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May I request a yandere doflamingo with prompts 🦥🦘🐰 please

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Contents: Yandere!Doflamingo with prompts: 🦥🦘🐰 (gn!reader)

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WARNINGS: YANDERE, IMPLIED KIDNAPPING, SUGGESTIVE, NOT PROOFREAD.

The vulnerability of being captured is what hurts the most.

Everyone is more or less trapped by something, or someone. Even his crew, his crew is trapped by him. You have heard about it, him battling with a young woman who demands to be let go, but ultimately it never happens, and she relents after moments of struggle. Will that be your same fate? Stuck in the same cycle of anger, hatred and defeat. Of begging, pleading and then taking, demanding, fighting tooth and nail a battle that you know you won't win.

The thought is morbid, and the leafy patterns of the walls in his room start to distort as you continue staring at them.

"Restless?" He asks, startling you, out of your train of thought now. You cling to the silk robe he has given you to cover your body, the remains of his touch in your skin visible under the dim light of the 70s style lamp. His grin is wide, his eyes hidden under polarized glasses. You don't answer immediately. "Or was the temptation of staring at the wall too hard to resist?"

He's mocking you, and you can't help but lower your head as he comes closer, pressing a tender kiss against the top of your head. It's strange, how you've learned to stop running anymore, to stop trying to hide from it, from him and his affections. Maybe this is a cycle of your own, of misery, of coercion, of regret.

"I was thinking," you answer in a murmur, and he lets out a pleased hum, a purr that reverberates across his chest, like a machine powered by sadistic electricity. "I didn't want to fall asleep before you came back."

"Ah, so you are that scared. Of what exactly... the darkness? Or someone else?" His tongue traces the shell of your ear, you cringe at the sensation, resisting the urge to coil away in disgust. "Don't act coy now and start running away, come on..." His hands, far larger than anyone else trace at the naked skin of your thighs, the bruises and bite marks left there, your breath hitches. "Don’t tell me these touches meant nothing. Don't tell me we're back in square one."

"No, we are not. I'm just... just tired." You lie through your teeh, earning a pleased growl from him. It's strange how much he reminds you of a wild animal, maybe it's his fashion choices, or how he moves like a big cat, feline, elegant, menacing.

"Tired and afraid? Deadly combination, now answer what I've asked you. Are you afraid of me, ___?" His voice doesn't care to hide the underlying threat, hanging in the air like a buzzing insect that tries to crawl inside your ear and eat at your brain. His hand moves from your thigh up to your chin, moving your jaw to force you to look at him.

"I'm... I'm afraid the usual amount one is afraid of you," You try and give a convincing answer. "The correct amount that one would be afraid of a venomous snake, or a weasel if one was a mouse, of a tiger, a lion. I'm afraid of you like that."

"Ah, well. Then there's nothing to worry about." He lets go of you, and manhandles you until your legs are tangled with his over the massive bed. You cock a brow, confused by his answer. "The comparisons, the analogy, what a smart thing you are, my ___. And you're right, you’re so right, darling. I am perverted, sick and sadistic." His laugh echoes around the room, and you feel yourself tense at the sound. This mansion, the bed sheets, the luxuries, it's a trap, like how a venomous flower attracts an insect with a sickly sweet aroma. It's a cage, golden and shiny, but a cage nonetheless, nothing other than a death trap, in which you'll perish sooner or later. Maybe in a few months, or in a few years.

"I... I guess you are," You whisper, not knowing what else to say when he laughs at you again. His hands come to catch yours, grabbing you by the wrist. He pulls them towards his chest, pressing your palm flat against the broad skin.

"I want to feel your hands on me, they’re so pretty~. Don't you want to touch me too, ___?" He purrs, and you can feel his growing length pressing against your legs.

"Yes, I think you do."

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hi hii, can i get a sceanrio for reader who is hashirama's (whos out of town for whatever reason) wife with madara and tobirama who collectively decide to fuck her together and share her for the time being (maybe dubcon, like reader doesnt straight up agree but ends up sumbiting to them and lowkey enjoys it) haha sorry if its too much, hope you have a nice day

💋 yandere account; and thanks, you too :), sixth post. be safe.

threesome ; mentions of cheat ; tobirama x reader x madara ; +18 ; smut ; for obvious reasons mdni

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At one point, you were still sobbing pathetically as you drank the tea Tobirama had passed you to soothe your hangover.

