#kakashi x f!reader

[mayhem-neverending]

The Big Bad Wolf

Part IV

Word Count: 3,404

Warnings: Descriptions of anxiety, depression

Note: I really hope this flows okay, because I was writing this from my notebook while also working through the next part and it made my brain a little wonky. Also, right after I had copied it, my kid somehow deleted the whole thing so I was just barely saved.

After falling asleep the moment your head hit the pillow and getting a full night’s rest, you were more than ready to start your busy day. Your first order of business after dropping your son off was to pay a visit to Lord Sixth. 

You ambled down the hall to the office, waving at a few acquaintances who passed. Standing in front of the large oak door, you knocked lightly, hoping your timing wasn’t disturbing any important meetings or work. 

You were called in almost immediately, and slipped through the doorway before shutting it softly behind you. Kakashi had his head bent over some paperwork, so you stood quietly in the middle of the room until he finished. It didn’t take much waiting, and when he looked up to make eye-contact with you, the furrow in his brow dissipated instantly. HIs eyes crinkled in a tired smile which you returned. 

“Good morning, sir,” 

“Good morning, how was yesterday?”

You thought of how best to respond. “It wasn’t too bad,”

Flashing him a cheeky grin, you continued. “Can’t complain with my pay,”

Kakashi let out a small chuckle. “Good. Obito wasn’t… he wasn’t too much, was he?”

Your smile slipped into a neutral expression, the once you had always saved for mission debriefs. “He was not much of a hassle, though I suspect he was wary of my presence. The most bothersome part was the… hovering, though I’m sure he'll quit after some time with me,”

He nodded, holding back an eye-roll at his friend’s behavior. “Anything else?”

“Grocery allowance,”

Lord Sixth pushed back his chair and started rummaging through one of his desk drawers. He eventually found what he was looking for, retrieving a sealed envelope. He set it on the desk and scribbled something on the front. 

He held it out for you, and you approached the desk and grasped the other end. He didn’t let go, and you awkwardly met his deep brown eyes. 

“Thank you, for accepting this job.” HIs tone was low and soft.

“Of course, sir,” You replied slowly, and he let go.

“I wrote my number on the back of it.” He pointed to the envelope. “Shoot me a text if you happen to need anything,”

You nodded, and glanced at his messy scrawl. You hadn’t ever seen his handwriting, and it amused you that it was closer to chicken scratch than legible numbers. 

“If that’s all, you’re free to go,”

You gave him a small smile and bowed your head respectfully. “Have a good day, Lord Sixth,”

Kakashi openly rolled his eyes, the corner of his lips tugging into an exasperated grin. “Kakashi.”

“Mhm,” you hummed, there was a glint in your eye that he didn’t miss as you waved goodbye. 

Your short walk to the market stalls was uneventful, and your shopping much the same. You had made a mental checklist of all the things you needed, and after finishing at each stall, you took out a ninja scroll to store your goodies. A couple of the vendors tried to chat with you, and you would normally indulge them, but you kept the conversations short. In the end, it took you a little longer than you would have liked, but after about an hour and a half you were headed back out to the edge of the forest. 

Obito stared at himself in his grimy bathroom mirror for well over an hour before your arrival. He was staring past himself, letting his eyesight blur while he was lost in thought for the majority of the time, but every once in a while he would focus back in and curse his incredible attention to detail. 

Worse for wear would be a gentle expression for how he looked. He almost couldn’t fathom how he had gotten to this point. The dark circles under his eyes, his long, matted hair, and his bones were made more prominent by his weight loss. The face staring in the mirror taunted him.

He couldn’t help but think he looked more like Madara now than ever before. 

He scowled at his reflection, but it only intensified the resemblance. He was intimidating. It made him wonder how you perceived him when he had walked around the corner the morning before.

He hated himself for the thought, but it had been a long time since he had seen a woman. It was much different than having Kakashi and Naruto for brief company. He had the urge to fix his appearance the second after you two had made eye-contact. 

He didn’t want you to be frightened by him. He didn’t want anyone to be frightened of him anymore, but especially not the person sent to care for him. Obito wasn’t dumb, he could feel how tense you were when he was near; he just hoped he could change that, and quickly. 

His train of thought was interrupted by a curt knock on his front door, and the hinges creaking as it swung open. He tumbled out of the bathroom and hurried into the living room to greet you. 

You were already a few steps from the kitchen, and you raised your eyebrows in mild interest at his hasty movements. He stopped a few feet away from you, and attempted an easy smile.

The flash of bewilderment across your face told him he hadn’t quite managed it, but he persisted. “Good morning,”

“Good morning..” your tone came out questioningly. 

He tore his eyes away from your figure and looked around. “Weren’t you going to get groceries?”

“Oh, yeah. They’re right here,” You pulled a scroll out of your bag and set it on the floor. 

You weaved your hands and placed them on the surface of the scroll. In a poof everything appeared atop the scroll and spread around it on the floor. Obito seemed impressed by the sheer volume of things suddenly in his kitchen. 

“Are you trying to feed the whole Shinobi Alliance?”

You rolled your eyes and a smirk quirked the corner of your lips. You waved your hand around to encompass everything. “It’ll all be eaten, trust and believe,”

“First, though, is laundry.” You located the detergent and heaved it over the rest of the items as you made your way to the hallway. 

“You have a basket ready?”

“...Will a pile do?” 

You stopped and turned around, having passed him. “Are you telling me Lord Sixth didn’t provide a basket for you?”

He scratched the back of his neck under his messy mop of hair. “Uh, yeah, I guess,”

You shook your head. You made it to the end of the hallway, where the washer and dryer were hidden behind a sliding door. Obito followed behind you and went to grab his clothes. He plopped them in while you filled the dispenser. You were acutely aware of his presence and tensed when his arm grazed yours, though you tried not to show it. 

You walked back to the kitchen with Obito trailing behind you. While you got to work putting everything away, he stood around ominously, his keen eyes following your movements. It was a little disconcerting, but you weren’t sure how to address it. It was clear to you that he didn’t know what to do with himself, and clearer still that his social skills had been diminished close to nil in his time here. 

You considered the best course of action while your hands were busy. Cautiously, you called, “Obito?”

“Yeah?” He replied rather quickly. 

You turned your attention to him. “Do you, perhaps.. have any hobbies?”

It took him only a few strides to situate himself a couple feet from you, back leaning against the countertop. You barely held back an exasperated noise at the action. He brought a finger to his lips in thought, seemingly oblivious to your plight.

He couldn't be that oblivious, could he? Or did he not care? 

“When I was a kid… I used to help out old ladies a lot,” he replied with a straight face.

A burst of surprised laughter escaped your chest. His dark eyes lit up at the sweet sound tickling his ears. He couldn’t stop a small smile from lifting his lips. When your laughter died down, you asked with amusement, “anything else?” 

He paused. “I don’t - I don’t think so,”

You restarted your task of shelving cans so you wouldn’t have to meet his eyes as you said, “I noticed your lack of - well, your lack. So, I brought you a book I finished recently. I thought you might like to borrow it. Something to do at least,”

From the corner of your eye you watched him blink in surprise. He straightened his shoulders a bit. “Uh, thank you,”

You nodded and strode over to the table where you had set your bag. “Here,”

You held it out for him and he pushed himself off the counter. He gingerly took it from your hands, as if you might change your mind and he would be in trouble for taking it. He inspected the cover and turned it over to read the description on the back. He opened it up and pulled one of the chairs out from the table, sinking into it as he began to read. 

The quiet of the space was calming now that his eyes were elsewhere. You started on a small breakfast for him, just eggs and toast, so you could get to work on lunch, since it was closer to 10:30 am now. Your eyes wandered over to him, noticing that he slouched and stuck his legs out straight in front of him under the table, propped by the other chair. 

HIs brows were slightly furrowed, the left dipping lower than the right. HIs mouth drew a straight line of concentration as his eyes flit across the page. An image of a healthier, filled out Obito flashed across your mind. You couldn’t help the spark of attraction that rose in your chest as your gaze remained on him. 

HIs turning the page he was on broke you from your reverie, and you refocused on your task. The thought that he was attractive did not sit well with you, and you shifted uncomfortably on your feet. You didn’t dare look at him until you were setting a plate in front of him and replying to his, “Thank you,”

You busied yourself with switching over the load of laundry and bringing the cleaning products you bought to the linen closet. You were thankful for the distance you had created for him, and took the opportunity for some deep breathing. Once calmer, you stood in front of Obito’s closed bedroom door. You reached for the knob but hesitated, unsure if it would be intrusive to enter. You reasoned after a minute that it was part of the job description, so you twisted and pushed it open. 

The room’s bareness mirrored the rest of the home. There was one window, covered by dusty black curtains, a full sized bed and boxspring in the corner, and a dresser. The bed sported one pillow; it was one of the large ones, made for a king size bed-set, a white fitted sheet, and a matching white flat sheet. There weren’t any actual blankets. You knew from your rummaging around that there weren’t any in the nearly bare linen closet either. 

As far as you were aware, the cottage was heated only by the fireplace in the living room. You double checked for vents in his room, but your suspicion was quickly confirmed. It bothered you that he didn't have a proper blanket, considering Konoha was just as cold as anywhere else come winter. In fact, the nights were already beginning to be cold. You would have to have a word with Kakashi about it. 

You stripped the bed and pillow and dropped them in the washer, and on second thought, added his one bath towel to the load, along with the two new packages of washcloths you had bought for cleaning. 

You returned to the kitchen and pulled some ingredients from the fridge for lunch. Obito was still working on his breakfast, taking slow bites in between flipping the pages of his book. You were so engrossed in your thoughts you didn’t notice that his eyes repeatedly wandered off the page to you. 

Obito didn’t particularly like the frown tugging at your lips, or the way your eyes glossed over in deep thought. Unaware of the cause, he felt a little self-conscious. Now that he was more than aware of his disastrous state, he was embarrassed. He was also acutely aware of your presence at all times, and it was incredibly distracting. His body could practically feel your location in the house as you moved around. On second thought, he may unconsciously be feeling around with his Chakra. 

He glanced at you again, and to break you from your thoughts, and him from his own, he sassed, "You know I'm a grown man, right? This is barely any food," 

Rudely torn from your thoughts, you spun on your heel, a hand finding its place on your hip. You glared at him, and one of his eyebrows raised. He leaned sideways in his chair, throwing his arm over the back of it. He kept his expression impassive, if slightly annoyed. 

“And were you eating like a ‘grown man’ before I got here?” You looked him up and down slowly to drive home your point. 

A blush betrayed him as he mumbled something under his breath and looked away from you. “That’s what I thought. Trust my judgment. Lunch will be done in an hour or so anyway,”

You turned to the counter with a huff, and poured the coffee you had been brewing into your mug. You leaned against your hip so you could throw glares at him out of the corner of your eye while you enjoyed your sipping. 

“Where did the mug come from?”

"My apartment. You only have one mug, you know," 

“Ah, well I can’t do much about that, can I?”

You grimaced, shame at the tone you had taken with him hitting you with full force. “Sorry,”

A couple hours later, you found yourself scrubbing the bath while debating whether or not to text Kakashi. Well, you were going to text him, you were just struggling with the wording. You wanted to express your disappointment in him for letting someone he claimed to care for so deeply live like this. You knew he was busy, but damn, he was lucky Obito hadn’t frozen to death over the last two winters.

Pursing your lips, you scrubbed a little harder. You would need to ask for extra allowance so you could purchase a few necessities. With that in mind, you found yourself at the kitchen counter. Your bag was pushed to the side nearest the fridge, and you fished out your phone and the envelope from that morning.

“Is the tub done?” Obito called from the couch. 

He eyed your phone but kept his thoughts to himself. 

Obito had been forced to wait to change into his freshly clean clothes until you had finished in the bathroom. Despite your initial apprehension towards him, you wanted him to have the full clean experience. 

“Just a minute,” you unconsciously held up a finger.

You opened up your messages and punched the number in under New Messages. 

Good afternoon, this is Y/n. It has come to my attention that Obito needs a few more things than the budget allows. I was hoping you could fund a new bed-set, some dishware, and a couple more odds and ends. Thank you.

You pressed send and returned your phone to your bag. Turning your attention back to Obito, you caught him already watching you. 

“What was that about?”

“You need some things, I was informing Lord Sixth about it,”

“Why do you call him that?” 

You thought for a moment, tapping a finger to your chin. “Professionalism, I suppose,”

He snorted. “Okay,”

Your eyes scanned over him, taking in the dark circles, still sunken cheeks, and rats nest of a ponytail. The only difference from the day before was that his pallor had improved. Your eyes roved over him once more, and they stopped on his hair. 

Before you could stop yourself, you asked, “Can I cut your hair?”

With zero hesitation he replied, “Yes, please.” 

You pulled his chair out from the table just enough for him to sit down and gestured for him to come over. While he took a seat, you rummaged around in some of the kitchen drawers for a pair of scissors. They were hidden at the very back of the silverware drawer. 

You made a quick stop in the bathroom for a comb you had seen earlier, and took your spot behind him, excited. You inspected the knot, lifting a bit to see how far it went up. It seemed to stop nearer to the nape of his neck. 

“I’m going to have to take quite a bit off,”

“Do what you have to do,” he replied casually. 

You hummed. “Alright,”

Carefully, you cut above the knot. After a few well placed snips, it fell to the floor. You gently carded your fingers through the free hair, starting at his nape. Obito shivered involuntarily in response. He straightened and made to get up. 

You placed your left hand on his shoulder. “I’m not done.”

He turned his head to look at you. “But-”

“You’re not walking around with this choppy mess. Turn around and let me finish,”

“It’s not like anyone is gonna see it,” he grumbled, turning his head forward.

“I will,”

The feeling of your fingers just hardly brushing through his hair sent Obito into overdrive. It was foreign; far gentler than anything he had been accustomed to in a very long time. 

Electricity ran up and down his spine every time you measured out another section between your fingers. Hen tensed his body in a conscious effort to keep the shivers under control. He wanted to lean back into your touch, his body yearned for it. Your movements were simultaneously overwhelming and not enough. He became twitchy without realizing it, reacting to you. 

Without a second thought, you raked your fingers across his scalp, just barely pulling on the hairs. The action lifted his chin and he outwardly shivered. 

“Stop moving,” you murmured in his ear.

“Sorry,” he squeaked.

He cleared his throat. “My bad,”

You released your grip and continued trimming. Heat spread up his neck and across his face as well as tinting the tips of his ears. He sat as still as he possibly could, hardly daring to breathe. 

You pulled his chair a little farther away from the table and moved to stand in front of him. close enough that your legs brushed the side of his thigh when you leaned in. You took the comb to the front of his wild hair and pursed your lips in thought. 

“How much of this do you want in your face?” You brushed a piece away from his forehead. 

He stared at you dumbly, lips slightly parted. Your eyes traveled from his hair to his eyes. You took in his glazed expression and tinted cheeks, and your look of concentration turned into a playful half-grin. 

His eyes widened a fraction and flickered from your smile to your eyes. “Up to me, then?”

You didn’t wait for his response. You continued with your trimming and styling, aware that his eyes never left your face. And for once, you couldn’t find it in yourself to mind. 

Finished, you stepped back and admired your handiwork, a hand resting on your hip. You nodded to yourself, happy with how it turned out. He looked quite nice, actually. Much nicer than you would like to admit - alluring in a sort of grungy way.

Obito released the breath he had been holding. “How’s it look?”

“Good,” you cracked a genuine smile. 

“You look a little less like a mangy stray now,”

He scoffed, but couldn’t bring himself to scowl at you. The corner of his lips turned up, and he watched you go to reach for it again, but ultimately let your hand fall to your side. Your smiling face slipped back into one of polite neutrality.

“Let me get your towel so you can shower,”

Part V

[the-isekai-ninja]

»»--【Caught】--««

♔Pairing | Kakashi x Fem!Reader ♔Content | Breeding, Edging, Slight Humiliation, Oral (m+f!receiving), Body Worship, Overstimulation, Breeding, Masturbation, Cumplay, Creampie, Unprotected Sex, Cervix Mention, Slight Dacryphilia, Deepthroating, Pet names (Kakashi calls you Princess), Kakashi and reader take turns being the dominant one. 99% Kakashi POV except a few scenes, reader is a powerful ninja and Kakashi uses that to fuel his fantasies, Use of “you” to describe reader, no Y/N mention, Kakashi has a big dick and you choke on it, not beta read, seriously this is insanely filthy and has very little plot/non-sex scenes ♔Word Count | 11k (sorry i was ovulating) ♔Synopsis| Kakashi decides to have some fun on his day off. You decide to have the worst timing in the world to visit him. Things go terribly wrong for him from there. And then go terribly right.

Kakashi was not a pure man. Everyone knew that, himself included. The blood he spilled and his cruel nicknames a reminder of that. But this current state of impurity he was partaking in was really taking the cake. 

Getting called a pervert for reading erotica fiction was one thing, but if people knew what he thought about behind closed doors he was pretty sure he'd be on the chopping block next to Jiraiya. 

He sighs as he releases his hardened cock from his hand. His thighs twitching from the pressure he had just built up. Everything in his body was thrumming with desperation to release but Kakashi had been practicing enough today to prevent himself the satisfaction of cumming from this particularly taxing masturbation session. If he counted, it would have been the fourth time he had teased himself out of an orgasm today and the high he was feeling was euphoric.

He couldn't help himself, especially with you away on a lengthy mission. Over the few years he had gotten to know you through his genin team you had managed to worm your way into his heart, and he would rather die than let you know that. However, his long term crush on you had bubbled inside his chest while you were away and early this morning after confirming he had nothing to do today he had started to imagine how you would be underneath him. Railing into your warm heat as you babble his name with tears stinging your eyes from the intense pleasure.

He would kiss the tears away as he pounds harshly into you, reaching impossibly deep inside your cunt, hitting all the right places to make you a mess for him. He wanted to fuck you full of his cum so badly, your legs resting on his shoulders as he folds you in half to make sure his seed takes. 

Kakashi's imagination drifts off to another fantasy to start himself up again, you sitting politely between his legs, panting like a dog in heat as you nuzzle against his inner thigh and paw at his cock. A pretty collar with your name bedazzled on it and his name engraved on the back. Just so everyone knew who you belonged to.

With the fantasy solidified in his head, Kakashi slowly slides his hands down his naked chest, teasing himself with gentle touches he would prefer to be giving you. His breath hitches slightly as one hand finally reaches his cock while the other rests comfortably on his inner thigh.

He moves slowly, up and down, smearing some of his pre-cum over his hyper sensitive cock to get himself slick enough for his next session. He imagines you rubbing your cheek against his dick, asking if you have permission to suck it for him. He takes the hand on his inner thigh and moves to cup his balls, teasing them as he fucks his other hand. 

He hadn't known how great edging would feel but the thought of releasing all of his built up spend into your waiting mouth is too much for him. He's positive this will be the last time today, he's about to explode from pleasure. He swears he'll have to find time to do this again, god it feels good.

A sudden knock on his front door halts all thoughts. The pleasure he was indulging in suddenly feels dirty as he’s astutely aware of himself lying in his bed, all clothes off as he strokes himself to near completion. He’s sweaty and over stimulated and now an uneasy feeling of guilt starts to sit uncomfortably in his lower gut. Who could possibly be here? Gai was gone with you on your mission and everyone else wouldn't dare bother him on his one day off. 

Unless….oh no.

He hurriedly puts on some clothes, sweatpants that do nothing to hide his throbbing erection and his mask and tank-top combo. He’s far too sensitive, the tight shirt rubbing against his chest a stark reminder of how horny he currently is. 

He hears the knocking again along with an all too familiar voice that definitely should not be in Konoha right now. 

He places his lower half behind the door and cracks it open very slightly to get a peak at his worst nightmare come true.

“Hey!”

No. 

“Hey, you're back early.”

Why are you back early?

You stand behind the door, hands closed behind your back as you rock back and forth on the balls of your feet. You’re still in uniform, compression shorts hugging your thighs and slightly riding up. It's unreasonably attractive with how horny he is and his cock twitches against his sweats. He shifts to try and stop his dick from rubbing against the fabric but it only makes the situation worse. You look up to meet him in the eyes and you are far too excited to see him.

Kakashi knows he's unlucky but this situation is a new level of unfortunate embarrassment. Jacking off to someone only to have them suddenly appear at his door? If you two were dating this would be an entirely different story but right now you're looking up at him with a bright smile, completely oblivious to the filthy thoughts he had just been conjuring up about you. He feels guilty. And incredibly horny. 

“Ya, the mission went off without a hitch, working with Gai and Yamato made things pretty easy. Those two are pretty talented when they aren't talking my ear off.”

Kakashi's eye twitches, just hearing Gai’s and Tenzo’s names come out of your mouth when he was so close to cumming makes some of his lust addled brain simmer a bit. The last thing he wants to do right now is picture those two with you. Alone. For an entire week. Probably sharing a bed, clothes thrown everywhere, cuddling for warmth…

He inhales loudly.

You tilt your head to the side as Kakashi remains silent, staring down at you with one eye. God you’re so cute…

“Kakashi, is everything okay? You look a little sweaty?” You take a step towards him to place a hand on his forehead but he flinches back. If you touch him at all he thinks he might explode. The last thing he needs is to cum in his pants in front of you. You might never speak to him again if he does. 

Kakashi knows he's sweating profusely and the way his pants rub against his cock is not helping his worsening situation. He has to make you leave as soon as possible so he can get rid of his problem for good. He was never edging himself this long again. 

Kakashi moves to close the door, “Sorry, I'm fine. I think I may just be a bit under the weather is all. You should g-”

You stick a foot between the door to stop him from closing it on you. “What? How did you get sick? Are you okay? Do you have food? Medicine? Is it from chakra exhaustion?”

Kakashi groans, the only sick he feels is love sick and he needs you gone so he can deal with it. He should have known you would be too concerned to let it go at that. You were too nice to him. His cock twitches. 

He pushes back on the door slightly, “I'm fine, really, I think I just need to sleep it off.” 

You pout at his insistence before pushing your way in. Kakashi is too horny to fully fight back so all he can do is muffle a moan as he shifts to hide his hard on.

“You're too hard on yourself Kakashi, it's okay to let others take care of you sometimes.”

What he wouldn't give for you to take care of him right now, but as he watches you make your way into his kitchen the last remnants of his sanity are screaming at him to get you out of his apartment. 

“Uhh, ya sure. If you insist on taking care of me I'm just going to…go to bed…”

Smooth one Hatake. He hears you hum in response and he makes a dash for his bedroom and slams the door shut. He tears away at his shirt and mask before shoving a hand down his pants to relieve some of the built up tension. He moans a little too loudly as his hand squeezes his dick and he prays you didn't hear it. 

He moves to his bed and ducks under the covers as quickly as possible. He grabs a tissue from the shelf above his bed and wraps it around the base of his cock as he strokes himself. He isn't sure how long he has until you enter his room but he needs to take care of this as fast as possible to save whatever little face he has left. He just prays you knock before you enter.

Tragically, the fear he has that you'll enter his room while he's jerking off, and his desperation to cum has the opposite effect and no matter how hot he feels or how tight the burning coil in his stomach gets he can't bring himself to find relief. He almost wants to cry from how embarrassing this entire thing is, he's a grown adult man who has killed people for goodness sake what is he doing?

He slows down his ministrations as he tries to come up with a solution. If he was a third party to this situation the answer would be obvious, but he's too horny and pent up to think straight and he needs whatever solution will work the fastest. 

