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FOREVER? YOU PROMISE?

ʚїɞ SUMMARY: A regular day in the life of Kakashi and reader. Perhaps this time, everything will be more certain and official?

ʚїɞ CHARACTER: Kakashi Hatake x AFAB!Reader. Roughly 4k words.

ʚїɞ CW: 18+ (Minors get out) Oral (male receiving and female receiving), switch!reader if you squint, teasing and playful reader, orgasm, protected/unprotected sex. Both Kakashi and reader are head over heels for each other.

ʚїɞ NOTES: English is not my first nor is it my second language! (I have to proofread this again). If you're here from my TikTok, no you're not lmaoo. Love you guys. (I've never done the devil's tango before so some things might not be accurate.) Valentine's Day gift for you guys. Now it's time for me to disappear for another 3 months🖤.

The hot springs nestled deep within the heart of the leaf village, hidden behind curtains of leafless trees covered in faint snow and glowing lanterns that casted a golden hue over the steaming water. The air was thick yet relaxing with a slight scent of earth and the faint sound of trickling water that soothed the quietness of the night.

Tonight, however, the ease between you felt strange—one which you deliberately established between yourselves. You sat on the other side, arms crossed, the warmth of the water doing little to soothe your irritation. Kakashi casually lounged on the other side of the hot springs, his silver hair damped and sticking on his forehead. His mask was uncharacteristically absent, revealing the sharpness of his jaw and the slight curve of his lips.

“Come closer.” He said, his voice cut through the soothing silence like a blade. It wasn’t a demand but a simple request, one that made your heart skip a beat despite how much you wanted to stay mad at him. 

You glanced at him, his face illuminated by the soft glow of the lanterns. His expression was calm with a flicker of slight amusement and guilt in his eyes. You shook your head, turning away from him. 

“No, I’m still mad at you.” 

His chuckle was faint, almost lost within the steam that arose between the two of you. “When are you not mad at me?” 

“When you do what I say,” you shoot back, your voice sharper than you intended. 

He lets out a tired sigh, leaning against the edge of the spring. “You shouldn’t be eating ice cream in the winter, you’ll catch a cold.” 

“Precisely why I’m mad at you,” you muttered, refusing to look at him.

For a moment, there was only the sound of the water rippling against the rocks as he approached you instead. You stiffened but didn’t pull away as he stopped in front of you. His face was inches from you, his breath warm against your skin. Your gaze shifted to the black mole on his chin—your favorite feature on him—it dared you to lean in and kiss, like you always did. 

“When we get home, I’ll get you ice cream,” he offered, his voice softer. 

You shook your head as you avoided his gaze. “I wanted ice cream an hour ago, I no longer want it.” 

He lets out a quiet huff, and before you could react, his arms were around your waist; pulling you against him. His hands moved in slow and soothing circles on your waist. It was gentle enough to waver your attitude toward him.

“I can make it up to you.” He murmured, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke. He pulled you closer, leaving no space between you two as your bare chests pressed against each other. 

“Pervert” you teased. “ It’s all the books you’ve been reading.”   

He smirked, his eyes lit up with mischief. “And you don’t read those same books?” 

You rolled your eyes, looking away from him, trying to suppress the light smile tugging at the corner of your lips. The tension between you melted away as it was replaced with nothing but the familiar comfort of his presence. You both stayed at the hot springs for a few more minutes with his head resting on your neck as he gently sways you to the faint sounds of music from the far away crowd. 

Later, you both showered and changed as you went back to his apartment. A pot of tea was left on the nightstand as he reads a chapter from the book you just bought. He had his own bookmark, a blue one while yours was pink—indicating where you stopped. 

“Why do we have to let the tea sit before we drink it again?” He asked, his voice casual but decorated with that familiar teasing tone as he closed the book and set it aside on his nightstand.

You rolled your eyes. “You ask the same questions every time I make us tea. Way to make a girl feel like her lover listens to her.” 

He leaned back on the headboard, his arms crossed over his chest in a mocking way. “Don’t be like that, I listen to you.” 

“Sure you do,” you replied sarcastically. “And I’m gonna be Hokage.” 

“You’re more than qualified.” He chuckled as his gaze softened when it captured your relaxed figure. 

You walk to his side of the bed to pick up the book from the nightstand. “We let the tea sit–” You began, but before you could finish,  he sat up and got a hold of you. 

“Because it allows the temperature to cool down and let the flavors develop.” He said verbatim, voice low and calm. 

You turned in his arms. “So you do listen.” You flicked his forehead with the book. He winced playfully, his right hand rubbing the spot as you slipped out of his grasp and walked over to the mirror. The chill of the room made you shiver slightly and you adjusted the fabric of your night robe. Kakashi really needs to fix that heating problem in his apartment.

“I think I should’ve brought a different night robe.” You whispered to yourself rather than to him. “ This one is too thin for this weather.” 

“You look good in it.” His reflection appeared behind you in the mirror, his eyes tracing over you with admiration and appreciation. 

You glanced at him through the mirror, your lips curving upwards. “I know but am I warm in it?”

He stepped closer, his hands resting lightly on your shoulder as he leaned down to kiss the light curve of your neck. “I can make you warm,” he whispered, his hot breath against your ear, sending chills down your spine. “Really warm.” 

His lips trailed along your nape, each kiss light and deliberate. As his fingers brushed against the neckline of your robe, tugging it down just enough to expose more of your skin. His touch was controlled and calculated as he adorned your skin with gentle kisses leaving a trail of warmth.  