And then… well, you don’t know how it happened.

Well, you do know the problem is that you got drunk the night before, and for some reason you told your marital problems to your brother-in-law and your husband’s friend.

You moaned, feeling your legs shaking violently.

You knew this was wrong. Very wrong. You were married; you had a husband. So why did you allow it?

You choked on your brother-in-law Tobirama’s long cock as your husband’s best friend kept pushing his thick, fat cock into your sweet spot.

“That’s it…” Tobirama gasped as he carelessly wiped your tears away with one hand and held your hair in a messy bun with the other. “It’s foolish for my brother to not treat you like this.”

Madara’s large, strong hands gripped your hips tightly as he continued to thrust into your tight, wet core. You were close to your orgasm, but guilt was still eating away at you from within. Madara, it seemed, sensed your guilty emotions because in the next moment you felt a hard spank that made you jump and moan in surprise and tighten like a tourniquet around him. “Don’t you dare feel bad when the idiot cheats on you with that woman from the Uzumaki clan.” He growled; it could easily be deduced that he was upset with you for feeling guilty, but he was actually upset with your feelings of guilt.

From his point of view, if your husband didn’t respect you, you didn’t have to respect him. Madara panted as he shifted positions carelessly so he could hit your G-spot relentlessly. You moaned at the mixed emotions, causing Tobirama to throw his head back in ecstasy at the vibrations you caused on his cock. You knew your ‘husband’ had agreed to marriage with you as an agreement.

He didn’t love you. His heart belonged to another woman. You felt suffocated in your marriage.

So you sought solace with the people closest to you at the time. But you never thought you would end up in this obscene situation.

Your body — though sore — gladly accepted the stimulations it only received once on your honeymoon. It had been three years since your wedding.

You pulled away from Tobirama’s cock with a loud sucking sound so you could lick the drool and precum-covered tip, earning a satisfied grunt from the white-haired man.

“Do you want to cum, pretty thing?” Madara asked you in an angry voice. You only managed to moan out a hoarse “yes” as you continued to suck Tobirama’s cock like a desperate whore.

You could feel Madara’s body was shaking with desire. He was holding back, you realized. Didn’t he want to hurt you?

“Shit— if you were my woman, I wouldn’t stop fucking you.”

You moaned as you felt Madara’s cock rearrange your tiny insides; your pussy tightened as you felt him push even deeper. His thrusts became harder and faster; he was pulling out almost completely, only to slam back in his long, thick length, making you gasp.

Both men were taking you to that paradise of lust and pleasure, taking you away from your pitiful reality. Your blissful orgasm was getting closer, leaving you helpless against the intense emotions and sensations he was leaving in its wake.

Tobirama growled, not wanting you to forget to please him. His hands guided your head so that his cock was buried in your throat again as Madara lowered his hand, running over the soft skin of your stomach and belly, finally burying his calloused fingers in your pussy, finding your clit with relative ease.

You nearly choked on Tobirama’s cock. The quick, merciless circling strokes around your clit had you whimpering around your brother-in-law’s cock. Your cries, muffled by the cock in your throat, were like music to the two men.

Your spine arched, your breasts brushing against the sheets as your nipples touched the fabric, adding more stimulation, your ass rising upwards as your entire world exploded in that searing pleasure. Your eyebrows furrowed in utter ecstasy as you heard Tobirama let out a loud gasp before cumming in your throat without warning, nearly choking on his thick, somewhat bitter seed.

Almost as an apology, he gently pushed you away from his still somewhat hard cock that was glistening with your drool around it. You managed to see in the midst of your pleasure how a vein throbbed as some precum oozed out. You were getting horny just by seeing that. Madara's pace became wild as he was close to his climax, making you see stars from the roughness of his movements. Not even in your wildest dreams did you think you would enjoy being treated like a sex doll.

Your pussy enjoyed the overstimulation before Madara painted your velvet walls with his white fluids. Madara growled deeply as his balls emptied deep inside you.