He realizes he may just have to tough it out until you leave. At least with his excuse of being sick, his red face, sweat, and heavy breathing will make sense. If he stays under the covers he won't have to worry about hiding his raging erection either. 

Then he can hop in the shower and run it ice cold to cool himself off. Wait, the shower. Of course! You wouldn't dare to barge in on him while he's showering so surely-

There's a knock on his door. He groans loudly, the chance he had to make a dash for his bathroom long gone. You open the door slowly with a plate and bowl balanced in one hand. You glance down to the side and he watches your face flush. He mentally face palms as he realizes all of his clothes you saw him wearing are now thrown all over his bedroom floor. God he's so stupid when it comes to you. 

Trying to ignore the fact you now know he's stark naked under the covers, he shifts a knee up to hide any chance of his erection showing under his covers and he gives a slight wave as he balances the blanket above his nose. 

“Sorry, it was really hot so-”

You shake your head and let out a nervous laugh, “No-no it's okay! It's your home after all. Whatever makes you comfortable so you can feel better!” You give him an awkward smile that puts him on edge as you place the dishes on his desk. 

He wonders if you can smell his arousal with how close you are. He had been at it for hours before you showed up, surely the sweat, pre-cum and lotion he was using is permeating the air around you. He was never letting himself live this moment down.

Imagine, the Copy Ninja, Kakashi of the Sharingan; world renowned, revered as one of the strongest ninja in Konoha; one of the best strategists alive. And here he was. Completely nude in his own bed while his crush stares awkwardly between him and his food as his throbbing hard on bounces against his stomach and thigh. 

He feels himself getting dizzy from over stimulation and he needs you to leave fast. He lifts himself slightly off his bed to address you more properly. “Thank you for the food. You just got back and you're taking care of me. I don't deserve you-” He corrects himself. “Your kindness.”

He peaks up at you with one eye only to see you completely flushed red with your eyes wide open. Kakashi looks down quickly in fear that his blanket has revealed his true problem but no, the blanket fell down just to his stomach, the fabric bunching up enough to hide everything except his chest and-

Oh no. 

He had peeled off his mask in his lust induced daze, and you had never been privy to see his face. 

Was your reaction good? Kakashi had been told before that he was an attractive man, and the few times people had seen his face outside of friends only confirmed that fact. He wasn't stupid or humble enough to deny it. Did you find him attractive?

He chances looking up at you again to observe your reaction only to see you frozen in place. One hand slightly wavers as it points hesitantly towards his face. Your mouth is hung open, a strangled jumble of noises quietly emanating from it as your face becomes redder and redder. 

He needs to get you out and now here you are, turned to stone at the sight of his face. If he had known how strong your reaction would have been he'd have yanked it down in front of you ages ago. He can’t help but feel extremely flattered, this was certainly the best reaction surrounding his face he had received to date.

With you not moving and your face beet red, he decides to take a chance, “You like what you see?”

Your mouth snaps shut and you hum out in embarrassment. You turn away with your eyes shut, “I- god- I don't-”

He smirks at your stuttering, maybe he could turn this around. He didn't hope that by the end of this he'd be balls deep inside you but he might be able to steer it in that direction for the future.

Still staring away from him you manage to stutter out a reply, “I was curious why you always wore that mask, but now I know. It's so people will leave you alone. You're absolutely gorgeous Kakashi.”

Or maybe the porn he read rotted his brain enough to think he ever had a chance to be as smooth as the male leads in his books; your response stopps him dead in his tracks. He had been called a lot of things in his life but gorgeous was not one of them. It stirs something deep within him and it’s not just his cock begging for your attention.

He tries to salvage the situation back into his favour but ultimately fails when nothing but the words “fuck me fuck me fuck me” keep chanting over in his head. God I’m a loser.

You manage to recover enough to drag his desk chair over to his bed and place the two dishes on top of it for him to reach easily. It's a simple sandwich and a bowl of soup. You huff as he eyes the meal, “I didn't have a lot of time so the soup is a little bland but it should still help. I eat it myself when I'm sick so no judgment okay?”

You aren't able to look him in the eyes. He watches as you make repeated attempts to take a peak at his face, whether to memorize it or just out of pure shock he isn't sure but he hopes it’s the former. Maybe you think of him when you’re alone at night and this could fuel your own fantasies. He holds out hope that that’s the case. 

Kakashi carefully reaches over to ensure the blanket doesn’t move any further and grabs the sandwich. Maybe food will help calm him down enough until you leave. He goes to take a bite but he hears you gasp as soon as he opens his mouth. 

He pauses, mouth still wide open, and glances up at you. One hand is covering your mouth while the other is clenching itself at your side. He lowers the sandwich down just enough for you to see his full face, “Something wrong?”

You shake your head quickly, denying that anything is wrong. Your silence and your beet red face say otherwise. Kakashi is almost worried you’re holding your breath. 

He goes back to taking a bite only to hear you gasp again. 

“Sorry!” You squeak out. He glances at you, both hands now covering your mouth. “I just…your canines are so…pronounced! Sharp!”

Kakashi observes your reaction. A net positive, he thinks.

“Mah, they were a pain as a child. Used to bite myself by accident. Got them from my paternal side.”

You look bewildered at how easily he brings up such a private thing about himself. He tries to convey through his expression that he would tell you everything if it means you'd reciprocate his feelings. 

He finally manages to take a bite of the sandwich you prepared, acutely aware of your staring. He wants to melt into his bed. What had he done to deserve this. Admittedly he hadn't eaten in a while but that was because he had spent the better part of his day masturbating to thoughts of you. And now here you were forcing a sandwich and soup down his throat when he should have been shoving his throbbing cock down yours. Life was truly out to get him. Also he had to stop thinking about such crude things when you were barely a foot away from him. Maybe this was punishment. 

You stand there awkwardly as he eats, starting up conversation about what you had done on your mission with Gai and Tenzo. It had been a weird group at first but Jonin were in short supply. Kakashi himself having been on a mission when you were first assigned to go. That's what he liked about you. You were an insanely talented ninja, your skill in ninjutsu almost matching his own. Many times you had been assigned solo missions, not having enough support to back you up. You always came back fine though. 

Kakashi wonders what would have happened had he been assigned with you. The two of you had never been put on a mission together, your skills too closely matched to reasonably put you on the same team, needed more assisting others to make up the strength. Right now he reasons he needs you together more than ever. The sandwich isn’t helping like he hoped, and you being so close is making him want to toss it aside and pull you into bed with him. 

Surely you would reciprocate, let him fuck you into oblivion, let him spill as much cum as he could inside of your fertile womb-

Kakashi inhales again, he really can't focus on anything but sex right now. He had always preferred books to the company of others but now that you were in his life it seemed the only thing he could think about was you in between the pages instead. 

Maybe it was for the best you two had never been paired up, night one on a mission would have ended him right then and there. 

He swallows the last mouthful of sandwich and puts the rest of it down half eaten. “Thank you for the food, I'll leave the rest for later, my stomach isn't sitting well with me.” 

Understatement of the century, the bubbling of horniness and guilt in his stomach is making him want to vomit. Now to get you to leave. 

You smile back at him, taking the plates and chair and putting them back at the desk, “Sure, it sucks you got sick. I was actually coming to see if you wanted to hang out and catch up but since you're feeling under the weather we'll have to postpone. I'm heading back on another mission with Gai and Yamato tomorrow so-”

Again!? What do Gai and Tenzo have that I don't? 

“Huh? You know we can't team up Kakashi, you're needed elsewhere.”

Had he…said that out loud? God the pain in his crotch was getting to him.

“Ah. Sorry, it's just a shame we don't get put on missions together, we'd get so much done.” Kakashi smiles, doing his absolute best to save himself from his blunder. 

Judging by the look in your eyes you aren't buying it. You move closer and sit on the edge of his bed. Kakashi's cock bobs against the covers as the bed dips, causing him to groan at the friction. 

“Kakashi are you sure you're okay? You're sweating like crazy, your entire body is bright red, and your eye looks completely glazed over. Maybe we should take you to the hospital?” you suggest, hand slowly crawling to rub his leg in an attempt to soothe him. 

If you had reached only a few centimetres over all of this could be solved. Instead, Kakashi inhales sharply at the contact, moving it away from your caressing and closing in on himself in an attempt to fight off the rapidly approaching orgasm. 

You shoot up and over to him, a hand on his shoulder while the other goes to cup his cheek, trying to figure out what exactly is wrong with him. You blush as Kakashi nuzzles his face into your hand before both of his hands shot up to retrain your wrists and push you away from him. 

“Please…please don't touch me like that.” Kakashi breathes out, panting heavily as his edging finally rears it's head and reminds him of how close he truly is to cumming. 

You look at him, searching for any sign that would tell you why he was acting this way. You stand up and look around before you freeze, it appears something clicks in your head and he doesn’t want to know if you finally caught on. He just needs you to get out of here. 

“Oh.”

He peers up at you, your eyes fixated on something above his bed. He turns to look at what you’re staring at only to be mortified by the prepubescent like scene. Lotion and tissue paper lay haphazardly behind him, Make Out Paradise propped open to one of the more graphic chapters.

Kakashi prays to anyone that might hear him to come and kill him.

“Ah, Kakashi…. I'm uh. I'm -”

You’re blushing like crazy, hands flying between your face and playing with the zipper on your flak vest. Your eyes are wide as you stare at the lotion, mind running a mile a minute as you process the last few minutes. 

Kakashi knows there are only three reactions to a scene like this. One is absolute disgust, running away and cursing at him for being so gross. The second is you leaving as soon as possible, laughing it off and apologizing for interrupting, or three. You would get on your knees and suck him off right then and there. And considering you hadn't moved yet, maybe he could still swing to three. 

He hopes being honest and straightforward will catch you off guard and won't give you a chance to hide any surfacing feelings. 

He breaths out a defeated sigh, “I tried to push you away but…this is embarrassing. I just wasn't expecting anyone today.”

Your face is red and you breathing hitches. You’re biting your lip ever so slightly and you aren't hinting at any sign of leaving. You stare down at Kakashi with your eyebrows knit together, eyes glazed over and pupils blown wide open. Jackpot. 

“If you don't leave soon I'm going to take it as a sign you want an invitation you know,” Kakashi purrs, hooded eyes gazing up at you. He reaches a hand out to tentatively take yours. You let out a strangled cry as your knees begin to buckle. 

Kakashi moves and swings a leg out from under the blanket, now only covering his crotch and his other leg. 

In your eyes, he looked like a god, and you would happily fall to your knees to worship his altar. 

You gulp as you drink in the sight, thighs pressing together as confused arousal pools in your stomach.

Kakashi pulls you in closer to him, his free hand resting on your waist, “Forgive me if I'm being too forward, but I need you so badly.”

Your lips quiver, “Am I dreaming? I'm not still back on my mission having the craziest sex dream ever right now am I?” 

Kakashi chuckles and pulls your hand down further to bring you closer to his face, “I sure hope you aren't, or this would be very embarrassing for me.”

Your lips meet his then, gentle and far too chaste for his liking. You’re too hesitant still, unsure if this was actually happening. He’s glad you feel this way, it makes leading you to where he needs you so much easier. 

You place a hand down on his covered thigh and he groans, head falling down to calm himself. He breathes, “I'm going to be honest with you, any touch you leave on me might be my last. I am insanely pent up and am ready to explode at any moment. Whatever we're doing is going to need to be slow.”

Your pupils widen at the confession, all colour from your irises fading as desire and lust engulfs them. You fall to your knees dazed, your flak vest coming undone and thrown off to the side. His fantasy from earlier flashes through his head, the collar is missing but the hitai-ate around your neck will make do. He hooks a finger around the fabric and pulls it slowly towards him, forcing you to crawl until you're situated perfectly in between his legs. 

Kakashi brings a hand to caress your chin before stroking his thumb against your lips to open them. You comply with his silent request and roll your tongue out around the digit as your mouth widens. He presses his thumb against the muscle and you wrap your mouth around it and suck gently, a quiet moan vibrating from your throat. 

You reach a hand to meet his and slowly remove his thumb from your mouth, “You said you were pent up. How close are you?”

Kakashi almost came from you sucking his thumb off but he isn't about to tell you that. You don't seem to need a verbal answer though as you make your way to his crotch. Your teeth catching the fabric and tugging lightly to tease him. Your mouth meets his erection through the cloth and Kakashi lets out an embarrassingly loud moan and clenches his thighs around you in response. 

You decide to be merciful and drag the blanket away from his pelvis. His throbbing, leaking dick greets you as it springs from its flimsy confines and smacks Kakashi's stomach. Red and shiny and desperately crying for your mouth. You lick your lips as your hands push back at Kakashi's thighs to spread him farther apart. Kakashi can’t believe what a sight you make; his cock blocking part of your face, eyes glazed over and tongue hanging out as you stare hungrily at his erection. Like a panting dog. You press your face against the base of his cock and inhale before wrapping your tongue around the base and his balls, sucking at the sensitive flesh. 

Kakashi cries out at the contact, head thrown back as he struggles to hold himself up. God he had spent too long waiting for this. The pressure building up far too quickly in his crotch as you continue your assault. He reaches back to try and grab your hitai-ate again to pull you away but he should have been prepared for how cruel a woman you are as you resist it. In response, a hand comes to fondle his ball sack as another moves to stroke his shaft. Your head moves to kiss around his cock, inner thighs and crotch becoming covered with teasing licks and kisses. 

Kakashi feels like he’s going insane, heavy breathing and toes curling as you gave him every bit of your attention. He reaches into your hair and tugs slightly to try and let you know he's close. Luckily you seem to understand as you lower your head back down to his cock. You take in as much as you can but he's far bigger than you expected, with the girth to match. Tears sting your eyes as you try to take him, and what you aren't able to, you continue to stroke with your hands. 

You bob your head up and down slowly and allow your tongue to do most of the heavy lifting as his cock hits the back of your throat. You gag slightly but hold strong, you aren't about to let this moment be ruined by a weak gag reflex. Your tongue traces the veins along his shaft, licking and sucking as he twitches in your warm mouth. 

Kakashi accidentally bucks his hips up against you when you hit a particularly sensitive spot and a light slap to his ass and you pausing your work tells him not to do that again.

You resume quickly after, one hand pushing down against his thigh to hold him in place and rubbing circles into it as the other assists your mouth in stroking Kakashi's cock. 

His dick twitches harshly in your mouth and Kakashi let's out a strangled moan of your name as the only warning you get before his hands wrap into your hair and tugs you down to take as much of him as you can. His cock pulses against your tongue, once, twice, before it proceeds to shoot ropes of hot sticky cum directly down your throat. 

You close your eyes in an attempt to not choke, swallowing his seed down as quickly as you can. Kakashi's moans come out in strangled gasps as copious amount of his cum spills into your mouth. You're taken aback by how much he's cumming and some of his spend leaks out from your mouth as you struggle to swallow it all fast enough. 

You manage to break free of his grasp on your head and release his cock with a gasp as you continue to milk him with your hands. Ropes of the white substance shoot onto your face and down your shirt, coating you in Kakashi's warm cum. You open your mouth as it continues to shoot out and cover you, until he's reaching down and pulling your hand away, sensitivity in overload. 

He falls onto his back as the last remnants of cum spurt out from his cock and you move to lick it clean. He's groaning out in response, babbling your name and begging for you to stop with tears in his eyes. You lick a long stripe up his shaft to finish cleaning him off before you sit back and take in your work.

Kakashi is an absolute mess, his hands flying up to his face to wipe away some of the sweat and tears to compose himself.

He wants to move to see your face but his body feels like jelly after finally finding release. He really needs to pay you back. 

“You came a lot.” You muse, taking some of his spend and rubbing it between your thumb and finger before licking it into your mouth. 

He breathes out, “Where did you learn to do that.”

You tap his thigh, “Don't change the subject. Were you edging yourself the entire day before I showed up?”

He gulps, hands covering his face from shame. 

You crawl up between his legs, kissing his thighs and leaving a wet kiss along the tip of his over-sensitive cock before moving up and kissing up his happy trail and chest. He finally finds the strength to lift himself up slightly and takes in the sight of you, cum still covering your face and chest, some of it even in your hair. Fuck you look hot. He feels his cock twitch again. Perhaps he would be ready for part two sooner than he thought. 

He smears a strip of cum on your cheek into your pliant mouth. You hum around the digit as you swallow the sticky spend. You were going to be the death of him. 

He finally responds, “Perhaps. What's it to you.”

You lick your lips as a particularly large glob of cum falls from your hair and lands on his stomach. You move down and lick it up, swirling it on your tongue before swallowing it down. His cock springs to life at the obscene display. “Just want to know the best way to get this much for next time.” You coo, kissing his torso as you continue to pick up his seed and take it into your mouth.

He gulps, far too excited about the implication of a next time. You finish cleaning yourself up from his facial, a slight white stain on your otherwise clean sweater. He isn't sure if you'll be able to get it out by tomorrow, and the thought of Gai and Tenzo seeing his cum stain on your shirt arouses him far too much. The primal male urge to mark his territory swelling within him. Images of you with a swollen belly flash through his head and he can feel it hitting his libido like a ton of bricks.

“I'll give you as much off my cum as you please.” He mutters, hand caressing your cheek as you place kisses against his palm. 

You smirk and reach down to grasp his cock in your hands, stroking mindlessly as you kiss his chest. You trace his abs with your tongue as Kakashi bucks his hips into your hand, still barely calmed down from round one and overly sensitive. 

“Do you know how badly I've wanted to do this.” You murmur against his skin, “It's almost embarrassing how much I've thought about all the things I would do to you if you let me.”

Kakashi's eyes roll to the back of his head, he decides you're definitely trying to kill him, and if this is how he goes out it'll be a wonderful way to go. He just prays “Died From An Orgasm” isn't carved onto his gravestone. 

“You're so wonderful Kakashi, everything about you. If this really is some dream I'm having I really hope I don't wake up any time soon.”

Kakashi snorts, “I'm sure Gai and Tenzo would be thrilled to find you were having a sex dream about me.”

You stop your ministrations to grimace at him. “If you bring up their names again while your dick is in my hand I'll show you what real edging looks like Hatake.”

Kakashi gulps, the look in your eyes tell him you're serious. Where did you even come from? Heaven?

You continue working him up, your lips kissing what felt like every inch of his chest and pelvis as your hands stroke his weeping cock. He’s panting heavily and the coil in his gut is tightening again. He needs to turn this around if he doesn't want to pass out on you.

He pushes himself up further until he’s properly sitting, your face tucking into his neck, sucking love bites into the tender flesh. You’re relentless in your pursuit to make him cum again and he needs you to stop. Now that he knows you’re more than willing he needs to fuck you until you’re so sore you’ll have to call off the mission tomorrow. 

He reaches behind you to grasp your hitai-ate and yanks it back, this time with enough pressure around your neck to force you back with it. You pout at him in defiance when he lets go. 

“Y-your turn.” He struggles out. It's far less sexy than he would like but the grip you have on his cock is messing with his head so he does what he can.

You give a small laugh at his stuttering, “You sure you’re up for it big boy? You look like you’re about to pass out.” That sparks a fire in Kakashi. Getting caught in such a vulnerable state, coming completely undone by you, and now your teasing pushes the last remaining bit of masculine pride Kakashi has in overdrive and he lifts himself fully off the bed and twists you around until you're flat under him.

The shock in your expression surges him on as he glides a hand along your sides. You shiver slightly at his actions before he toys with the hem of your shirt. He take a glance up at you for permission and the intense blush and knitted eyebrows tells him all he needs to know.

He snakes his hand under your shirt and caresses your skin as he makes his way up your chest. He palms at your breast as his other hand rests against your lower back, thumb gliding across your side, causing goosebumps to form across your skin from the tickling sensation.

Your eyes squeeze shut as his hand slips under your bra to play with your pebbling nipple. He kisses your neck before straddling your waist. Both hands leave their spots to tug your sweater up and over your head. You moan at the loss of warmth, now colder in only your bra and shorts. A few silvery scars mark your body and Kakashi can’t help but run his hands over them, reminding him once again that you contained an immense amount of power in your veins and here you were, so pliant and pleading for him. It was so easy to forget that you were both machines made for war when you’re both vulnerable like this. It makes him feel insanely human. He feels a hand touch his cheek and barely hears your voice breathe out, “Come back to me.” He meets your eyes before quickly diving down to kiss between your breasts in apology. His hands snaking around your back to remove your bra. Your hands thread into his hair as he drags the bra away and takes a nipple in his mouth, a hand kneading the other roughly. Your moans urge him on as he gently bites at your breast, leaving a light red ring along it to mark you. His hand kneading your breast snakes down to your pants and he fingers the edges of it. You buck your hips against him as a warning but he ignores it.  He leaves feather light kisses along your breasts and carefully nips at your neck and shoulders before slowly sliding himself down.

Your breath is staggering, and your hands clasp against his upper arms in warning “Don't you dare…”

He chuckles against your skin, enjoying that you've caught on. He needs you to be as much of a crying mess as he almost was. “You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met,” Kakashi murmurs against your stomach, “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since I first saw you years ago.” He licks a small strip over your stomach to distract you from the hand crawling into your shorts. “You’re strong and thoughtful, kind and smart. You’re absolutely perfect.” He continues, his free hand drawing circles into your hip. 

His hand slips under your panties and ghosts over your folds. Your legs twitch as he delicately traces over your heat. He pushes your shorts down just enough for him to suck and bite your lower hip, leaving a blossoming bruise in its wake for you to find later. Kakashi pushes his middle finger in and teases your entrance, collecting your wet arousal and spreading it throughout your cunt before it lands on your clit and rubs gentle circles against it. You moan at the contact and he shifts himself up to find a breast again, sucking and nipping at it while he toys with your clit. He adds his ring finger and teases it between the two fingers, the sensation of his hot breath sucking your nipple and his cold fingers against your cunt making you squirm in pleasure. Your hands fly down to try and push his hand away but his free hand collects your wrists and pulls them above your head, keeping you from being able to touch him further. 

He moves to capture your lips in a heated kiss, tongue fully dominating the inside of your mouth and exploring it freely while his fingers move away from your clit and circle your entrance. Your breathing comes out in short gasps as he kisses you, middle finger pushing its way past your entrance. His thumb takes over at rubbing your clit while his finger explores your pussy, feeling every wall and thoroughly paying attention to how you shift and moan at every spot he presses against.  Soon his ring finger joins in past your entrance. The two digits spreading apart occasionally like scissors as his fingers slowly drag in and out of your pussy, opening your hole up further to prep you. Your wetness slowly starts to drip out of you as Kakashi fucks you with his fingers, a white ring forming at the base of them. Your lungs are working overtime as Kakashi continues to massage the inside of your mouth with his tongue. Finally, he relents and releases you, only for you to cry out his name instead of catching your breath. “Shh, the neighbours will here you.” Kakashi presses a kiss to your burning red cheek, still pumping his fingers in and out of your cunt. You can barely form a sentence but with the way your nose scrunches up he can tell you want to retort. He’s a bit too pleased with himself knowing he’s finally turned the tables on you. 

You start thrashing your hips and he takes it as a sign to remove his fingers from your heat and makes a show of licking your arousal off his fingers. Your hands flinch in his wrists and he releases them, watching as they instantly fly to your face to hide your embarrassment. “You taste so good, need some of it straight from the source.” He coos, trailing down to finally peel your shorts off fully. You weakly lift your hips to assist and you sigh when you’re finally relieved of the remainder of your clothing. Kakashi rubs his hands along your ass and thighs, relishing in the sight of having you naked in his bed. You’re chest is rising harshly as you catch your breath, flushed completely from his ministrations. You look absolutely gorgeous.

