now" you spat, warning him. "ok~" he said chipper. You smirked as he let go of your hand and you opened his coat. Your mouth fell open as you saw what he was hiding underneath, litterally leaving nothing to your imagination.

His pants was hugging his large fat dick. He smiled behind the mask as he was loving every moment of seeing your reactions. You let out a silent moan as you licked your dry lips.

He silently cursed as he wanted to taste your lips so bad, he wanted to taste your toungue and his dick was throbbing for attention.

"Damn tobi" you smirked as you leaned back and took off your pants, reavling your bare clit. He melted at the sight of your clit and instantly he lifted his hips as he flipped out his cock, making sure to hide his scars. "Good boy" you smiled as you sat down to your knees.

He stared at you mouth as you slowly looked up at him, leaned forward and stuck out your tounge and tasted his sweet precum while keeping eyecontact. He loved that you were circling your toungue around his tip while keeping eyecontact. You felt his precum was like a candy you couldn't get enough off, It tastes so sweet.

You eagerly licked up every drop like it was worth millions and He leaned his head back into the couch. You inhaled his length like you were starving, humming as you made his dick wet from your drool.

He hummed at your mouth hugging his dick, bobbing your head. He melted as he enjoyed the sight of you finally sucking his dick. You pushed your mouth deeper until you felt his balls under your chin "This is teasing?" he struggled badly to say, sending sparks throughout your body. You took his throbbing cock out of your mouth. He looked down at you closely, curious about what you had planned next.

"no" you said and straddled him. You grabbed both his hands and tied them up behind his head fast. "I'm just getting started" you placed his dick into your folds. The instant touch sent him flying, he stared at your lips as he tried not to even breathe funny. He let out a sigh as your clit felt too good.

You moved his dick twoards your entrance as he tried to push up his hips. You held his cock tight "I'm in charge" you said as he tried his hardest not to make a sound "I decide when you can fuck me" you smirked "So be a good boy and listen to me" he chuckled in a low deep voice which sent a surge deep inside you.

You noticed something in him change for a moment, but he went back instantly back to Tobi, "I like your sweet pussy" he said cheerfully as Tobi. You wanted him badly but also you wanted him to open up to you. You smirked as you thought you just have to tease him enough to talk in his real voice, you just wanted to fuck him raw and real, and if he was hiding something youre just gonna have to tease it out of him.

You placed his cock back to your entrance and slowly sat down on his cock, trying to adjust to his length. He couldn’t help but to let out silent deep groans through his mask which made you even more motivated on teasing him.

You moaned as you slowly felt his dick fill you up "Fuck youre big" you huffed as you leaned flushed into his chest as you kissed his neck. His dick was leaving no room to spare at all, hugging your tight walls perfectly. "you wanna know what I was thinking about?" you began as you grabbed his hands and pushed them towards the wall.

He loved seeing you take control like this, letting you think you have the upper hand was so amusing to him.

"Before you rudely interrupted me, instead of joining me" you said and tightened your core as he felt his dick being squeezed inside you, causing him to try his best to not let out any more deep groans but he couldn't help himself as he let out a deep moan.

He knew you had already noticed something was up, your tight walls were making it pretty hard for him to keep up. And the fact you weren't moving were just driving him more horny for you.

"I thought about your hands all over my body" you let your free hand wander, touching his muscles "I thought about riding you like this" you moaned as you moved your hips slowly thrusting him once. He couldn't help himself as he let out a deep groan.

You pinned his hands hard to the wall, he chuckled in a deep voice and let out a groan, which sent shivers down your spine. You closed your eyes hard shut as you wanted to touch your clit so bad, but you knew if you did you would climax way too soon. "I thought about your dick deep inside me like this" you whispered into his ear.

His precum and your wet clit was already soaking up his pants. You thrusted slowly up and then down as you grinded onto his pelvis and you could hear the wet noises, which was driving him insane. You stopped thrusting, He leaned his head back and let out a deep moan.

His entire chakra changed yet again, like an off switch you were teasing, on and off. His dark voice ecchoed inside your head. You wanted more, the thought of hearing his dark voice would burn into your memory forever, you knew you would be touching yourself while hearing his deep moans on replay inside your head. But it wasn't enough, You wanted more. No, you craved more.

You tightned your core and thrusted slowly up and then you thrusted hard down once more before you stopped. At this point he didn't care anymore, he switched off Tobi. You couldn't see his face, but it didnt matter. He wasn't Tobi anymore, He was definitely gone.

"Do you know how much I wanna fuck you right now?" he said with his normal voice, You moaned at his words and slowly began to thrust down before you managed to stop and tired your best to not thrust onto him again as you tried to breathe calmly.

He wanted to rip up the knot and just grab your ass and fuck you until you got speechless: litterally dumb on his fat cock. His dick was throbbing and begging for more speed, you were going too fucking slow and were definitely teasing him real bad.

"Your voice is so fucking sexy" you leaned twoards his clothed neck and kissed him onto his neck, you leaned up "I wonder how good your lips taste" you hummed into his ear.

He cursed under his breath as he smirked, he wanted to fuck you right the fuck now and he wanted to taste your sweet lips, he wanted you to moan into his mouth so he could taste your moans.

"You know at some point" he said with his delicious deep voice "I'm going to rip up this knot and fuck you stupid, right?" you couldn't help yourself as his voice was such a turn on as you automatically began to thrusted onto his dick "yeah?" you moaned "I'm not repeating myself and I'm not your fucktoy" you huffed as you began to thrust faster, feeling more turned on more and more the more he talked. he began to huff as he smirked behind his mask "If anything, youre fucking mine." you started to loose it as you thrusted down hard, shaking your ass down onto his cock.

He could see your breast jumping up and down with each thrust "you want me to fuck you real good and fast?" he cooes "show you how to properly fuck someone?" he hissed, you were struggling and could feel your control over him slip away "tobi" you moaned as you felt you were close "Fuck me" you moaned.

He looked behind him and saw it was dark outside "enough" he said seriously and ripped open the knot "it's your turn being tied up" he smirked and grabbed both of your hands and tied them behind your back before you could say or do anything "you're my fucktoy"

He grabbed a glass that was standing in the window and threw it across the room turning off the lights. "Fuck Tobi" you winced. It felt like he had you wrapped around his finger. He took off his coat, and his tight sweatshirt and then he took off his mask. You couldn't see his face but you were too fucked out to care anyway.

He finally crashed his lips into yours, he was hungry and starving as he could taste your sweet tounge. You melted into his kisses as you couldn't help but to want more- He moaned as he grabbed your waist and pulled you flushed into him, then he gripped your waist and thrusted you down onto his cock. You moaned into his lips as his hips were clapping hard up into you.

Your moans and your rough make out session sent you over the edge, you felt a surge throughout your body as your breath became short but deep, rapidly. "Cum on my dick, let me taste your moans" he hummed "yes, just like that" he cooes as you climaxed "good girl" he cooes as he smirked and spanked your ass hard.

You ripped open your hands and wrapped your hands around his neck as you let your fingers grip tightly onto his hair, leaning his head into the couch. "mfh" he moaned as you continued to make out with him. You stood still as he wrapped his hands around your waist hard, while making out with him as he continued to slam up into you while moaning into your lips as he climaxed deep inside you.

He panted as he smirked at you, you could see the moonlight hitting his smirk. He noticed this and looked into your eyes unsure of how you would react.

You couldn't care less as you leaned down and kissed him. He hummed as your sweet kisses and it began to grow into another makeout session, he moaned as his hips began to thrust slowly into you once more.

His cum was dripping out of you as he thrusted up into you. You leaned back and threw off your top, he groaned as he leaned forward and kissed your nipple, sucked it and moved over to the other one.

He licked and sucked as he grabbed the other one with one hand as he thrusted into you. You cupped his face and kissed him as you both went eagerly back to making out. The wet noises coming from where you both are connected sent you over the edge as you moaned "Fuck me harder" you huffed "please."

He lifted you up, holding your thighs and laid you down onto the bed nearby. He threw off the rest of his clothes as he crawled over you. He slipped His hard cock into you and rolled his hips as he kissed your neck, "please, fuck-" before you could finish your sentence his hips snapped and he thrusted slammed hard into you.

He let out moans and groans as he fucked you so hard you felt unable to form sentence, "fuck babe~" he moaned which sent you over to the edge as you climaxed once more, your sweet release was like an addiction to him, he couldn't get enough.

He slowed down "you're done allready?" you teased, He chuckled and put your legs up on his shoulders as he slipped his hard cock inside you and he leaned forward pinning you down and kissed you "I'm not nearly done" he hummed in his deep voice, his cock pushed deep inside you as his pelvis was now grinding onto your pelvis.

He let out a groan as he grabbed your thighs and pushed them deeper down until your knees hit the matress. He began to thrust hard into you with no warning, clapping his hips hard into you, You grabbed his muscled arms as you felt you were close "I~" you managed to say before you climaxed.

He groaned as he slowed down and pushed his dick deeper. You gasped silently as he thrusted his dick hard into you. The clapping sounds turned faster, his balls were now spanking you. He moaned as the wet sounds, his hips clapping into you and rough needy kisses sent him over the edge as he climaxed for the second time into you.

He pulled out and collapsed beside you while huffing "Do you have anything I can clean myself up with?" you asked him as you were holding onto your pussy for not spilling any more than you already have.

He raised out of the bed, walked around and grabbed you in bridal style as he walked twoards a door. It was dark, so you couldn't quite see him but then he opened a door, the bathroom was still lit.

He let you down and you didn't turn to look at him. You instantly turned the light off as the moonlight was hitting the floor. you could sense he was standing right behind you. You walked over to the shower and turned it on "join me?" you said in a calm tone.

You could feel your heart beat as he walked across the moonlight twoards you. Your eyes were locked as he stood there in the moonlight for a moment, you let out your hand and waved him over "come here already" you said and he walked over to you, you cupped his face and stood under the warm water hitting your body as you kissed him deeply.

"why" he asked in his deep voice "I don't care, I like you" you said honestly and looked up at him. He looked down into your eyes seriously as he leaned down and wrapped you into his arms and kissed you while sighing happily.

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honeybeedrabble · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 7- Stuck in a wall: Obito x AFAB!Reader

CW: Obito x AFAB!reader, improper use of kamui, spanking, choking, slight degradation, hinted overstimulation, unprotected piv (don’t be stupid), cream pie (don’t be stupid) p*rn with no plot, lmk what i missed

18+ MDNI

You were trapped in his kamui, well… at least half of you was.

“Ngh- fuck, right there!” You whimpered, your voice falling on deaf ears as you spoke into the void that was Obitos escapist reality. You felt a presence behind you, his portal to his dimension opening up so he could hear your pretty moans.