Madara's hand that had been masturbating your pearl slid lazily down your spine, making you sigh.

The gasps of the three of you were the only thing heard in the room. You didn't know how to feel at the end of all this.

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Hii! really love your first post and your aesthetic <3

Could you write something about Kakashi and he’s just obssesed with reader, like obsessed to the point where he just wants to fill them up and make them his?

thank you so much <33

💋 dark/yandere account; fifth post. be safe. well isn't that great? glad you like my aesthetic!

obsessed kakashi ; +18 ; non-explicit smut, it is only mentioned ;

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He was sensitive to his sense of smell. Every day that passed without him smelling your delicious scent, he got annoyed.

He would get moody, and it would only get better when he finally looked at you and your scent would enter his nostrils again.

He only calmed down when he started taking some of your clothes from your house behind your back.

The urge to make you his wife and his pretty housewife was eating away at him. Just imagining coming into the house after a long mission and seeing you washing dishes with your pretty pregnant belly made him hard.

He would clench and jerk his hard cock as he imagined what your tight, wet pussy would feel like around him. What it would feel like when your pretty pussy would flutter when you reached orgasm and clawed at his back.

What your well-used pussy would look like, filled with his seed.

His obsession was sick and perhaps perverted. But he couldn't help it.

He had reached a point where his little crush came to a boil, and he couldn't stop it.

Any moment now he was going to explode.

"Kakashi? Everything okay? You've been staring at me for a while now."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Is it okay to come over to my house for lunch? I can cook."

You looked at him somewhat surprised before smiling amused, and oh… how you loved that smile.

"Yeah, that's fine with me, shall we?"

He nodded, not hiding the way his eyes blatantly wandered over your ass as you began to gather your things.

The temptation to bury his nose between those chubby cheeks was filling his mind, and yet he restrained himself, choosing to find out if you would give him permission later to do his perversions with your beautiful body.

Kakashi bit his tongue behind his mask as his eyes darkened with desire.

His self-control became that of a dog when it came to you.

Damn it. He could feel his cock getting hard. He figured the moment you walked into his house, he wasn't going to hold back.

Fuck it, he was going to fill you up until your little womb was swollen with his cum.

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Itachi Uchiha + His life story

requested by kpopandanimelover 

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fuck it sasuke thirst

"Bend over." Is whispered against your skin, rough hands that gently push you over the kitchen counter, a wet kiss pressed to the back of your neck.

"Dinner isn't finished, mmm-!" You moan as his hands travel down, teasing at your cunt, circling over your clit through your underwear.

"Doesn't matter." Sasuke murmurs, once he feels dampness through the cloth pushing it down until it's just over your ankles. An arm circles your waist, pulling you close, his free hand lines his cock up with your entrance. Pushing it in swiftly, in one fast movement that has his cock head pressing at your g-spot in an instant. "Just want to feel- to feel this warm pussy 'round my cock..." He gasps, he always moans so prettily.

You moan as he keeps thrusting into you, gently at first, movements that gradually become rougher, until his free hand tangles in your hair, pulling your head upwards.

"Rough- Ah-! Rough day today?" You ask, biting your lip, pushing your hips towards his cock.

"The worst." He grunts, pounding and plapping his frustration away, his eyes dark and half lidded as he stares at the little gap between his cock and your plump ass, he grits his teeth when he sees the thread of slick that connects you both, throwing his head back. He lets go of your hair, and just wraps both of his arms around you as his pace becomes erratic and manic, aggressive and imprecise, hitting at your spongy walls and good places in impulsive motions that make your head spin, unable to predict where he'll strike next. "Let me- Gonna- Gonna cum inside." He warns, his eyes filling with tears, almost drooling as he moans again, letting go of his usual quiet self. "Give me a baby, ___. Just give me a baby, let me- let me fill you."

With a couple more incoherent blabbers and blissful moans, he finally cums inside, pinching at your clit with the last remains of his conscious mind so you'll clench around him so deliciously, milk him dry.

He breathes heavily, holding you close as you both recover. And then he flips you over and crouches, his tongue lapping at your folds, cleaning what's left of him inside, he looks up at you, his dark lashes glistening.