Kakashi dives down in between your thighs, giving a few light kisses and bites to your inner thighs before quickly moving to your cunt and gathering some of your spilling arousal on his tongue. You yelp at the new sensation and try to squirm away, but Kakashi grabs your hips and keeps you in place, tongue lapping at your entrance while his nose brushes against your clit. He delves his tongue inside you, occasionally mouthing over your pussy to lap at your juices. He’s positive he could get drunk off of this, his cock throbbing as you sob out encouragements.

Your hands find his hair, lightly pulling on the strands to warn him you’re close. He licks one final strip up your pussy before pulling away, teasing you of any sort of release. He needs you to be as ready as possible so he doesn’t finish first. 

Kakashi hooks his arms around your legs and slides himself back up. He mimics what you did earlier and leaves a trail of kisses along your stomach and breasts while his hands caress your legs as he lifts them above your head and onto his shoulders.

You're sweating and flushed, while you've been bent practically in half for Kakashi to easily gain access to your cunt. His arms pin you in place as he presses his body against you, cock pressing flush against your entrance. He realizes then that he had forgotten to take your hitai-ate off. The reminder of who you two are the only article of clothing left between you.

It's such an indecent position. Two of Konoha's strongest shinobis engaged in such a filthy act, the world renowned Copy Ninja bending the strongest kunoichi of the leaf in a mating press like they're nothing more than livestock meant to breed. Maybe they are. The thought of you two ending up with a child makes Kakashi's mind swirl as his cock tip rubs up against your wet pussy.

Your belly would swell with his child and even if you denied him after, everyone would know it was his when the baby would come out with silver hair. His cock pulses at the thought, how many kids would you give him if he asked? One? Two? Five? His mind rushes through thoughts of you in a gorgeous wedding gown, a yukata of your own with his clan crest on it, little feet padding along the floors to welcome him home-

He looks in your eyes to steady himself, realization washing over him, “I don't have condoms.”

Your glazed over eyes seem to snap back to reality for half a second before you toss your head back in a half hearted chuckle, “I never thought taking birth control for my skin would come in handy like this.”

Kakashi's eyes widen slightly at the confession, he has truly hit the jackpot, “Are you sure? I just don't want us having to worry about any consequences later on.”

You rub his arms in an attempt to soothe him. “It'd be a little too late for that anyways with that leaking cock pressing against me already. You're fine Kakashi, just come in me.” Your voice cracks with want, “Please. Use me as you please, stop making me wait.”

You buck your hips slightly to rub against him to prove a point and it tosses him right back into the mood. He leans down to capture your lips in a sloppy kiss before he's using one of his hands to glide his cock against your warm cunt to lube himself with your slick. 

You moan into his mouth as his cock head repeatedly hits your clit. Kakashi takes this moment to plunge his tongue into your mouth again, your own tongue weakly battling his in a desperate attempt to fight back with what little self control you have left. 

He's soon slick enough and he moves away from your glossy lips, a string of saliva connecting you two as he purposefully stares into your eyes. You swallow hard under Kakashi's intense gaze as he moves to slide his dick inside of you. He teases your folds a few times before he makes his way past your entrance, his large cock stretching you open. The stretch shoots an intense heat through your body and you loudly moan out Kakashi's name in response as you toss your head back.

Kakashi pauses and moves his hand to grab your chin, he pulls you back gently and pecks your lips, “Eyes on me, Princess.”

You whine at the pet name as you try to focus back on Kakashi. He slowly pushes further inside and your eyes water from how full he makes you feel. Your hands fly between his arms and his back in an attempt to ground yourself from the sensation. 

Tears roll down your face at the pleasant sting of Kakashi's large cock stretching you wide and he bends down to kiss your tears. “You alright?” He murmurs against your cheek.

You nod, not trusting your voice. 

“Good.” He kisses you one final time before he pushes further in, he groans at the feeling of your tight walls pushing down on his already over sensitive cock. He knows he has to go extremely slowly if he wants to last long enough to have you come first, but in the back of his head he decides if he can at least get you to come at the same time as him it'll be a victory. 

He pulls back slowly, he really is too big and he worries if this is too much for you, but as if you can read his thoughts you breathe out his name, and he can practically feel the lust emanating from it. 

You dig your nails into his flesh, crescent moons forming along his arm and back. Only his cock head remains inside you now, and your entrance squeezes him enough for him to toss his head back as he groans at your tight heat. 

He composes himself, every last bit of sanity focused on not cumming first, “Are you ready?”

You cry out, “Please Kakashi!”

With your permission he slams into you at full speed. The intense rush causing you to gasp, and for Kakashi to bend over and brush his forehead against yours. He thrusts into you sharply, every angry vein along his cock brushing your walls deliciously as the tension builds up in his gut embarrassingly quickly. 

You're babbling praises to him but he can barely hear as he focuses on fucking you properly and not cumming. He needs you to know only he can make you feel like this and words would never be enough. Now that he has you, he wants to make sure you’ll stay and what better way to prove that than to show you how good he can make you feel. 

His balls slap against your ass as he thrusts inside you, his cock reaching impossibly deep and hitting your cervix in a mix of pain and pleasure you had never experienced before.

You claw at his back as you ride out the pain, gasps and moans spilling from your mouth as you beg him to go faster. “Please K-Kakashi, come inside me, please!” You beg, eyes rolling back and mouth unable to close. He wonders if you had been thinking about getting bred properly too, “Would you like that?” He takes a chance, “Fill you full of my cum, knock you up?” Your pussy squeezes his cock at the suggestion, confirming his question. He presses a kiss against the shell of your ear, “Better hope that birth control sticks, bet you would look so good with my child inside of you Princess. I’d take good care of you and our baby. I’d give you whatever you asked for.” You claw at his back in response, red lines dragging against his skin as you take in his dirty talk. “P-please Kakashi, I’ll give you as many as you want. M-make me a mom! Please! I’ll be good for you, please fill me full! Give me your baby Kakashi.” you sob out in response. Kakashi’s thrusts increase at your begging, god how had he gotten so lucky with you. Such an elite shinobi crying under him, begging him for his seed to take inside your womb as he pounds into you? You could have anyone you want in Konoha, strong ninja being far more popular than others for their potential to pass down their strength. And here you are, letting Kakashi get his dick wet in your cunt instead of choosing someone with far more likeability. He knows he’s insufferable at times and he never lets anyone know how he’s truly feeling, but maybe if it’s you he could be more honest.

He lifts his feet onto his toes and leans in to press further into you, cock slamming into your wet cunt and the sounds of skin slapping against skin permeating the air. 

Both of you are tearing up from pleasure and Kakashi is positive he’s about to burst. He shoves a hand between your bodies and presses his thumb against your clit. He rubs it intensely, swirling the nerve feverishly to get you to come before him. You seize up against him, body tightening around his as the coil in your stomach starts to tighten. “I’m close…”you breathe out, barely a whisper Kakashi almost misses.

His thighs are burning from the position he’s in and his cock is throbbing painfully inside of you as he thrusts in and out of your pussy harshly. Your high pitched mewls are urging him on and he knows he isn’t going to last.

He’ll make it up to you, eat you out until you’ve cum on his tongue enough times that you forget how to count. His cock twitches and the coil finally snaps as he cums for the second time that day. Hot ropes of cum flood into your wrecked pussy and it sends you barrelling into your own orgasm. You cry out as Kakashi continues to paint your insides white, both of you riding out your highs, breaths mixed together. Kakashi moves to swallow your gasps, the shift causing both of you to let out high pitched moans. Kakashi is embarrassed at the sound that comes from his throat but you don’t seem to notice, eyes closed shut as your mouth moves against his while your cunt milks him of every drop of cum he can give. 

It proves to be a lot, and the sticky cum starts to flood out from your pussy past his cock. He can barely move and he really doesn’t want to. The idea of any of his cum escaping you before it can take makes him hesitant but he quickly remembers he shouldn’t be daydreaming about breeding you senseless and starts to slide out of your spent cunt. 

You whine in protest and clutch at his back to try and hold him in place but he chuckles and presses a wet kiss to your cheek, “Sorry Princess, we can’t stay locked like this all day.” “Why not,” you whine. You finally open your eyes to meet his and his heart almost gives out. They’re shiny from your tears and mixed with your deep blush you look like a painting. He wants to scoop you up and take you again right then and there but he’s already cum twice today and he’s pretty sure if he tries a third time there won’t be anything left of his dick. 

He pulls your legs down from their position against his shoulders, rubbing your thighs and kissing them in case they burned like his did. You moan again at the gesture and he’s sure you’re sore.  He watches some of his cum leak out of you and he scoops it up before it can hit his sheets and shoves it back inside of you. You cry at his actions and a sharp pain shoots through his groin and he stops, he shouldn't work himself up again so soon, it was starting to get painful. Instead he watches his cum pool out of your pussy, staining his sheets as it collects under your ass.

“Let me get something to clean you up.”

You grab at him weakly to pull him back into you, “Ugh you read too many romance books, I don't need to be cleaned up right away, you already came in me and its already all over your sheets. I need affection right now.”

He chuckles and pushes past your grabby hands, scooping you into his arms and leaning his body against yours, “Sorry, I'm still new at this.”

You would have rocketed out of bed at the confession had you not been sandwiched between Kakashi and the bed, “What? I refuse to believe this was your first time.”

Kakashi presses a few kisses to your face, unable to contain himself from how cute your expression is, “No, but it's been quite a number of years, and even then they weren't the most fulfilling experiences.”

You scrunch your face as he continues to pepper your face with feather light kisses, “So all of that was just….from Icha Icha?”

Kakashi hums out a yes as he moves to kiss your neck. He's going to take full advantage of your demand for affection, it means you wanted him more than a one night stand and he plans to give you everything.

“You can't just drop that on me, post mind-blowing orgasm. You mean I have to thank Jiraiya for how you are in bed?”

Kakashi pauses and looks up at you. It appears you and him were on two completely different wave lengths. 

“Uh, if that's what you want?”

You press a thumb against his forehead to smooth the wrinkles that form in his confusion, “It was a joke baby, I'm trying to compliment you.”

The pet name goes straight through Kakashi into his dick. Down boy. He settles for stuffing his face in your neck.

You run your hands through his admittedly sweaty hair and laugh at his pouting. 

“I liked that high pitch moan you let out back there,” so you did hear him, “I didn’t know you could make a sound like that.” He huffs into your neck and flips you over so you're now on top of him, arms wrapping around your lower back to keep you pressed against him, “Don’t go telling anyone I did that, that's only for your ears Princess.”

You lift yourself up and keep a hand on his chest, “That’s another thing. Where on earth did you get that nickname, it makes me crazy.”

He looks at you with wide eyes, “Do you not like it? I just thought-” “No!” You huff, lightly tapping his chest, “Crazy in a good way! I wanted to jump you so badly when you first said it, it’s dangerous!” Kakashi lets out a hearty laugh he didn’t know he had in him that takes you off guard. Before you can respond he’s pulling you back against him. You pout against his chest before giving a light laugh.  He kisses the top of your head, “I’m sorry by the way.” You look up at him with a worried expression on your face, “Sorry for what?” He kisses your forehead, “Sorry I didn’t ask you out first. Kind of a horrible first date to have you make me a sandwich then fuck you in my bed.” You guffaw at his words, “Kakashi! Don’t- God why would you say that!” He smiles, and moves to massage the back of your neck, “Sorry, sorry. But when you come back from your mission, will you allow me to take you out properly? I have hundreds of date ideas and not all of them end up with you in my bed, promise.” You quirk an eye at him, “Do some of them end up with you in my bed?” “Maybe. Wouldn’t you like to find out though?” He glances down at you with hooded eyes and a smirk. You narrow your eyes at his playful banter, “I think I liked you better when you 3 hours into an edging session, you were much more compliant.” Kakashi barks out another laugh, you make it easy for him to do that it seems, “Mahh, you’ll get used to it. With that tongue of yours though I’m sure you could get me to bend over backwards for you. I still want to know where you learned to do that.”

You bury your face into his chest to hide your reddening face, “And I want to know how you discovered you had a breeding kink. Some things are better left a mystery don’t you think?” you retort.

Kakashi flushes, you’re 100% right. He isn’t ready to admit just yet that he discovered it after watching you interact with his genin about three years ago. That night had been a very shameful masturbation session.

“Fair enough.” You nuzzle your face against him but feel something poke into your neck. Your reach up to find your long forgotten hitai-ate still wrapped around you. “Oh my god we didn’t take this off?” Kakashi hooks a finger into the fabric, lifting an eyebrow, “You think it’ll tell everyone what it saw today?”

You smack his chest and bury your face into the crook of his neck, “You’re insufferable.” He buries his nose in your hair as he chuckles, “So is that a yes to the date?”

He can just make out a quiet yes muttered against his throat. He squeezes you tightly in response, placing a lingering kiss to to the top of your head.

“Ugh okay we need to get cleaned up the cum is drying and it’s making my legs uncomfortably sticky.” You shoot up and start to climb over Kakashi. He snorts and lightly smacks your ass as you pass over him. You yelp and shoot him a glare as you make your way towards his bathroom.

He starts to get up too, but he slowly realizes he’s been laying down for a good majority of the day and his tight muscles remind him now that he’s come down fully from his high. He trips over himself and quickly looks to see if you saw it. Your voice calls out from the bathroom, “Have a nice fall?” You were turning into a threat to his usual persona. He stumbles into the bathroom and wraps his arms around your torso as you wipe yourself down. He wants to suggest a shower but he knows himself too well and decides better of it lest he has to start expending chakra to keep himself awake enough for a third round. That would not be a fun trip to the hospital. You turn yourself around and wipe his face with a new cloth, he holds you close and hums as you gently clean him up too. He really should be the one doing this but he’s slowly realizing he likes being taken care of as much as he likes to take care of people so he lets you continue.

Soon enough he’s dragging you back into bed and planting more kisses across your skin. Late into the night he whispers promises of what you two will do when you come back from your mission. 

As you doze off in his arms the only thing Kakashi can think of is how he really should do this more often. 

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“I’M SO LATE.”

“I’m starting to rub off on you in more ways than one.” You throw a pillow at Kakashi’s head which he lets smack him in the face. He deserves it frankly. He watches you race around his room to gather your clothes in your attempt to still make it to your rendezvous point on time. He figures if you left now you would still be 5 minutes late, and the white stain on your shirt would be even more of a question for Gai and Tenzo. He gets up out of bed after what feels like an eternity after lounging in it all of yesterday and grabs one of his clean shirts from his dresser. He tosses it at you as you just discover the lewd stain on what would have been your only shirt. “It’ll be a little big, but it’s better than having those two poke their noses into your business.” he comments, grabbing your soiled shirt from your hands, “I’ll wash this one for you so it’s clean when you come back.” You give him a heartfelt stare, “Thank you Kakashi, I’d say I owe you one but it’s your fault it’s stained to begin with so we’ll just call it even.” He smiles and kisses your forehead, “You should go now, you might get there with enough time for them not to question anything if you run.” Your eyes widen and you dash out the door as you wrap your flak vest around yourself, shouting as leave, “I’ll see you when I come back! I’m expecting a fancy date you know!”

Kakashi gives a halfhearted wave, knowing fully well he’ll have to plan something grand for you. Maybe a bouquet of your favorite flower? A giant plushie? Chocolates? A fancy candlelit dinner? Jewellery? He muses at his options as he thumbs at the stained shirt you left behind. Ah, and definitely more of this.

He tosses the shirt into his bathroom to be picked up and washed later, he hums as he heads for the kitchen for breakfast and decides that he should just give you every option when you return. That’s really the only way he can show you how much he adores you after all.

------------------------------------------- “Did you sleep in by accident?” Yamato teases after you finally meet up with them. You had shown up 10 minutes late, out of breath and a little dishevelled but you're positive nothing else is out of place.

“Is that Kakashi’s shirt?” Gai asks.

You freeze. “No?”

Gai squints his eyes as he brings a hand up to his chin, “I could have sworn that looks like his shirt.”

Yamato leans in to get a good look at it, “It is a little big on you, your normal shirts fit you pretty decently, but this one goes down past your hips and bunches at your wrists.

You push him away, “Don’t look at my hips. It’s just a bigger shirt size than normal, I was so tired when we got home yesterday I didn’t do any laundry so I only had this one to wear.”

You hear sniffing beside you. You turn to see Gai far too close to your face, “It smells like Kakashi too.”

You smack Gai across his face as an intense blush blazes across yours, “Don’t sniff me you creep! Can we just get a move on, we don’t have all day!”

You rush away from both of them, mortified of the development. You realize in agony as you make your way past the village gates that if you had just worn the stained shirt the pair wouldn’t have even seen the stain as it would have been covered by your vest. Kakashi was going to pay when you got back.

[sailornymph]

𐙚 HEADCANONS

cinnamon girl | naruto various

first date/first kiss with sasuke, shisui, gaara, & kakashi

closer | founders 18+

hashirama and tobirama with a uchiha wife & madara with a senju wife

dear brother | uchiha men

the uchiha men as older brothers 

dilfs | naruto various 18+

naruto dilfs with younger s/o i ii

f*ck me like you mad at me | uchiha men 18+

how the uchiha men are in bed

how to disappear completely

itachi with a pregnant s/o (extended)

imperfect for you

genin!sasuke x genin!reader

oh my love | uchiha men

the uchiha men with a pregnant s/o

resentment | founders

the founders married their rivals sister

rumor has it; uchiha men

when their sister is being forced into an arranged marriage

someone like you | uchiha men

the uchiha men relationship hcs

slut me out | naruto various 18+

how naruto, neji, gaara, & kiba are in bed

sweet surprise | naruto various 18+

how neji, gaara, & sasuke are when their s/o gets a new piercing

til there was you | uchiha men

the uchiha men with their wife/gf gets hurt

𐙚 IMAGINES

blessing | madara uchiha

child birth is one of the scariest, yet beautiful things in the world

i’m your doll | kankuro 18+

your puppeteer boyfriend, kankuro, puts so much energy into his creations, leaving you to seek attention elsewhere, but he quickly reminds you of your place 

love | gaara

how could a person as broken as gaara ever love someone? and if he did, how could he ever accept the thought of losing them?

love in the morning | sasuke uchiha

sasuke always thought he was destined to be alone, yet here he was with the person who managed to take his heart into their grasp.

touch me | shino aburame 18+

shino comes home from a mission and spends a night for the first time since the two of you began dating, things are bound to get heated.

[melancholyshadow]

SESH - S. NARA

PAIRING: stoner!shikamaru nara x f!reader

WARNINGS: smut (18+ mndi), afab!reader, friends to lovers, modern-ish au, marijuana use, reader's first time smoking weed, riding, unprotected sex, early20s!shikamaru, reader is a similar age, cursing, intoxicated sex. both parties are high while partaking in sex. so...dubcon? (pls let me know if i missed any!!!!)

SUMMARY: you decide to try smoking weed with your best friend, shikamaru.

WORD COUNT: 3.8k

A/N: i bet y'all didn't see this coming. i know i posted like a three months ago saying i was going to post a kakashi fic, which i AM working on, but i love shikamaru too much. i'm also working on an itachi fic, so let me know which one you guys would like to see first (itachi or kakashi). also if i miss any warnings let me know, because this is my first time writing something a little darker (?) like this. i tried to be as blatant as possible.

DIVIDER: @adornedwithlight (thank u <3)

MASTERLIST

“Wanna try some?” 

His voice caught you off guard. 

You hadn’t even noticed that your eyes strayed from the television screen. They stared at Shikamaru as he leaned forward, elbows on his knees, and brought the silver lighter toward the tip of a joint. Fire flickered for a quick moment, as he rolled the stick between his fingers, until the flame engulfed the end. As soon as the fire appeared, it was gone, with the clank of the metal.

You watched as he brought the end to his lips, wrapping around the thin paper.

His eyes fluttered shut and he sucked in a long breath, allowing the cannabis to flood his senses. You eyed him, in awe, as smoke poured out of his mouth and nostrils. The smoke swirled past your face, and dispersed across the room. The living room filled with the familiar scent of weed, mixed with the seasonal scented candle you lit before he arrived. 

“N-No.” You said, once it finally registered that he asked you a question. “I’m alright.” You added, eyes shifting back to the show that was playing on the screen. Shikamaru always offered for you to try and smoke, even though you denied him every time. 

“You sure?” He questioned, turning the joint’s towards you. Shikamaru had never pressured you. Not to drink. Not to smoke, whether that be cigarettes or cannabis. He was simply tested the waters. But from where you sat, curled up on the couch beside him, the stick was only a few inches from your own lips. For the first time, you were intrigued. You eyed it, watching the embers burn.

“I think you want to.” He chuckled, brought the joint back up to his own mouth, and puffed another drag. “I don’t know how to do it.” You admitted, playing with the hem of your skirt, feeling an embarrassed warmth creep over your cheeks. “That’s alright. I can teach you.” He offered, nudging you softly with his shoulder. “But, only if you really want to.” He added, and flicked the ash off into the tray that lived on your coffee table, specifically for him. 

“O-Okay.” You confirmed, sitting up slightly. “Hell yeah.” He smiled, turning, so most of his body faced you now. “Alright, it’s pretty simple.” Shikamaru explains, taking a quick drag.

“Obviously, you don’t put your lips on the burning side-“ You cut him off, “I’m not an idiot.” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. “No, I know you’re not, but you’d be surprised at how many times I’ve seen it happen. ” He joked. 

You cocked an eyebrow at him, and he laughed, “Choji. And Ino.” He whispered, which confirmed your hunch. You gave him a small smile as he continued to explain the process to you. It wasn’t as convoluted as you originally thought it would be, it sounded pretty simple. 

“Ready?” He asked, as you eyed the joint one more time, and nodded your head. He handed it to you carefully, and you pinched it between your index finger and thumb. As you brought it closer to your lips, you hesitated, eyes landing on Shikamaru, who gave you an encouraging smile.

Finally, the thin paper made contact with your bottom lip, followed by your top lip down so both wrapped around the filter. “Now, inhale.” Shikamaru instructed quietly, and watched the way your lips hugged the joint tightly. You sucked in a large breath, admittedly too large, “Exhale.” He says, and mimicked it with his own breath. You pulled the stick away and exhaled. 

Immediately, the smoke poured out of your mouth, throat feeling scratchy, which induced a coughing fit. You handed Shikamaru the joint, using your free hand to cover your mouth, as you wheezed. He tried to hold in his laughter, but he couldn’t help it. “You’re so mean!” You exclaimed between coughs. 

“I’m sorry.” He said between chuckles, taking a short hit from the joint. “You did good.” He praised, his free hand landed on your thigh. “How long until I feel something?” You ask, letting out one more weak cough. “For you, probably a couple minutes.” He says, eyes glanced at the time on his phone. “Let’s see how you feel in ten minutes.” He decided. 

He leaned back against the couch, and opened his arms wide, enough for you to be nestled into his side. Both of you turned your attention back to the show, and waited for the effects of the cannabis to kick in. 

If you were being honest, you doubted for a few moments that one hit from a joint would make you feel anything at all. You couldn’t have inhaled that much cannabis in one go, could you? But after ten minutes, you definitely felt something. 