“Shoulda done this a long time ago… I can fuck you while I’m here and if anyone tries to hurt you i can just kamui your pretty ass outta here.” He gave your ass a smack and you tried reaching out for the white marble that was the flooring of Obitos kamui realm. It was weird, looking and touching the white blocks for support in some fucked up prison that was in his mind, while your feet were planted firmly in the grass back on earth. Never the less, the fucking you got was proper and the reality of it happening in two places at the same time was utterly erotic.

“Mmm… fuck, you’re practically dripping down my leg baby,” he hummed, rutting into you. You clawed the matte, white pillar, nails dragging back down to your sides due to the hardness of the rock.

“O-obito… keep going. I’m so close…” you whimpered.

Obito gripped your waist hard, his cock hitting just the right spots while his other hand reached into the kamui circle and gripped your throat. You gasped, airways blocked as you sputtered into the abyss. Your face felt hot, your legs weak, and your cunt pained in only the best way.

“Fuck yeah, take it. take it just like that. The things I’d do to see that pretty little fucked out face of yours right now.” He muttered, hips stuttering as his cock bulged in your stomach. You reached a hand down to feel his outline and he grunted.

“Yeah… Yeah, you feel that?” He smirked, picking up his pace and choking you out even harsher. You tried speaking but his grip on your throat has you only letting out broken moans as your slickened walls clamped down tight on his shaft. He laughed.

“I can’t hear you,” he teased, smacking your asscheek. He loosened his grip and you gasped for air, shaking in his portal. “Such a dirty girl, y’know? Begging me to fuck you in not one realm but two? I should’ve known you were gonna be trouble.”

He pounds into you as far as he can until he’s balls deep with each thrust, his balls slapping against your clit each time you two fully connect. He has a sadistic smile across his face as he watches your legs give out, held upright by the portal. He thrusts into you one last time before he cums deep inside of you with a groan that came booming from his chest. You clench around him, drooling all over the white platform and moaning into the endless abyss.

“Fuck…” he hissed, pulling his hard cock out of you and watching your shared cum dribble out of your poor hole and onto the backs on your thighs. He pulled you out of the kamui, your back flush to his chest.

“Look at the mess you made, it’s a good thing it was out here and not in there. I’d have a lot of explaining to do next time I throw someone in there.”

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obitos-whore · 7 months

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Relationship headcanons for Obito

Golden retriever boyfriend!!!

Super duper touch-starved and always wants to hold or touch you. Gib kiss please

Big fan of PDA

Loves to shower your face in kisses and vice versa

Big ol' softie who's not afraid of showing his emotions even in public

Obito is a hopeless romantic and will go all out when he's with you

Will totally show you off, especially to Bakashi

Would low-key marry you after a week of being together

Envisions a future with you and gets super excited when he talks about it

Will go on dates with you at least once a week

Buys you little gifts that remind him of you

He's completely smitten by you and your beauty and will stare at you with heart eyes

Extremely protective of you

Loves it when you play with his hair and will practically beg you for some head pats

Lots and lots of late night talks

Still gets all shy and blushy whenever you give him a compliment

Needs to hold onto you to fall asleep

Big fan of pillow fights

Wants to be the little spoon and will coax you by looking at you with puppy eyes

You're the only one allowed to touch the scarred half of his face

Hogs all the blankets and even has the audacity to shove his cold ass feet underneath you

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tired-biscuit · 2 years

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Sneaky

Pairing: Obito Uchiha/fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ content [minors dni!!] modern au. stepcest, slight degrading, rough doggy. stepbrother!obito.

Word count: 5.8k

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“Obiii! Do you have anything cute I could wear?”

A SIGH puffs past Obito’s lips at the fluffy nickname you insist on using for him.

Pausing the game at your coy whining that’s steadily growing louder as you dash up the stairs and take them two at a time, the twenty-one-year-old Uchiha grumbles in annoyance whilst he sits up in his bed and straightens his spine that’s long since gone stiff from hours of remaining stuck in one position.

The car he’s succeeded in stealing from an NPC freezes in the midst of the virtual road just as Obito tosses his controller to the side. He catches the blurring effect overlay the television screen before it coats the room with dim darkness. Meanwhile, you're already turning the knob and peeking inside his bedroom.

There’s a giddy glint of mischief swirling inside your irises which he can see even across the distance between you, despite the rather innocent quirk your mouth portrays in that exact moment. Reprising your role of the annoying little stepsister he’s never asked to have, you’re spelling nothing but trouble and seem to be set on irritating the crap out of him yet again.

Great.

He gives you a glare as his gaze fixates on you; the ebony within his eyes hardening to sleek, dark ice which you’re pretty used to by now, much to his misfortune. “Can’t even bother to knock?”

“Didn’t feel like it.” Obito can see your smile grow into something a little less pure with the matter-of-fact tone you use as you step inside his bedroom without receiving any sort of invitation from him first-hand. “Besides, what do I even need to knock for? It’s not like you've got anything interesting to hide in this sad little man cave of yours.”

Obito huffs at the jab. He can already feel his nerves sparking with vexation from your presence alone as he scrubs both hands across his face to avoid showing the exasperation he's experiencing. He’s rubbing at both of his eyes; groaning and sighing until he can see stars of blue and violet behind his eyelids. “Oh, my god… You’re so funny.”

What he says is true, despite the sarcastic and rather bored tone he uses to lace his statement. He’s gotten to meet you officially only eight months ago; has been living with you for four, and not once during that time have you failed at coming up with a witty retaliation that could match - hell, even one up - his own.

It’s a talent, really. Most people usually give in the moment they face the unyielding monster that is his stubbornness, because, well: he’s worse than an ox repeatedly slamming its head against the wall when it comes to sticking to his opinion. However, much to his dismay, it seems that you’ve managed to build yourself quite a hindrance in these measly couple of months of living with him.

“I’ll be here all night.” You brush him off with a flick of the wrist now, proving his point even further as you click the door shut and aim straight for his wardrobe. “It’d be my pleasure to entertain you, dear brother. Right after I raid your closet, though.”

Actually, you’d entertain him in more ways than one. But Obito doesn’t know that, of course. Come to think of it, neither do you. At least not truly, anyway.

The desire is hidden somewhere deep, deep down. Where even your conscience isn't able to reach.

“I’d rather not.” He’s silent for a second as if he’s mulling something over before he adds, “And I ain’t your brother.”

“Right.” He’s determined to remind you of that fact quite often. Your response is nothing but a shrug that is aimed in his direction, even though your back is turned towards him now. “Your loss.”

“Is it?”

His question makes you still your search through his hoodies for a brief second before you sigh and bend over to go through the lower shelf that’s practically cluttered with clothes he doesn’t wear all that often. You furrow your brow and bite your lip absent-mindedly as your fingers trace the untidy stack of thick cotton that’s nearly all in the exact same shade of navy blue. “And what do you mean by that, my beloved Obi?”

Unbeknownst to you, your so-called ‘beloved’ stepbrother is watching the way your pastel pink gym shorts tighten around the curve of your ass with the movement as you lean even further into his wardrobe to grab a sweater that’s hidden way in the back. The manner in which the spandex pinches both sides of your juicy thighs until he can see the slight cinching of the plush flesh is fury-inducing to a man like him who’s into legs.

He forces himself to look up from the smooth back of your thighs and calves, but all he can see now is the round shape of your plump pussy. He’s literally able to make out the hole from how noticeably the bubblegum pink fabric dips slightly inwards. It’s like a goddamn ravine of the most adorable design.

And Obito feels bad, perhaps even dirty, for wanting to trek it with his fingers and tongue. All until you’d start to wiggle your hips and mewl like a little kitten against him; asking him for more, calling him a good big brother for taking such good care of that needy little pu-

For fuck’s sake, are you doing it on purpose?! Is the way you jiggle your ass right in front of him just another ploy to provoke him like you’ve been doing ever since moving into this godforsaken house? It’s not the first time it’s happened; these tension-inducing moments that arouse sin within his mind no matter how much time has passed, as well as the fact that he’s tried to not look and act upon them.

And God knows that he’s tried. Yes, even when he’s heard you moaning quietly on the other side of the wall late at night before the buzz of your vibrator finally died down. Before you finally came - all on your own, without his help. Even then.

“I just… Uh…” Obito clears his throat; swallowing the runny saliva as his expression darkens into something a bit more troubled. The shadows would have literally been visible on his face, had it not been for the dim lighting of the room and the late hour to accompany it when he utters, “I don’t see any advantages to being your brother, is all.”

“Wow.” All he can see is your right eye and the half of your face that’s partially hidden by the curve of your shoulder as you turn to look at him. “Is there supposed to be an advantage? Or are you just trying to be plain mean again?”

‘There could be an advantage, if you’d let it happen,’ he thinks.

“I dunno, I asked you first,” he says instead, picking up the controller again. He spares you a glance the moment you stand up to your full height and show him the hoodie you’ve snatched like it’s a prize. He frowns at the way you press it against your chest and squeeze it real tight in excitement. “Make sure to give that back when you’re done wearing it. And don’t spray any of that shitty perfume on it like you did on my Nike hoodie last time.”

He couldn’t stop smelling it during class the last time he’d worn it. Couldn’t concentrate at all, not even when Kakashi - his stupid classmate/friend - had started looking at him all kinds of weird.

“Yeah, yeah,” you mumble as you put on the black oversized piece of clothing and check yourself in the mirror. “So strict... You’re nothing like dad.”

“My dad lets you do what you want, just so you’ll approve of him and take it easy on the whole marriage ordeal your mom can’t shut her mouth about,” he retaliates, enunciating the word ‘my’ to only give you more proof he doesn’t consider you family. “Where are you even going, by the way?”

The wink you give him is as sly as that of a fox as you fix the sleeves and prop your hands against your hips, “Why do you care?”

His expression is completely deadpan, even though his heart is jumping all over inside his chest at the tease you’ve just given him. “I never said I did.”

“Mhmmm,” you hum, smiling again. “Then why are you askin’, brother dearest?”

All Obito does is stare at you. And then he points at the door. “Out.”

He hates it when you call him that. Outright despises it, for some reason.

Your girlish laugh makes his brain tingle with something gooey and warm that shouldn’t be there as you skip towards the door. “If you must know, I’m heading to Sakura’s to watch a movie with a couple of friends.”

He dismisses you completely with a subtle wave of his hand as he turns towards the television again. “Aha.” In truth, he wants to ask what friends, what movie, when are you planning to come back home and with who, but he represses the urge. Of course he does.

“I’ll text you when I get there,” you chirp knowingly as your hand wraps around the doorknob. You notice the baseball cap that’s thrown on his desk. It's got his university's logo patched right in the front. “I'll be borrowing this, too. You don't mind… Right, Obi?”

“Aha,” he repeats dispassionately, even though his eyes flick towards the nightstand so that he can be positive he has his phone there. “Just make sure to give me my shit back the moment you step foot inside the house again. I’m not playin’ around, ‘cause last time you-”

“Bye, Obi!” His sentence is broken as you slam the door shut behind you.