“Strip for me. Please, I want to see you—all of you.” He uttered gently in your ears while his eyes remained fixated on the mirror reflecting your figure. His eyes took in every curve of your body as if it was his very first time seeing you. Fascinated by the beauty who stood in front of him, he took a deep breath. 

“I love you…” The three words left his lips with such ease and weight. Hints of vulnerability and admiration highlighted the silky monotone of his voice as he continued.  “Allow me to love you once more, for as long as life permits me.” 

You closed your eyes, leaning against his chest as his hands slid down to your waist. Pulling you closer so you can feel his hardness against your back. The thin fabric of your robe did so little to mask the heat of his body against yours. His kisses grew as inconsistent as his needs. 

“Kakashi…” You whispered gently, forgetting what you were going to say as his fingertips caressed the fabric of your robe. The chill of his fingers lingered on your skin, urging you to stay conscious in the present moment. He handled you with such care and passion. He was your source of comfort. The man you plainly trusted to always guide you safely through the darkness. And for all the years you’ve been together, you’re confident that he would never hurt you. 

And that’s why you’re allowing yourself to feel intimacy to its highest form. No shame, no judgement—just two souls that found solace in each other’s hearts. He was yours as much as you were his. He loved you just as much as you loved him and you wanted this as much as he did.

So you untied the silk robe and watched it slip off your shoulder to reveal your bare form. Despite the sudden rush of vulnerability, your eyes remained on his. It was risky, opening yourself to someone in such a manner. Doing so could allow them to know what makes you tick and how to hurt you. But that was also a double edged sword, where opening yourself like this would allow you to be loved to the highest degree. But for him, this was a risk you were willing to take—over and over again.. 

“My beautiful love.” He hummed softly as he dipped his neck further down to kiss your collarbone. “My dazzling and gentle love.” 

His touch was slow and impatient as he walked to face you while your eyes remained on the mirror. You watch him kneel in front of you as his palms caress your thighs open. His eyes searched for any doubt that you may have before he kissed your heat. 

“Do you want this?” His voice is calm yet serious. 

“Yes” You whispered and gripped his silver locks, tight enough to pull his head back. “Take me.” 

He smirked before he gently spread your folds with his fingers as his tongue lapped around your clit. So hot and steamy, he continued the strokes of his tongue until your legs weakened. Gripping his hair tighter, you arched into his tongue—the pleasure was overwhelming to stand up. So enamoured by the taste, he gently caressed your leg as he placed your left one on his shoulder. He didn’t plan on stopping, how could he when your juices spilled on his tongue like honey?  So sweet and flavorful, just for him. 

“Go on, watch yourself for me, yeah?”

Oh how much did he worship you and obeyed the sounds you made like a fool lured by sirens in the middle of the sea. You’re so pretty, not because you stood there bare for him to drown in your taste but because your very existence defined the word. To allow him to feel and see all of you without the filters you put on for others was an honor. An honor that he plans to harden in the vastness of forever, not now—but soon. 

For now, he had to take care of his love. And rightfully so, he placed your other leg on his shoulder as he balanced you with his hands on your back and molded your ass. His tongue explored every corner of your heat, moaning as he felt your body anxiously clenching. 

“Kakashi, I’m cumming.” You said breathlessly.

“Then let go for me, darling. Let me feel you come undone.” He dipped his head into your pussy again, this time he sucked and sucked while his middle finger pumped inside of you. So you did. You came hard and relaxed in its aftermath. He pulled away from your leg but only after he kissed your folds, a string of your wetness connecting with his lips. You laid in the middle of the bed staring at the man in front of you, he licked his lips in satisfaction. 

“Can I…” Your eyes met his as it lowered to examine the outline of his length through his briefs. 

“Tonight is all about you.” His hands reach to untie his night robe, revealing his bare form. You took it in as if it was your first time seeing him. His abs were defined and if you looked further down, his happy trail blended almost perfectly with his skin. You wanted him more than ever. 

“Please, I want to—I’ll be good.” You didn’t mean for the words to come out like a plea but it did. You didn’t know what had gotten into you but beyond those four walls, there were problems and worries—factors that were forgotten within the depth of your intimacy. The only rational response would be to let go and enjoy the ecstasy of your souls connecting. Your lips opened to let out a desperate plea. “I’ll be gentle.” 

With his consent, you lowered his briefs and his cock sprung out—his tip red and angry with arousal. Leaked with pre-cum, his length anxiously waited for your touch. You started slowly, with your lips wrapping around the tip of his length. His moans sparked something you didn’t know was there. Your tongue danced around his cock while your hands massaged his balls. Taking him deeper inside your mouth, he lets out a moan. 

“Please…” He grunts as his hand grips your hair. “Just like that.” He whines as your tongue lapped around his length. He removed his hand from your hair so he can run smooth circles on your cheeks—feeling the outline of your hollowed cheeks taking him in. He pulled your head away so he wouldn’t finish in your mouth. 

“I want to prolong this as much as possible.” He guided you up from your knees so he could place a deep kiss on your lips. His hands wrapped around your waist as he brought you closer. He cautiously lowered you on the bed and situated himself between your legs. His hands reached for the drawer as he pulled out a condom. He tore open the wrapper with his teeth and handed the latex to you. Confused, you stared at him.  