Everything about your body felt a little more relaxed, and you seemed to giggle more frequently at the stupid show Shikamaru had requested to watch. “How’re you feeling?” He asked, his thumb rubbing your shoulder. You couldn’t help the smile that played on your lips when you looked up at him, which in turn made him snicker. 

“I don’t know. I feel a little different.” You shrugged, eyeing his features. His eyelids were low, and the whites of his eyes decorated with strings of red. “Can I try again?” You asked softly, and studied the second joint that rested between his fingers. “Of course.” He smiled, passing the stick off to you. Your lips enclosed around the filter again. You inhaled a sizable breath, and then allowing the smoke to escape your lungs.

“You finish that one.” He said, as he grabbed another joint off the table, and mirrored his process from earlier with the lighter. You puffed on the stick, ashing it when necessary. It only ended up having four more hits in it, before it became just a dud. But for you, that was more than enough. 

Definitely more than enough.

By the end of it, your entire body felt heavy, which included your eyelids. It felt like a fog encroached your mind. You swore you could feel your teeth and hear the heartbeat that thumped inside your chest. 

Looking over at Shikamaru, you discovered he was already looking at you. 

Had he been watching you?  

You couldn't help but smile, your lips upturned on their own accord. “How do you feel now?” He asked, his own lips lifting into a smirk. “Good. Kinda floaty.” You hummed, with a giggle. It felt like your entire body was vibrating as you spoke. “Perfect.” He confirms, and brushed some of your hair out of your face. His free hand cradled the side of your face, and you leaned into him. 

“Here. Have some more.” He said sweetly, you opened your eyes, the ones you hadn't noticed had fallen closed against his touch. The joint is pinched a few centimeters away. Your hand went up out of instinct, pushing the joint away from your face. “C’mon, sweet girl, take one more hit.”

A heat creeped up your entire body.

You shook your head, “N-No. I feel g-good.” You insisted, mouth now feeling like it was full of cotton. “Please? For me?” He implored, his eyes pleaded. Gods, you could never say no to him and he knew that.

You took the joint from him, and hesitantly brought it to your mouth. The puff you took was short, wimpy. But he seemed satisfied with the puff of smoke, so he took the stick from you, and placed it in the ashtray. 

“Now, c’mere.” He murmured it so quietly, you almost didn't hear him, and before you could react to his words or question him, his large hands wrapped around your waist, which allowed him to pull you into his lap. All you could do was yelp in response. 

His touch seared into your skin. 

The shift in movement ended with your knees on either side of his hips. As the cotton material of your panties made contact with the rough fabric of his sweatpants, you bit down on your bottom lip, to stop a strangled moan from slipping past your lips. 

You hadn’t even noticed the sticky feeling between your thighs, you felt everything else about your body so intensely. But now it was very apparent. “S-Shika, what’re you doing?” You asked softly, and tried to sit up on your knees in an attempt to climb off him. However, his large hands were quick to grip you tighter, and pulled you back down. 

“S-Shika…” You stuttered out again. He just hummed back, looking right at you, as his thumbs rubbed soft circles in the exposed skin between the waistline of your skirt and the hem of your shirt. “Just wanna make you feel even better, baby.” He cooed.

Between the nicknames and the weed, you thought your brain melted out of your ears. And neither was helping with that ache between your legs. As a response, all you could do was involuntarily clench your thighs around him. 

“Oh, you like that idea?” He asked, as you looked away in shame. He clicked his tongue in disapproval, one of his hands strayed their grip on your hip, his index finger coming to rest beneath your chin, and turned your head to force eye contact.

All you can do is nod at his question. Which didn’t seem to appease him either. Since, he roughly squished your cheeks together between his fingers, until your lips puckered, your face only centimeters away from his. 

“I need words, sweet girl.” He said, but it came out more like a demand. He momentarily softened his grip on your face, which allowed you some room to answer his earlier question, “

Y-Yes.” You admitted, attempting to turn your face away from him again, but to no avail. He chuckled. It was nothing like you had ever heard from him before. It was dark, almost menacing, a shiver ran down your spine. 

“Then you’re gonna have to relax for me.” He whispered, his mouth practically moving against your own. He uncrossed your arms from your chest, and placed them against his torso. You could feel that his muscles as they shifted under your palms, “I’m gonna kiss you now, okay?” He informed you, and you started to nod, but caught yourself, “O-Okay.”

He doesn’t need to lean in very far before your lips are connected, your eyes fluttered shut. His mouth started to work against yours smoothly.

Although, you could sense a hint of experimentation behind his gesture, like he was trying to ease both of you into this foreign experience. 

After all, this was unfamiliar territory for both of you. Over the course of your decade-long friendship, the two of you had been tentatively intimate, hands brushing, lingering hugs, falling asleep in each other's arms, but nothing this extreme. 

You’d be lying if you hadn’t thought about this moment before. 

Dreamed of it, in fact. 

His lips were chapped and dry from a mix of the smoke and cold winter months, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You were positive that yours weren’t any better, and he didn’t seem to mind either.

As the kisses edged towards being more intense, your mouths and teeth began clashing together, your intoxicated mind barely able to keep up. You could feel his hands leave your wrists, gripping onto your hips once again. 

His tongue pushed past your working lips, exploring the wet cavern of your mouth, and worked harshly against your more tentative one. You gripped his t-shirt in your fist, trying to ground yourself, working against the fogginess in your head.

Your body buzzed, a tingle growing in the pit of your stomach. You were light-headed from the lack of oxygen, but you were reluctant to pull away. Reluctant, for this moment to stop, for the reality of the situation to hit you. When you did pull away, only a string of saliva kept you connected.  

Shikamaru was practically panted underneath you, a slight shade of pink dusted his cheeks. His lips coated in a mixture of both of your spits. You notice that his usual brown eyes were now almost completely engulfed in black, scleras still covered in stringy red lines. You could feel his bulge that strained against his sweatpants, and nudged your clothed cunt.

The whole sight stirred something primal within you.

He pulled you even closer to his chest, so he could attack your jawline with peppered kisses along the bone. You released the grip you had on his t-shirt, and slid them upwards towards his shoulders, resting your forearms there while your fingertips fidgeted with the hairs on the back of his neck. Your brain was so caught up in the feeling of his lips, that you almost didn't notice how his hands began to wander.

You weren’t sure at what point they left your waist, but they slowly pushed up the fabric of your skirt, and bunched the material around your hips. The white material of your panties, one’s decorated with a small bow, displayed to his prying eyes. “These are cute.” Shikamaru chaffed, going as far as to toy with the small ribbon. 

His finger trailed the thin, lacy waistband, from hip bone to hip bone. This touch was feathery-light, goosebumps coated your skin. That same finger wandered further down, until the pad of his thumb made contact with your panty-clad clit, and applied the smallest bit of pressure. 

You couldn’t help the small gasp. “Is that the spot, sweetheart?” Your brain went to mush, all you could muster is a breathless reply, “Y-Yes…” He chuckled again. His thumb pressed harder, even going as far as to rub slow, tight circles into your sensitive bud. Your eyes screwed shut, a mewl shot out of your mouth. 

Between the sound of his soft praise and the movement of his thumb, you could feel another wave of warmth pool in your panties. Your hips bucked forward, body pleaded for more of his touch, as you dragged the soaked material of your underwear across his restrained cock.

That's when his nonchalant demeanor seemed to slip slightly, as a choked out swear gurgled up from his throat. 

You repeated the motion once again, and dragged your entire lower body, slower, over the fabric of his sweats. His hand grasped at the fat of your thighs, as his head fell back against the cushion of the couch. A sense of confidence surged through your body, knowing he craved your touch just as much as you did his. 

Without a second thought, you set a consistent pace with your hips, and rutted them back and forth against his groin. You could see his pants were starting to become discolored, a darker splotch formed over his erection.

Fuck, you’re so wet.” Shikamaru huffed out, that same pink shade that decorated his face before was a deeper shade now. His hips jerked upward and plunged against your cunt. “I-I need to feel you.” His words stumbled out, jumbled together.

Everything after that happened so fast. 

The look on Shikamaru’s face was pure determination, something you didn’t see often. 

He lifted his hips, pulled down the waistband of his sweatpants, just enough for his cock to spring free with a soft thud against his lower abdomen. You can’t help but stare, as beads of precum ran down the length of his shaft. His hands quickly snaked behind your body, using your ass as he leveraged you upwards, until you hovered over him on your knees. He made sure you were stabilized there, and you used his shoulders to steady yourself. 

One of his index fingers hooked the material of your panties and pulled them to the side, and finally revealed your naked core to him. He didn’t even have the willpower to admire you for as long as he would have liked, that haziness in his own mind clouding any rationale. All he knew was that he needed to be inside you, now. 

Using his other hand, he grabbed the base of his cock, dragging the leaking head slowly between your wet folds, tracing your slit’s entire length, until he reached your clit and applied some soft pressure with his cockhead. This press alone was enough to make you clench around nothing, “Shika…” You pleaded, thighs tensed. “I know, baby.” He rasped out. He repeated his movements a few more times, collecting as much of you as he could.

Finally, he glanced down at his glistening tip, both your arousals now mixed together on the head of his cock. He lined himself up with your entrance, the anticipation grew in both of your guts. “Ready?” He asked, his eyes finally lifted up to your face. You nodded vigorously. 

This time, that was good enough for him.

His hands shook slightly as they grabbed at the plush around your hips, and he let out a breath to steady himself. He slowly guided you down the head of his cock, until just his tip was swallowed by your warmth. In sync, the two of you let out a shared wince as your cunt gripped him.

“F-Fuck, you’re—hah—so tight.” He mumbled, more to himself. You watched as his eyes slowly drifted shut as you continued down his cock. You took him in, inch by inch, going at an agonizingly slow pace, allowing you the time to adjust to his size. 

It was a nice gesture, but you wanted more. 

You decided to take the situation into your own hands, and quickly buried the rest of his length into your aching cunt, and ignored the hint of pain that came along with the stretch of your walls. The noise that exited his mouth was unlike anything you’d ever heard, animalistic almost. “Holy sh-shit.” He breathed out, the clutch he had on your body hardened, enough so that it left marks for you to admire later. 

The two of you sit there for a moment.

You, enjoying the snug feeling between your legs, and Shikamaru, relishing in the vice-tight hold your cunt had around his cock. You gave your hips an exploratory roll, in need of some more friction. His entire body tensed beneath you, and his chest stuttered as he took in a quick breath. His forehead falling against your own, eyes transfixed on where the two of you were connected. 

Be used his dense grip to encourage the slow grinding motion, he rocked you back and forth against his lap. You could feel what felt like twinges of fire spread across your entire body, and a familiar tension built up in your gut. 

That’s when you decided to get more creative.

Slowing your hips, you pushed up on your knees again until only the head of his cock was tucked inside you. Shikamaru goes to protest, probably with some sarcastic comment. However, before any words could pass his lips, you sunk down to his hilt again, until you could feel him nudge your core. Yet, before he processed your actions, you did it again.

His mouth fell slightly agape.

He’s speechless.  

His cock twitched inside you, another one of his whimpers echoed through your ears. At the same time, you can't help but let out a similar noise, as his cockhead pierced the gummy spot in your cervix. “F-Fuck.” The feeling, you were addicted, so much so that you hadn’t noticed the ache in your legs. Your pace quickened as you desperately chased the building pleasure in your gut. Your face was hot, cheeks burnt, and your heart continued to race. 

Shikamaru was so entranced by how you maneuvered, that he completely stilled, and left you to do all the work. The only gesture being how his eyes flickered between the apex of your thighs, and your strewn face. 

“Shik–hah–amaru!” You cried, gripped his shoulders, until the tips of your fingernails left indents in his skin, even through his t-shirt. That seemed to pull him out of his trance.

Shikamaru didn’t hesitate to set a brutal pace, as he gripped the back of your thighs to support your ebb and flow. He buried his face in your neck, nose nudging the column of your throat. You could feel his hot breath against your sensitive skin, the occasional grunt passing his lips. 

You felt the building of your climax as it quickly approached, especially at his frenzied hips. You could feel all your muscles, as they slowly tightened, his thighs pistoned against the backs of yours.

The feeling was intoxicating, the air was thick with sex, and your body was still warm. Your body was hit with a thrum of pleasure as his cockhead speared the bundle of nerves in your cervix. And that’s when he spoke, “Come for me, sweetheart.” 

His words acted like a trigger, as your entire body flushed with a white-hot heat, and stars filled your vision. It was unlike anything you had ever felt before. The coil in your gut seemed to snap on his command, waves of ecstasy surged your body. Your pussy pulsed against his cock, along with a new white, creamy ring of your arousal accumulated around his base. You couldn’t stop the long, choked out sob that left your mouth. 

“That’s–ngh–it, I’m close.” He whined against your throat. As your walls continued to flutter around him, you could feel him twitch once, and then again. “Come inside me, p-please.” You begged, head still clouded by the remnants of the marijuana and your fading climax. “Fuck.” He growled under his breath, as he accelerated the snapping of his hips.

The mixture of your whines and the loud plap of your damp skin were the only noises in the room.  It edged Shikamaru on, those same hips slowly lost their rhythm. “Fill me up, Shik-ah-a, please.” You babbled, the sensitivity between your legs had gone to your head, as you practically collapsed against his chest.

“A-Are you sure?” He asked, he was close, very close. “Yes!” You exclaimed. You wanted to roll your eyes at him, annoyed by how he always over-analyzed everything.

Similar to his words, yours seemed to have triggered his climax. Between uncoordinated jolts, and the hoarse cries of release, you could feel his seed flood your pussy. His chest heaved up and down, and his back arched off the couch cushions as you tried to use your weak hips to rock back and forth, and help him ride out his high.

After a few moments, and with his head tipped back against the couch, his familiar hands gripped your hips and stopped your movements all together. You practically melted further into his chest, feeling the remnants of his cum seeping between the cracks of where you were still connected.

That’s when it struck you, and you giggled a little. Shikamaru’s body tensed when he heard it. “Why the hell are you laughing?” He questioned, still partially out of breath. As you unfurled yourself from his chest, you couldn’t help but smile down at him. 

“Do you do this with everyone who gets high with you for the first time?” You interrogated. 

“Or am I just that special?”

A/N: im a wee bit rusty okay? i haven’t written or posted in over a year sooooooooooooo

[detectivestucks]

Marked for You Pt. 1

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader

Summery: After your village is raided by a ruthless gang, the Leaf Anbu rescue you and guide you back to their village were you are free to start over. During your physical Sakura discovers a soulmark on your body, realizing you are soulmates with her sensei. The village buzzes with excitement and once he's home from a long mission you meet.

Warnings: Mentions of murder and human trafficking

Word Count: 4.9k

Reader Request I Part 2 I Part 3 I Part 4 I Part 5 I Part 6

The ground shakes and explosions boom beyond the walls of your workplace. Panic rises in your chest as you look for cover. There’s a steel table in the kitchen of the bakery you work at. Crawling on your hands and knees, containers of flower and sugar vibrate off the counter. The stainless steel bowls roll on their rims, the dust of baking ingredients clouding the air and slowly settling on the floor while coating your cheeks in white powder. 

The sound of the bell attached to the front door rings. People have come inside, but what kind? Were they enemies? Were they civilians? Or were they something else? 

You reach for the cast iron griddle and prop it up in front of you. Either you can use it as a shield or a weapon, depending on what horrors await. Heavy footfalls enter the kitchen and it feels as if the cast iron were sitting in your stomach instead of your hands. 

When your eyes pan up you see them, masked men holding kunai in their fists, you could feel your body go rigid. This was it, the notorious masked rouge shinobi who’d been raiding the surrounding villages are here in your friend’s bakery, ready to kill or worse. And yes, that is exactly what you mean, because you know with certainty there are many fates worse than death. 

Knuckles whitening from the grip your fingers have on the griddle, you lift it up ready to swing when all three men fall to their knees. Bewilderment covers your face, then you look behind them. More masked men with red and white animal masks come into view. You gulp and continue to raise your makeshift weapon when one of them raises his hand and drops his knives from the other. 

“We don’t mean you any harm.”

“H-how do I know this isn’t a trap?” you say, voice hoarse with fear.

One of the men remove their facemask. “We were sent here from the Hidden Leaf. We were asked to take out the Ishikozume.”

Your shaking legs barely allow you to stand as you straighten up and see beyond the broken  shop window. The scene before you is one of war. So many buildings have been destroyed. Your village is all but ruins. “Some job you did. They’ve nearly leveled the place.”

“We’re sorry ma’am. We came as soon as we got word.”

“So what are we supposed to do now?”

“Unfortunately ma’am, this is not the entire gang. Most of them did not join this attack.”

“This is what only part of the gang can do?!”

“The Ishikozume are ruthless. I am so sorry but it’s not safe to stay here. If the rest of the gang come to check out the attack, they are sure to kill any remaining survivors. I implore you to come with us.”

“Doesn't sound like I have much of a choice.”

“It seems not.” 

Your eyes take in the scene around you. The shop destroyed, the street turned to rubble and your city brought to its knees by only a fraction of the Ishikozume. With a trembling body you step forward. “Lead the way.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Reluctantly, as you step onto the street you soak in the view of what was once your home. These violent rebels have been ransacking cities, trafficking it’s women and children, stealing their riches, and burning its structures to ashes just for the fun of it. Your stomach twisted wondering what your friend’s face will look like when she comes home to this. To find her life is nothing like it was when she left. For now though, you’d follow these men somewhere safe. Somewhere with walls and protection because here, in the scraps of your beloved village, is not where you want to be.

The trip to the Hidden Leaf was long. You walked through the woods for miles, even stopping to sleep for a few hours. The ninja, who you learned are a special group called the Anbu, escorted you most of the way home. They informed you that they normally wouldn’t be responsible for bringing refugees with them and normally a group of Chunin would do that job but the Ishikozume were considered such a viable threat that they didn’t feel comfortable leaving you and the other survivors in the hands of anyone less than themselves. 

Before the sun even rose the next morning you were back on your feet marching through the trees to get to the great city. Once finally there, the tall walls welcomed you like a doormat. It was like a fortress and you’d accept nothing less after your recent experience. 

The men checked you in at the front gate and guided you over to the hospital. You were greeted by a girl in a white jacket with pink hair. 

“My name is Sakura. All of you will be required to go through a thorough physical exam prior to being allowed long term residence here in the village. After your examination you will meet with the Hokage who is prepping living arrangements and possible work for you based on the information that some of the Anbu brought back with them early this morning prior to your arrival.”

“That’s a pretty efficient system.”

“We take these matters very seriously. We would’ve intervened sooner but we didn’t know of the raid till it was already underway. I’m sorry.”

Her eyes cast down and you believed her. She wasn’t trying to seem like some superhero, just a girl trying to give you a place to go after your home was ripped away from you. 

Many of your neighbors and random faces from back home went before you. Your mind was too lost in the static of what you endured yesterday to really care about the changes that await after your physical but soon the pool of people to choose from narrows and you’re up next. 

“Ma’am, please follow me.”

Almost like an out of body experience you walk down the hall of the sterile building. Everyone here is so clean and put together. No one has a scratch on them, splotches of mud don’t stain their clothes and faces, but here you are, dirtying their floors with the ashes of your village. Heck you’re pretty sure you still have some flour or sugar to sprinkle in your wake.

The girl named Sakura comes to a stop and gestures for you to go into the room before her. 

The exam begins like all the rest. She weighs you, takes some vials of your blood for testing, checks your pulse and blood pressure, and then begins examining your skin for any lacerations or bruises. 

“I apologize, but I’d like you to remove your clothing. I need to make sure you have no skin conditions or injuries and I will also be performing some gynecological testing if that’s okay.”

You silently nod as you begin to remove your clothes starting with your shirt. The garment is folded neatly and placed on a nearby chair before you unbutton your pants. As you disrobe you hear the girl with pink hair gasp. Quickly you start to pull your pants back on assuming the worst. 

“What?! What is it?!”

“Your hip!”

“Is something wrong with it? Did I get stabbed? I didn’t even feel anything!”

“No! Nothing like that.”

“Then what on earth was that gasp for?!” you say a little louder than you meant. The adrenaline still pumped through you from yesterday’s tragedy and the instant regret twinges in your heart as you see the girl flinch from your tone. 

“Your birthmark,”

“What about it?”

“It’s a soulmark.”

“What on earth is a soulmark?” You begin to feel irritated again, waiting for her to get to the point. What could possibly be so ‘gasp-worthy’ about a silly birthmark.

“It’s a birthmark in the shape of your soulmate.”

At this you laugh out loud. Stress seems to allow you to rocket between emotions in a single heartbeat. You always kinda liked your birthmark cause it was unique, an imperfect grid of nine square-like freckles resting on the upper portion of your back hip only visible from behind when you’re wearing a thong or a bikini. 

“I doubt my soulmate is a square!” you wheeze out between giggle fits.

“No! It doesn’t look like the man, it’s his crest! Nine squares fit together in a larger square, that’s the Hatake crest! Look!”

From a nearby display of pamphlets, Sakura pulls one that is a history of the village, including the many great clans and powerful ninja. Your fingers trace the page down to the geometric crest, running your prints along the lines of the Hatake square. “You sure of this?”

The grin on her face says it all. “You wanna see what he looks like?”

“How do you know which member of this family I’m ‘destined’ for?”

“Well- uh- see, he-” then her shoulders softly deflate, “he’s the last one.”

Your face turns to sympathy as you let the bit of news resonate. The last of his clan… you can sympathize easily after just experiencing the extermination of many from your home. You wonder how many clans were wiped out just yesterday.

The girl then fumbles through other non-medical pamphlets in the little wall display till she finds the one talking about the great shinobi, past and present. She unfolds it till her eyes light up and she shoves the paper into your hands. “That one. That’s Kakashi-sensei.”

“Sensei?” you ask with a raised brow.

“He was my sensei when I was a Genin. He’s super talented, amazing really. He had us play this game where we had to take a bell from him and when we tried it again a few years ago he weaved hand signs so fast his fingers were nothing but a blur!”

Without realizing it, your mouth fell open and your eyes pan down to the image of a silver haired ninja with 75% of his face covered. 

“How do you know what he looks like? All you can see is one eye.”

“He likes to cover his sharingan.”

The word’s significance doesn’t register so you press on, “And the rest of his face?”

She simply shrugs, “I dunno, it hasn’t stopped other women from liking him”

Something about her statement brings out a tinge of jealousy. You take another look at the pamphlet. As you take a second look you start to see the merits of the man. Despite the mask, you could tell he had a strong jawline from how it clings to his face. His figure was slender with poorly disguised biceps and his signature hair swoop was a flattering statement that paired nicely with the mysterious mask. After reconsideration you concede that the man is indeed attractive. 

“I guess you’re right. I can see why other women would like him.”

“So does that mean you think he’s cute?”

You roll your eyes, “Yes, I think he’s cute.”

“I knew you’d like him! Kakashi-sensei is the best!”

You offer a soft smile and begin to pull your pants back down so she can resume the physical. “So tell me more about him.”

“Well, he’s an amazing shinobi. Really respected. He graduated from the academy at 5, became a Jonin at 12, joined the Anbu at 13 and served them for 10 years before becoming my sensei.”

“Sounds impressive but a little scary. Is he nice?”

“He’s really nice! You wouldn’t think so since he’s been through a lot but he’s really big on teamwork and protecting his friends. Sometimes he’s a little withdrawn cause he doesn’t like all the attention but he’s a real stand up guy.”