"Care if I have my dinner right now?" He asks, flashing you a characteristic cocky grin as he starts to eat you out.

It's not fair that he is the only one cumming tonight.

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cropped a bit awkwardly cus i didn’t wanna add pants

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Wait, I can't find the playlist and- *proceeds to get distracted by a video that appeared in recommended.*

WHAT ARE WE?!

WRITERS!!!

WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!

WRITE!!!!!

WHEN ARE WE GONNA DO IT?!

((Disgruntled muttering))

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"Your body, my choice"

"Your microdick, my knife🥰🔪"

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Promise — Itachi Uchiha

[🌸] I woke up wanting to do🫦

characters: itachi uchiha

genre: smut ; fluff (?)

warnings: smut ; sexual positions ; p & v ; tsukuyomi ; unspecified au ; minors dni ;

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The sounds of pleasure coming out of your mouth weren't new to you, but they were still as amazing as the first time.

You were on your knees, palms clenching the soft silk material of the bed. Your breasts were moving with the hard yet gentle thrusts your lover was giving you from behind.

You could feel all of him; his soft yet ragged breaths of pleasure were hitting the back of your neck. His hair was cascading down, tickling your shoulders. His sweaty, muscled chest was plastered to your soft back. His hard cock was sliding deliciously against your already overstimulated, spongy walls. His heavy, cum-filled bags were continuously hitting your little clit. It was all just heavenly.

His calloused hands from handling such complex weapons were pleasing you immensely. Your small, oversensitive pussy convulsed again, signaling that your climax was coming very soon. The juices of your arousal combined with Itachi's were beginning to flow like a delicious river of pleasure down your plump thighs.

You moaned happily as Itachi deliciously massaged your swollen clit quickly and roughly, causing your breathing to become more irregular and rapid.

Your lover's deep yet soft voice whispered in your ear in a teasing tone, "Are you going to cum already, my love?"

You could barely articulate a comprehensible word, which only fueled his teasing.

Gently, almost teasingly massaging one of your perky nipples, he spoke, "I don't think you know how good this feels." He let out a small gasp before continuing, "I want you to tell me how good this feels, baby."

Your breath hitched as his thrusts became deeper. It felt like you were going to break in two. “I�� it feels... so good, ita–” You were panting so hard now, it felt like your face and body were on fire. “Itachi, please, please don’t stop,” you begged, trying to sound understandable to your lover.

You felt his ragged breathing on your ear, giving you chills. “Is that what you want, my love? For me not to stop?”

Your mind was clouding over from the pleasure, “Y-Yes! Don't stop! Please, please!” The sweet moans coming from you had motivated Itachi to move the fingers massaging your delicate clit to go faster.

“If that’s what you wish...”

The next thing you knew, the hand massaging your perky bud had moved away along with his long cock, causing a keening moan to come from you.

“W-What are you...? Why?” you asked pitifully as Itachi turned you around. A gasp of surprise went through you as Itachi’s cock re-entered your tight, wet hole. A sloppy moan came from you, “ita… W-What…?”

Your lover’s strong arms quickly yet gently secured your legs on his broad shoulders as he sweetly positioned you in a mating vice. You called out his name again, only to be silenced by one of his loving kisses.

The position you were in was one of Itachi’s favorites for several overly cheesy reasons. And one of the main reasons he liked this position was the free will he had to appreciate you and to be able to kiss your face.

This in turn also pleased Itachi’s constant desire to have eye contact with you.

That’s why when his soft lips moved away from yours, you expected to see his onyx eyes staring back at you, not his Sharingan...

“I-Itachi! Your eyes,” you exclaimed as you brought one of your delicate hands to his face, but before you could reached your destination were intercepted by Itachi.

Before speaking, he gave your open palm a delicate kiss and then held it together with the other by your wrists. “I know,” he let out a small sigh as his cock twitched inside you before continuing, “don’t worry, this won’t end.”

You didn’t know what he meant until the world around you suddenly felt different.

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The world you were in now was completely different. The colors weren’t the same, and the surroundings were completely different.

The beige ceiling that was previously above you had disappeared, leaving a completely red sky in sight. However, you could still feel the softness of the mattress beneath you.