“Roll it on for me.” His voice was velvet and commanding, laced with that teasing edge that made your skin warm and body filled with desire. The air was thick with something unspoken and unseen that you both could feel. He got off on this, seeing you flustered and unraveling every inch of you until all he could see was the rawest version of yourself. It didn’t stop at the hot springs when he shamelessly flirted with you or when he ordered you to watch yourself in the mirror as he buried himself between your thighs.  

“Quit teasing.” You looked away, but he was faster—his fingers, calloused yet so soft, trapped your chin and forced you to meet his gaze. His hungry eyes burned into yours, drinking in every inch of you.

“I’m not teasing.” His voice was serious with a slight hint of playfulness in his tone. “Roll it on for me.”

You looked down to where his length stood hard and proud between your legs. Kakashi let out a sigh when he felt your hands wrapped around his cock and grunted at the feeling of your warm fingers rolling the latex material on him. 

“We’ve been together for years, yet you’re still so shy. I’m gonna have fun with you.” He dipped his head to kiss your neck as he lined up himself in your entrance. “Relax for me, my love.” He placed gentle kisses on your skin as he lowered himself into you. 

“That’s it, you can handle it.” Once he fully bottomed down, he gave you a moment to adjust to his length as he admired you—almost as if it was his first seeing you lying beneath him. So vulnerable with nothing to hide yourself in. Your body was completely bare for him, every curve and scar exposed. Despite that, he still loved you. 

“Faster, please. I want you to fuck me faster.” 

His thumb rubbed controlled circles on your clit, hoping to get you there—to the destination of pure bliss and relaxation. His hips continued to thrust into yours as you ground your hips to meet his, anxiously seeking that high. You felt it, that familiar sensation pulsing through your body. So you chased it as much as you could, his hot lips on your neck, tracing, and sucking kisses on your neck. Moans and kisses filled the room with loud sounds of skin against skin.

“So handsome.” You commented as you came down from the high, but you weren’t satisfied yet. You wanted more than that, more than just him taking you and making you his. 

You wanted all of him. 

All you wanted was to show him how much you admired and loved him. Kakashi said tonight was all about you but what if you wanted it to be about him as well? To show him how much you found solace in his presence. You gently push him to lay on the other side of the bed before you get on top of him. You captured his lips for a deep kiss. 

“Take off the condom, Kakashi.” You moaned in his mouth as you deepened the kiss. He took aback and pulled away to make sure you were aware of what you asked for. Doing so would probably bring to life the product of the love you both share. Something you both never sat down and talked about. 

“I really want to. But, love, we haven’t discussed—”

“Take. It. Off.” You said anxiously, a breathless sigh escaped your lips. “Please.”

And he did so in such a hurry that made you sure that he yearned for the day you’d let him do you raw without any barriers between you both. He tied a knot around the plastic before throwing it away on the bin by the door without looking. He was perfect, his skill as a ninja, and his entire existence—absolutely perfect. 

“I love you.” You kissed his neck before planting a deep kiss on his lips. “I want to take care of you for however long I can. Please, let me.” 

You held onto his shoulders for support as your hands reached to line his cock with your entrance. Your foreheads pressed against each other as beads of sweat threaten to run down your faces. You sink yourself down on his length as a satisfied gasp escapes your lips. 

“That’s it. Yeah, just like that…” He moaned in your ears as his hips thrusted upwards. “Just like that, hmmm.” His hands comfortably sat on your hips to grind them forward on his length. He wasn’t done with you yet and you knew that. “So wet around my cock.”

Your back arched at the familiar sensation threatening your body for a release. Kakashi opened his mouth to capture your nipples in his mouth as his hands continued to move your hips. The intimacy between you two was borderline filthy yet gentle. Beneath the two of you, the sheets were moist with a mixture of sweat and heat. Yet the two of you kept going at it, taking in each other’s pleasure to reach that high that you both longed for. 

“Kakashi…” Your voice so whiny and sweet broke through the sounds of moans and squeaky bed. “I’m coming.” You ride him faster, hoping to reach that blissful release again despite your weakened legs. Your walls tightened around his length to memorize the size and veins that ran along his cock. 

“Look at me…” He grunts as he himself was seeking for that release soon after yours. He wanted this and he wanted you. Your glistened skin lit up by the candle drove him crazy. His eyes examined every facial expression you made as he reached deeper inside your velvet walls. You couldn’t fulfill his request. This was too intimate and too filthy to face him. No matter how many times you two had sex, never were you able to hold eye contact during moments of passion. 

“Love, let me see you, baby.” He gently caressed his fingers on your cheeks and lifted your chin so your eyes could greet him. “So pretty…” His voice was so soothing and gentle, contrasting the lecherous air between you two.

“Kakashi, please.” You begged. “So good.”

“Hmm, you feel good?” He asked in a teasing manner while his eyes remained on yours. Still maneuvering your body on his dick, he lets out a laugh. “Then come for me, take what’s yours—I’m all yours.”

That was the only encouragement you needed to hear before you took it upon yourself to ride his length. The familiar knot coiling deep within you. It tightened and tightened until it finally snapped, leaving you empty with no thoughts and worries in your mind. Suddenly nothing mattered except the both of you, Kakashi came moments later, his own release emptying his mind. For once, there were no responsibilities and expectations trusted upon him. Your body collapsed on his, bodies pressed together as the sheets tangled between your legs. Chest rising and falling as you both caught your breath within each other’s warmth. Kakashi’s fingers gently ran along your spine before he pressed a lingering kiss on your forehead.