That last bit makes you happy and she can see it on your face.  Sakura directs you to hop up on the exam table. 

“When was the last time you were checked?”

“It’s been a few years. I don’t really have a doctor back home.”

“Do you want me to perform the usual?”

“Yes please.”

“Feet in the stirrups and scooch to the edge of the table.”

You shift under the paper blanket she provided and do as she asks. 

“You’ll feel something cool slide in and then a little pressure. Try to relax.”

You nod and stare at the ceiling. “So when do I meet my so-called soulmate?”

“It’ll be a few weeks still. He’s been gone on a mission for the past four months.”

“Four months?! For a mission?”

“Sometimes we travel across several nations. It takes time.”

“You act like this is normal. Do shinobi usually have spouses and stuff?”

“Usually, but Kakashi sensei is different. He’s never had a girlfriend. He’s lost a lot of the people he’s loved. I don’t think he’s really allowed himself to entertain the idea. But you have a soulmark! He’s bound to fall for you. The gods have literally branded you for him.”

The pink haired ninja puts the sample she collected on her tray and signals for you to sit back up. 

“You make it all sound so romantic, like it’s destiny or something.”

“It is destiny. Just like me and Sasuke. We’ll be together one day, when he comes to his senses and returns home.”

“I don’t know who Sasuke is but I hope you’re right. You have me over here almost believing you.”

Sakura gives you a determined look solidifying her stance on the matter. “I’ll send this and your bloodwork off to the lab for testing but everything looks good down there. The rest of your physical shows you’re healthy. I’m going to send you over to Lady Tsunade so she can help you find housing and work.”

“Thank you Sakura.”

“And Y/N,” you turn your head to her, “Welcome to the Leaf.”

“Thank you.” you hum through your smile. After everything you went through yesterday and today, you’re glad to feel safe and offered a chance to live in the protection of one of the five great nations. 

After Sakura clears the room and you redress, your eyes glance over to the pamphlet left behind. Is he really as amazing as they say he is? Finishing the fastens of your clothes, your hands grab the pages and bring them close to your face. You scrutinize the image. He does look very handsome here, secret identity and all. You bet he’s even more handsome beneath the mask. 

“I wish I didn’t have to wait a few weeks to meet you.” you mutter to the paper, before folding it and tucking it away. It was nice to have something positive to think about after the horrors of 24 hours ago. With one last sweep of the medical room to make sure you didn’t forget anything, you exit the hospital and start for headquarters where the Hokage is waiting.

“So we’re going to put you here.” The painted red nail of the hokage points to a small apartment building near the center of town. “They’re not the most glamorous apartments but it should do for now. If you find a higher paying job, you are welcome to move.”

“Thank you Lady Tsunade.”

“Don’t mention it.”

“And what am I doing for work in the meantime?”

“One of the Anbu had mentioned you said something about being able to bake so I asked him to talk to one of the bakeries in town to see if they required any staff. Fortunately for us, they’re looking for someone. They’d like you to report at 4:30am so that you can finish the pastries before the morning rush.”

You nod, accepting the papers she hands over to you. One has a map of the village with several circles and two stars. One star over your new home, the other over your new job. The rest of the markings seem to indicate places to shop and eat. 

“I appreciate this Lady Tsunade. May I ask how long I’m allowed to stay?”

She looks you over, “As long as you’d like. Assuming you don’t cause trouble.” she adds with a wink.

“May I ask another question?”

“Sure.”

“Sakura mentioned something about her sensei. She said he was out on a mission for a few more weeks. Do you know when he’s supposed to return?”

“Kakashi? He’s scheduled to return in 16 days. Why?”

“She found a soulmark on my body. She thinks he and I are destined to be soulmates and while I don’t believe in that kind of stuff, I’d like to at least have an introduction. It can’t hurt, right?”

The hokage’s mouth falls open. “You have a soulmark?”

Shyness starts to creep in. “That’s what she said.”

“Oh, this is wonderful news! I’d love for Kakashi to finally have someone! Sure beats being single in your 50’s”

“He seems well liked.”

“He’s had a hard life. He lost a lot of people he admired and has limited his romantic interests to reading a book.” A questioning brow is raised at that last part. “He enjoys Jiraiya’s stupid romance books.” she says with an annoyed edge.

“Oh.”

“Anyways, in 16 days you’ll know for yourself. Also, good luck. You’re about to become a celebrity.”

“What on earth do you mean?”

“A foreigner with a soulmark for the Copy Ninja? You’ll be famous by the end of the week.”

Your back stiffens at the idea of being famous in a new city. You’ve never been one to enjoy notoriety, preferring peace and quiet instead. “Right, well, thank you my Lady. I have a lot to get acquainted with.”

“You’re welcome, I’ll check on you in a few days.”

“See you then.” you smile before slipping out of the tall door at the front of her office. Now that all the formalities are out of the way, you head out of the building and enjoy a peaceful walk home, free of the terrors of bandits and rogue shinobi. You didn’t fear the shadows the way you would’ve back home, just the prospect of your looming fame. You sincerely hope if your silly birthmark is going to make you the talk of the town, the man surrounding this gossip better be worth it, otherwise your second chance is going to be ruined by this soulmark business.

True to her word, Lady Tsunade is absolutely right. For the past two weeks, word of a woman with the Hatake clan crest as a soulmark on her hip spread through the village like the flu. A frustrating amount of traffic came through the front door of your new bakery job so people could meet the lucky woman destined for the gorgeous Kakashi of the Sharingan. 

One group of women that you had the displeasure of meeting, felt it necessary to mock you when you didn’t know Kakashi had a special eye that you never heard of. “Some soulmate, she doesn’t even know what a Sharigan is. Looks like the gods messed up on this one.”

You rolled your eyes and asked if they were ready for their order. If this is the kind of reception you receive before even meeting the man, how bad will it be if you actually do start dating him? One thing that has been comforting is that with this kind of buzz surrounding the man, including several visits from a certain blonde haired boy who happens to live in the same building as you, the man in question must be pretty great. You’d lie if you said you weren’t excited. You try to convince yourself that it’s all made up kids stuff but the warmth in your chest grows each time you think about meeting him. 

Your boss is thrilled with your new found celebrity status because it means a constant stream of traffic into his shop, something he hasn’t had in years. You almost feel a certain degree of pressure for the meeting between you and Kakashi to go well so that the line of people entering the bakery doesn’t stop. 

The days till Kakashi’s homecoming have flown by faster than expected. This particular night as you close the shop after your second shift of the day, a tuft of spiky blonde hair appears at the door. You notice through the kitchen window and put down the pans that you were scrubbing to go unlock the front door. 

“Evening Naruto!”

“Good Evening Sweet Lady!”

You smile and shake your head at your new nickname. “What can I help you with tonight?” you say, walking behind the counter. Naruto’s eyes wander over the case of treats before pointing to a few colorful balls. You grab a small plate and pull them out before passing them along to his outstretched hands. “Mind following me to the kitchen while I finish up?”

With an eager nod the two of you move to the back where you resume scrubbing out the mixing bowl and scouring the caramelized sugar off of the pans. 

“So what brings you by tonight? It can’t just be for the sweets cause your smile is too big.”

“Well, I heard Kakashi-sensei is headed back to the village. Apparently he’ll be here tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow? That’s early.”

“Yeah, I thought you’d be excited.”

“I’m not-not excited. But I am very nervous.”

“Why?”

“Cause all I’ve heard for two weeks is how amazing this guy is. What if he doesn’t like me?”

“He will. We like you, so he’ll like you too.”

You fold the towel you were using to dry your hands. “That’s sweet of you but still, you can’t force a person’s feelings.”

Naruto sits himself on the counter and kicks his legs carefree. “I think, even without that mark, he’d like you. Anyways, if you want to run into him tomorrow, there’s a bar he usually goes to after missions. He likes their barbeque. If you go there, you’re sure to see him.”

You pull out the map Lady Tsunade gave you when you first came to the village, “Alright, circle it here. Let's see if true love exists.”

Happily the boy grabs a marker and puts a thick circle around the spot. You note it’s not too far from where you both live. “Do you mind showing me on the way home?”

“Sure thing sweet lady.”

You smile and look down. “Ready when you are.”

With that the boy jumps off the counter and follows you out the door. You stop to lock it behind him and close the metal gate over the door. Then you follow Naruto home with a brief stop at the Barbeque Bar you’ll be visiting tomorrow. 

The night has come. You try to keep your nerves calm but after the way the village has built up this moment, you can’t help but feel jittery. You did your hair in waves, wore a simple satin black dress with a cowl neckline, and kept the simplicity going with neutral makeup and light shimmer highlights. If you’re being honest, it’s the most effort you’ve ever put into your appearance even though the goal was simplicity. You’re not sure why you care so much. Maybe it’s cause of the excitement and buzz of the village, but you try to remember this isn’t something that you’d normally get worked up about. Yet, however hard you fight it your body trembles with nerves. Now the time has come and you sit at the bar by yourself, sipping on cold sake just to steel your nerves as the seconds tick towards meeting your soulmate. 

While thinking about how ridiculous you’re being, you notice the door open and in walks a six foot, slender man with tall silver hair, a black compression shirt, loose black sweats, and a black mask paired with a ninja’s headband covering his face. Your heart races as you see him before you. He’s gorgeous. The pictures in the pamphlet are insulting compared to how he looks in person.

Your back straightens and your cheeks flush. You’ve never seen someone as handsome as him. It makes the idea that he’s supposed to be interested in you ludicrous. You start to throw back your sake, trying to draw the courage to go sit next to him. Just as you finished and ordered a drink to carry over to him, You catch his eye. The flush that takes over is furious. The heat of his gaze has you sweating from its intensity. Then the other bartender brings over two shots and a drink for the man. 

Curiosity strikes you. From everything everyone said about him, you got the feeling that he wasn’t a big drinker. Even Naruto said he came here for the barbeque, so what’s with the three drinks on top of the drink he just finished?

You watch as the man throws back both shots before chasing them with the whiskey. The heavy drinking soured your opinion of him and you wondered if you should still go introduce yourself. Kakashi’s eye locks on you again but after seeing your hesitation he looks away. 

Unfortunately for you, a different girl approaches him. You recognize her as one of the girls who mocked you at the bakery. Your face scrunches as you see her lean against him. Having successfully caught the attention of the former Anbu the girl dares a glance at you, winking before carding her fingers through his hair. 

Hurt, you turn away. The bartender, who knew about your mark, gives you a look of sympathy. As you look back at the nice man, tears begin to well in your eyes.

“He doesn’t normally act like this.” the man defends.

You pull out your cash to pay your tab, and just as the tears spill past you say, “It’s not like he knew anyways.”

“Ma’am-”

“Don’t tell him about this, please.”

“I-of course.” The look on his face makes it all worse. The pity let you know exactly how broken you must appear. You tuck your chin trying to hide your face as the tears stream down. You don’t even wait for your change, you just turn and leave the building. Soon, the cool night air smacks your face as you step out of the bar on your hurried walk home. 

How dumb are you to think there’s such a thing as destiny or soulmates? You let the people of this village make  you believe in something so silly. Love isn’t some mystery destined by the Gods, you meet someone who feels like a friend and the affection grows. You just fooled yourself into thinking that this seemingly perfect pretty boy was somehow cosmically claimed by you. When all it took was some jealous hussy to flirt with him drunk to prove you were only kidding yourself and now you’ve turned yourself into the village joke. 

Everyone will know your shame in a day and you doubt he’ll even feel bad. However, even if by some chance he does, you don’t think you could find it in yourself to give him a chance. Not when his rejection hurts this much. Your foolish little lovesick fantasies that you tried so hard to pretend weren’t taking over your mind now haunt you. 

This silly little love game squashed the tragedies of your village. It let you focus on something happy instead of wallowing in the grief of all you’ve lost, but all that did was build up this man in your head. How could you be so stupid? Then you think about Sakura and Naruto. Will they still look at you in awe, their eyes full of love and affection? Or will they forget about you? Their attention turned to the woman straddling him in the bar tonight. Chills run down your arms as the frigid night air closes in on you. 

You speed walk home, allowing the tears to drip from your chin, not bothering to wipe them as your feet race forward. You shuffle up the stairs, breezing past Naruto who opens his door, and hurriedly unlock your own so you can slam it shut behind you. 

Your purse slumps onto the floor as your body slides down against the wood of the door. The sounds of Naruto’s feet can be heard outside and you swear you hear him inhale like he’s afraid to knock, but ultimately he chooses to walk away and you’re so grateful he does. Once his footfalls fade away your shoulders begin to shake. 

Seriously, how could you be so stupid? He’s gorgeous and talented. In what world would he be reserved for you? 

Of course you’d have competition. But the way everyone talked made it seem like he didn’t date or entertain women. You thought all you’d have to do is introduce yourself. But of course there would be women lining up to see him. How many girls looked at you with envy? How many women have had feelings for him longer than you? 

The only thing you can say with certainty is that you never want to think of the silver-haired dog again. 

Using the back of your hand, you wipe your face and get up to your feet. Pulling the silken fabric off your body as you walk towards your bedroom, you decide to put this whole Kakashi business behind you. You’ll focus on yourself and your fresh start in a new village like you should’ve from the beginning. You survived the Ishikozume gang for crying out loud. It’s gonna take more than a pretty face to crush you.

…at least that’s what you tell yourself.

Part 2 I Part 3 I Part 4 I Part 5 I Part 6 I Masterlist

[kurokawaia]

❛ NSFW ALPHABET ❜

Hatake Kakashi X Fem!Reader

WC; 2.1k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: x fem reader, overstimulatiom, coming on tits and in mouth, oral -> male reciveing, teasing, edging + more

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯 :: (filled request) I saw the itachi nsfw alphabet and I was like Noway! You writ for naruto? Oh can you write one for kakashi? - ANON

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A = Aftercare

Would 100% place soft kisses around your neck and your cheeks as you fall asleep against him. In the morning or when he and you wake up I feel he would run a warm bath for the two of you with special oils and soaps. Probably would turn into him gently and caringly fingering your cunt as you squirm against him and pant his name softly while you grip your hands into his arms. OR, the two of you wouldn't even be bothered to move, your limbs entangled with each other as you fall asleep

B = Body part (his favourite about himself and you)

(His) Kakashi favourite body part about himself would probably be his arms because he loves wrapping them around you, especially wrapping them underneath your boobs, loves your boobs. Loves his chest, and loves it when you trail down kisses to give him head.

(Yours) Kakashi's favourite body part from you is your boobs. He loves everything about your body of course but he specifically loves your tits. Loves it when you don't have a bra and he can wrap his arms around you so he can rub your perk nipples in between his rough fingers. Or he loves your ass, loves watching it move due to his thrusts, loves to grip it, to sleep on it, you name it.

C = Cum

Loves to cum on your chest. After he does he loves seeing your fucked out face and he continues to smear it everywhere while groping your breasts overstimming you in pleasure just get's him going. Loves coming in your mouth as well, loves to see your throat stretching from him and asking you to stick out your tongue to see his cum spread all over your mouth.

D = Dirty Secret

Really wants to fuck your tits. Wants you to be either laying down or on your knees as he squishes your plush tits together and pushes his thick dick through them and thrusts to get off. Loves to see that you are even getting pleasure from him fucking your tits, your head thrown back and whimpers leaving your pretty little mouth. Maybe even wearing some lingerie thigh highs to top it off would just make him so needy for you.

E = Experience

Everyone thinks this man is so experience, however, I dont think so. Maybe he's had one or two fucks but I doubt that this depressed asf man would've fucked any one in his teens. Did most the fucking in his adult years. Only has experience from his dirty smut books I suppose. But Kakashi radiates that even if you WERE to fuck him as a virgin, this man would know what he's doing.

F = Favourite Postion

I'm going to say prone bone position, or even just missionary mostly doggy though. Loves to prop you up with a pillow underneath your lower abdomen as you lay on your stomach, holding your waist and thrusting deeply into you, loves the way you let out a whimpered scream into the bed sheets and your dainty hands gripping the comforter wishing that you would be scratching his back and arms, but he'll save that for later. Loves doing doggy bc he can lean down over you and whisper filthy things into your ear while still feeling your ass ripple against his thrusts. Also loves to grope your boobs, lick and squeeze them in this position. Missionary is self-explanatory, loves to see your fucked out face making his ego grow.

G = Goofy

Loves to make random remarks during sex but on the other hand, he is serious other than his evident teasing in his playful voice. Loves to know he can make you dumb on his cock and fingers just from his words. He finds sex intimate so don't expect him to say anything that isn't teasing to often

H = Hair

I'm gonna say he's more on the clean-shaven side like he trims often only because I feel like he doesn't seem like the type to not trim or shave, he seems like a clean person. I have a feeling he's probably scared of having a lot of hair down there 😭, don't ask me why., he likes to feel and be clean. His pubic hair probably isn't that noticeable anyways because it's a pale white.

I = Intimacy

Leaning to the romantic side although when he's rough he still is romantic in his own ways, his teasing shows how much he loves you. Loves to tease as he makes his way down your face to neck down to your cut with tongued kisses, his body towering towering over your significantly tinier body. Loves it when you have to bite down onto his shoulder and when you're on top leaving the same amount of hickies as he does.

J = Jack off

Definitely jacks off when you're not around and he needs you so badly. When he's on a trip for a soccer game and you aren't allowed to come he definitely masturbates more than a few times because he misses you so much

K = Kink/s

Kakashi's kinks have to be overstimulation, edging, and teasing (teasing you). Overstimulating you when he's giving you oral is one of his favourite things to do with you, continuing to finger your clenching hole as you squirm to get away from him but it feels so good at the same time and the tears coming from your eyes at the pleasure makes him feel so good making him want to tease the fuck out of you. Edging you when you came home so needy and horny for Kakashi only for him to stop thrusting into you or slowing down just makes you whine for him making chuckles leave his mouth continues to tease you with his egotistic words and slowly moving again with slow kisses and thrust.

L = Location

I'm going to say either the classic bedroom or even in the aftercare part when he wants to fuck you in the bath. He just loves to have you in a space where you can't squirm away from him and wants to have your body pressed tightly against his. So any place which gives him the most access to be skin-to-skin with you would be his favourite. If you're on a mission with him he would fuck you in a forest or an inn.

The hokage office is looking real nice though

M = Motivation

Anything. Or seeing your nipples poke through a shirt or you not wearing any pants.

N = No

Wouldn't publicly fuck you, like in an alleyway, he wouldn't do it on a train or anything very open like that. Kakashi thinks that romantic and sexual things should be for his eyes only and not for any perverts.

O = Oral

Prefers to receive. Doesn't mean he don't enjoy munching on your own cunt though, he absolutely love eating out your soaked cunt but he just rather your tight mouth try to fit his length without gagging. Loves coming down your throat and making you open your plump lips to make sure that you swallowed all his seed. Kakashi loves the way you make sure to trace every vein on his dick before taking him whole in your mouth and the muffled gags and gasps you make on his dick causing you to grip his thighs just makes him want to cum down your tight little throat more.

P = Pace

His pace really depends on his mood. But he's more into the rougher side of sex. He doesn't mind going all romantic and slow with you, he usually does what you ask his to do. If you want it gentle, you'll get it gentle. You want it rough? you'll get it rough.

Q = Quickie

Isn't a big fan of them because he would rather worship every square inch of your body than just a quick fuck. If he's late or you are late and you both are needy for each other then he will gladly have sex with you no questions asked. He would rather hear your moans for longer though. He would love to have an audio recording of your moans. He just loves how you sound and wants to relish in all of you.

R = Risk

Would make you walk around with no underwear on.

S = Stamina

Bro holds the status of Hokage, that's self explanatory. He can go all day and night with his stamina. He'd get so lost within your cunt, like he would spend hours in you and pleasuring you and him, filling you up. Though, he knows you don't have his stamina so you'd have to stop after 3-5 rounds bc you'd pass out on him :D

T = Toys

No. Wouldn't be opposed to having a pretty clit vibrator for you, aghhhhh overstimming you on his cock and having the vibrations flow through on his dick with make him go feral.

U = Unfair

He isn't the kindest person during sex regarding when you get to cum. Overstimulates you, edges you. He finds it entertaining how you beg and beg for him for a release or for him to stop and slow down. If he's teasing you he makes sure to slowly thrust in and out of you until your are practically crying and screaming for Kakaahi to please you how you wanna be pleased. Every time you chant his name his ego gets boosted. Loves to see you in the palms of his hands.

V = Volume

I'm going to say he's not loud but he's not quick, doesn't matter anyways because you're probably not going to hear him with the way he's fucking you. He definitely groans and moans louder when he's getting close to his release. Groans into your pussy when he hears you moan, he just loves getting you off knowing that he's the only one to make you feel like this.

W = Wild?

Recreating the smut scenes in the books he reads is a given. He would recreate all of those with you. He fucks wild and tame at the same time, well mostly tame. But the things he says with either praising, degrading, or teasing you are wild. he fucks to the bridge of the 'tame fucking', so he's basically fucking you wild as well but he says he doesn't

X = X-ray

Kakashi is the definition of having a long and thick dick oml. Probably a solid 6-7 inches when soft and 8 inches when hard, his dick is definitely heavy along with his balls. His shaft is a shade darker than his pale skin, so still pretty pale. His tip is a darker shade of pink, not a pale pink but a deep pink as the shade of his lips.

Y = Yearning

Wants you all the time. Can't wait until he has you crying on his cock and. He reads smut in his time all day every day (like me 🧍🏼‍♀️)

Z = Zzzz

Falls asleep last, and makes sure that his princess is asleep and comfortable before him. Loves to have you flush against him when the two of you are falling asleep. He already has a warm wet rag that he uses to gently clean up the mess between your thighs and chest

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[icameheretoreadstuff]

can't wait

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader Warnings: 18+, MDNI, NSFW, smut, dry humping, public, he's your bf <3 Summary: you're in the woods with Kakashi. A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr.

You ran throughout the woods with kakashi right behind you, with wind in your hair. You turned around for a moment only too see he was not behind you anymore. You stopped running and took a deep breath. You felt you could see something up in the trees so you hid behind a tree. You closed your eyes to focus on where he was when he jumped down from the sky right and landed right infront of you. "Hi handsome" you giggled and wrapped your hands around his neck, the warmth coming from his chest made you squeeze tighter against his chest.

"are you trying to hide from me?" he asked you as he leaned his forehead on yours "No, I'm trying to hide us" you smiled as you leaned twoards his lips as he wrapped his hands around your waist. "you are huh?" You really couldn't get enough of his lips, as they were hid you looked up at him with a look he knew too well. "use your words, hun" he chuckled "I wanna kiss you" you smiled as you kissed his nose "you just did" he teased, you pouted and he just chuckled as he kissed your pouted underlip.

He leaned back and you let your hands glide down onto his chest. He lowered his face mask slowly, you opened up his vest and You held your hand on his neck as you guided him slowly against your lips. The instant his lips were on yours, you felt like you melted. It was so hard to only just kiss him, it always builded up more and more until you were both were panting and naked.

He pulled you into a hug as he inhaled your sweet kiss. "I love kissing you" you smiled, He smiled and you quickly leaned back. "Wait!" you looked at his smile and melted comepletely "I'm never gonna get enough of your smile" you smiled as your thumb glided slowly over his underlip. He kissed your thumb and you stroked his cheek as you leaned twoards his lips, kissed him deeply and for a moment you both forgot every thought and worries you both were carrying.