“Did you hear what I just said? Hey! Airhead!” He shouts after you, but the only answer he can hear is the pitter-patter of your feet against the wooden stairs and your mischievous snickering. A proper she-devil you are; causing chaos to his already mayhem of a life.

The emoji of the pink, sparkly heart and the winky face you text him not a minute later as some lame sort of apology only causes Obito to grumble out loud. He turns back to his game with slightly redder cheeks than what would be considered the norm for him and with his body just a couple of degrees hotter than it was before you entered the room.

He’ll never admit to getting flustered over a text message from his stepsister. Will never admit that he’s just spent minutes staring and leering at that fine, peachy ass of yours; imagining all the ways he'd make it jiggle and clap.

Boom! - the memory of your curves stuffed in those tiny shorts makes him crash the car straight into a brick wall of pixels. He watches as the screen turns black whilst he toys with the pair of joysticks stuck to the controller. His digits feel somewhat sweaty as they slide across the smooth rubber over and over again.

He's quite skilled with his fingers from gaming so much. It's a shame he can't put them to good use. Like on that tiny nub of nerves between your legs.

“Ugh.”

Great. Just great.

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That same night, Obito is awoken by multiple repetitive nudges to the cheek.

It’s been ages since you’ve left, the late hour is even later and he’s tossing and turning to the side in his bed now; trying to swat your hand away with a lazy drawl of a groan that’s voiced only because you’re so fucking persistent at pestering him.

He hears your giggle the moment he forces his heavy eyelids open after some much-needed effort. You’re leaning over him: your face is hovering mere inches from his own as you watch him in the dark, lips puckered around the plastic stick of the sucker you’re licking at absent-mindedly whilst studying his sharp features. The only source of light is the meek sliver of orange from the street lamp outside his window. It splashes the side of your face to the point that he can see that same glint inside your irises he's seen hours ago.

“What… Mm, what d’you want?” He sounds so sleepy as he draws out the vowels; so deep and raspy - husky. It sends a chill trickling down your spine like it’s a surge of cold water weaved with chunks of ice in-between. If the popping and crackling of burning logs had a voice, it’d be this one.

It’s so improper to feel turned on by the sound of your stepbrother’s morning - does it count as morning already? - voice, but it’s not like you can control it.

His cheek is still warm from sleep as you nudge him again, prodding the bone underneath the soft skin in an attempt of averting your attention from your troubled thoughts. “I brought you your hoodie back, Obi.”

Obito nods before he buries his face further into the pillow. Of course you'll listen to what he says only when it suits you. “And the cap?”

Silence meets him. And then: “Oh, shit.”

He sighs as he looks up at the ceiling, and even though he already knows the answer, he still asks: “Mm?”

“I forgot it at Sakura’s,” you admit quietly, exhaling deeply in apology. “I’m sorry. I’ll get it back first thing tomorrow… I promise!”

You’re expecting him to be angry. To be scowling up at you and starting one of those annoying-ass monologues of how irresponsible you are and that he’s never letting you borrow his stuff again; that you’ll need to pry it from his cold, dead hands if you ever wish to wear it again in this lifetime and how much you suck - all that typical jazz.

But all he does instead, is blink tiredly as he mutters a nonchalant, “Fine.”

You watch the fluttering of his thick eyelashes before he lifts his hand and rubs at his eye. The one that he keeps open is still glazed over with a film of slumber that makes the ebony shade within hazy and blurry at first glance. His pupil is so big, even though you can barely distinguish it from the iris from how matching in colour it is.

“Fine?” You stare down at him in pure astonishment as you keep inhaling his musky scent. Every shallow breath is only unknowingly drawing you closer to him - to your fucking stepbrother.

Obito smells like pine; you’ve noticed it the first time you’ve borrowed - stolen - his hoodie. His scent is potent and sticks to your skin and hair, no matter how long you wear the clothes. It reminds you of the soil underneath your feet, the moss, the roots and the earth itself - like a gloomy morning full of thick air and promises of rain. In all honesty, it makes it hard to concentrate, but you still manage to whisper, “So, you’re not angry with me?”

He looks up at you, eyeing the strawberry lollipop that’s dangling from your bottom lip and coating the inner edge of your pouty mouth a bright red. His voice is merely a hushed whisper of his own as he replies, “No, m’not.”

You don’t know what kind of lewd god possesses you in that moment that makes you pull out the lollipop from your mouth and press it against his lips gently, and yet you’re doing it anyway. Shame.

“Here,” you mumble, coaxing him to take the sweet, “as an apology, since I’ve got nothing better to give ya.”

Obito can see the sheen of your drool coating the sucker; can feel it wetting his lips as you keep pressing it against his mouth. He’s twenty-one, and yet he can’t help but think of it as an indirect kiss, like he's eight again. And perhaps he’s still too brain-dead from sleep, or simply because it’s one in the morning and secrets are spilled easier late at night, but he catches himself saying, “You’ve got plenty of things you could'a given me, if you wanted to.”

Your fingers nearly tremble as you watch him part his plush lips and accept the lollipop the moment the words are out and dangling in the open space between you like some inviting bait you can't help but paw at curiously.

And it’s the way his lips wrap around it; the way you catch the tip of his pink tongue glide over the sugar before he sucks it into his mouth that makes your insides all jittery and jelly-like. That makes you outright start ogling at him now.

“Yeah?” You swallow thickly when he looks away and sits up. He looks so unbothered; sighing and stretching his strong limbs until his white t-shirt is riding up his toned stomach. So tired in all the right, appealing ways. Staring at him like this, you wonder if your saliva matches his own when it comes to sweetness. The indecent thoughts make the needle of your moral compass twitch and falter as you speak again, “Like what, for example?”

Twitch, twitch, twitch. His own needle is pushing downwards in the exact same manner. “You could play with me.”

He can see your eyes widen. “Wh-What…? Play with you?”

It’s the first time he’s managed to make you stutter. To make you unable to retaliate and cut him swiftly with a clever comeback. If he weren’t still half asleep, perhaps he’d feel somewhat proud. Perhaps he'd even let the smirk ghost over his lips. “Play GTA with me… You woke me up, so it’s the least you can do.”

Oh… Oh.

You’re not sure if the rock that’s lifted from your heart at his answer is a good thing or not. Still, you linger on his bed; bare knees sinking into the firm mattress as you tilt your head to the side. “You want to play GTA? Like, right now?”

No, he wants to spend time with his bratty little stepsister. “Mhmmm.”

“Well,” you mumble, making yourself comfortable, ”all right, I guess… But you’ve gotta teach me the controls! I have a life, unlike you, ya know.”

Obito yawns before placing the sucker back into his mouth again. “Sure.”

Oh, he’ll teach you, all right.

—

“Okay, now I get why you play this all the time. It’s pretty fun.”

Your giggle is soft to reach Obito’s ears twenty-five minutes later as you keep swiveling the tiny Smart car you’ve managed to steal across the entire virtual road, chuckling and muttering nonsense at how funny it looks: redecorated in an absurd shade of yellow and plastered with stickers from top to bottom.

“Yeah,” your stepbrother drawls lazily, head tipping back against the headboard of the bed without much interest. “Fun.”

You’re lying on your stomach right beside him and he simply can’t stop staring at your ass. It’s just so cute, looking like a plump little peach; all tight and firm from the way your legs are stretched out and your toes are curling subtly into his white bed sheet every once in a while you come close to dying in the stupid video game and you're trying to focus. You’re like a delicious meal - splayed out right next to him, too busy staring at the screen to realize how hungry his stare has gotten. It’s like you’ve been served on a silver platter.

Just for him. All for him.

God, what he wouldn’t give to place his hand on you. To dig his fingers into the fat of your thigh and just make you whimper and plead for more. To feel the spandex of those tiny shorts you insist on wearing rubbing against him; a horny, lonely male still full of vigour.

But instead, Obito places his hand on his own thigh. He bends his knee as he inches it up and rests it on the bulge that’s straining his light grey sweatpants. He sighs when he feels the friction. Resists a groan when his fingers curl around his cock right over the cotton. It’s thick, but he can still feel the pressure even over the single layer. Even more, because he isn’t wearing any underwear underneath.

Is he seriously going to jerk it to his stepsister? While she's right there - next to him? It’s so wrong… But why does it feel so right? So good?

“Fuck yeah!” Your celebratory whisper-shout causes your ass to push high into the air as you finish the race and wave the controller around. The smug look you give him over your shoulder makes his heart hammer inside his ribcage as he immediately drops his hand back to his side.

No self-love tonight, it seems.

But his cock is just so damn hard. It twitches and throbs; especially when your tongue pokes out past your bottom lip to tease him further. “Did you see that? Did you see how well I did? I only drove over one hooker, hah.”

No, he didn't. Sadly, Obito was too busy staring at your ass and imagining how snug his dick would be in-between those plush cheeks. How good it'd feel if he spread them apart and pushed his cock into that sopping hole underneath. Until you'd be crying from how full your pussy would become with him.

“Yeah,” he mutters quietly. His eyes are so glossy that the glaze reminds you of the liquid eyeliner you use from time to time. “You did great. Just one hooker is great.”

“You fucker,” you grumble, kicking his leg, “you weren’t even watching.”

“Sure I was,” he immediately lies through his teeth, sucking in a sharp breath at the surge of pain. “I’ve seen it all.”

“Liar.”

“Call me that again,” he says, tone somber and dark all of a sudden. “I dare you.”

You pucker your lips before a naughty smirk smooths them right back down. “Lia- Ah!”

The squeal you let out sounds a bit too loud with the late hour when he grabs your foot to stop you from causing him any more ache when you try to hit him again. His touch is ticklish but it is also overpowering. It sends tingles creeping up your neck, especially when his fingers wrap around your ankle when you try to escape him.

You’re laughing now; play fighting for some vaguely intimate reason that you’re both trying to conceal underneath the pretense of gaiety as you toss and turn around the bed. The game is long since forgotten. Just like your morals.

After all, in the midst of all the chaos: Obito has somehow managed to end up on top of you, finding improper comfort in the tight space between your legs as your thighs keep rubbing the sides of his waist every time his fingers dig into the sensitive spot right underneath your ribs.

The jab makes your back arch in the process. Makes him do it again and again. Oh god, he's so turned on by it that it makes him sweat.

Trying to keep quiet for your parents’ sake that are asleep downstairs, a gasp leaves you the moment your stepbrother presses a finger to your lips in a meek attempt to shush you. You’re staring up at him now - all doe-eyed and panting, with your hair all askew and with your chest heaving in that tight crop top that certainly leaves nothing to the imagination when it comes to fantasizing how your tits look like. Quite literally; he can see the two cute nubs poking against the fabric.

Obito sounds breathless as he says, “What?”

The outline of his dick is so visible through his sweatpants, and yet you can’t bring yourself to say what you’re thinking about. Can’t admit it - not even in the safety of the darkness to surround you.