“You did so well,” his voice was tender and low. He placed another kiss on your forehead, when your gaze met his, you melted. You reached for him this time, capturing his lips in a kiss—this one was gentle, absent of desperation and hunger. It was different from the lustful and feverish kisses you shared before.

“I did?” You whispered shyly.

He hummed in response, his fingers stroking your cheek with his fingers and you sighed against his touch. Slowly, he lifted you off his length, laying you against his chest before pulling the sheets over you. Your breathing followed the same rhythm as you both felt the comfort of the silence. Your eyes traced the vastness of the white ceiling, lost in thoughts until his hand rested on your stomach—grounding himself in your warmth. You smiled, lacing your fingers with his before bringing them to your lips for a soft kiss.

“I love you.” 

“Do you ever run out of ‘I love yous.’ You teased, your heartbeat slowly settling into its resting rhythm. Within the comfort of his embrace, you laid your head on his bare chest—the rhythm of his heart pumping life into your own. 

“Do you?” He asked, equally teasing. His skin was warm beneath your fingertips as you drew meaningless shapes on his skin. 

But why would you? No dictionary, no language in the world can describe what you felt. Love, infatuation, obsession, fondness, tenderness—none of them were rough to dissect and define the depth of it.

“No. If you love someone, you will never run out of love. The beauty of life and finding ‘the one’ is growing and adapting with them. Forget appearances—what about what’s in here?” Your voice softened as you pressed your head firmly against his chest, feeling his warmth. 

“Are you calling me ugly?” He let out a breathy laugh before his tone straightened, his eyes softening. “Even if I ran out of words, I would still find a way to remind you that you’re my everything.” He leaned down, pressing a tender kiss on your forehead, soft and reverent, almost like a vow.

“Always a gentleman.” You smiled, your heart swelling with love and admiration. “I love you.” You reached to turn on the bedside lamp, but not before leaning in to return the kiss on his forehead. Behind you, the sound of shifting sheets filled the comfortable silence as Kakashi moved. Reaching into the drawer of his nightstand.  

“Our tea is probably ice cold by now.” You complained playfully. “It’s your fault. If you hadn’t seduced me and just let me drink the poor tea, I wouldn’t have to throw it away—” 

Your words trailed off the moment you turned to face him. 

The tiny wooden box in his hands was unmistakable, you knew what that meant. His fingers trembled slightly as he lifted the lid, revealing the most beautiful ring you had ever seen. 

It wasn’t just a ring. 

It was a statement. A promise. A symbol of forever. 

“Kakashi….” Your voice came out like a vulnerable whisper, barely audible, as if speaking too loudly would steal the moment. Words caught in your throat, tangled in the quietness of the room. 

“Looks like I’m running out of words,” he said, teasing but his eyes held everything but humor. Love. Passion. Devotion. And most of all, vulnerability. 

This moment would be carved into your memory for eternity. The future was uncertain, unpredictable—anything could happen. One day, you could wake up and decide to hate each other. The risk was undeniable. 

But with him? 

You were willing to take it. 

And Kakashi—a man who had lost everyone he had ever been close to—was asking you to walk with him into forever?

 How could you say no? 

And even as life inevitably swept you both into its destined darkness, this moment, this promise was a vow that no matter what, you both would find each other again. 

In this life. In the next. In the eternal embrace of nirvana. 

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Currently trying to rebrand my account. Do NOT look at my work from three years ago, I’ll cry.

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Nanami is the type of man who is very keen on your consent. He will not do anything to you unless he has your verbal consent. That is just how he is. He thrives on knowing that you enjoy what he is doing to you as well as knowing that you are comfortable enough to say 'no' if you ever wished to stop what he's doing. Nanami is a gentleman, that's it. Even after years of being married to each other, Nanami will proudly request your consent before he ever kisses you or give you the intimate relief you both need.

That's just how he is, Nanami will not continue his actions if he does not have your explicit consent.

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A TEASE

SUMMARY: Inexperienced reader gives Nanami a blowjob.

CHARACTER: Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader

CW: Oral (male receiving), gagging, teasing, playful reader, orgasm,

NOTES: A poorly written scenario so bear with me. English is not my first nor is it my second language!

"Let me..." You moaned as you pulled away from the kiss and slowly lowered yourself on the dark-wooden floor, eyes never leaving his.

You were not well experienced when it came to giving blowjobs. That often left you stalling whenever you and Kento had sex, often apologizing for not being able to give him that relief. And being the gentleman that he is, Kento never pressured you to give him blowjobs. He was an understanding man—too understanding.

"Are you sure, darling?"

Kento asked, looking at you on your knees in front of him. Your hands eagerly rested on his belt, waiting for him to approve your actions.

"Yes, may I?"

Kento nodded his head in approval and you wasted no time before you undid his belt. Your fingers traced slow and teasing patterns on his abs as you trailed light kissed down to his blond happy trail. Tracing your index finger on his happy trail, Kento lets out a broken moan.

"Quit teasing..." He said through gritted teeth and you smirked, placing a light kiss on the elastic band of his Calvin Klein boxers. Slowly undoing the button of his trousers, you licked your lips as you undid his zipper. You brushed your finger softly on his bulge outlined by his grey boxers. Slowly tracing the tip of your nails on the outline of his thick shaft, you looked up to him again—begging him for consent.

"Yes, love, yes." He said exasperatedly, you let out a chuckle at his anxiousness.