Pleasure was what brought you back. Itachi was still in the same position as before, only now he was rocking his hips. You let out a long moan as you felt his long cock drag deliciously along your velvety walls.

You moaned his name, causing Itachi to kiss you in the way he knew you liked. "I promised you this wouldn't end, right?" he asked after your lips parted. You let out a cry as his cock found that spot inside you, rubbing it continuously with the tip of his cock, making your legs shake non-stop.

Your partner let out a soft, choking, almost malicious laugh as he watched your eyes roll back your head. "Looks like I found it..." was what he said before separating even further and holding your thighs tightly.

"Within the next 48 hours," your lover let out a soft gasp due to the pleasure before continuing, "I will please you, my love." You shuddered due to the pleasure and surprise when you saw that he was smiling at you in an almost devilish way. Itachi let out a soft laugh as his thrusts began to become faster and stronger. "I promised, didn't I?"

*Fans herself* I'm ovulating, It was this or a threesome with Kisame—

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Hii can we get a yandere obito please 🙏

💋 Fourth post; stay safe

Yandere Obito ; Kidnapping ; typical Yandere behavior ; smut +18

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• Yandere Obito! Who became obsessed with you when he saw you enter the Akatsuki lair.

• Yandere Obito! Who ordered Pain to pair him with you.

• Yandere Obito! Who becomes aggressive with enemies, companions, and civilians and protects you at all costs.

• Yandere Obito! who entertains you with the facade of Tobi: 'the good guy' while in the dark he pulls the strings to slowly drive others away from you.

• Yandere Obito! Who 'comforts' you when you ask him why no one approaches you to talk.

• Yandere Obito! Who tells Pain that you will no longer be in the organization.

• Yandere Obito! Before you find out that you are no longer part of the Akatsuki he gives you your favorite food and asks you if you are okay when the drug he put in your food is taking effect.

• Yandere Obito! When you realize who he really is, he will not let you go.

• Yandere Obito! Who tells you that he loves you. Yandere Obito! Who locks you up and keeps you hidden in a cabin in the woods away from the world.

• Yandere Obito! Who tells everyone that you died just to keep them away from the truth.

• Yandere Obito! Who wastes no time in making you his and trying to get you pregnant.

• Yandere Obito! Who, after long sex sessions, makes you warm his cock.

• Yandere Obito! Who is always tempted to choke you with his cock, but always stops for fear of hurting his beloved.

• Yandere Obito! Who makes love to you relentlessly when he starts imagining you being pregnant with his child.

• Yandere Obito! Who keeps you locked up in the house with the excuse of fearing something bad will happen to you.

• Yandere Obito! Who created a clone of himself in case if he died, the clone would take care of you…

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💋 third post;; stay safe.

Part 2; of this post 🍒

Modern au! ; Sick obsession (Itachi to R) ; Itachi being the typical Yandere ; reader feeling that something bad is happening ; Smut +18 ;

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You had begun to notice some strange things about the beautiful man you had begun to have a romantic relationship with a while back.

 

The water in the tub had begun to cool, causing you to shiver slightly. The sweet vanilla scent of the essence you had added to the water filled your nostrils.

 

Itachi…? It was a name you thought you had heard a long time ago, but you couldn’t remember when.

 

It’s not like you had anyone to ask, and you didn’t want to shower Itachi with unnecessary questions. He always looked tired after work.

 

Your train of thought was interrupted by the sound of the bathroom door opening, revealing an Itachi who had a bouquet of roses in his hand.

 

His night-black eyes watched you, drinking in your form in the tub. His eyes softened at the sight of you, gentle as a feather despite the stress marks beneath them and the small light of hardness in them.

 

Before you could say anything, Itachi beat you to it.

 

— There you are... You worried me. I couldn’t find you anywhere, my flower —, Itachi explained as he approached where you were after closing the bathroom door.

 

His steps were soft and calm, almost inaudible. And yet, his calmness and presence gave you a sense of danger. Even when he smiled at you or kissed you in such a gentle way, it made you feel nervous.

 

A strange thing for a ‘businessman’

 

— I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you —, you apologized as you watched him place the bouquet of roses on the edge of the tub. Itachi knelt on the floor so he could be face to face with you.