The poor Uchiha is completely red in the face from all the movement as he keeps looking down at you all puzzled; his shoulders rising and falling in the same unsteady rhythm of his inhales and exhales that push past his parted lips.

He’s wound up so close to you that you can smell the sugary strawberry on his breath and see the way the artificial colouring has tinted the inside of his mouth. Christ, he looks so innocently charming like this, despite his rather rugged appearance. So fucking sweet - all sunshine and daisies.

And somehow; for some unknown, inexplicable reason, he looks even sweeter when he swallows audibly the moment you place a soft kiss on his finger pad and twirl your tongue right across the print without any sort of explanation or warning. Just the way his Adam's apple bobs inside his throat is enough to get you going.

And somehow; for some even more foreign, unfathomable reason, you look just as lovely as he shoves his digit even deeper into your mouth, as if in silent agreement. As he pushes it in right to the knuckle - until you’re sucking on it in the same manner you did on the lollipop you’ve shoved into his mouth half an hour ago and that he’s long since chewed away.

The tension between you is so thick that it makes it hard to breathe properly. At long last, you’ve finally both acknowledged its presence. To say that you feel on edge would be an understatement.

Especially when he leans in even further and traces the length of your entire bottom lip with the tip of his finger that’s covered in your drool now. When he looks at you with eyes that you can swear burn crimson in colour, or perhaps it’s just the darkness and your nerves playing tricks on you.

Must be that. Why on earth would his eyes turn red, after all? Better yet: how?

You loose a petrified sigh when his thumb hooks underneath your chin and he tilts your head upwards to make you look at him better. To make you share the same breath with him, that you're both secretly yearning to exchange.

His voice sounds so small and hesitant as he whispers, “Why are you here this late, y/n? In my room; at one in the morning?”

And you just can’t bring yourself to answer. Well, at least not by using words.

So you kiss him instead.

Neither of you thinks about anything in particular the moment your fingers curl around the collar of his t-shirt and tug until his lips are crashing against your own clumsily, and your tongue finds its way into his strawberry-coated mouth. You’re just panting; groaning down each other’s throats and trying to grab a hold of each other as tightly as you can.

You both know that what you’re doing is wrong, but god fucking damn it - you’d be lying if you said it didn’t feel good. So good, in fact, that you just keep going. That you keep touching and rocking against each other, sweating and nearly purring like two happy kitties from the wanton friction that’s beginning to buzz between your hot and bothered bodies.

You continue to relish the unfamiliar sensation as his breathing picks up and you begin to mewl when those big, rough hands, that you’ve subtly been eyeing during the entirety of every family dinner, begin to explore your body in awkward, albeit determined gropes.

He’s attempting to fondle and feel every single one of your curves, whilst still tasting your saliva just as fervently. And perhaps you’d laugh at how boyishly enthusiastic he is with it, if you weren’t stuck in the same boat as him; stroking his broad shoulders and scratching the nape of his neck with your pretty fingernails over and over again.

Everything is a blur as you begin to practically tear each other’s clothes off. As your crop top finds its rightful place on the floor of his bedroom, and his hot mouth finds your neck; latching and sucking on the sweet spot just underneath your jaw and blessing you with a hickey you’ll have to somehow figure out a way of hiding from your mother in the morning.

Neither of you wastes time with romance. Any form of tenderness is too risky and needs to be dealt with quickly, if you wish for the curiosity to be appeased and the urge to be satisfied with zero mishaps and no surprise visits from your parents.

So you find yourself lying on your stomach once more, but this time with the weight of your stepbrother pressing you flat against the mattress and those tempting shorts dangling around your ankle, along with your black thong. All until your cheek is flushed against his bed and a lewd mixture of your drool and tears is dotting the bed sheet that smells just as intoxicating and delicious as him.

Honestly, it’s like you’re being hugged by him from the top and bottom. Every inhale feels sacred as you keep filling your lungs with his scent. As he fills you up in return.

“Obiii,” you whine needily, clawing at the duvet that’s somehow managed to find its way underneath your hands. “Oh-...! Oh, fuck!”

“Shh, shh,” Obito soothes you like a good big brother, even though his cock is practically splitting you in half as he tries to stuff all of it into your tight little hole that simply refuses to stretch enough to accept him wholly. “Please keep quiet, cutie. I love your pretty moans, but please... We’ll get, ah… Fuck, you’ll get us in trouble if you keep bein’ so loud.”

“I can’t!” You cry out, as your hips quicken their adorable wiggling underneath him. “Ca-... Can’t keep quiet.”

“You gotta try at least… Gotta try and lemme in, too,” he mumbles in reply as he kisses your naked shoulder blade. You feel the saliva to coat your skin when his teeth graze over the bone. It’s like a mark. One you’re too ashamed to admit you’d be proud to wear.

He’s breathing so heavily against your shoulder that the warmth makes goosebumps erupt all over your arms. Especially when he says: “Be good and listen to your-... Your brother, okay?”

He knows what’s best for you.

The sentence nearly makes you explode into a million little pieces of pleasure that will never get a chance of connecting again. There’s a kink hiding somewhere within it; grinning at you wolfishly and coaxing you to explore it with your greedy little hands. With your lips. Mouth. Every other hole, too.

Your body feels like it's on fire because of it.

But try all you might, you seriously can’t help when it comes to making noise. The stretch his dick gives you burns hot as you lift your hips and arch your back to take more of him, however it feels just as good. He’s going in completely raw and hasn’t even given you any foreplay, and yet your cunt is drenched to the brink of embarrassment from just kissing him; walls eager to be stroked and spoiled by the love of his fat cock.

Perhaps you’re wet and ready because you’re not supposed to be doing this. Because you’re not supposed to know how your stepbrother’s cock feels inside you, and yet here you are: a naughty, dirty girl squeaking and whimpering like a slut from feeling so full with it.

“Fucking prancin’ ‘round in those shorts like you own the place,” he says, his voice low and dangerous like the rumble of thunder before a storm. “Testin’ me all the fuckin’ time… God, you're such a bad little sister.”

Excuse his lack of manners, but Obito is nearly losing his mind above you from having to call you such a filthy term, as well as how you react to it the way you do. His hand is shaking as it grips the back of your neck the moment he at long last manages to bottom out within you, and as the waistband of the grey sweatpants, that he still has hanging loosely around his hips, struggles to stay in place with the single, harsh thrust he gives you now.

The push makes the tip of his cock shove past that barrier of tight muscles that’s protecting your cervix, making it too painful for you to endure. Jesus, he’s massive. So thick and heavy inside you, that you’re starting to feel like you’re going to die the most blissful death known to humankind if he doesn't start to move soon.

Your head shoots up at the sensation; at the pang of ache that makes your eyes cross so intensely that those begin to hurt, too. You’re lucky - so damn lucky that he’s smart enough to cover your mouth with his hand the moment a high-pitched scream bubbles up your throat and slips right past your adorably ‘o’ shaped mouth.

The salt of your tears drips down to his knuckles. Trickles right to his wrist.

“Hah… You’re-... Mmh.” He laughs now - laughs as he watches you squirm and writhe underneath him; plump ass jiggling and bumping against his abdomen just like he’s imagined it would as he pulls back and slams right back home inside your adorable cunt again. He can see the glimmer of slick and can hear the squelch. God, you’re like a porn star, but better.

And he's like a bear; so big and strong to hold you in place as he paws at your tight body.

Obito wants to tell you that you feel good, he truly does. He wants to tell you that you look so fucking pretty like this: all disheveled and sweaty and panting as you keep squeezing his dick and leaking warm, milky arousal all over it just because he’s inside, inside, inside, but he simply can’t. He can’t even form words from how overwhelmed he feels, much less fathom the entire situation and if it truly is happening.

So he shows you instead.

He shows you by fucking you into the mattress the moment you stop crying; with his massive hand clamping over your mouth the entire time as his fingers painfully prod at your gums in-between every thrust. He shows you with the swing of his hips, with the way his cock forces its way into you nice and hard and deep. With his heavy panting to brush against your earlobe with every ragged breath, and every incoherent mumble of a particularly nasty curse you’ve never heard him use before.

Obito gives you his all - well, as much as he’s able to without waking the entire goddamn house, though he still makes you sweat and cry and drool and gush during the entirety of it. How his hips drill into your own is mind-numbing and dopamine-inducing. You’re literally not able to think straight from the way he’s pounding into you now - even less capable of collecting your fuzzy mind into something decent.

“You ain’t my sister,” he mumbles at some point whilst you’re orgasming and spilling your love all over his cock for a second time in the rough span of ten minutes. The veins atop his knuckles are prominent as he squeezes the back of your neck and smiles against your temple. “You’re my bitch.”

Unbeknownst to you, his gaze glows like embers in the night as he watches your face contort into pure, divine pleasure the moment you sink it further into the bed sheet at the derogatory term. The action just makes you push your ass higher into the air. Your legs are trembling, but you insist on being good for him, just so that he’ll make you cum for a third time.

Still high in the midst of immoral bliss, you fail to notice that he’s already called you his.

Sneaky little Uchiha. So possessive.

#obito #obito uchiha #naruto smut #obito smut #obito x reader #obito x you #obito x y/n

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vulpisnocturna · 8 months

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13 WITH OBITO PLS😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 but maybe actually obito wanting his friends to know what he’s doing with reader👀

Oohhh let me see

Link to NSFW prompt list

13) character playing a video game with their friends on a call. Reader arrives and tries to have sex with character while telling them to continue playing. character now has to keep quiet or else their friends will hear them.

Warnings: oral sex (m receiving), masturbation, vaginal sex, light exhibitionism

NSFW - Minors do not interact

You were bored off your mind. Obito had been playing with his friends for hours, and the screams he let out when he was in a pinch made you roll your eyes. It was already midnight, and you had even worn some cute lingerie you’d bought as you waited for him to finish playing and give you some attention, but he was not dying, and his games were lasting something like forty minutes each. You huffed, chewing your lip as you debated going to bed. But you wouldn’t even be able to fall asleep, all because he was being so loud. Therefore, you devised a different plan. If he wasn’t going to give you any attention, you would make him pay for it. You smirked, looking at yourself in the tall floor mirror of your shared bedroom. The lace of the bralette was sinful, and your ass looked amazing in those panties. You knew Obito went crazy for lingerie, and you knew he was not a man with a lot of restraint when it came to sex. You grinned, tiptoeing to the living room and peering over the door to see if he was on a video call. But although his mic was connected and placed in front of him on the coffee table, he hadn’t connected a webcam. You used the lack of awareness of his surroundings on his part to your advantage, sauntering over to the sofa and nestling yourself between his legs. Obito did not see you at first, and when he felt your head plop down on his thigh, his hand went to mute his mic, but he did not look at you as his fingers tapped the buttons of his controller at a crazy speed.