It's been weeks since you last gave Nanami a blowjob. Worried of your inability to relieve him the same way he is able to relieve you. Kento made sure to reassure you that you were doing just fine. Even now as you continued to tease him, Kento placed his right hand on your cheeks, fingers drawing reassuring circles on your cheeks.

You pulled down his boxers from its waistband and his thick cock greeted you. Two veins ran along his hard shaft towards his tip. Guiding your fingers on those veins, Nanami once again gently pulled your head back to make you stare at him.

"Enough." He said strictly, "You're such a tease"

"Can't a woman have some fun?" You batted your lashes playfully and rubbed your fingers gently on his tip. "You're too serious sometimes, you know that, darling?"

"You're not being fair, please." He begged, his head hanging low to take a good look at you. Tugging your hair back, he leaned down to look at you in the eye. "So damn unfair."

Opening your mouth as though you were going to guide his length inside, you quickly closed it to purse your lips and placed a light kiss on his tip...again.

"Darling...." He warned

Looking up to him through your lashes, you guided his dick inside your mouth; closing your mouth gently as you begin to take what you could in his mouth. Using your hand to gently wrap around the rest of his length your mouth couldn't handle, you begin to fully pump his length in your mouth.

You pulled away, torturing him as you gently played with his ballsack. Wrapping your mouth around his shaft once more, you challenged yourself into taking all of him.

"Easy..." Nanami said softly while gently caressing your cheeks. "there is no rush, darling. You have all of me already. I promise."

You listened to his words but you continued to ease his entire shaft in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. Gently placing your hands on his thigh to signal him that it was too much, Nanami slowed down his thrusts.

Nanami grabbed your hair gently as his thrusts began to grow more sloppier and faster. His grip on your hair got tighter at his thighs began to clench, signaling that he was near his orgasm. You continued sucking on his cock even as his orgasm neared its finished line.

"Love....darling....that's it..." He groaned as you continued bobbing your head on his cock as he reached his orgasm. "Shit....just like that."

You continued your movements until pulled his length out of your mouth, leaving you hungry for more. You smirked as he leaned down to place a soft kiss on your forehead.

"You were wonderful." He reassured gently. He guided you to your knees to place a deep kiss on your lips. He held you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands squeezed your ass as he guided you to your shared bedroom.

"It's my turn to take care of you, love."

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I am about to send my Macbook for repair today. Looks like my iPad will be my bestie for the next few days😭 For the time being, please send some requests

Don't spill acetone on your Macs, kids.

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ʚїɞ SUMMARY: reader is completely in love with Gojo but she cannot admit it, Gojo being a fool takes her back everytime.

ʚїɞ CHARACTER: Gojo Satoru

ʚїɞ CW: fem!reader, afab!reader, no dynamics, independent reader, scared of commitment reader, avoidant attachment style, loverboy gojo.

ʚїɞ NOTES: haven’t been here a while but I am getting my MacBook fixed so I will definitely be more active after that🫶

As your breath slowly returned to its normal pace, you stood up from Gojo's bed—sheets all tangled and moist as his eyes pierced your soul. Ignoring his fiery gaze, you scanned the floor for your discarded garments as you quickly got dressed; hoping to make it to the waiting Uber downstairs. Looking around for your bag, you made sure that you didn't forget anything in Gojo's house as you made your way back to yours.

"Y/N..." Gojo quietly called out to you, his naked frame still on the bed while the sheets covered his bottom half. He watched as you quickly placed your five-inch heels on as if you were in a hurry to leave his place.

"You don't have to go." He said, softer than how he previously called out your name before. His hands clenched the bedsheets, his memories drifting to how you both were taking in each other's pleasure as though they were your own. Mouth leaving trails of light kisses on your skin as he explored the familiar curve of your bare form.

Gojo knew everything about you, from how you liked your coffee in the morning to the perfect spot that could have you moan out his name for hours. He knows you and in this moment, he knew that you were running from something—you were running from him.

You were scared of what he felt for you, especially since those feelings were quite new to you. Romantic feelings weren't something you were familiar with and this alien feeling scared you so much that rather than embracing it—you ran away.

Hence, why you hurriedly put on your shoes, hoping to return to the familiar place that you called home. Hoping to forget the way you allowed yourself to lose control within Satoru's embrace—hoping to gain a level of familiarity and control in your life.

Satoru noticed it too and he's trying to make you understand that he wants you—all of you. Yet every time he makes that clear, you were pulling away faster than he can latch onto you.

So he has no choice.

No choice but to wait for the moment when you’d show up in front of his doorstep, eyes staring deep into his, wishing that he'd be able to hear what you can't say out loud. He hoped that you'd open up to him someday.

He loves you.

That's why whenever you stop by, he has his door wide open for you to come in. His hand slowly reached for your face as his fingers softly danced soothing circles on your cheeks. Satoru slowly leaned in to kiss you, his hands slowly taking off your clothes as he guided you to his bed.

Within the comfort of his silky sheets, his body on top of yours as his lips repeatedly uttered encouraging words. Those were the moments you allowed yourself to be vulnerable. When the moment finally ended and before Satoru dared pull you back in his arms, you were already leaving his bed and making your way back to your house.

"Satoru..." you said in a protest, your hand reaching the doorknob as you resisted looking back at him. "I can't..."

What was stopping you?

"Please Y/N..." He begged

You wanted to turn back to him. You wanted to fall into his embrace as you eagerly waited for his kisses.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Satoru."

You walked out, not turning back to see the way his head hung low, gripping his sheets in disappointment for allowing himself to let you slip through his fingers.