It went fast from deep kisses to heavy makeout. His hands around your waist, you grinded on his thigh while tasting the sweetnes of his tongue.

His hand slipped down your pants, he hummed into your lips as he could feel how wet you were. His finger slipped between your folds, you moaned into his lips as he groaned "I love you." He grabbed your thighs, pulled you up closer to his boner and pinned you up against the tree as he grinded his boner twoards your clothed clit.

His muscled arms wrapped around you as he moaned into your lips. You could feel the heat between your kisses and his thrust began to become more needy.

"please" you whimpered, his rough kisses and his boner was making you crazy. His hips were vibrating when he pushed his bulge into your core as he was so horny he could burst, his breath was shaky as he kissed you deeply "I want you inside me" you moaned, he smirked at your response.

He let you down and you dragged your pants down to your knees "I need you" you said as you kissed his neck softly while openening up his pants and dragged it down, his big cock bounced out of his boxer.

You felt like you had no time. Your mind was foggy, as you whimpered you turned around and pushed your hips up "You need my cock that bad, huh?" He hummed as he slipped his tip inside your wet clit while moaning "yes please" you hummed as you hold onto the tree for support.

The wetness of your clit was used as lube and he couldn't stop silently moaning as it felt so good to feel your wet entrance hugging his tip. He thrusted slowly, rolling his hips his dick went deeper and deeper inside you. "you fill me up so good" you moaned "i love filling you up" he flirted as he moaned deeply while thrusting slowly into you.

You loved it when he was vocal with you, only for you to hear. "You're so perfect" he hummed as he glided his hand under your shirt and cupped your breast. He rolled his hips as he squeezed your breast, you whimpered as you bended your back. With his free hand he gripped your hip tight and thrusted his hard long dick deeper inside you.

"fuck" he groaned as he watched your ass bounce with each thrust. "I need you so bad y/n" he hummed "does this feel ok, hun?" you moaned in response which only got him more excited.

He moved his hand from your breast and gripped your hips tight as he could feel you squeezing your walls "y/n" he moaned as he bended his knees and thrusted automatically deep and fast into you.

He moved his hands up while cupping both of your breast as his hips clapped hard into you "mmf" he hummed as he held your breast tight. "keep doing that" he hummed "keep squeezing my cock" you moaned at his words, feeling close "fuck" you moaned. squeezing your walls around his thick cock. "just like that" he cooes as he pinched your nipples.

"I'm close" he hummed and began to pant as his hips snapped up into you. "kakashi-" you moaned as you could feel your breath getting deep and fast, you bended your back and thrusted back onto his big cock. "keep doing that" he cooes "don't stop" he moaned "fuck" you moaned as you climaxed "fuck me harder" you panted feeling the rush of his hips rapidly clap harder and faster into you "close" he barely managed to say as he moaned and panted over and over again. "i love you" he whimpered and gripped your hips as he climaxed hard into you.

He slipped out his cock and found something to clean you up from one of his pockets. You whimpered as he slowly cleaned you up "careful, I'm so sensetive right now" he smirked as you raised up, took on your pants and turned around "i love you" you smiled as you kissed him deeply.

[chatterbox-73]

Kinktober 2024.

Day 8 - Overstimulation.

Kakashi Hatake x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for Kinktober, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for Kinktober and if you want to see a character please let me know...

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

A/N: this is another edited report…

Also this is a second part to this one-shot.

Summary: After spending so much time together acting as newlyweds of a mission, you and Kakashi fall for each other and in a moment of confidence Kakashi confesses his feelings for you.

Word count: 2.2k

CW: NSFW and adult content, fluff, unprotected sex, oral (f!giving and receiving), fingering, squirting, crying, biting/bite marks, hickeys, bruises, overstimulation, rough sex, slight mention of public sex and slight mention of nosebleed.

Kakashi pressed his clothes member on the side of your face, “let’s make this worth it” he hummed and slipped his sweatpants down his hip, while pulling his shirt up and holding it between his teeth as he held your chin in place, you licked the underside of his shaft and kissed down towards his base, you moaned and licked over his sack, “it’s so tasty” you moaned against his heavy testicles, Kakashi huffed and grabbed a fist full of your hair, “oh shit… that tickles, but you’re gonna have to start sucking” he pulled back before holding your mouth open and slipping his tip between your lips, Kakashi pressed in closer and closer until he was reaching the back of your throat, he gave you a moment to relax and get use to him, but once you moaned around him, he took it as a sign to start thrusting his hips.

It was always so satisfying with kakashi, he’d prioritise your pleasure over his own, though you did get the impression that he greatly enjoyed pleasing his partners, however it was nice finally getting to focus on him, on making him feel good and truly satisfied.

It was like pulling teeth though, convincing him to allow you to focus on his pleasure, however you were able to use the excuse that this was the last time Kakashi would have you as the mission was over, and after much debate and wrapping yourself around him, you were finally able to make him agree.

Kakashi grunted as he looked down at you, his eyes narrowed and heavy with lust, he bit his lower lip, scrunched up his nose and furrowed his brow, “I shouldn’t have waited this long, I was worried you wouldn’t like it” Kakashi grunted and brushed a hand over your head, “you’re so good at this, for it being the first you use that pretty mouth for something over then arguing with me” he chuckled and you reached up, grabbing his butt with both hands and digging your nails in, you hummed around him and he grunted, hips shuttering and head rolling back as you felt his cum spurt into your back of your mouth.

“You looked so cute with a full mouth…” kakashi chuckles as he leant down and cupped your cheeks, before kissing you and lifting you up onto the bed, “I wanna see you on hands and knees” he hummed and watched to turn over.

You sat on the bed watching Kakashi apply concealer to his scar, both you and Kakashi were getting ready to head back to the hidden leaf village. the mission had been pretty easy in the grand scheme of things, however the hardest part, if you were being honest…

…Was keeping both your body’s apart long enough to actually get the mission done…

The constant sex was helpful in selling the newlywed image, although it got to the point were it was like clockwork, after every meal, disagreement, during and after showering or even when you were both out running errands, however after this morning’s moment of delight, both you and Kakashi agreed that was the last time. You don’t particularly feel upset about stopping sex with Kakashi, however you will miss his the company. “Ready to leave?” Kakashi asked now full in his disguise, “yeah let’s go” you smiled as you walk to the door.

The trip back to the village seemed quicker then when you left at the beginning of your mission, and before you knew it you were back in the village, both you and Kakashi, or rather Sara and Ryusei Ito passed your Fake IDs over to the gatekeepers, after the all clear you and Kakashi agreed to meet with Lady Tsunade after a quick shower. Soon enough you were both standing in the hokage’s office, you both handed Lady Tsunade the items she requested and the mission reports, “you both took longer then I expected you would, why’s that?” Lady Tsunade asked while examining Kakashi mission report. “We hit a few small bumps, here and there” Kakashi smirked under his mask, ‘he better not tell her everything’ you think as you side eye him…

You didn’t care if lady Tsunade knew of your and Kakashi’s minor affair during the mission, and it was fine for shizune to know, you’d be telling her everything in detail later on anyway. However the same couldn’t be said about the youngest in the room, lady Tsunade and Kakashi’s student, Sakura…

“And they were?” Lady hokage questioned and before Kakashi could answer, you spoke up, “the weather… it rained more then expected and we didn’t want our disguises to be compromised.” You breath out, “understandable” lady Tsunade answered and when back to reading. After Lady Tsunade finished reading both mission reports and looked over all the items, once seeing everything was there and in good condition she let you go, “alright, you both did really well, you both have a couple days off” she gestured for both of you to leave. Once stepping out of the room, you heard Kakashi chuckle “what are you laughing at?” You said feeling your cheeks heat up. “The weather” Kakashi shook his head and looked in your direction, “well what did you want me to say, hot steamy sex was the problem” you began to walk and Kakashi set after you, “actually I was going to say, you had back cramps for the first few days” you heard Kakashi’s smirk behind his words. “Only because of you” you snapped back, “at least it’s the truth… well not the full truth, but still more true then ‘the weather’.” Kakashi stepped in front of you and leaned down to eye level, “I’m not playing into this” you walked off and Kakashi followed after you.

The walk home was peaceful, you and Kakashi unconsciously took the scenic route, it was mostly silent, just leaving you with your thoughts. You thought about how you’d gotten so used to being around Kakashi and in all that time you both really did feel like a newlywed couple. ‘It’d be a waste if you didn’t at least try to make things work with Kakashi, he had made himself a comfortable spot in your heart’ your heart leaps at the thought but your brain quickly brought you back to reality, ‘you and Kakashi can’t be anything but a memory now, you made an agreement, despite how he makes your day feel brighter’.

Your mind and heart remained in warfare until you reached the apartment complex. Both you and Kakashi live here, and funnily enough you both live on the same floor and on either side of Gei’s apartment. “Well have a good couple of days off” Kakashi smiled and opened his door, but before he could go in you stopped him. “Wait there for a second” you ran into your apartment and grabbed your bottle of shampoo and the pair of fluffy bed socks on the kitchen counter, and back into the hallway. “These are yours…” you pass him the bed socks, “…and can you loosen this, you tighten it too much this morning” you asked holding out the shampoo bottle, while looking at your feet in embarrassment. “Sure” Kakashi chuckled and he loosened the bottle’s lid, “umm… did you want to come in for some tea?” Kakashi asked and you nodded.

You sat at the table with Kakashi drinking tea and talking, “it’s going to be so weird living on my own again” you smile and Kakashi nodded in agreement, “it’s going to be quite lonely without you reading with me” he looked at his cup fondly. “Yeah, I’ll probably miss cooking with someone, you really are so good at it” you smile fondly at your cup as well, “you’ll miss me?” Kakashi looked up at you in surprise “I’m not as cold hearted and unloving at those guy make me out to be” you say referring to the few guys in the hidden leaf village that have tried to ask you out but got turned down and started calling you names because of it. “I know that… it’s just that I…” Kakashi looked at you and suddenly looked away once making eye contact, “you what?” You feel your heart beat fasten, Kakashi stayed silent for quite some time “I think I… ummm… am in love with you” his top lip quivered and your eyes widened.

Kakashi slipped into a rant about how he could get over you, given some time apart, you on the other hand, couldn’t say anything, your mouth just wouldn’t move. You stood to your feet “I understand you want to leave but can we talk about this?” Kakashi asked almost desperately, but when you didn’t sit he quickly stood and moved in front of you, “please hear me out” he begged and grabbed your shoulders. “You love me?” You finally spoke, mind finally comprehending Kakashi’s words, “yes, now please ca-“ Kakashi confirmed but he couldn’t finish talking, because you beamed and wrapped your arms around his neck, “you love me!” You hugged the slightly confused man, “Kakashi, I love you too” you pulled away and light kissed him. Kakashi smiled and pulling you back in, kissing you deeply.

Laying on Kakashi bed, fingers digging into Kakashi hair, trying to push his head away as he softly sucked on your swollen bud while his fingers massaged your g-spot. “Stop, it’s too much… please I need a break” your begs fell on deaf ears, as his tongue licked your clit and soon enough you were cumming again and Kakashi finally pulled away.

“What was that four?” Kakashi questioned with a smile, “y-yes” you whimpered and he chuckled, the man leaned over you and began rubbing his anger tip through your dripping folds. You whined out a ‘no’ and Kakashi hand cupped your face, “don’t worry I’ll be gentle, I want to savour my meal” as he finished speaking his tip slipped in, his throbbing member slowly stretched you. Your walls squeezed Kakashi tight as he filled you, he smirked at you as his tip bumped your cervix and there it was, you reached your peak again. Kakashi didn’t even give you a minute to come down from your high as he began thrusting in you, his thrusts were deep, slow and strong, they made the bed rock into the wall and your breast to bounce with every thrust. Kakashi hands tightly gripped your hips as his face was buried between you breast, and your hands gripped his back. Every time your nails dug into Kakashi skin he’d growl and roughly bite your breasts, which would cause you to dig your nails in harder and squeezed tighter around him. Kakashi move his face into the crook of your neck, “I love you” he grunted his hands tightening their grip on your hips, “you’re mine” he choked. You grasped as you release came seemingly out of nowhere, Kakashi pulled back and looked down at the large wet patch under your ass. “Do it again… I wanna see it” he commanded, “do what?” Your voice trembled. Kakashi click his teeth and began quickly rubbing rough circles on your clit. Kakashi changed his slow pace to a much faster one, he still kept it deep and strong he just increased the speed a lot. Kakashi’s other hand held your waist, lifting your ass off the bed as your legs sat bent over his shoulders, giving him way more control over his thrust.

This time you could feel your release building in you lower stomach, it was tight and it was a feeling you’d never felt before, tears welled up in your eyes and lips quivered as you beg him to stop. You were almost afraid to release all this built up tension, so you squeezed around Kakashi trying to hold it in. Kakashi let out a deep moan that bounced off the walls and shook your insides, “let it go baby” his voice was gentle and his eyes pleaded with yours as tears slipped past your eyes.

That was enough for you to let go, and you felt all that built up tension in the lower stomach gush out of you as your hands gripped Kakashi thighs and your legs shook. the man above you watched you unravel, mouth opening into a silent scream as drool sat at the corners of your lips, tear still running down your cheeks, eyes squeezed shut, head thrown back face; neck; shoulders and chest flushed. Bite marks, hickeys and bruised covered your body, Kakashi watched your juices squirt over his lower abdomen, he pushed himself deep inside of you as his cock twitched and he unloaded himself into you, you whimper at the feeling. Kakashi panted and carefully lowered your legs, still inside of you he leaned forward and cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs wiped away any drool or tears. “I love you Kakashi” you whispered and your eyes fluttered shut as exhaustion took over your spent body.

You wake up to the sound of a giggling, and find yourself on Kakashi strong chest, both your naked bodies covered by fresh sheets, you looked up from you placed on Kakashi chest as you see him reading his indecent book, looking closely at his face to see a bloodied twisted up piece of tissue up his nose, you let out a giggle which catches his attention. “You pervert” you smiled, Kakashi chuckled and gently rubbed your head with his free hand. “I’m your pervert now” you nodded at his statement and close your eyes happily, allowing sleep to over come you again.

Kinktober Masterlist

Day 7 - Tetsurou Kuroo: Just sit here.

Day 9 - Katsuki Bakugo: Deep throating.

[kakashixhatakesxwhore]

Alone

Pairing: Hokage!Kakashi x f!Reader

Summary: Kakashi comes home late, to find that you left a note stating that you want to be left alone.

W/c: 1k (she bite-sized but I love her)

Warnings: Swearing, Kakashi's possessive and worries a lot

A/n: this one is entirely based off of this Frog and Toad story, so I only felt it was right to include the picture from the story's resolution. y'all know i just adore this man as hokage. lmk if this sucks, yk, the usual.

Masterlist💿

It had been another long day for the new Hokage. He was tired, he was stiff, and all he wanted was a kiss from you. He should have given you ten more kisses than he actually had given you, this morning - but, he was rushing, he had an early meeting.

Fuck, what an idiot. He should've been seizing every moment he had to kiss you, but he didn't, not this morning. He was being a terrible husband.

What if you thought so, too? What if you were feeling neglected, or, worse, unloved? What if that was the reason why you left such a cryptic, worrisome note for him to find when he got home?

Dear, Kakashi, I am not at home. I went out. I want to be alone. Y/n

He put the prettily penned note back onto the console table and shed his official robes. They were getting hot. The entire foyer of your home was getting hot.

Turning back to the door, Kakashi opened it back up with a shaking hand.

"Alone?" He murmured to himself as he shut it, again. As he walked away from the Red House, Kakashi scoffed, "Why does she want to be alone?"

Trekking away from the house, he wracked his brain, conjuring up a list of places you may be.

So, he started simple.

And he thanked the stars he hadn't checked anywhere else, first.

There, you laid, way out in the middle of a very wide pond, just North of Hokage Rock, in a little valley filled with flora, fauna, and the like.

A huge, grey rock held you above the water, just high enough so that the small ripples in the pond, caused by the frogs and little fish, didn't bother your sleeping form at all. Dragon flies zipped about you, only gracing you with a small bit of wind, and hardly a tickle or aggravation. Thin, weaning rays of sunlight passed through the tree line as the ball of fire made it's descent of the sky. They painted you with little golden dots, just over the long pants and tank top you had on.

Kakashi, almost, didn't want to wake you.

Almost.

Walking atop the water's surface, Kakashi strode over to you carefully, making sure not to make any undue splashes. As he walked, he berated himself.

Because you could have been sleeping, at home. You could have been doing this within the sanctity of your home, not out, where someone could just grab you. Shit, see a pretty lady, in the middle of a fucking pond, unconscious? Kakashi's instinct would be to help, even if he didn't know her - but there were some bad characters, who would not be so inclined. Why couldn't you just be a little more mindful of that? Kakashi worried about you, and your safety, and your health, but you didn't seem the least at all concerned.

Approaching you near silently, Kakashi ran his index finger down the inside of your arm, feeling the tender flesh as you twitched so preciously.

Fuck - the reason why you didn't care about you was because you didn't know how much he cared about you. That had to be it. He was underserving you, and that was just fucking criminal.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," he whispered, watching your eyes slowly open as he continued to tickle your arm.

You blinked and a smile rose to your face, it almost confused Kakashi.

Slowly, you sat up and shirked his touch in favour of a stretch. It almost bothered Kakashi, but he was very aware that he was in no position to be bothered by something so trivial.

"What are you sorry for, Kakashi?" You asked after a yawn, that same little grin on your lips as you looked into his eyes with a sparkle in yours.

A little embarrassed to be made to say it aloud, Kakashi scratched the back of his neck. Oh, grow the fuck up - apologize to your wife like a proper man, or else she'll resent-

"I'm sorry for treating you so poorly," he began, much to your surprise. Your smile continued to inch off of your face as he went on, "I've been so consumed with the duties of being Hokage, that I've been neglecting you. The last thing I want is for you to be unhappy. I shouldn't have..."

You were laughing.

So quietly, a small snicker, a little giggle.

"I'm not unhappy, Kakashi," you grinned, shaking your head a tad.

"Then why did you want to go out, and be alone?" He asked, voice dipped in bewilderment.

Your smile had returned to simply rest on your face as you looked at him. Gently, you shrugged, and told him, "This morning, when I woke up, I felt good, because the sun was shining. I felt good, because I'm your wife. And I felt good, because I know I'm so, very loved. I wanted to be alone, so I could think about how wonderful everything is. That was all in the morning, and I had a very long meditation on this rock, then took an even longer nap. I wasn't aware of the time, and I thought I'd be home earlier- that you'd never even read the note."

Quietly, Kakashi sat down on the rock with you, knees suddenly weak. He had to take a few breaths, but, even then, he couldn't stop looking into your eyes.

Your beautiful eyes.

They didn't call him a fool, nor did they judge him for overthinking anything.

"Oh," he said lowly, after some time had passed. "I suppose that's a very good reason to want to be alone."

You just laughed, and stretched again, before standing atop the water. Extending your hand to him, you purred, "And now, I am glad to not be alone. Let's go home, and make dinner - I'm starved."

Kakashi took your hand gingerly. He stood and twirled you so that his arm rested on your shoulder naturally, as you maintained your hold of his hand. Bringing you close to his side, Kakashi just sighed contently, "I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you, Kakashi," you smiled up at him. "You really are a spectacular husband."

[metal-mouse]

Kinktober Week One

Pair: Kakashi Hatake x GN!Reader (M/GN Pairing)

Themes: Smut. Kinktober Week One: blowjob + semi-public sex.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI. Smut. Oral sex.

Summary: 1k-ish. Paperwork is just so boring. You take pity on poor Kakashi, slipping under his desk to help make the Hokage's day a little more interesting.

Note: Surprise! I very impulsively decided to do something fun for Kinktober. I have five cheeky little one-shots lined up that will drop every Friday + Halloween. They will all be anime themed, because the brain rot is real rn. Week Two: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader.

Kakashi’s fist clenched around the pen in his hand as he tried to focus on the papers strewn across his desk. It was pretty fucking hard, with the way your lips were wrapped around the head of his cock. His gaze flicked over to the door of his office, woefully unlocked. There was a little thrill that went down his spine at the thought of someone walking in. It was risky, having you on your knees under his desk, yet when you had come in offering to make doing paperwork more entertaining… he’d been too intrigued to say no. 

His free hand dropped to your head as your tongue teased the bottom of his tip, his jaw clenching as he held in a groan. Teasing little… He gently pushed down on the back of your head, ignoring your little sound of surprise as his length slid into your warm mouth. His eyes rolled back for a moment, before he glanced over at the door again as footsteps drew close. The pen in his hand started to creak as your nose bumped into his lower belly, and his cock hit the back of your throat. He had to drop the pen, not wanting to snap it and get ink everywhere. 

Fuck. Kakashi tried to make himself look busy with his papers, one hand still on the back of your head encouraging your every move. Up and down the entire length of his cock, he had to fight the urge to look down to watch himself disappear into your mouth. Beneath his mask, his face was burning. He bit down on his bottom lip as soft, wet sounds came from under the desk. Should’ve played some music. Too late now. 

His eyes widened and his thighs tensed up as your cheeks hollowed and you started to suck him in more and more. It was too much, it was too good. Damn it! His hips pushed up, and he roughly pushed your head down. He was panting - no way to play it off if anyone walked in now - as he fucked your face. His inhibitions abandoned, all he could do now was try to stay fucking quiet. 

“Ngh–” Kakashi stifled a groan as best as he could, the vulgar sounds of you choking on his cock were like music to his ears. It paired so nicely with your warm, wet mouth that had him on cloud nine. Your nose bumped into him, your head bobbing so enthusiastically as he pushed his hips up over and over. He exhaled sharply as your fingers dug into his thighs, pressure building up in his core as you massaged his thighs. When you began to palm at his balls, Kakashi’s free hand grasped the edge of his desk to try and ground himself. 

His senses were honed in on you entirely, at this point Tsunade could barge in and start yelling at him and he wouldn’t notice anything but that pretty mouth wrapped around his cock. His eyes trained on you, “Look up at me.” He growled out, watching as you looked up at him through your lashes while he fucked your face. That hazy look in your eyes, the way you did your best to breathe through your nose, you looked so damn good… If he had any faith in your ability to keep your mouth shut, he’d bend you over his desk and fuck you senseless.

Later, he’d have time for that later. For now, he felt your tongue pushing up against the underside of his cock and his back arched as his hips pushed forward. Your warm hand massaged his tightening balls, and Kakashi swore he was seeing stars from the way your cheeks hollowed out as you tried to suck his soul out through his dick. 

“Shit… Just like that.” His voice was low, vaguely aware of the busy hallway on the other side of his office door. His mouth fell open, Kakashi’s breath being taken away. He reached up, pulling down his mask desperate for some clean air with how hot his mask was getting. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted. You were relentless, and he loved the way your eyes narrowed slightly in delight at the effect you had on him. 

His toes curled as his cock and balls pulsed with imminent ecstasy, his hands flying to the arms of his chair. Kakashi squeezed, the wood groaning from his grip. His back arched and his hips lifted him up off the chair as he mindlessly thrust into your mouth while you had no choice but to hang on to his thighs to stabilize yourself. Kakashi’s eyes squeezed shut as the tension in his body snapped, his cock throbbing as he exploded in orgasm. Ragged breaths and low grunts spilled from his lips, low enough not to draw attention. 