‘What’s up, baby?’ he asked, his brow furrowed in concentration as he continued to play.

‘I want to play too’ you said, looking at him and smirking.

‘You hate League’ he said, stealing a glance at you.

Obito had expected everything but to see you nearly naked, wearing the most beautiful, flimsy lingerie he had ever seen in his life. You looked up at him, giving him a sultry look as you ran your hand on his thigh. Obito swallowed, giving very brief glances to the game whenever his friends shouted in his ear that he was making them lose.

‘I was thinking something a little different’ you murmured, closing in on his already semi-hard cock.

‘Baby… let me tell them I’m going’ he made a move for the mic, but you stopped his hand, all the while palming his cock.

‘You want to play so badly? Then play. You’d better be quiet if you don’t want them to hear you’ you said, and Obito felt his cheeks redden as he watched you take his cock out of his pants and stroke it gently, watching as it hardened in your hand.

‘Turn. On. Your. Mic’ you drawled, and Obito wet his lips, groaning softly as you swiped your thumb over the tip of his cock before he went back to the game.

‘Sorry guys- had to pause for a sec’ he said, voice slightly strained as you squeezed gently and twisted your hand as you stroked him.

Not making any sound was becoming harder and harder by the minute, but when he caught a glimpse of your tongue lolling out of your mouth and lapping at his cock, he couldn’t contain a small groan.

‘You good, Obito?’ he heard his friend say, and his eyes narrowed, his cock twitching despite everything at the idea of being discovered. Of them knowing you were licking his cock that very moment. Kitten licks across the tip and your tongue pressing on the underside, your hand continuing to stimulate the base of his cock, your pretty eyes on him. God he wanted to praise you so badly. Wanted to tell you just how pretty you looked, how sexy you were.

When your hot, wet mouth engulfed him, Obito took a sharp breath, his blood roaring in his ears as you hollowed your cheeks, letting your saliva coat his cock as you bobbed your head forward and back, your free hand going down to play with your clit underneath your lacy knickers. Obito almost came at that sight alone.

‘Mhh-mhh’ he answered his friend when he asked him again, his hips jerking as you sank on him until your nose was against his pelvis.

Christ.

Obito wanted to die. You let out a quiet moan, and his lips parted in bliss at the vibration of your voice, his vision getting hazy as he stole a glance at your fingers pumping inside you. He wanted to do it. He wanted to make you straddle his face and feel you suck his cock at the same time. Wanted to watch you ride his cock and see the way your perfect tits bounced in front of his face. He was breathing a little more heavily now, trying to contain himself, his orgasm so close as you sucked and licked and made your mouth even tighter for him.

And then you stopped. Obito groaned softly, almost throwing the controller when you took your lingerie off and climbed on his lap, straddling him.

Oh, he almost didn’t care if they heard. You were such a sight as you sank on his cock, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, your teeth digging in the flesh of your bottom lip, your tight little cunt engulfing him and milking his cock. He gave a jerk of his hips that made you jolt as a whimper escaped you.

‘You heard that? Who was that?’ his friends asked, and Obito bit hard on the curve of your neck as you started riding him, grinding on him and taking your own pleasure. His hips snapped into yours with every thrust, and he angled his pelvis to better reach the little place that made you moan like a slut all the time. Let them hear, he thought. Let them hear what his cock did to you.

He removed one hand from the controller to pinch one of your nipples before he went back, and a shit-eating grin was plastered on his face when you couldn’t help but moan.

‘Obito, you watchin’ porn or somethin?’ one of his friends asked, and he smirked at you as your eyes widened.

‘Is that why you’re doing so shit today?’ another one laughed. Obito scoffed, letting himself get swarmed by all the minions.

‘My girl’s being needy’ he said, revelling in your sweet little whimper and your flushed cheeks.

‘The fuck you doin’ playing League then?’ they laughed and Obito sighed, making you moan again with a snap of his hips.

‘I’ll go now. Try not to jerk off to my girl’ he said, muting the mic and throwing the controller on the sofa, slapping your ass and making you mewl.

‘Filthy girl. Did you want them to hear you moan for my cock? You’re so dirty’ he pulled your hair, taking control as he slammed his hips into you, making you moan loudly.

‘Oh, you are going to pay for this little stunt you pulled’

#don’t come at me for league #i hate it so much #and i know very little about it #obito uchiha #obito smut #obito uchiha smut #uchiha obito #obito x reader #obito x y/n #obito x you #naruto smut #obito imagines

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uchihagods · 3 months

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protective & possessive obito/reader headcanons, please?

POSSESSIVE!OBITO, FEMALE READER. | MODERN AU, HEADCANONS.

warnings: not-detailed smut, jealousy, lots of kissing, a very possessive!obito, and i’m not gonna apologize :>, fluff content, hickeys, usage of y/n, mention of the words ass and crotch, kakashi and rin are together here, just for the sake of the plot, i don’t really ship kakashi with anyone, let alone with rin, tons of pda, obito crossing the line.

wc: 0.9k

character/s: obito uchiha <3; featuring: kakashi, rin.

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IMPORTANT!… please, feel free to ignore if any of these topics trigger you; read at your own risk!

okay, how do i even start this? obito’s the definition of possessive, that’s for sure. like, you’re just his?? he likes to remind you and the others, especially the others, that you’re his girlfriend and his alone; it could be an arm encircling your waist to pull you closer to his chest the moment he catches some random guys staring at you as if you were not (and very) taken, obito’s lips would remain on your temple longer than necessary as he shoot daggers at their direction until they had no choice but to look away; or it could be stolen kisses every time you two went out to a public place full of people, with him lifting your chin delicately with one finger to guide your glossy lips to his own impatient ones to begin a (soon heated) ‘innocent’ and ‘sweet’ kiss. you always were the one to break the contact first, reminding him where you were with flushed cheeks and teary eyes, to which he would just peck you once more before letting go.

now, obito’s possessiveness had nothing to do with some lack of confidence shit; no, none of that. it simply was the need to claim you in front of everyone, to make everyone aware that you chose him and you were dating him; he was just proud of you being his that sometimes he couldn’t contain himself, feeling extremely lucky to have a woman like you by his side and to be the only one who could have you sleeping in his arms at night after a love-making session.

honestly, the entire length of your neck would be covered by his hickeys. apart from the fact that he loves to suck on your sensitive skin until the purples and reds began to appear so then he could appreciate the string of saliva connecting his lips to your neck once they separated from there, he also loves the way your face reddens every time your friends notice them and just wondered: ‘really? again, obito? give y/n a rest!’

if you two are planning on going to a party together, you better prepare yourself for what's about to come... since you happen to be the center of attention of those who were looking for a one-night stand, obito would be absolutely stuck to your side with a protective arm around your middle or with his fingers intertwining yours. eventually, he’d let you go so you could spend time with your friends just like he'd spend time with his, casting a glance in your direction every now and then to make sure you're okay and smiling to himself when he identified the unique way your beautiful eyes sparkled with joy.

but that same smile on obito’s face quickly turned into a deep frown the moment he spotted a short guy approaching your location all confident and determined to get whatever was on his mind. at first, obito didn't move from where he was with his friends, knowing damn well that you could handle the situation all by yourself (of course it had nothing to do with that time when you got absolutely upset with him for being a little too protective over you). it took exactly two minutes for your boyfriend to decide to intervene now that he confirmed this guy's intentions, pulling you to his chest by his delicate grip on your hips before he could lay a hand on you; you gasped in surprise when you perceived obito’s presence behind you, noticing the way his fingers tightened on your flesh as he asked the guy if there’s something he needed. even though you did not want to admit it, you were pretty sure your underwear was somehow… wetter,,

after that inconvenience, obito would drag you to the dance floor so you could be as close to him as possible; with your ass moving against his crotch in rhythm of the music, biting your lip the moment you felt he was getting… excited.

obito would NEVER confess (it was so obvious, tho) that his possessiveness and protectiveness increase remarkably in the presence of kakashi, he’d kiss and touch you more than usual. once, you three were in rin’s room waiting for her to come back with some food, you’d casually got up from your place next to kakashi on the bed and when you passed in front of obito on the way back he just sat you on his lap whilst one of his hands rested atop your upper thigh and began to caress the skin there; your face turned red as a tomato when obito’s lips latched onto your neck, his eyes fixed on kakashi’s… but before he could get any further, you stood up quickly and covered with your palm the new mark he gave you, looking at him in shock:

lil peek ahead,

“OBITO!” you exclaimed, embarrassed. “what’s wrong with you? you can’t just… do things like that in front of our friend!”

“you’re my…”

“so what?!” you reproached him, “that doesn’t mean you can act all primal…”

“it’s okay, y/n.” kakashi stepped in with a calm voice. “my best friend here needs a reminder every now and then that i’ve got a girlfriend too, i get it.”

“oh, yeah? are you sure i’-…?”

“ENOUGH!” you cut him off. “we’ll talk about this later, obito.” you walked towards your previous seat next to your friend, ignoring obito’s low grunt.

end of the lil peek,

deep inside your boyfriend knows he has to work on that side of him, and he’s gonna do it for the good of your relationship.

it’ll take a while, but he’ll make it.

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#kha’s.posting #obito x reader #obito x y/n #obito x you #obito headcanons #obito smut #naruto headcanons #naruto smut #naruto fanfiction

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or0ch1maru · 3 months

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If you would want to write it: I'd die to see more of your exhibitionist Tobi!! 😳🙏🏻

18+, minors DNI! Pure filth, smut and more smut

Rough sex, degrading, praising, Exhibitionism, Obito makes an appearance🫶🏻

Clenched my thighs together while writing this, omg😩 he’s just so dreamy…fuck

•

•you pissed off your partner, and royally for that matter

•but yet again, your boyfriend is REALLY jealous, despite the ruse he shows off to the rest of your team. The childlike, goofy, and sarcastic attitude is nothing compared to his true personality

•how you got yourself in this position, face mushed deep into your mattress as Tobi’s cock repeatedly hits your g-spot, orgasm after orgasm, even your begging and whining about being overstimulated isn’t enough for him to stop, which only makes you wetter

•is because you were seen by your usual sweet natured partner as you spoke with Deidara. You listened intently as the explosive blonde went into detail about his most recent mission, wrecking havoc with his explosives when Tobi rounded the corner and spotted you

•of course, your sweet boy acted like he always does, teasing and taunting his comrade about his detonating jutsu until Deidara had enough, leaving for his room

•that’s when your felt Tobi’s gloved hand grip the back of your neck firmly, guiding you back to your shared bedroom

•he wasted no time stripping you of your cloak and clothes, leaving them in a pile somewhere near the bed

•despite being fully nude, Tobi’s clothed. Apart from his akatsuki cloak, which he goes without while he’s home, he’s hidden under his long sleeve, and everyday pants.