That won't be the case next time. He will show you that he cares, more than he ever had before.

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A year later and I am back. A bit too late for resolutions but I do wish to take writing a bit more seriously this year.

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From yo boi Jojo

Butt foodie naked madara

Madara X Fem.Reader!

NSFW

The sound of the closing shower wakes you up from your deep slumber. Not wanting to get out of bed, you extend your arms to the place where your husband should be. It's cold, where did your man go? You reach one more time and nothing. You look around the room, the sunlight hitting the wooden floor of your bedroom.

"Awake already?" Your husband asks, closing the bathroom door behind him. You try getting up and stop the minute your legs feel sore. Giving up, you lay back down on your bed, now remembering what happened. Last night. You stare at the ceiling, last night was so amazing. You remember the way his touches lingered against your skin and how he was looking at you. You hide under the covers remembering the filthy things he said to you last night.

"I'll be a little late today, so don't wait for me," Madara says, pulling one of the drawers to look for his underwear. You sit up, ignoring the feeling of your legs.

You look at the view in front of you for a second. Madara's bare ass, staring at you in the face. It's so round, so plumpy and so full. The ass of the best warrior, the ass of your husband. You love that ass so well. You also stare at his muscular back, seeing the scratch marks you left on his back last night. Gosh, last night was so fun.

You keep staring at Madara's back, the vivid images of what happened last night replaying in your head. It's been so long since he's been home but when he is finally home, you both can't keep your hands to yourself. Last night was proof of this, the minute the man came home; all he did was touch and touch you until it led to both of you in between the sheets feeling each other.

Madara's eyes meet yours in the mirror, you shyly look down at the covers. Finally gathering the courage, you get out of the bed and wrap the blanket around your naked body. You and Madara had sex more times than you can count and yet; you're still shy about your body. You walk up to him and fix his hair; staring into his eyes in the process.

"Did you hear me?" Madara asks and you nod your head, tiptoeing to place a soft kiss on his forehead.

"I love you." You reply. Madara's eyes widen for a second then his lips curve to a smirk. He knows just how much you can love him and he's going to always be here to hear those words.

"So do I, love. Get some rest—I exhausted you yesterday," Madara says, smirking when you lower your head as a sign of embarrassment. If there's one thing Madara loves, it's teasing you and seeing the way you respond to his teasing. Although he'll never tell you that every day, he loves you; more than you could ever imagine. He is an Uchiha after all, no one loves stronger than them.

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Konoha’s founder with a female s/o who’s insecure about their bodies (SFW and NSFW)

[UNEDITED]

HASHIRAMA SENJU

-SFW- - First of all: what are you talking about? You're perfect the way you are and nothing is going to change that. Second of all: where did you get that idea from? Not once has Hashirama seen you as nothing but a goddess to him and now you dare say that your body is ugly?

- He's going to spend a day and talk to you about how perfect he thinks you are. If anything, he's going to show you how perfect you are. He's going to run his hands against your stretch marks and makes you look at him in the eyes.

- He's going to ask you to show him where you're insecure about and not a second later; he's going to leave soft kisses everywhere. By the time he's done with those soft kisses; he expects to see you smiling and if you're still not smiling and have a satisfied look on your face; he's going to show you in a different way.

-NSFW-

- Definitely the type to fuck you in front of a mirror and makes sure that you're looking at him while he's running his hands over your stretch marks. If he sees you not looking at yourself in the mirror; then he's going to fuck you harder and faster.

- He'll moan sweet words into your ears about how beautiful you are and how much he wishes you could see what he sees. He's never going to stop until he sees that you can actually spend a good 10 minutes staring at yourself in the mirror as he pounds into you.

- The mirror will be placed in front of his bed; just so that when he's pounding into you from the back, you can see every part of your body that you claim to hate so much.

TOBIRAMA SENJU

-SFW-

- He knows how much women tends to be more cautious about how they look but never has he expected that you out of all people: his wife, to be insecure about your body.

- He expects you to know that he would have never chosen someone who isn't pretty in his eyes. He's not one for the small talks as to why you shouldn't hate your body. If he sees that you're eating less and doing more physical activities; that's when he'll start worrying about you.

- Leading to him doing more work at home than in the office; to ensure that you n

-NSFW-

- Like I said before, Tobirama isn't the type to see why people would worry about their bodies unless they're worrying about being physically healthy. So he isn't the type to fuck anything out of you.

- All though I don't see him as the type to fuck your insecurity out of you; I do see him as the type to lay down on the couch with you and roam his hands around your body telling you how much he loves every inch of your body.

- He would place kisses where you feel most insecure.

MADARA UCHIHA

-SFW-

- I see him being just like Tobirama; he's the type to not see the point in worrying about being skinny or having too much stretch marks.

- He's definitely confront you about being so soft (not in a mean way of course.)

- He expects you to live your body the same way he loves yours and if you're not able to do that; he's going to question your morality on a nutshell.

-NSFW-

- Definitely the type to fucjk that body judgments out of you. He's not going easy on you either; he's going to make sure that you are in love with your body by the end of the session; if not? He's going for another round. We all know this man has stamina....so you'll be in for a veryyy long night.

- Loves to fuck you in front of a mirror; he loves it when you admire yourself as he work his way around your body. He's going to squeeze everything; making sure that the only thing you'll remember is how much he appreciate and love your body.

- PRAISE KINK! All though I see Madara having a degradation kink; in this situation, he's going to let that slide and praise you like a goddess. He's going to worship you and make you remember that the wife of THE Madara Uchiha is the most perfect person to exists.