While he came, you didn’t relent. Swallowing down every last drop, your tongue massaged the underside of his length and your head bobbed back and forth even as Kakashi’s thrusts faltered. As you drew out his pleasure, it took everything in him to keep from whimpering. As he squirmed, letting out a little shuddering breath, you finally lifted your head and freed him from your intense stimulation. 

You should not have that effect on him, Kakashi decided. He was the Hokage - the damn Copy Ninja. He was meant to be aloof, cool as a cucumber, not a complete puddle under your touch. Not making soft eyes at you and exposing his face to you as you delicately wiped the corners of your mouth with the back of your hand. Yet, here he was, knowing he’d do it all again. Already, he was plotting the way he’d get back at you for distracting him from his work - preferably in the privacy of your own home - where he could repay the favour tenfold. Yes, he’ll do it again. You had made good on your promise, his day had certainly been far more interesting than just doing paperwork - although not much work had been done. 

That seemed like a problem for tomorrow Kakashi. For now, he put himself back together. He wasn’t quite finished with you yet - not at all - and he loved the smile that spread on your lips when you realized precisely that. Paperwork and Hokage duties could wait, Kakashi’s needs couldn’t. It was going to be a long night.

[matchaxberries]

Day 3: Masked

Kakashi Hatake x F!Reader One-Shot

Warnings: Probably ooc Kakashi, oral-ish f!receiving, light biting, fingering, “doll” being used for reader once, (not proofread!!)

It was rare to find Kakashi with his mask off, only (y/n) really had the privilege of regularly seeing him with it off. Though she adored his face, and kissing his lips, and feeling him against her, she always wondered how the smooth cloth would feel on her lips. If it would be pleasing or get in the way, or even if he had his eye cover on, would it change anything in the bedroom? She wanted her questions to be put to rest, and soon. (Y/n) stretched her arms out with a yawn, patrolling the streets of the Leaf Village.

She looks around and spots her partner doing the same task, just walking the opposite direction. She hums a bit and skips over to him. “Kakashi!~ How is your patrol going?” She questions with a small head tilt. Kakashi brings his book down away from his face, tilting his head back. His one visible eye closes, as he smiles under his mask. “It’s going well. How about yours, (y/n)?” Kakashi usually stays a bit more professional when on the job, even though he walks around reading rather intriguing books. “Hmm… ‘Kashi, what are you reading?” (Y/n) questions, taking his book from his hands to see where he stopped at in his chapter.

Kakashi had no time to protest, as she scans the page a small heat creeps up to her cheeks. “You shouldn’t be reading this when patrolling you know…” she lets out a small sigh. He looks away, giving a small nod in return, (y/n)’s cheeks puff out, “you know you have the real thing, you don’t need those books.” She starts, waving the book around slightly in front of his face. “The real deal won’t let me bend her over anywhere, so I have to read the books instead while I’m on patrol. Unless you’re implying you’ll take me right here, (y/n).” He teases, taking the book from her fingers, giving another closed eye smile, even if you couldn’t see his mouth. (Y/n) opens her mouth to attempt a protest, and he turns on his heel to begin his patrolling again. “Wait- who said I wouldn’t?” She says quickly in his direction, trying not to let the heat settling in her core stop her from her bold advances. She’s had sex with Kakashi multiple times, but it doesn’t stop her from fantasizing of ways they haven’t done it before.

Kakashi lets out a hum, turning back to lightly grab her wrist with his gloved hand. He begins to drag her off, and makes his way behind a building, safely covered by trees and bushes as to not get caught. His book long forgotten, closed in his bag at his side, “you can’t be getting loud on me, (y/n).” He states to her, running his hands through her hair. He pushes her against the back of the building, humming all while he does so, he goes to pull his mask down from his face, and (y/n)’s hands reach up to stop him. “Uhm- can we try, with your mask on, ‘Kashi?” She adverts her gaze from his own, he gives a small nod, and attempts a kiss placing his clothed mouth over her own. She gives a small noise, feeling how the cloth keeps her from exactly what she’s craving, it’s soft against her lips.

Kakashi pulls away, and tilts her head to the side so he has access to her neck, he has a quick internal debate about how he’s going to do anything, though he decides on pressing his nose against her, and nipping at her through the cloth. The way his teeth feel dulled down against her causes her to squirm against the wall. It’s not enough at all, though at the same time it’s plenty to keep her going. He continues biting at her through the cloth, trailing his way down to her shoulders, the cold metal of his headband hits against her lightly on an occasion, not that she minds too much. He takes his mouth off of her, a bit displeased with how little marks his teeth left because of the cushioning of the mask. He goes to his knees rather quickly, pulling her pants away from her leaving her standing in underwear, his face right at her heat. “In my book, earlier, they were similar, you won’t mind if I get a taste tight?” He questions, (y/n) gives a small nod, letting him know he can continue on. He presses his clothed nose, right against her own clothed cunt, he breathes in. “Your smell is always lovely…” He comments mostly to himself, he begins to attempt to lick, his mask becoming wet as he does so, and finally the wetness hits her own fabric, wetting her clit as he pushes against it.

He runs his hands up her thighs, using his nose to stimulate her lightly. He uses a finger to pry her underwear to the side pressing a digit against her hole. (Y/n) lets out a small noise, placing her hands in his hair in the process. He dips a finger in, feeling her wet walls against such, (y/n) gives a small gasp, biting back to keep herself quiet. He moves to place his moth right over her entrance, prodding at it with his tongue, creating a soiled patch right on his mask. He inhales her scent as much as possible, almost thrusting at the air from that alone. He continues rubbing his nose against her clit, dipping his finger in deeper beginning to pump it in and out hastily. (Y/n) squeezes her eyes shut, reeling forward ever so slightly. He adds another finger to her entrance, (y/n) feels the way his mask is slowly dampening more while sitting face first at her heat, a feeling begins to creep into the pit of her stomach. She squeezes her legs together as much as possible, Kakashi’s other hand keeping her thighs apart just enough to continue. (Y/n) gives a quick ‘hggh!’ As she feels her insides clench around his slender digits, Kakashi slowly fingers her a few more times, letting her ride off her high. She begins to pant lightly, keeping quiet was more of a struggle than she originally thought.

“Good job (y/n)~” he comments, pulling his fingers out of her, and moving his face away from her cunt. He moves her underwear back to cover her up, standing up with a small stretch. “Awh, you ruined my mask huh?” He sniffs in again, he pulls his mask off of his face with his non-sticky hand, and he smiles to her once his mouth is visible. He puts the mask into his bag at his side, and pries (y/n)’s lips apart lightly with his soiled fingers, sticking them in. “Clean them up like a good girl.” He lightly demands, her tongue wraps around his digits as she tastes her own juice. Once deemed clean, he takes his fingers from her mouth, and places a kiss right to it, finally un-masked. They linger for a moment, continuing their kiss. Kakashi pulls away first, and (y/n) gives him a small pout, he pulls a new mask from his pocket, placing it back over his face. “We should get back to work mhm?” He rubs a thumb across her cheek, giving her a soft look, and helping her pull her pants back to herself, and helps straighten up her look.

(Y/n) smiles up at him, “I think after patrol you should fuck me with the mask on, you’d look good looming over me like that. And your breathing would get heavier.” She lightly pushes herself into his chest, hugging him, before stretching her arms in the air above herself. He hugs back, and watches her stretch, “yeah, okay. I’ll look forward to it doll.” He turns and makes his way out from behind the building and through the bushes, she watches him go with a small smile, and waits a moment before exiting from the opposite side, just in case of anyone being around.

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SOBER THOUGHTS

pairing: kakashi x fem!reader

summary: kakashi invited you out for drinks, and of course you accepted! drink after drink, words after words. quickly, both of you fall into a drunken state.

notes: drinking, masturbation (f), INSANE awkwardness. like. second hand embarrassment . 1644 words

"nice to see you come out of your house for once." kakashi eyed you, looking you up and down as you entered the bar. you two haven't seen each other in quite awhile, it was the typical workflow of a jonin at cause.

"isn't that right? i try my hardest not to." you groaned, pulling a chair out and sitting next to him, laughing softly.

"just keep getting pulled into things." you continued, ordering a shot for both you and kakashi. the male at the bar quickly nodded, pouring your drinks and sliding them over.

"heard you were dealing with a team, never took you for the type." kakashi murmured, circling the rim of his shot glass while looking at you closely.

"that cuck of a hokage, i swear." you grimaced before rubbing your temples.

"you'd be right. i originally wasn't supposed to, but after being begged for days on end, anyone would give up." you frowned, remembering that kakashi took on a team as well.

"you have a team too, don't you? it's been awhile." you said, grabbing your shot glass alongside kakashi, hastily downing it together.

"ah, yes. you'd be right. a team of trouble makers is what they are." he chuckled to himself, rolling his eyes. for as long as you knew kakashi, he was one to typically stay to himself if he could. him picking up a new team was incredibly surprising which lead you to think maybe the hokage begged him too.

"i see, that sounds like fun." you mocked him, eyeing the empty glass, signaling for another round.

"whatever, let's stop talking about work, i'm getting a headache." you whined, the same man coming back with another round of shots.

you both turned to each other, grabbing the shot glass and holding it up.

"cheers!"

"ou—h, holy fuck." you whimpered, rubbing your head as kakashi leaned back in his chair.

"you really know how to handle your liquor, don't you?" you bit your lip, trying to balance your mind.

"no." was the only thing he said before he hunched over the bar table, groaning. it was no surprise that you two drank way too much. you moved your hand over to his back, rubbing circles into it.

"we—really need to get home." you looked at the timed before looking at kakashi's drunken state. you didn't really expect him to let loose like this.

"kakashi, get up. we need to leave, we've been here for quite a bit." you laughed to yourself, waiting for kakashi's response.

"kakashi?" you pushed him slightly, trying to get a reaction before he shifted, lifting his head up.

"yeah, yeah. let's—go." he said, standing up and paying for the tab, repositioning his feet to gain balance. he was wobbling slightly, but rather than that, he seemed fine.

"i'll walk you home." he mumbled, smiling through his mask. both of you guys made your way to the exit as he opened the door for you.

"so, tell me about the kids." kakashi spoke first, trying to make conversation.

"they're not too bad. i just.. never saw myself as a teacher." you sighed, the alcohol getting to your feels.

"i just—could never be the perfect teacher, you know? there's so much i have to do, and fuck—if any of them got hurt i'd be livid." you looked down at the ground. it's only been a few weeks, but the kids you're training already mean so much to you as you do them.

"..i get it." kakashi listened as you guys walked, a comfortable silence adorning the journey. his words took you by surprise, but you made no comment of it.

"this was fun. i wish we could hang out more." you stuttered out, fumbling with your hands at the embarrassing declaration. you saw kakashi's eye widen, then narrow into a smile.

"why didn't you say that to begin with? i don't mind it at all, i enjoy it too." he said, moving his hands to his pockets.

"that's good to know then. we need to catch up more." you quickly peered into the sky, trying to avoid his looks but also in attempt to admire the stars.

"we do." he hummed, the alcohol buzzing in his system. he had so many questions he wanted to ask, and luckily, the alcohol gave him the strength to do so.

"do you.. have a boyfriend?" he asked, his eyes locked onto you and your reaction at the question.

"oh—um. not really. i mean—no. no i don't." you mentally grimaced at your slip up, but you were also curious to see if he had a girlfriend or what not.

"do you have a girlfriend?"

"no."

the comfortable silence then turned into awkward silence as your hands then began to sweat.

"why not? i mean.. you have the looks." you laughed. honestly, great job. you're just digging your hole deeper and deeper.

you heard his breath hitched as he let out a hearty laugh. "i'm glad you think so. i think.. i'm just too busy in a way. who would want to be with a ninja? too many risks too." he shrugged before you interrupted him.

"i would. maybe only because i'm a ninja too. i just think it'd be easier to bond." kakashi didn't respond, his eyes just widening again. it didn't hit you what you just implied until a few minutes later, deciding to leave it there. you guys made it to your house, and it left you feeling empty. the hang out was just too short, and the walk to your house was even shorter.

"ah, hey. do you maybe want to stay for a bit? you know, we've both been drinking and stuff. and um—don't want you out wandering by yourself this late." you fumbled with your fingers again before kakashi quickly nodded entering with you in your house.

part of this felt domestic to him, leaving a faint blush on his face.

"i—appreciate the invite." he mumbled, taking his shoes off.

"um, i think i have spare clothes for you. soma—the kid in my team—comes over here pretty often." you smiled, walking to the next room over to search for clothes. he followed, admiring the house.

"this is a nice place." he looked at the bamboo flooring and the wooden walls. seemed pretty expensive and comfortable.

"thank you! here's a shirt and some shorts. i hope they fit you." you looked down as you handed the clothes over to him, quickly stepping out of the room so he could change.

time went by before he emerged out of the room in soma's clothes. it looked honestly great on him, but a little silly to see kakashi in a graphic tee.

"looks good! i have a guest room next to mine, i'll lay out a futon." you said, hastily moving around the house to situate the guest room. it was only a little messy because the boy who you thought of as a son just likes to show up randomly. kakashi only stood and watched you clean up the room, his wobbling only getting progressively worse.

"okay, here! i'm sorry for the wait." you smiled softly, groaning as the dizziness got worse.

"thank you." he hummed, holding his head in his hands, taking off his headband. when his hair is down he genuinely looks like a model. a faint blush adorned your face.

"no problem. if you need anything, i'll be in my room." he nodded as you left the room to leave him privacy.

3:56 AM

you couldn't sleep at all, the heat and alcohol were starting to catch up to you, leaving you restless. it wasn't only that, but it was the fact that the man that you loved since you were a child was in the room next to yours.

thinking back on how kakashi looked with his headband off, how he looked with a tight fitting tee only served to make it worse, feeling a pool of arousal building up. you bit your lip, berating yourself before you shuffled to remove your shorts.

"oh this is—horrible." you choked out, feeling your panties getting doused in your juices.

"so—sorry." you whined quietly, whispering apologies to kakashi before you pushed the lace to the side, immediately plunging two fingers inside of you. you shivered, twitching slightly before readjusting your position, hiking one knee out.

"ah, fuckkk." you hissed, pushing the fingers in and out in a repetitive motion, mumbling sweet nothings. you quickly pushed your fingers as far as they would go, curling them against your g spot before you let out a semi loud yelp. your eyes widened at the sudden noise before slapping your other hand on your mouth.

oh, you hoped to god kakashi wasn't awake.

at the same time, the thought of kakashi possibly getting off on your moans only excited you more, your fingers still pushing and curling against your g spot.

"o—h. perfect." your leg twitched before moving the hand on your mouth lower to your breasts, massaging the flesh as you soon climaxed.

an embarrassing new record.

8:35 AM

you woke up early, relaxing on the living room couch as you waited for kakashi to get up. you figured you'd try to make him breakfast instead, quietly moving pots and pans around so you could cook for him.

not even a few minutes passed before kakashi entered the room, yawning.

"mornin.'" another yawn escaped his mouth before looking over to see what you were doing.

"makin' breakfast?" he hummed, sitting down at a chair near the kitchen table.

you nodded, smiling. "yeah, i didn't mean to wake you, i didn't even thing i was that loud." you apologized, biting your lip.

"not your fault, walls are just thin." he shrugged.

"oh yeah, they are. guess i forgot." you thought about it before dismissing it.

wait, what?

[eiloveir]

→﹐naruto hc! <3

‹𝟹 :: ⭑⭒  🗨 !!   𓏲  what naruto men would be like as boyfriends!

✰ pairing: them x f!reader

✰ warnings: none, except maybe being a bit cringy? it’s rushed too, there might be errors since i didn’t proofread.

i was bored and had nothing to write, so i came up with this idea to occupy someone’s delusional thoughts — though the characters might seem out of their usual paced.

the sunshine boyfriend

uzumaki naruto, rock lee, inuzuka kiba, akimichi choji

a surge of energy that is consistently buoyant in your life. they make you laugh with their jokes and antics, and their contagious laughter and lively humor makes your day. they are the gregarious person that infuses the group with spontaneity and a sense of joy during social events. they may be that social, but beneath that there’s a side that comes out in the way they treat you. they always make sure you feel supported and loved—paying close attention to your happiness and well-being. they are there for you with effort and loyalty, whether it’s celebrating your victories or providing you with comfort during your most vulnerable times and they constantly bring warmth and positivity into your being—in your life, like a ray of sunshine.

the reserved and protective boyfriend

uchiha itachi, hyuga neji, gaara, aburame shino

prioritizes your happiness above all else, their actions speaking volumes about their commitment to your well-being. they don’t rely on words to show their affection; instead, they express their love through thoughtful gestures that make your heart flutter. their confidence in your bond is reassuring—as they know your heart belongs to them alone. they’re attuned to your every need and desire—noticing the smallest details that make you feel truly understood and loved. your relationship with them resembles as each other’s safety nets—like the archers, both are holding onto one another.

the ideal boyfriend

uchiha obito, hatake kakashi, nara shikamaru

they radiate a sophisticated poise and a playful charisma. they always know how to make you laugh and feel at ease while adeptly balancing a relaxed style with courteous care. their dependability make you feel consistently loved—their protectiveness guarantee that you feel safe and treasured. they are the kind that are good at flirting—the tease one and those who can be called a “playboy”—but they are extremely loyal. they are often perceived as having many women in their lives, but in reality, that is just their aura; they only have one person in mind, and that someone is you. they are the combination of carefree and playful, which makes them an ideal partner in every way.

the black cat boyfriend

uchiha sasuke

someone who, like a feline, keeps a cold exterior, appearing remote and aloof. despite his outward demeanor, his heart races in your presence, and he blushes when he sees you. he may reject inquiries about his thoughts with a flippant “it’s nothing,” but his actions scream louder than words, much like a black cat’s intriguing charm. although expressing feelings vocally is difficult for him, he expresses caring through actions and intimate moments shared only with you (just like with the second one)

[kryptznnn]

♛-Annoying

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➸ INTERESTS; - f!reader x unspecified m! lover

➸ BACKGROUND; - imagine w/ whomever (just a blurb/short write idea i’ve had on my mind for a long while now, just can’t pin it to one character)

➸ WARNINGS; - wc. roughly 400, sex mentions, teasing, kissing, moaning, fingering, orgasm mentions, unspecified character, etc.

➸a.i; - 🌸my main navigation

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Annoying is a word used often, especially a word he used often when it came to small simple things, or unnecessary conversation, even when it came to you.

Like right now, he was bothered to say the least but annoying fit his description better. There you were sprawled out onto the couch, nude from the waist down and yet your shirt was propped up and your breasts on display. He held both of your wrists over your head with one hand, while his over cupped underneath you, fingering you.

You watched as his brows furrow as his eyes gazed your face intensely. He hated what you were doing, attempting to silence yourself and make at least noise as possible, it’s exactly why he pinned your hands away from your face in the first place.

He loves hearing you moan and watching your face whenever the two of you are intimate. How you can’t look away from him and can’t stop peppering him with kisses, no matter how much he complains.

But here you were bitting your bottom lip in attempts to seal your sounds from him. It hadn’t worked, your breath was heavier than before and you could barely resist your movements. It wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle of course, he knew you were just attempting to get under his skin.

He leaned down just enough to feel your breath on his face, practically teasing you into a soft kiss before hovering above you again. He smirked sheepishly at you before sinking another finger into you, curling his fingers upwards as he watched your body spasm as you moaned loudly.

“I’ll just force it out of you baby.”

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[felixtrash469-blog]

Professor Hatake x reader

Parings: Hatake Kakashi x reader

Reader Gender: They/them pronouns - AFAB

Genre: Smut - Minors do not interact

Other: University AU (Separated into years), Alpha Kakashi, Omega reader. Professor Kakashi, Student reader, Slight breeding kink, Marking, F/N (First name) over Y/N (Your name) used

Kakashi organized his papers that were strewn across the desk. He sighed, lining them up and preparing for the staff meeting. He made his way down the hall to meet with the other professors. Wandering in, only slightly late, he watched all eyes flick to him. Iruka gave him a disappointing look as he took his seat beside him.

“Now that all professors are present, let’s discuss the students. Is there any trends, concerns or issues arising?” Konoha was a small university, consisting of only 50 students in each year. This cohort of professors taught the 3rd years in their respective subjects, Iruka focusing on history, Gai in Physical education, Orochimaru in chemistry, there were more teachers, but he didn’t interact much with them. Kakashi himself taught biology, with a focus on how each of the different special gendered possibilities interacted with each other. A special interest of his was guessing which category each person fit into, Alpha, Beta or an Omega. Kakashi himself, being an Alpha could normally sense when other alphas or omegas were on heat, but there were no other known signs on how to tell in current research. His eyes swept the table, Iruka was a beta without a doubt. He’d known the man long enough to know he’s never gone into heat; he had barely taken a sick day. Gai was also an alpha, taking off 2 weeks every six months. Tsunade was… looking at him angrily.

“If we may steal just a moment of your attention, it would be greatly appreciated Kakashi.”

“Of course, the question?”

“The student F/N L/N has been missing for a week and hasn’t informed anyone. Do you have any idea of their whereabouts?”

“I can’t say I do, sorry.”

F/N L/N was an average student in his class. Not the best but far from the worst. Mostly came in and did their work before leaving for the next class. It wasn’t unusual for a student to take a day off here and there and not inform anyone, but a week without telling any professor was cause for some alarm. The students were adults, in their 20’s; by this point, they could handle their work fine. The greatest concern was that the majority lived alone and if they got hurt, they had no one to help them.

“Who has the least amount of classes for the day?”

Every professor around the table mumbled out their remaining classes. Kakashi was the only one without classes. Tsunade didn’t hesitate.

“Kakashi, come to my office after this meeting. I will provide you with F/N’s address and you are to go check on them and ensure their safety. “

There goes his afternoon. The one day he has a free slot to mark papers, taken by Tsunade’s wishes.

The meeting continued without further discussion on Kakashi’s behalf. There were no trends or concerns in his class, he wasn’t even sure why he had to attend these meetings. A better use of his time was to work on the next topic for the class.

Once the meeting had concluded, he followed Tsunade to her office. She shuffled around through the student paper, attempting to locate F/N’s file. She finally placed a file on the desk, a small picture of F/N on the front. He had to admit, if they weren’t his student, he would have found them at the very least, slightly attractive. Tsunade copied down the address on a sticky note, handing it to Kakashi.

“Just go make sure they’re okay. You can have the rest of the day off. Consider it a thank you for checking on them. Pack up and head over now.”

“I’ll tell you how they are on Monday.”

“Sure, have a good weekend Kakashi.”

Kakashi reviewed the note on the way to his office, it wasn’t far, a 20-minute walk, if that. At least he got an early Friday out of it.

Kakashi packed up his things, looking over at his half-written work. The work for the next lesson sat, glaring at him. ‘The effects of marking on Omegas’. An important topic for anyone looking to go into the research of alphas and omegas. Kakashi would have to finish it Monday, possibly read up on sources over the weekend to reference.

It wasn’t as if he had marked anyone himself. Most of the sources he read explained it as euphoric, a once in a lifetime feeling that could never be replicated. It was apparently something that came on instinct to mark when either the omega or alpha was in heat. Kakashi had specifically avoided that. He would never sleep with someone when they were on heat, after all, it could bring on his own. On his own heat, he would lock himself away. Marking was a bonded for life sort of deal, not something he was interested in.