• “think you’re being cute huh? Laughing it up with deidara when you know all he wants to do is get in your pants?” Tobi growls from behind you as he positions you how he wants on your bed. Face down, ass up, with your legs spread. Everything on display for your boyfriend

•a swift smack lands on your ass, causing you to let out a whine. The dull ache between your legs growing to a persistent throb as his hand lands another firm spank to your soft flesh

• “you think I’m dumb, don’t you? Thinking you can just parade around here, looking cute as you talk to other men. Acting like I don’t exist” Tobi continues, throwing taunts and accusations at you every which way. A satisfied hum leaves his lips as he watches you clench around nothing

•taking note of how pathetic you look, from your ass, all red and tender, tears forming in the corners of your eyes as he teases yet refusing to touch you, to your puffy clit, all wet with your slick

•he gives you a mercy

•you faintly hear him spit, pulling his mask back down before cupping your cunt

•you twitch beneath him as you feel a finger trace up and down over your slit. The slow pace in which your partner is moving, is making you impatient

• “Tobi..” you whine your partners name as you buck backwards into his hand, which he replies with a smack to your cunt

• “behave baby or you’ll get nothing.” He coo’s, going back to his ministrations.

•you gasp when you feel a large finger slide in, pumping in and out. Lewd noises coming from your pussy mix with your muffled moans, only to get louder as he slips a second finger inside you.

•you always wonder how much more he can stretch you, only to be constantly reminded anytime he finger fucks you, getting you prepared before filling you with his length

•you cum embarrassingly fast the moment he slides a third digit in, drenching the sheets beneath you as you squirt and make a mess all over his gloves

• “so fucking pathetic..such a dirty girl baby” Tobi purrs as he fucks you through your orgasm, pulling his hand away to pull his cock out

•you push your hips back when you feel his tip prod your entrance, eager for your boyfriend to fuck you

•you’ll never admit it, even though you’re pretty sure he knows, but you purposely go out of your way to hold long conversations with your teammates, only to end up like this. Fucked stupid to the point you can’t even remember your own name

•both of you let out a moan as you feel each other. Tobi’s hands firmly grip your hips as he pushes himself deeper.

•your small hands bunching up the sheets in your grip

•he starts off with slow, and deep thrusts. Letting you take him to the hilt

•before picking up his pace, fucking into you with abandon

•you’ve cum four times already, just from the short time you’ve been filled by him

•and you’re about to make it five times when the knock on your bedroom door scares it away

•you tense, trying to hide your face in the bed to keep your moans from being heard, only for Tobi to fuck you harder

•he grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling you up so that your back is against his chest. The new angle only making it harder to control yourself

• “be nice and tell whoever’s on the other side of the door to come in”, demands your partner.

• “but-.” You begin, only to be met with a single hard thrust

• “don’t make me ask twice baby” he coo’s, bringing the hand that was holding your hip around until he finds your clit, rubbing gentle circles over the puffy nub

• “c-come in” you manage to say. Your words breaking as you feel a mix of pleasure, so close to the edge as Tobi plays with you, to the embarrassment that whoever is on the other side of your door is going to see you like this

•the door slides open, and all you hear is “hey, so as I was saying earlier-.” Deidara’s sentence comes to a stop as he takes in the scene

•Tobi buried deep within your walls, one hand playing with your clit as the other holds you against him by your neck

•your tits bouncing with each thrust

•apart from your leader pain, and his wife, Konan, Deidara is the only other mate to hear Tobi’s real voice, which doesn’t surprise you when you hear him converse back to the blonde

•what surprises you, is how fast your fifth orgasm rolls around as you feel Deidara’s eyes on you

•your eyes close as your partner fucks you through yet another climax, your moans coming out hitched as your slick runs down your thighs and onto the sheets.

•your mind was all fuzzy and didn’t realize deidara had left until you heard the door close behind him. You lost track of time, not knowing how long he and Tobi had spoke for

• “such a whore, coming all over me as our teammate watched…” your boyfriend coo’s into your ear before letting you go. Your hands fly out to catch yourself as you slowly lower your body back into the mattress

• “T-tobi..” you whine as another orgasm approaches

• “I know baby, I know.” He reassures, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he chases his own release

• “m’ gonna.” You whimper. “Fuck.” The curse slips from Tobi’s lips as his release washes over him the same time yours does

•you barely register your boyfriend pulling himself from you

•suddenly your enveloped in warmth, the smell of his cologne filling your nose as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. His orange mask sitting on the bed beside the two of you

• “you know I love you baby.” He whispers softly, stroking your hair while his other hand draws shapes on your back

• “mhm” you hum. “Love you too” you reply gently, your eyes closing as you bury yourself into his torso

• you’re almost asleep when you hear your lover speak up again

• “maybe I’ll have him join in next time..”

#akatsuki #akatsuki members #obito my beloved #obito x y/n #obito smut #obito x reader #my obito #obito headcanons #obito x you #obito uchiha #obito x deidara #tobi akatsuki #tobi smut

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mila-uchiha · 2 years

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Hi its a different anon from the others who sent the jealous ex bfs but do you think you can do one for hashirama, tobirama, and obito?

Take your time ofc and make sure to take care of yourself💖

Jealous Ex Bfs Pt 3 ☾ Naruto NSFW Headcanons

⚘ hashirama, tobirama, obito x fem!reader

a/n: high af rn. lol. enjoy peeople sorry its been a lil over a week ahh!! anon u are also v sweet and i hope u all are taking care of yourselves too! part 1 and part 2 found there,,, also i made a taglist! go check my pinned post to be tagged in dis juicy shi

warnings: NSFW (minors do not interact), rough sex, degradation kink, praise kink, dub con ish, choking, oral m receiving, cream pie, daddy kink

hashirama

first hokage,,, cough cough, very powerful man,,, brings you into his office after hearing whispers about you with a new guy.. he basically knows everything

holds a smirk on his face the entire time he's speaking to you

"so this is how this is gonna be, huh y/n?"

faces your back against his stomach and presses his crotch into your ass,, then bends you down and gently thrusts his hips

"that's right, be a good girl and bend over"

"you're not allowed to be bent over in front of anyone but daddy, understand?"

fucks you from behind harshly, watching his dick enter in and out of your cunt in awe

"oh fuck, squeeze around my cock, yeah"

grabs your hair around his fist and pulls harshly so you arch your back more

"arch your back, do it for daddy"

cums inside you and tells you that you were always his, nobody else's

tobirama

ohhhh fuck,, lord second, aka tobirama, ahem aka the most jealous person you will meet

shows up at your house unannounced just to confront you about this "guy" he's been hearing about

"are you fucking serious?" he'd say in a stern but calm tone, not showing any facial expressions the entire time

grabs your waist, holding his lips only inches away from yours

"do you need to be punished to remember that i own you?"-- "tobi, we aren't together anymore"-- "uh uh,, shhhh"

proceeds to slide his finger in your mouth slowly, letting you suck on it as you look up at him

"get on your knees. now."

throat fucks you harshly until there's tears falling from your eyes and you're begging him to stop

cums all over your face and in your mouth like the 'good girl' you are

fucks you in missionary after while his hand chokes your neck

"my little slut, you're mine"

obito

sees you out in public with a guy and basically snatches you from him and takes you to his house

locks you in his room and rests you on his bed to lie down as he towers over you now

"naughty girl, why wasn't i aware you were out being a slut?"

"don't you remember how good my cock felt? don't you miss that?"

undresses you so you're all naked for him and makes you bend over on his bed

proceeds to slap your ass roughly, making you count out loud for each slap as he turns your ass red

"say it louder. i can't hear you."

"has my slut been a good girl? does she need her reward now?"

puts you on your stomach and spreads your legs as he inserts his cock

rubs your clit while fucking you and makes you squirt all over his cock before cumming deep inside your cunt

"that's right, baby, nobody else will make you squirt like me"

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thevirtualvalentine · 8 months

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000. NARUTO, OBITO UCHIHA.

content warnings: (rough) face fucking, tobi who uses his madara impression on you, afab / femme reader, tbh he’s kinda mean, reader wants this guy bad, fatdicked!obito (real),

plot: you fuck around and find out with Tobi, they say curiosity killed the cat.

Can you imagine hanging around the akatsuki, for some reason you’re like .. really attached (attracted) to the goofy guy in the mask that’s just so silly and kinda a joy to be around. He’s real sweet to you and overall a lot different than the other cloaked members you’d met, he talks a bunch too! It helps to fill the more quiet spaces in your life.

You start trying to hold his hand, he’s pretty skittish at first. Pulling away and retracting before he’s the one initiating the touch with you in full force. Grabbing onto you or jumping into your arms when mean n’ grumpy Deidara yells at him for being a shitty partner and a sasori replacement. “Y/n!! Save me! Deidara-senpai is being a big ole meanie. Tobi doesn’t deserve this inhumane treatment! I’ll be calling HR on you.” Always dramatic and so whiny.

Then you keep seeing him, spending time with him alone in remote hideouts. He never takes off that mask of his, but you can clearly see his deep dark eye that stares into you. Even if your conversation isn’t ever breaching bellow surface level, you know he’s listening intently. He may be unserious and full of quirks, but he really does have his own sense of charm. You’ve always felt there was more to this guy than what he’s showing, maybe if you got to know him a bit more .. personally you’d figure it out.

One day you honestly just can’t take it anymore. “Tobi have you ever .. uhhh , you know.” You’re playing with your hands because you feel entirely ridiculous asking this masked entity such a lewd question. You’re starting to think it’s because of that same damn mask that you’re where you are now.

“Have I ever what y/n! You can tell me, Tobi’s a great listener~” he goads you, completely unaware of the whorish request you have in store for him. That same cheerful voice that makes you feel so comforted is asking you to be honest with him, your legs touching as you sit together on the floor.

“Y’know, you ever do it with anyone?” You’re gesturing with your hands nervously as he tilts his head in confusion.

“Do it? Do what! Tobi doesn’t quite understand what pretty miss y/n is asking for.” He places his hands together while leaning his head to the side, playing such an innocent role in all this.

“Has anyone ever sucked your dick?” You can’t even bother to face his masked appearance as it finally tumbled forth from your lips, the question you’ve been itching to ask. “Like, touched you in a way you liked or that felt really good?” He can’t be that unadulterated can he? If so this was going to be a very awkward conversation.

“Ooooo, does y/n wanna make Tobi feel good? Naughty girl asking such questions.” He waggles his finger at you as if to insinuate you were a pervert for asking him anything like that. He doesn’t answer your question but he doesn’t deny it either, pulling the tide of control back into his own hands.

“Eugh not when you put it like that” you cover your face with your hands in embarrassment, heat rising throughout your body wishing you could take back what you just asked.

“Tobi doesn’t mind, m’not stoppin you.” A schoolgirl like giggle escapes him as he stands up, shedding the ostentatiously long coat. Oh wow, you didn’t expect this guy to be so built, what the hell was he hiding under that cloak? An all black ensemble that covers him from head to toe but defines all of his muscle groups with a pair of black gloves. Still, the omnipresent mask doesn’t move.