 

His expression softened when he heard your apology. — Don’t worry —, Itachi dismissed your apology softly as his hand moved to brush away some of your dampened locks.

 

You leaned into his touch. Your lips moved, leaving a wet kiss on his palm, feeling the hardness of the skin... Calluses.

 

Why would a man who only signs papers have calluses as if his hands were trained to do some hard work?

 

Still, you decided not to ask why. It somehow helped that you were completely in love, so you didn’t ask questions.

 

A silly thing, perhaps, but even though your body screamed at you to run, you didn’t. You stayed.

 

Your eyes watched intently as Itachi began to methodically undress before joining you in the tub.

 

His hands were quick to find their place on your hips, pulling you into his lap. His now wet fingers began to trail over your skin.

 

Your thighs parted without thinking as you felt his fingers trail down to reach your pussy. His fingers teased your pelvis before sliding between your folds, touching your clit.

 

His fingers didn’t move immediately; they stayed still, just applying pressure, loving how you started to squirm.

 

Your head fell back, resting it on his shoulder as you let out a long moan, enjoying the pressure of his fingers…

 

You felt his lips, leaving wet kisses down your shoulder until they reached your neck. Kissing and worshipping the sensitive skin.

 

Your mouth opened in an ‘o’ when you felt his fingers start to masturbate your clit. His other hand moved down to start playing with your little hole.

 

When you felt his finger slide into your pussy, that’s when you felt your orgasm fill your senses throughout your body.

 

Your breathing was labored, your face flushed.

 

You could feel his hard cock touch your thigh.

 

Your body was on fire. Your body was begging for him; it was begging for more of him despite wanting to run.

 

You felt the danger; a part of you was screaming at you that this man was dangerous. A little voice in your brain was telling you that everything the gorgeous man told you was a lie.

 

And yet you didn't care, at least not as long as he kept you on that cloud of ecstasy forever.

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I don't know about you, but the dark romance that I read is about how the male protagonist/love interest protects the female protagonist from everything using (bloody, unconventional and unethical) methods, if you know what I mean?

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Hello 🩷

can I please have a Mob Boss Itachi, who get obsessed with the rivalling Clan‘s daughter (Reader). Said daughter left her Clan a few years ago to live a life outside and undercover of the Mob-world. He finds out about her and wants to make her his.

(You can make it slowburn or in different parts, your writing is chefs kiss 🩷)

💋 dark account; second post. be safe.

Modern au! ; Sick obsession ; Thoughts of kidnapping someone ; Possible age difference ; Disappearances of people ; Itachi being insanely jealous ; Dismemberment ; Itachi being typical Yandere ; Itachi is being delulu & a perv!

Part 2 with smut (soon!)

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Itachi Uchiha had fallen in love with the daughter of the clan's rival. His obsession was perhaps noticeable to some, perhaps not.

That didn't matter anymore.

He didn't remember when exactly he saw her.

December?

Or was in October?

The only thing sure is that it was in a photograph while he was checking the remaining members of the pathetic rival clan.

Very few members; his rival had been greatly reduced. Pathetic, just pathetic.

And then that was when he saw her, and everything changed.

She was beautiful. She IS beautiful.

So beautiful that it made his breath catch in his throat.

Again, that didn't matter anymore.

When he found out that his rival's daughter rebelled and decided to leave the dark world of the mafia, he was shocked; however, that only made him even more obsessed with the woman.

Without her realizing it or knowing, he sent several of his subjects to take pictures of her.

He told himself over and over that it was for her well-being.

At least that's what he told himself so he wouldn't feel so bad about vandalizing his beloved's personal space.

Until the threats came.

Like flies, weak and pathetic men approached his beautiful woman to try to flirt with her.

He could see it—how they looked at her more than necessary while she waited on them, oblivious to their intentions.

Of course, his beautiful angel was innocent; she didn't know that those weak men looked at her in a way that was inappropriate for a lady like her.

How dare they?

Maybe it was his fault that the male clients of her work decreased, but... they deserved it.

So two long years passed in which he let his beautiful Angel build her new life, and meanwhile he quietly planned in secret how to take her and make her his.