[saskem]

This is your daily reminder that Madara, Hashirama. Tobirama and Itachi are not picky when it comes to their significant other. So you can go ahead and have a normal day today by appreciating yourself😌.

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Can I request prompts 1 and 5 with Kakashi? 💕

"I missed you, let me show you how much"

"I've been thinking about this all day and night"

Kakashi found himself in the office everyday, no sleep; it was just him in the office with bunch of paperwork and other occasional visits from Shikamaru. You too were busy, with Naruto's wedding coming up and you helping your husband who is the Hokage. You were technically busier than you usually are.

So the minute your find yourself free from all of your work and all of Naruto's wedding prep...the first thing you did was go home. To your surprise, you heard the front door closing, as though someone just came inside. Excited about who that was, you quickly went down the stairs; almost skipping a flight or two; but you were unable to care about that at the moment.

Your husband was home, after so many days of being locked up in a cage that happens to be his office; filled with paperwork and constant urgencies. As you step in front of him, you extend your arms to pull him into a hug but when you stared into his eyes; you immediately stopped....this look he had, you knew what that meant.

"K-kakashi, welcome home..." You said and you hear him sigh

"Come here.." He moans, pulling you into a deep kiss. His hands roam around your body, leaving lingering and warm touches. His kiss was demanding but soft at the same time; showing his longing for you. He pulls you tighter than you can imagine. There's no doubt about it; he missed you and so did you.

Pulling away from the intense kiss, you take off his Hokage cloak and toss it to the side. He carries you to the room, softly placing you down on the bed. He hover above you and stares into your eyes.

"I missed you, let me show you how much." He says, more like with a more demanding tone than when he told you to come to him.

He lowers down to your lips once more and kiss your deeply, hands traveling down to your body and softly squeezing your breasts. You couldn't stand it anymore, you bring him closer to you than you could ever imagine. Not a moment later, you feel him pull away from your hold as he makes his way down.

"I've been thinking about this all day and night." He says, slowly but seductively removing your underwear. Without thinking, you move a little bit closer to his face so that he could have more access to you.

You were in for a very long night, the look on his face as he keeps persisting that you should look at him as he goes down on you. He loved every inch of you, and he's going to make sure to explore every inch of your body because opportunities like this rarely comes around.

[saskem]

No thoughts, just Kakashi placing soft kisses on your face as soon as he comes home because he misses the heck out of you.

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Hiii I hope your history teacher didn't give you a test and you and your father could handle the math test well! Don't worry too much about it I'm sure you'll succeed next time! Could I request some Tobirama jealousy headcanons (sfw!) with a fluff ending? Ty and everything will be fine <3

When Tobirama is jealous, you won't be able to tell because he's always grumpy. His face always carries a stoic expression or just a plain boredom look.

The only good amount of time you and Tobirama had together was a week before your wedding and a month after the wedding that was basically your honeymoon. (Even though he had some minor to do in between your honeymoon)

After the wedding, Tobirama was barely home; when he was, you were either sleeping or you went to the hospital to work. You guys barely had time to even see each other.

So when Tobirama finally spent 2 nights to get rid of all of his work, he just had to see you in front of the house; talking with Madara out of all people. At first he payed no mind to it but then when he saw Madara leaning down; crouching to your height to softly ruffle your hair as you guys started to laugh, that's when an unfamiliar feeling hit him.

Remaining with no emotion displayed across his face, he approaches the two of you and as soon as you felt his presence; you and Madara stopped laughing and looked towards him. Seeing the glare Tobirama was giving him, Madara softly flashes you a smile as he casually walks away; waving goodbye at the both of you.

You look towards your husband, reaching to place your hand on his arm; he moves away and looks at you.

"Tobirama, what's wrong? Though day?" You asked, looking at your husband whose gaze were still on you.

"What's he doing here?" Tobirama asked

"Oh, I was out in town today to buy some groceries and they were too much. Then I stumbled against Madara and he helped me bring the groceries here.....It's nothing really, it was very nice of him; you should be less harsh on him." You said, looking up to him.

"There are maids for that here..!" He said, his voice getting loud; surprised by his sudden raise in tone, you took two steps back.

"What are you on Tobi? He just helped me, that's all. The maid that usually helped with the groceries found out that she was pregnant....pardon my language but that would be very shitty to make her carry those groceries by herself." You said, slowly walking towards him again.

"Couldn't you ask me....my brother, perhaps one of my nephews?"

"Why would I go bother my in-laws for something I could deal with personally?" You asked Tobirama, this time turning around to walk inside the house leaving him behind.

"Or you could have just asked me!!!" He said, his tone slightly higher than before.

"When have you ever been home or available for me to ask for your help?"

"This isn't about me right now!!! It's about you bringing that........that rat in front of my home!" He said, following you behind.

"Our home....Tobirama, if this is how you're going to act because I asked a friend to help me bring those groceries....I would kindly as you to step out and not bring your negativity inside the home we worked so hard to bring us joy and relaxation."

"You could have just asked my brother..."

"The Hokage? Tobirama, he has many things to do instead of helping me with those groceries.....you know what, since this conversation is not going to lead us anywhere sane; I'd like to end it here." You said, placing the groceries in their specific order of the house.

"I'm just telling you why you shouldn't bring that demon in front of our house and you're casually acting like he's no threat!" he said

"That's because he isn't!"