You’re stuck peering up at him from your knees as he slides his fingers beneath your chin, angling your head to face him as he’s shrouded in light. “Still wanna suck my cock? Or did you change your mind.” When he speaks this time he doesn’t sound like Tobi, his eye flickers to life in dark red hues through the hole of his mask. The deep tone makes your jaw drop as you stare at him dumbly, grabbing his wrist as you scramble to make sense of what just happened. His entire being just changed in front of you, not even his chakra feels the same as it did before. They say curiosity killed the cat.

“Tobi?” You ask, almost afraid of what his answer could be. His chakra is dark and ominous, cool and uninviting as it swallows you whole. If Tobi had left and been replaced with another person in the blink of an eye, you’d believe them.

“No.” It’s simple, but you’ll take it. “Go on.”

You meekly nod your head while obeying his command, that voice of his is making your underwear drenched. That same red eye watches your nimble hands shake as you pull his cock out, “I’ll take care of you, good care.” The unnamed man pats your head in an effort to calm you but you just keep getting wetter and wetter each time he speaks. Something in his mannerism compels you to listen as if you’re in a trance.

“So obedient, what a good girl.” He’s not unaware of what his voice is doing to you, sharingan abilities and all. He just finds it cute, been waiting for this day for months. The day you stop beating around the bush and ask him for what he wants.

He’s thick, much thicker and longer than what you thought a man like Tob— no, whoever this man is, would be. You lick your lips at the sight of his angry brown tip that’s leaking thick globs of pre cum, begging for you to lick it up. He’s so hard it’s slapping against his own abdomen. What kind of expression must be on his face beneath that mask to be this stiff right in front of you.

He revels in the way you size him up, unabashed staring at the monster hidden beneath his pants. He thanks his Uchiha genes for such a pretty cock, it’s truly a masterpiece. “Don’t be shy when you were so eager earlier, I don’t bite.” A heavy chuckle leaves him as you start to work his pre up and down his shaft, spitting in your hands as it requires both appendages to fully jerk him off.

Once you find a rhythm with your hands that satisfies the man before you enough to elicit a grunt, you pop his head between your lips, suckling on the slit hoping to make him moan out. “Just like that, what a smart girl you are. You really know how to suck dick, hm?” But again, it’s him making you gush and clench your thighs as you sit up on your knees to suck him off. If you knew it was gonna be like this you would have asked Tobi to fuck eons ago, what the hell???

You start to take more of him in your mouth inch by inch, using a hand to brace yourself against his toned thigh. Your wrist twists in atune with each bob of your head along his girth as your cheeks hollow in. You try breathing through your nose so you won’t ruin the mood by gagging, but he’s just too thick. “What? Too big for you? Thought you wanted to suck my dick.”

You pull off of him trying to explain yourself but he doesn’t care, grabbing you by the curls as his red eye lowers in disappointment. “Less talking, ore sucking.” You’re shoved back on his fat cock while it jabs the back of your throat, effectively face fucking you.

“Your throat’s so warm, mhhm, and tight. Can you breathe down there?” Drool dribbles down his balls as your throat constricts around his cock. Tears forming in your waterline from the assault on your throat. You want to touch yourself to relieve the unbearable ache in your cunny from being used as a hole to fuck but the lack of oxygen makes you dumb, compliant in whatever way he holds your head still with his big hands. His heavy balls slap your chin with each thrust into your face.

It’s exhilarating and you almost wish you could thank him for using you so well, it’s exactly what you’ve been craving. You gurgle around his shaft with each drag of his hips, he doesn’t moan but groans when your tongue laps the underside of his cock. “Such a cute little thing, kept following me around. Wanted to fuck this throat so bad. Kept teasing me too, bet you were fantasizing about it.”

To say this is what you were expecting is far from the truth, you thought you’d have Tobi crying and whimpering while giving him the sloppiest top of his life, but here you are; having your throat bruised by a man you never truly knew. Shouldn’t you be scared? Alarmed?

Your cunt betrays you, oozing at the thought of what his heavy dick could do to your insides. You’d go slack from the intrusion alone, would it even all fit inside you?

Your jaw feels like it’s going to break off it’s hinges if he isn’t more careful with you, but it’s addicting with each revolution of his hips. The black fabric of his shirt riding up to expose scarred skin. Your hands trail up to his v-line and he shudders, “ahh— fuck, don’t do that.” He grabs a fist full of your hair before shoving you down further, not caring if you choke or not. “Make yourself useful, will you?”

His strong hands grip the side of your head, continuously fucking your throat raw in a way that you won’t be able to speak tomorrow. Each thrust of his hips lets the tip of his fat dick kiss the back of your throat and it makes your eyes roll back into your skull. You’re moaning, crying, drooling all from one man and it’s making you stupid.

“Fuck, swallow it. All of it, or there’ll be trouble to pay later.” The playfulness of his voice reminds you of Tobi, but the underlying threat awards you a pang of pleasure in your cunt. Moaning around him sends vibrations that rattle his being, at least you’re listening. “Be good and I may just keep you around.”

He throws his head back with a long groan as he keeps you pinned to his pelvis, you can only take it as his warm seed spills down your throat. You didn’t even have a choice to swallow it or not. Shallow strokes accompany soft curses as he grips your hair for purchase, orgasm causing him to shudder above you. He stumbles back a bit, letting you take care of his after shocks. You slowly pump him as you recover your breath, “you taste good.”

Voice already hoarse but you felt he deserved a compliment for fucking your throat raw. He simply laughs, tucking himself back in his pants. The discarded cloak on the ground resumes being draped back over his shoulders. “And don’t forget~ whatever you saw here you don’t speak about!” He’s back to to twirling around in that idiotic high pitched voice you love so much, a stark contrast to what just happened here. He grabs your hand to pull you up from the floor, wiping your knees of any debris in an animated fashion.

“It’s a Tobi and y/n secret, right y/n?” He extends his pinky to you while you stare at him incredulously trying to figure out which one is the real him.

You’ll later come to find out that it was neither.

#obito #tobi?#Tobi who is acting like Madara but is actually just obito #obito smut #Tobi smut #is that a tag — do people wanna fuck tobi?#obito x reader #tobi x reader #obito x you #obito x y/n #naruto smut #naruto x reader

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pfpanimes · 1 year

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⌕ naruto - obito uchiha.

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icameheretoreadstuff · 5 months

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High Demand

Pairing: Obito x F!Reader Warnings: 18+! MDNI!, NSFW, Smut, dry humping, sub/dom, choking, overstimulated, multiple orgasm. Summary: He's currently sitting on a chair having some sort of a meeting when youre feeling in the mood, well you don't wanna wait do you? so people are just gonna have to leave. A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr.

You walked into the room with your eyes set on Obito, he had his mask on so currently he was Tobi but you didn't care. You wanted to be railed and fucked out of your mind by his delicious cock. You walked over to the table and looked at him with a smile.

He was middle in a conversation when people stopped, they could tell something was going on but didn't know how to respond. Tobi looked up at you, You smirked at him as you moved sat down onto his lap. He bit his under lip under his mask and closed his eyes shut "Leave~" he said in his Tobi voice and people instantly walked out of the room.

You removed his mask and placed it behind you on the table and stood up. "off with your coat please" you smirked as you opened up yours and revealed you were naked underneath. He stood up pretending he wasnt turned on and removed his coat.

He forgot he couldn't hide his face anymore, so you could clearly see he was turned on by how he was checking you out. "sit please" you said and he chuckled as he tried to take the controll back, but failing when you looked so good naked like this infront of him. It really turned him on seeing you like this, but he couldn't let you know that. He wanted to punish you a little first. you did interrupt a meeting.

You straddled him and grabbed his shoulders as you began to grind your pussy onto his clothed boner. He moved his hips down so you could sit better and grind on his cock more properly. "Youre very demanding, you know that?" he hummed as he stroked your thighs and held onto your ass while you grinded slowly onto him.

You leaned closer to kiss him when he leaned back "wait" he smirked "let me see how bad you want it" he teased "babe?" you chuckled amused. "If you want me to kiss you and fuck you, just the way you like it" he teased "you better cum first, let me see how bad you want it" his words rang into your head. "Then place your hands on the table" you smirked as you grinded on him, he swallowed hard while staring as your breasts bounced while grinding "Telling me what to do now, huh?" he smirked amused as he placed his hands on the table, leaning back to get a better look at you.

You gripped tighter on his shoulders as you could feel his cock pressing up against your clit. "I want you so bad" you hummed. He was gripping the table tight as you grinded on his cock "I need more" you whined as you dragged down his pants "fuck" you whimpered as you could see his precum dripping from his cock. "y/n-" he warned you "It's not enough, I need more" you panted as you placed his throbbing cock between your folds. He panted as his head leaned back and let out moans "Fuck" he panted as he leaned his head back and stared at your lips.

You moaned as you could feel you were close, your wet clit grinding on his dick while your rolled your hips really turned him on. He knew he not should’ve let you but it felt too good for him to care, and seeing you this needy infront of him like this made it hard for him.

"let me hear your pretty moans" he cooes. You moaned more and more as your hips went automatically, grinding as your palm pushed his dick closer into your clit. "fuck" you moaned as you closed your eyes. "no, no eyes on me" he smirked while panting "obito" you moaned as you opened your eyes "please let me use your cock" you pleaded while moaning "I want to fuck you please" you whimpered "yeah?" he smirked "how bad?" you moaned in response "show me how much you want it" he teased "I wanna hear it" he huffed. You could feel your breath become uneven as you were close to climaxing "want you so bad" you moaned as his dick felt so good thrusting up into your clit, you whimpered into his ear "fuck you" you moaned loudly, as you panted and bit his shoulder as you climaxed.

Suddenly he gripped your thighs, laid you down onto the table and placed your legs onto his shoulders as he laid over you and stroked his big cock a couple of times before he placed his tip out side of your entrance. You whimpered as you leaned up on your elbows to look down on his cock "obito" you whimpered "please" you looked up at him and he smirked as he pushed his cock deep inside you.

"you like that?" He moaned and huffed as he went deeper "Finally having my cock deep inside you like this?" he moved his hands under your ass, holding your ass, causing him to go even deeper. "fuck" you moaned, feeling him thrusting deep into you. Your walls were hugging his length as he thrusted into you.

"tell me how much you love my fucking cock" he groaned as he began to slam his hips hard into you "So much" you moaned as he leaned over you and rolled his hips as he clapped his hips so hard into you, You gasped silently as you had to hold onto his muscled arms to not fly off while he thrusted hard into you.

"Yeah, you love my cock don't you" unable to answer him he gripped your neck as his hips clapped hard into you "you love it when I fuck you hard like this" he huffed, you felt like you were fucked out to talk.