As Kakashi walked towards his student’s house, he reviewed the topics he had covered so far. Most were surrounding the mating ritual research or lack-there-of. It was still so under researched. Lost in his thoughts, he had finally reached his destination. Walking up to the door, he raised his hand to knock.

There was a sweet smell drifting in the air. The smell was hard to explain. When F/N opened the door, the smell hit him like a ton of bricks. The pheromones of an omega, something he had smelt before but never this close. Kakashi could feel his instincts igniting at the scent.

“Professor Hatake?”

You stood in front of him. Your face was flushed and your lips looked unbelievably glossy. You stood in front of him in a long t-shirt and what he would hope was panties underneath.

“H-hello F/N. I just came by to check on you and make sure you’re okay.”

Your eyes looked glazed, and you seemed completely out of touch with reality. There was no denying that you were in heat. Kakashi tried to advert his eyes.

“’s okay, professor, you smell really good.”

You were definitely out of it and too far gone to think straight. Kakashi could feel his pheromones start to build as he stood in your presence. He had to leave, his heat would come on quickly standing in your presence and he could already feel the rush of lust heading straight down.

“Yes, well, now that I can see you’re safe, I should take my leave.”

You stepped out a little from behind the door catching his wrist. The jolt of excitement it sent through Kakashi was dangerous.

“Professor, why don’t you stay a little while?”

Kakashi looked at you, your eyes were half lidded now, a desire filled gaze looked down at the connected hands. You tugged Kakashi back a little, the smell from your apartment hit him again. He was losing all sense and allowed himself to be tugged into the apartment. He knew he fucked up when the door clicked behind him, but he had lost all will to fight against it.

You sat Kakashi on the couch, sparing only a single moment before seating yourself on his lap. Kakashi couldn’t stop looking at your face, your perfect lips, just begging to be kissed. Your eyes and the way they trailed down his body, almost filled with excitement when you saw the tightness of his pants.

“Forgive me professor, but I can’t help myself.”

You reached down, pulling down his mask and connecting your lips. The session between you two became a heated mess of tongues as you eased themselves to sit on top of Kakashi’s dick. He could feel your wetness soak into his pants. Kakashi grinded up into them, making you moan into the kiss. Finally pulling away for air, a trail of saliva connected your lips. Kakashi went straight for the neck, kissing and sucking on your sweet spots. Hands started to wonder and Kakashi gripped your right breast, feeling the smooth skin under his hand. The nipple was unbelievably hard for him, he knew you were horny, but he didn’t realise you were this desperate.

Kakashi broke away from your neck, seeing the red and purple forming where he had been a tad rough. He flipped their positions so that you were laying on the couch. Kakashi removed both of their shirts, finally getting the perfect view of your breasts. Kakashi didn’t waste a second, dipping his head to suck on your nipple. He reached his hand up to play with the other while you mewled underneath him. He could feel his dick twitch in anticipation at what was to come. He could only imagine the pre-cum that was leaking out of his throbbing erection. Kakashi released the nipple from his hand, chuckling a little at the annoyed noise you made. His hand trailed slowly down, slipping past the elastic of your panties. He could feel how wet you were for him. His hands hadn't yet found their way inside of you and they were already slippery with your arousal.

When Kakashi finally slipped a finger in, he heard a groan of pleasure. He moved his mouth to the other nipple, leaving a trail of saliva before slipping another finger in. He pumped slowly in and out at first, his fingers curling while inside, trying to find the perfect spot. That didn’t last long as you started grinding on his fingers, trying to gain more friction, more movement, more of him.

“Patience baby, I promise to stuff you full of my cock soon.”

Truthfully, it was taking everything in Kakashi to not just do it now. His heat response had kicked in enough that he needed to fuck you into oblivion but not enough to forgo ensuring you were prepped enough to handle him.

Removing his fingers, he scissored them, watching as your arousal connected between the two digits. Kakashi brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean.

“You taste so good F/N. If you feel even half as good, I won’t be able to stop myself from fucking you all night.”

Kakashi reached down to remove your panties, sniffing the pheromones off them before flinging them away. He didn’t hesitate, moving to free his erection next. He watched a little as you sat up, eyeing his dick as it sprung free. Kakashi removed the rest of his clothing before spreading the pre-cum over his length. He knew he was decently sized, a bit on the girthy side and he could see in your eyes the excitement build.

Kakashi moved his length between your folds, gathering your arousal before lining himself up. When he finally thrusted in, he lost all control. He pounded his way in, all the way to the hilt. He could just hear you moan mix with his own. Kakashi wasn’t escaping this, he was going to keep fucking you until he knew you were pregnant with his child. Until you were so filled with his cum that you became swollen.

Kakashi started moving and he was sure he was seeing stars. The way your velvety walls suck him in and clenched around him, the sound of your arousal coating his dick, creating a squelch every time he moved back in. He was sure this was heaven. Kakashi reached down to your clit, thumb rubbing in circles as you squirmed underneath him. The pleasure was almost unbearable, the mix of all the sensations drove him wild. When you reached up and dragged your nails across his back, his body reacted pleasingly.

Kakashi couldn’t stop himself from thrusting, pulling out to the tip and going back into the hilt. The thrusts were hard and fast. He used his free hand to pin your hip to the bed to stop you from moving. Your walls were clenching more, and he could smell how close you were to climaxing. Kakashi moved his thumb faster on your clit and when he felt your walls fluttered and clamp on his dick, the urge to mark you came. Kakashi had never felt like this before, he wanted it forever. He was so close to cumming, you were under him, begging for more, a steady flow of ‘don’t stop’ and ‘fuck me harder professor’ spilling from your lips.

“’m going to cum. I’m going to fill you up with my seed. You’re going to get pregnant for me. Is that what you want baby? You want to carry around your professor’s baby?”

Kakashi heard you choke out a ‘please Kakashi, fill me up’ between sobs of pleasure. At the sound of his name, he was cumming. He pushed himself in as far as he could go, making sure that his cum reached your womb. Kakashi slowed down slightly to milk himself inside you. In a moment of weakness, he reached up to your shoulder, biting hard and pushing out pheromones. He was still riding his high, too engrossed to care that he marked you.

Even after cumming, Kakashi still wasn’t satisfied. He was still rock hard. Seeing his mark on your shoulder only pushed to further his need to breed you like his perfect cum slut. You also continued to rock your hips against his, begging for a round two.

Kakashi happily obliged, fucking you again and again. Time wasn’t a factor of consideration, the only need Kakashi had was to continue filling you to the brim with his seed.

When Kakashi finally gained some control back over his body, it was morning. His mind was foggy and his mouth was dry. The nausea raised in his throat not long after, he struggled to get out of bed and make it to the attached ensuite. His legs felt like jelly, the only way he could hold himself up was by leaning on the sink. Kakashi dry heaved but nothing came up. Looking in the mirror, he had purple blooming across his skin. He had fucked up. He had royally fucked up. You were his student. He fucked his student.

The dizziness set in and he made his way back to the bed he woke up in. No more then two minutes later, there was a small knock at the door before it opened. Your head popped through. When you saw him, you brought a tray of food and water into his view.

As much as Kakashi was thankful for the water and food, he could see the purple marks moving up your neck from under your clothes.

“Are you feeling better Professor?”

Kakashi nodded, unsure of his voice.

“Can I ask a couple of questions? Like when you got here? Or why you came?”

“I came Friday to check up on you as you hadn’t been attending classes. What day is it?”

“Sunday.”

Two days. Two fucking days. He had lost control of himself for the whole weekend. He knew that being in heat with an omega could be bad, but he didn’t expect this bad.

“Um, professor? I have one more question.”

Kakashi raised his eyes to you, prompting you to speak. He watched as you rolled down the neck of your shirt to expose your shoulder.

“Is this a- um- a mark?”

Kakashi had severely fucked up this time. There was no going back. A mark. For life. The pheromones in that would make them bonded for life. All the research papers told him he would never be able to fall out of love with them once the mark was placed and the feelings grew. He’s fucked. He fucking came in them. How would he explain this to the school? How would he explain it to their parents.

“Professor, your breathing has gotten pretty bad. Did you need some water? What’s wrong? Is it a mark?”

Kakashi nodded. He watched as their face faltered before dropping. He watched as they went through the motions of acknowledgement, feeling everything in a mere 30 seconds.

“Well, I suppose there’s worse people to be bonded to, right Professor?”

At least he knew they could see the bright side.

“I hope you keep that same positivity for when the baby comes F/N.”

“The w-what?”

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AN: I was bored and decided to write this, I am getting back into writing after a 5 year break, so I apologise if it isn't the best. I appreciate all support. Requests are open if you did want to request something.

[detectivestucks]

Kakashi as your Divorce Lawyer

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Modern AU Kakashi x F!Reader

Summery: Divorce lawyer Kakashi is astonished by the gorgeous driven woman who enters his office one day and slowly spirals till she's divorced and he can finally take his turn in claiming her

Warnings: NSFW but pretty tame for my page

Word Count. 3.6k

Author's Note: This is an old request from @decayedbong. Some parts of this are loosely based on my actual divorce. I'll let you guess which ones.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who was in his office one day when he heard a faint knock and a little “hmm hmm.” Ignoring you, he looks to the window of his office to see if his assistant is at her desk. With dejection at her absence, he shifts his gaze to you only to find his pupils dilating with hunger. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, whose gaze rakes over your figure standing tall in sleek business attire. Your shirt, a royal blue satin tee with sleeves just above the elbow and a cowl neckline. Your bottoms, a pair of black leather dress slacks, high-waisted with the shirt tucked in, fitted around your plump backside and tapered out from your thighs to your ankles. To complete the alluring look, your hair is gathered in a loose bun high on your head, and pointed black leather kitten heels adorn your feet, keeping you petite but elegant all the same.  

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who, after a moment of staring, realizes you’re blushing and looking off to the side, unaccustomed to the attention of a man as high status as himself. Quickly, he closes his mouth, which fell agape, and clears his throat, bringing your eyes back to him. After motioning for you to sit down in front of him, you gladly sit in the cushioned chair, nervous in spite of your powerhouse clothes.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who wonders how big of an idiot your husband must be to screw up a relationship with someone like you. Once you begin to explain your situation, his mind goes from wonder to anger. The idiot in question is an unemployed man-child who treats you with disrespect and makes you pay all the bills on top of all the household responsibilities. When you begin to cry, realizing how far gone the relationship’s gotten, you feel ashamed that you put yourself in your current situation. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who reaches across the desk and takes your hand. “Hey, don’t beat yourself up. I see this every day; you just bet on the wrong horse is all.” Gulping back your tears, you nod your head. The remaining droplets that line your lower lash accentuate the depth of your eyes. Kakashi finds himself getting lost in them before he blinks back to reality and proclaims. “I’ll take the case.”

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, spends the rest of the day thinking about you. You’re sweet and small, but something about you seems big. Kakashi gets the sense that you are actually some corporate hotshot who has climbed the ladder and is only a few promotions away from her goals. He fantasizes about breaking you in, but deep down, he’s certain at home you trade your blazer for an apron and he wants that more than anything. His logic knows that behind closed doors you become the perfect meek little housewife of a man’s dreams, and though he wants it, after hearing your story today, he wants to show you what it’s like to be taken care of for a change.  

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who follows up with you a few days later, asking for an evaluation of your assets and ready to draft an initial copy of your divorce agreement. You hesitate to answer, embarrassed that you don’t have time for an office visit. Eventually, you gather the courage to tell him you won’t be able to because of work, but instead, he offers to meet you wherever you are.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who, upon his arrival in your office, seems to cause quite a stir. Many women gawk at him as he trails through the building, winding around till he finds your cubicle. You stand to greet him, shaking his hand and pulling out the spare chair in your surprisingly spacious section of the bull pen. Today, you’re wearing a low-cut wrap dress with stilettos and a blazer. You sport the same loose bun at the crown of your head, and your diamond earrings lay hidden amongst the face-framing strands of hair. 

After properly assessing you, Kakashi’s eyes glance around the cubicle, noting your Bachelor's degree and two empty frames next to it. “What are those for?” He asks.

“Oh, it’s a bit silly but those are for the degrees I’m working on now. I have the empty frames as motivation.” 

Kakashi lifts his brow. “Degrees? As in plural?”

“Yes, I’m double majoring right now. I want to move up, so I’m going to school while I work.”

“You mean on top of everything you told me the other day, you’re also going to school to complete two master’s degrees.”

Your polite nod wins over Kakashi’s heart. The humility in your admission, coupled with how normal you make it seem, are precious to him. He wants to defend you now more than before. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who shows you how to evaluate your assets and walks you through the alimony process. Though you have been supporting your spouse for five years, since being unemployed was his choice and not something your marriage necessitated, he did not have grounds to claim any continuing financial support. This is further solidified by the fact that the reason you lived in your current city was to move for a career opportunity for him, which he then quit after two days. A fact that dropped Kakashi's jaw.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who showed you how unwise your husbands attempts at your finances are and promises the defense will be easy.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who is interrupted every few minutes by staff members looking for your help. He’s quick to realize you’ve turned yourself into a valuable asset for your company, watching in awe as you show your peers and even upper-level managers how to find loopholes that aid customers and advocate for the firm’s clientele. From what he can see, you’re not just good at what you do, you’re great. Astonishing and beautiful, you’re husband truly has no clue what he messed up. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who has a hard time thinking about anything other than you. Determined to see you more, he makes up lame excuses to further consult with you in person, claiming he needs to see the house to get it valuated, asking to meet for coffee so you can sign various addendums that don’t even apply to your case, and doing ‘wellness checks’ to document emotional distress caused by the negligent behavior of your soon-to-be ex. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who is so sweet to you. He texts you each night to make sure you’re okay now that your ex has finally moved out. He makes himself busy, installing security cameras at your doors, dropping off take-out when he knows you have school projects, and over all being there for you. You tell him you don’t know how you’ll pay him back for all these billable hours, but he assures you not to worry about it. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who grows protective of you leading up to the day of your court hearing. He comes to the courthouse with a coffee and a smile, reassuring you that today will go smoothly. You welcome both, feeling nervous. “Why did you dress down?” He inquires, noticing your simple khaki slacks with pointed flats and a cream body suit to match.

“I didn’t want him to think I dressed to impress him. I’m just here to get this over with. That’s all.”

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, looks at you with adoration. You are too precious to let down. He swears he’s going to give you what you deserve, in the courtroom and in the bedroom. You just don’t know it yet.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi,  who catches your worried face. As you enter the courtroom, you notice your husband hasn’t arrived yet. Your pupils dilate, wondering if he is going to show, and if not, does this mean he’s going to drag out the divorce process? Your mind reels but he’s probably just running late like he always is. 

Then, from the hall of the usually silent building, you hear loud yelling and recognize the shouts of your mother-in-law. You wince in embarrassment, knowing this isn’t the time and place for their constant crescendo. Based on the faces of the officers of the court, they find the acoustic entry to be distasteful, too. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who chuckles and leans in to whisper, “Did he really bring his mommy?” into your ear, forcing you to hide a giggle. As Kakashi straightens up, his mismatched eyes catch those of your husband’s. He assesses the man, searching for any redeeming quality that would justify your marriage to him. Scrutinizing over every detail, he gloats. He’s going to enjoy dismantling your ex’s arguments and afterwards, he’s going to enjoy claiming you as his own.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who argues on your behalf and wipes the floor with your now ex-husband. Everything that you earned stays with you and not a penny will fall into your ex’s hands. When the final agreement is signed, you hug your silver-haired superhero while he smirks in your ex’s direction. Your now ex-mother-in-law glares at the pair of you while you leave the room with Kakashi’s hand casually on your hip, protecting you from the dangerous look in her eyes. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who calls your name, giving you pause as you turn your head to gaze up at him, “Yes?”

“I’d like to take you out for dinner this evening.”

“Oh I can’t accept that, you’ve done so much for me already.”

“I insist.”

Realization strikes you, your lips parting as you ask the question, “Kakashi, are you asking me on a date?”

“Yes.”

You stammer, amazed that someone like him would be interested in someone like you. “Are you sure you’re asking the right girl?”

Kakashi laughs and pulls you close, one arm encircling your waist, right outside the courtroom and in front of your now ex husband who’s watching the pair of you in horror. 

“Maybe you’re not as smart as I thought.” he jests, bringing his face dangerously close to yours. 

“I most definitely am not.” you quip back.

“Well I don’t care. You’re perfect and I want to wine and dine you till you’re mine.”

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, whose eyes you gaze up into with pupils blown wide. You can fully feel the heat of your ex’s stare as you gather your wits to agree to be courted like a proper lady by the most gorgeous and successful man you’ve ever met. The ‘yes’ barely makes it past your lips before he’s kissing you with every drop of passion he’s been holding at bay these past two months. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who you gently pull away from, not wanting to provoke a scene in public. “Please Kakashi, let’s save the celebration for later.”

“I knew she was a whore.” your former mother in law yells. You already know how she told your neighbors all sorts of insane things, making them uncomfortable and causing them to ‘warn you’ about her, but you never really cared what she thought. You always had a poor relationship with your ex’s family anyway. What’s one more word of hate?

But this…this thing with Kakashi feels different. It feels meaningful and real. You don’t know where it’s going but you want to find out. If that makes you a whore, so be it. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who whisks you away and walks you to your car, instructing you on the dress code of the restaurant for the evening. He loves seeing you all dolled up so he intentionally is taking you to a place designed for people in a whole other tax bracket. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who impresses you with your dining arrangements. He provides you with meaningful conversation, lets you choose your own meal, and is polite to the wait staff. He checks all the boxes and then checks some more when his goofy side begins to shine. Subtle jokes and sarcasm lay hidden as he speaks. He talks about the kids he helps at the Boys and Girls Club and you feel your heart is set ablaze. You want him. Not just for a night but for a future. You were robbed of a marriage, a family, and a future by your ex-husband's childish behavior, but with Kakashi, he’s a man. A man who can provide you with a real marriage, a family, and a future.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who watches you poke your food as your mind reels. He reaches out to cover your hand with his, stopping your thoughts and bringing your attention to his soft features. “What is it?”

“I-” you look down and swallow, “I just got out of a serious relationship. Before I enter another one, I need to know, are you looking for a future with me or is this just for fun?”

“Can it be both? I hear serious relationships are very boring. I’d rather enjoy being around my future wife.”

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who you look at with stunned eyes. “You really feel that way?”

“Since the day I met you. I can’t believe how hard your ex fumbled you. If you will be mine, I’ll treat you like gold the rest of our lives." he proclaims. "Every day I see men mess up relationships. I watch as their tired and broken wives explain their life stories to me. I know what women want is someone who cares about the chores, the children, the mental load, and treats them with general kindness. Those are the things I want to do for you.” 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, has you speechless. You stare at him, expression adorably blank and reminiscent of a deer caught in headlights.

“So will you let me try to be those things for you?”

Slowly, you nod, accepting his offer. “Yes, I’ll let you try.”

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who orders food for delivery and pays for the bill immediately. 

“What are you doing?”

“Not wasting a second. We can eat after.”

“After?! After what?”

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who drops $200 on the table, instructing the waiter to keep the change before he grabs you by the waist and escorts you out of the restaurant hurriedly. He guides you to a high-end car and moves to open the door but first pushes you up against it, kissing you like you are a popsicle that could melt away from him at any second. His teeth nip at your lips, biting them and pulling them, turning them red. Then he lunges back in, sweeping his tongue past your teeth and into your cavern, allowing it to dance with yours. 

His hands covetously grab each side of your face and pull you into him, pinning you in place between the car and his body. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who grinds into you in the parking lot of the most expensive restaurant in town. He’s barely able to contain himself, debating hiking up your skirt and claiming you right here in public or giving you the dignity of taking you home first. He decides on the gentlemanly thing even though the dog in him is screaming in protest.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who whispers between kisses, asking permission to take you back to his place. “Of course.” you breathe, wondering why the question needed to be asked but happy that he cared. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who grips your hand as he speeds home, occasionally guiding it over to his bulge, using your hand to palm himself. Your body tenses up every time you feel the hardness that lies beneath, still in awe that this is truly happening.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who pulls into his garage and jogs around to your side of the car, opening the door and pulling you up into his arms. He kisses you tenderly, meaning to guide you into his home, but your little moans drive him haywire with lust. “Can’t- control myself- around- you.” he grunts out between kisses while his hands wander around your silhouette. 

Your delicate voice rings out in agreement, letting your hands slip down to his pants to tug open the buttons. His hands slide to your behind, circling and massaging the tissue.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who goes feral at the sounds of your arousal. He bucks up into you as you tug down his slacks and let his hands glide to the bottom of your skirt, tugging up the hem to run his fingers along the seam of your drenched center.

“I knew you’d be wet f’me” his lust-drunk voice chimes, slipping your thong to the side and sinking a finger into your warmth. 

You immediately gasp, clenching around the singular digit while he works to wet your entire entrance, lubing you up for the aching appendage waiting to dive into your drooling hole. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, whose fingers jut in and out, making you squirm as your hand tugs along his length, anxious to have him the way he intends to have you. 

He kicks off his pants, leaving them behind when he grabs the backs of your thighs and wraps them around his waist, pinning his rod between your heat and his abdomen. Folds thirsting to have it penetrating rather than resting, you clench, pulsing against what you want most. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who groans into your mouth as he carries you inside the home, intending to take you upstairs, but the temptation is too strong, and instead, he lays you on the kitchen island. 

“Sorry baby, I can’t wait any longer.” He whispers into your hair before rubbing his shaft against your center and slipping in. 

You’re drenched, something you haven’t experienced in five years. But with Kakashi, he pulls out every drop of desire that’s been waiting to come alive since you made the decision to divorce.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who begins to thrust into you, shifting your body back and forth on the cool granite countertop. Every nerve ending is extra sensitive, fully aware of the pleasure rocking you both. Your breathing turns to pants quickly, your climax hitting you far too soon, but it’s been so long since you’ve done this, let alone enjoyed this, that the smallest amount of intimacy has you reeling.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who fucks you through your first of many orgasms that night, bending you in several new positions, and experimenting with you in the kitchen, on the couch, on the stairs and eventually in the bed. You find yourself a sweaty mess by the time he’s almost finished with you, but you keep going anyway, determined for this experience to never end.

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who sees your strength is waning, so he decides to play a little harder. He bends you back over onto your knees and aggressively pumps into you. Crying out in pleasure, he grabs your elbows, pulling back till your spine bows into a sinful arch, deepening his reach. You feel overwhelmed and exhausted, too tired to take any control. With another spasm around his solid member, he pushes your head down into the mattress and continues his bruising pace. Your insides twist in agonizing pleasure, and your hoarse voice husks out one last scream before his balls tighten with the front of his thighs clench. He flips you onto your back to empty his seed on your belly, grunting as he does. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who grabs a towel and wipes off your skin before heating up the shower so both of you can rinse off with masculine, sudsy body wash. He looks so brilliant with wet, rippling muscles, coated in bubbles. You fall into his chest, still trying to realize this is reality. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who quickly rinses off hearing a ring at the door and returns to the bathroom with a takeout bag filled with the food you should’ve eaten at the restaurant. You rinse yourself too and twist your hair into a clip, covering your body in one of his baggy shirts. Both of you pad to the kitchen, grabbing plates and forks to dine on some of the most delicious food you’ve ever tasted. 

Your divorce lawyer, Kakashi, who pledges to treat you this way every day as long as you’ll have him, waiting anxiously for you to finally grace him with his favorite three letter word…”yes”

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