"Care telling me why he was so close to you earlier?" He asked, this time you turned around to actually look at the look in his face...........jealousy.

"Don't be jealous of Madara, Tobi, you know I only have eyes for you and for you only....so quit acting like a child." You said

"Jealous? Who's jealous??? Me?? Of that....thing..."

"Stop it Tobirama, you're taking things too far now....stop it!"

Tobirama didn't say anything, he just looked at you; more like glaring at you.

"Quit glaring at me,"

Not playing attention to your complaints, Tobirama leans down and place a soft kiss on your lips.

"Pardon me for my behavior earlier" he said, forehead still pressed against yours.

"It's okay, don't apologize for being jealous....." You said, teasing him.

"Hey, hey....I'm not jealous and never was.." You said

"Sure thing Lord Tobirama, sure thing" You chuckled as you ran upstairs just to hear Tobirama following you behind. Gosh, he's so grumpy.

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hashirama with prompt 6?

"Hands on the headboard sweetheart"

Today was just one those moments where Hashirama was home after a very long week of staying in the office. He was clingier than usual and he definitely more hornier than usual. Which is why as soon as he got home, not even letting you greet him; he grabs you and leads you to the bedroom.

He was thrusting inside of you continuously, grabbing and kneading every inch of your skin; making sure to touch every part of your body. He needed you just as much as you needed him. You were a moaning mess under him, taking in all of his thrusts while your fingers were kneading the skin of his back.

"Hashirama" you moan out as you feel his trusts getting faster and sloppier. He leans down to you and place a soft kiss on your lips.

"Hands on the headboard sweetheart" He said, stopping his thrusts to close the gap between you two. You comply, reaching your hands to the headboard and grip it. Hashirama slowly push out of you and then entered you with a deep hard, thrust. You let out a gasp as he keeps staring down at you.

"You know I love you right?" He asks, staring deep into your soul; you nod your head, your facial expression showing confusion.

"Good"

You later had to find out why he asked you such question.

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Madara SFW

No thoughts, just Madara wrapping his big arms around your body while his face is buried in between your neck after a long day of work. You love the way he smells and he loves the way you smell. This is one of the moments where he can feel closer to you without doing much. And he loved every moments like these.

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Can I please get 12 & 13 for madara ! Thank youuuu 💕💕💕💕

"Swallow it all"

"Who do you belong to?"

You and Madara were in a meeting all day today. While Madara was paying attention to what was being said in the meeting, you and Hashirama on the other hand couldn't stop talking with each other and make fun of your husband. It was then time to stop talking and engage in the debate to bring the Hyuga clan to the village. While the debate was going on, you felt Madara's strong grip on your thigh. You weren't scared but you did know what will happen the minute you guys step your feet inside the house.

_

Your hands grips Madara's thighs as he thrusts upward in your mouth with force. He was ruthless with you, your saliva was leaking down his cock as he groans while thrusting deeper inside your mouth. He was furious and angry, his thrust was enough to show you that he was disappointed in you. You soon felt his legs trembling and you knew that he's going to release in your mouth. He pulls out his sock and looks at you, mouth full with his seeds. He sees some of his cum leaking down your chin, he reaches his finger and guides the leaking cum back to your lips.

"swallow it all"

He said, looking at you with dark and intense eyes. After swallowing his cum, you open your mouth to let him see the emptiness. Letting out a huge sigh, Madara picks you up and throws you on the bed. Not even giving you a second to get adjust to the impact, Madara forces his way inside your walls; aggressively pounding into you. He grabbed your neck and make you look at him.

"Who do you belong to?" He said, holding your neck tighter. He was jealous and mad, you can tell from his agressiveness. He's more aggressive than usual.

"M-Madara, let go-"

"I asked you, who do you belong to?" He repeated again, thrusting deeper than you would ever imagine.

"I belong to you, Madara.....please, I can't anymore," You begged, looking at him in the eyes.

"Good girl...." He said, letting go of your neck and turning you around. You were face down on the pillows and he was above you from the back; pounding the life out of you. It felt good but the pleasure was too much to handle but you knew that he wouldn't stop until he feels satisfied.

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hey!!! 10 with madara?? 😋😋

"Open that pretty mouth"

Madara grabs you by the waist to leave you standing in between his thigh while he's caressing your waist softly with his calloused hands. You look down at him and he looks up to you; you lean down and place a kiss on his lips. The kiss was intense, Madara's hands were all over your body......showing feeling of longing. He missed you, there's no doubt and about it and you missed him too. His hands reaches up to your breasts, giving it a tight squeeze; you moan in his mouth. You were excited, too much to the point where your underwear was soaked from your arousal.

Your hands slides down to his clothed crotch, touching it and squeezing it. You hear a soft whimper coming from Madara as you palm his hard cock. Pulling away from the kiss, leaving both of you breathless; Madara looks at you,, his eyes dark and showing envy.....you knew what to do, you got on your knees and freed his cock from his boxers. You stare at his cock, pre-cum threatening to fall and you observe the familiar vein coming from the base of his cock to the top. You loved the way his cock looked and he knew that too, and Madara loved the way your mouth felt around his cock.

"Open that pretty mouth, princess." He said, in a deep tone.

You comply as you open your mouth, taking in half of his cock. He lets out a shaky moan as he guides your head up and down his shaft.

You are in for a long long night and you knew things were about to get started when you felt Madara releasing in your mouth. There was nothing sexier to him than seeing you with your mouth white and full; swallowing his cum right after.