The plan to kidnap her was on his mind for a while, but he quickly discarded it when he thought that the head of the rival clan was surely monitoring her and would get angry if Itachi did something so risky.

He wasn't that cruel either. He already traumatized her by sending her a hand from one of the men who decided to touch her in a box; he didn't want to corrupt his angel.

His fingers moved in desperation; if only she wasn't the daughter of that stupid man, he would already have her in his arms and jumping on his hard cock until she couldn't take it anymore, and he would fuck her without caring that she was already sensitive.

And Itachi wasn't an impulsive idiot. Of course not; he was a smart person. He wouldn't let his desires take control of him, though the temptation to give them free rein was deliciously tempting.

The Uchiha would take it slow.

He would let the woman fall in love with him at her own pace, and he would take on the role of a businessman in the meantime.

He would allow the woman to navigate the finely crafted lies he had created as a backstory. He would allow her to look at and appreciate the good part of him, just the kind and gentle part, permanently if he could.

He would play out all her fantasies of being rescued as long as she stayed by his side.

He would let the moth get close to the lit candle, and when he knew the beautiful woman wouldn't be able to turn back...

When his lid is blown.

— Oh, hello, how can I help you? —

When she discovers the lies. When the dark truth comes to light.

— I would like a latte — the Uchiha replied with a friendly and charming smile, making the beautiful woman blush. His beautiful Angel...

He wouldn't let her go.

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💋 dark account; first post. be safe.

Royal AU! ; +18 post ; Itachi is obsessed with you… like, really, really obsessed. ; The act is consensual, but the man is drunk. ; Itachi is in mourning. ; Itachi is unhinged and crazy. ; Necrophilia. ; Angst

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For Izumi Uchiha this was the night she had dreamed of and eagerly awaited since she met Itachi Uchiha.

The honeymoon night.

To give the clan an heir to be the next leader and king of the village, and of the kingdom.

For Itachi Uchiha, this was all a nightmare.

After you died he didn't want to get married, it was you or no one at all. You were supposed to be by his side ruling his people, you were supposed to be the one to take his seed and bear his children.

You.

YouYouYouYouYouYou

But this was nothing more than a dream of what he wanted it to be.

And a corpse cannot give birth, but it can give him your company and your presence. But wanting you alive was what he needed most.

THAT was what he needed more than anything. More than anything that that woman could provide for him.

The smell of a rotting corpses that filled his office bedroom did not bother him.

Sometimes it was as if he could hear your voice coming out of your decaying corpse, something that made him happy and calm.

His kingdom needed an heir, for his father and the elders one would be enough.

JUST ONE.

His heir would be trained by him and taught everything he needed to be the future king.

The problem was granting it.

His mother encouraged him by telling him that he only needed to take his wife only when he and the kingdom needed him to get her pregnant.

You just have to get her pregnant.

He repeated to himself.

You just have to do it tonight, just get her pregnant and everything will be done.

He kept repeating to himself as he drank all the wine he could until he became dizzy from the liquor.

The silver cup clinked as he placed it carelessly on the wooden table.

Itachi just wanted to go to the room he shared with you your corpse to hug you and pretend that you were his real wife, the future mother of his children.

But no.

His desires and hallucinations had to wait.

Itachi Uchiha didn't care about worrying his wife that woman by seeing him in that drunken state that he had put himself in.

He also didn't care about seeing her tears of sadness and anguish when she heard your name come out of his lips as he moved in and out of her.

His drunken mind hallucinated that it was you he was making love to. Itachi whispered your name tenderly, just like he knew you liked it until he finished inside her imagining your tight little pussy taking every drop.

Just like you always did.

When the future heir was born, Itachi did not care in the least about the pain his wife felt while giving birth.

He only endured his wife's presence and annoying screams until the baby was born. He did not console his wife in the least, the only thing that mattered to him was seeing and holding his son, whom he later gave the name that you yourself had told him you wanted to call your future child.

A weight lifted from his shoulders when he saw his newborn; he would no longer have to interact with his wife.

His work was done. And from his mother's proud look, he knew he had done well.

Now Itachi Uchiha was a free man to return to your cold, almost skeletal arms and lose himself in you as he had done when you were alive.

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