"stopping a meeting cause you love my cock, so fucking needy" your mind was foggy as you kept moaning "fucking brat" he hummed.

You panted as you squeezed your walls around him "squeezing me like that, fuck" he groaned as he chocked you, he loved seeing you dumbfucked on his cock "Can't even punish you the way I want to" he hummed "When you squeeze me like that"

"fuck I cant hold back" he moaned "I gotta fill you up" he panted as his hips automatically thrusted hard into you "obito~" you hummed "oh fuck" he groaned "Im so close" he let out a silent deep moan as he gasped silently and thrusted hard into you "cum with me" he panted "y/n" you moaned in response as you curled your toes and climaxed. He choked you harder and climaxed deep inside you while moaning.

He panted as he let go of your neck and sat down onto the chair "fuck" he panted as he looked at your swollen overstimulated clit, he licked his underlip as he smirked at you.

You sat up and were ready to leave to clean yourself up when he stopped you "where are you going?" he smirked "I'm not done yet with you" he grinned as he stood up from his chair and kissed you "I'm not done punishing you yet"

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summary: your boyfriend is not happy when he hears you were walking around the village with another guy, so he pays you a little visit.

words: 2K

a/n: i just wanted to write this other side of obito that also lives in my head. i took some liberties. english is hard.

⚠️ c.w: jealous-possessive obito, low-key (or not) violent behavior, smut (duh), kinda angsty by the end.

you were in your bedroom, laying on your bed with the light on, finishing the first chapter of the book you bought with kakashi a few hours ago when you heard the doorbell. you checked your clock and it marked 8:12 pm. weird. you rarely had any visitors, specially at night.

you put the book aside when you heard your father talking with someone. your parents had come to spend the weekend with you because they "saw you little since you moved out". you were touched by the act, but you were better off left alone, which is why you excused yourself, saying you were going to sleep early and was alone in your bedroom a few seconds ago.

your father laughed, which made you more curious... who could it be?

- y/n! - your father called, before turning around and seeing you. - oh, you're there, i hadn't seen you. this charming little guy is here to see you... sorry, what did you say was your name again?

you froze in place the second you saw him, recognizing the orange mask right away. uh-oh.

- tobi! - obito replied with that ridiculous voice he used to give tobi life, laughing at the end and raising his arms. his voice was loud and happy, but his eye focused on you and you felt every single hair on your body shiver.

- tobi! - your father repeated laughing, finding the name funny, then looking at your mother and saying: - his name's tobi!

your mother laughed too, but you couldn't see what was so funny in a ridiculous name and an annoying personality. the truth is maybe you would be laughing with your parents if you weren't so damn terrified.

you were in trouble. you just knew it. if obito was at your house on a normal saturday night while your parents were visiting, it meant you were in trouble. your heart was beating so fast you felt like it could jump right out of your chest any second. obito didn't take his eyes off of you, not even when he was laughing with your parents.

- so, tobi, why don't you come in? - your father invited, opening the door a bit more, giving obito space.

- no! - you screamed before obito could answer. - no, i mean... we can talk outside, i feel like walking a little, breathing the night air, you know.

- take your coat! - your mom recommended.

you took your coat from the coat hanger next to the door and promised your parents you'd be right back, knowing damn well that you couldn't really promise anything when it came to obito.

as soon as your father closed the door, obito grabbed your arm and you were sucked into a place you didn't even know where it was.

- ouch! - you complained when he finally let go of your arm, practically tossing you off. his grip was harder than it needed to be, and you were sure that would leave a bruise.

- ouch? is all you have to say? ouch?! - he asked, ripping the mask off, looking at you outraged. - i'll show you what pain really looks like. - he threatened.

your stomach was agitated because of how nervous you were. obito could be violent, rough and vengeful when he wanted to be, having an insane amount of ways of punishing and torturing you.

- i'm sorry...? - you tried.

- exactly what are you sorry for?

- for whatever it is that i did this time. or what you think i did.

he came suddenly - a second ago he was four steps away from you, and now there he was, hovering you, giving you no way out, stuck between his body and the wall behind you.

- i don't think, princess, i know.

he put two fingers on your chin to force you to look up at him when you tried to look away.

- i'm sorry... - your tried again.

- what are you sorry for? - he asked.

- tell me what i did, and i'll tell you what i'm sorry for...

obito grabbed your ponytail and pulled it down violently, making you arch your back to follow the movement your head did since your hair was attached to it. you almost screamed, but obito covered your mouth, his face millimeters from yours.

- you're trying to be funny, but i don't like it when you're trying to be funny.

a single tear fell from your left eye and that seemed to soften him a little. he let go of your hair, but his hand circled your neck.

- i heard you were whoring around the village with kakashi today, in a pretty tiny, tiny yellow dress... probably the one i sent you last week.

- obito, don't even start, kakashi and i are just friends...

- yeah? - he interrupted you. - just friends? i know how well you treat your friends... i was your friend once, in case you don't remember.

his grip around your delicate throat was harder and it got a little hard to breath.

- we were just friends until you helped me feel better at the hospital... do you remember that day, darling?

- obito, stop! - you pleaded, trying to push him away.

- 'twas the day you became mine, i claimed your body, i marked you, you're mine!

you tapped his hand when his grip got even stronger, your face turning a little red. he took his hands off of you and and took two steps back, breathing deeply, but all you could see was the fury in his eye.

- it's unacceptable that i leave for two weeks and you already forget that i own you!

- i'm allowed to have friends, you know! and, unless you lock me up, i have to interact with other people. it's called living in society! i know you've been isolated for a long time and-

- don't give me ideas, princess... - he threatened you.

- you're being unreasonable!

- no, you are! whoring around the city with a douchebag while your boyfriend is working? you're just a pathetic needy slut, aren't you? - his hand was back on your neck, body pressed hard against yours.

- you're cute when you're jealous. - you teased.

obito put his lips on your so urgently, so violently you were sure he had cut your lip and you would feel the impact later, but right now all you needed was his tongue filling your mouth, his hands all over, his body pressed hard against yours. you threw your hands around his neck and he tightened a little the grip around your throat getting a moan from you.

- just a pathetic slut. - he repeated, biting your lower lip.

- shut up and kiss me, you idiot.

obito glued his lips back to yours and pressed his hips against yours - you could feel his erection against your leg, which made you feel like your body was on fire.

- were you trying to get my attention? were you hoping somebody was watching so they could tell me?

obito's hand traveled down your body, leaving a burning trace behind it, then finally entering your pants.

- yes! - you unconsciously screamed when his fingers found your clit, closing your eyes automatically.

you heard him laugh while his fingers draw those lazy circles he was so good at.

- i bet he wouldn't know how to touch you, where to touch you.

- no, he wouldn't...

obito kissed you to keep you from screaming while he put two fingers inside you. you moaned on his lips and hanged your leg on his hip to give him more space, which made him smile.

his fingers were working wonders inside you, arching, stretching your walls just enough, preparing you, finding your sweet spot with no effort, and then hitting it again and again and again, keeping on the edge, but not quite there yet. you needed a little more, and he knew it.

- obito, please! - your cried, leaning your forehead against his.

- i know you can beg better than that.

he added a third finger, speeding the circles on your clit, which made your body shiver.

- please, please, pretty please...

you were so lost in him, completely given. you would do whatever and however he said.

he lifted your head to look at your eyes.

- please what?

you didn't answer, and that didn't make him happy. he pulled his hand out and you never felt so empty.

- oh, please, don't be mean, i'll be good, i will, i promise!

- you promise?

you nodded frenetically, anything to keep his hands where you wanted him.

obito kissed you, caressing your tongue with his own and drinking your moans when he forced himself inside of you, stretching you, making you feel better than his fingers ever could, making you feel so good, so full. you wrapped your legs around his waist, his left hand was firm on your hip keeping you in place, while the other was still firm around your neck. his pace was rough, hard, fast, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix violently, but it felt so good you couldn't help but moan and hold on to him.

- does it feel good?

- so good!

- can anyone else make you feel like this?

- no, no one...

he grabbed your face, squeezing your cheeks together, watching your lips part.

- you're mine. do you understand that?

you nodded, looking pathethic, sinking your nails on his shoulders when the knot in your abdomen got thighter and thighter. he was everywhere and nowhere at the same time, you needed more of him, feel him with every inch of your body, so you pulled him impossibly close, as if you could melt into him.

- babe... - was all you said, dropping your weight on him, feeling weak.

obito knew you were close and, being the sucker that he was for you, he knew he was almost there just because you cumming was the hottest sight in the whole universe.

to be honest he wanted to punish you, to torture you; he wanted to tie you to a bed and tease and tease until you couldn't take it anymore, and then denying your orgasm until your fainted and learned the lesson, until you remembered you were his alone, but how could he do any of those things if just by looking at made him feel like he was capable to declare war against the entire world just to make you smile. but you were his - always have been and always would be. his.

your walls started clenching around him, the knot on your abdomen finally releasing when you came, moaning obito's name directly on his mouth, something he always found incredibly sensual. obito used both his hands to keep you in place while his pace got faster, harder and he grunted while you tried to hang on a little longer for him to have his release, though you were so sensible.

- mine! - he growled, finally emptying himself inside you, but never pulling out.

he kept his hand around your waist, holding you up so you wouldn't fall. it took a while for you both to recover your breath and strength. obito always treated you like that, rocking your entire world.

- i missed you, i missed you so much. - you confessed running your hands through his face.

- i missed you too, baby girl. - he kissed the palm of your hands.

- i hate it when you're away. i hate it so much.

obito's answer was to kiss you softly, barely touching your lips, and you just stayed there for several minutes - your legs still wrapped around his waist, him still inside you, your hands touching his face, memorizing the texture of his skin, the muscles he used to kiss you, the ones he used to smile, all there, at the tip of your fingers.

- you should go back, your parents are probably worried. - he finally broke the kiss, pushing your legs down.

- come back with me, spend the night, please, please, please...

- i can't... i have a lot to do.

obito wiped the tears that insisted on falling from your eyes and you pulled him in for another kiss.

- promise me you'll be careful, promise me you'll be back soon.

- i'll do my best.

obito's a rms let go of you, and the cold air hit you hard, compared to the heat of his body. you felt cold, lonely and empty - he was leaving again, and you didn't know when you would see him next, or if you would. there were a lot of people hunting the real leader of the akatsuki, and every mission was so dangerous... you lived with high levels of anxiety all the time, and obito was to blame. the worst part is that there was nothing you could do about it, he would never take you with him and put your life in danger, but he couldn't stay either, not when everyone thought he was dead and/or considered him a threat.

obito pulled you in for a last hug and kissed your lips gently, then traced kisses through your jaw line and whispered on your ear:

- remember you're mine. if i see you walking around with kakashi again i won't be responsible for my actions.

and then you were back at the front of your house and he was gone, just like that. the only thing that indicated he had been there was his smell lingering in the air and the red mark around your neck.

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