#kiba fluff

[clementinesandwine]

Jealous Kiba

I have absolutely been slacking on writing any fics, and this isnt my normal content, but I have been thirsting for Kiba recently. So obviously, I have to write this 5.3K word filth :)

✧˖ ° includes~ seemingly modern au, established friendship, nsfw, jealous Kiba, praise kink, choking, dom!kiba, sub!reader, biting, scratching, hair pulling, honorifics, reader called good girl etc.

You all gathered at Sakura’s apartment for her small birthday celebration. She had finally turned 21, the house smelling of booze and excitement, Kiba noted. He was stone-cold sober, having driven himself here, and not as happy as everyone around.

Kiba watched stealthily from his spot on the couch as you stood next to the pony-tailed idiot. Now he had nothing against Shikamaru, it's just that he was standing too close for comfort and he missed when you would stand that close to him, even if you and him had only been friends. You guys used to hang out every day, but recently Kiba noticed you distancing yourself. Probably because you were buddy buddy with Shaikamaru. God, Kiba could practically smell the jealousy on himself. He had no right to really be mad, having never confessed his feelings to you, but still, had all your days together meant nothing? Now you’re outwardly flirting with one of his friends?

You threw your head back, laughing. Kiba noticed the way you placed your hand on Shikamaru’s shoulder, slightly pushing him away. He knew Shikamaru wasn’t that fucking funny, so why the hell were you laughing so hard? Kiba watches as you lean in and give Shikamaru a hug, figuring you were getting ready to leave. He couldn’t help but notice the way Shikamaru held you, one arm on your waist, the gentle rub of his hand on the back of your head as you pressed flush against his chest. Kiba could have torn him apart at that moment, but he calmed himself. He could never cause a scene like that, but if Kiba ever sensed discomfort from you, he would be by your side in an instant. No matter who the person was, if they made you uncomfortable, Kiba was there.

He got up, flattening out his army green hoodie, and walked over to you.

“Hey (Y/N), you heading home for the night?” He asks you.

You jump, a little startled and a little nervous. You had missed Kiba, but distancing yourself was the only way you thought you could get over this stupid crush. You and him had been friends for years, you couldn’t ruin it over some silly feelings. But fuck, did he look good in green, the long sleeves of his hoodie pushed up giving you full view of his muscular forearms.

“Oh, yeah, I’m ready to hit my bed. Just gotta say bye to Sakura and thank her for inviting me,” you respond, looking up into his eyes. He towered over you.

“Let me drive you home then, you’ve been drinking, no?”

“Only like, two. You know I don’t drink like that. I’m fine to walk home, Kib,” you say.

“Well, you know I could never let a pretty girl like you walk home alone at night,” he starts, mimicking you. “Plus, I miss your stupid face,” He says, one hand on the back of his neck.

“Wow,” you say jokingly. “I don’t know if I should be offended or flattered with that two in one combo.”

Your laugh calms his nerves. “Oh come on, I can’t just be giving out compliments, (Y/N). But, you can take it however you want,” he says, flashing his canines.

“I take it you won’t have no for an answer, so I’ll meet you at the front door, hm?” You question, looking at him with doe eyes.

He swears his knees almost buckle with you looking at him like that. Faking innocence. Kiba nods his head like an excited puppy and makes his way to the door.

When you’re done saying bye to everyone, you walk over to the front door. You spot Kiba standing there, rocking on his heels. His hands were stuck in his jean pockets, head down, his scruffy hair falling a bit into his face. He looked so good.

“I’m ready,” you say simply, trying to collect yourself.

He gives you a look up and down, brows furrowed. “Where’s your jacket?”

“Oh, I didn’t bring one,” you say with a smile.

“Tsk, tsk. (Y/N), you know what kind of man I am. Did you really think I was gonna let you walk outside in that little dress with no jacket?” He begins to pull off his hoodie. His black T-shirt underneath lifts along with it, giving you a full view of his toned abs. You can’t help but squeeze your legs together, knowing if you put that hoodie on, the smell of him so close would drive you nuts.

“Kiba I’ll be-” you start, but are cut off by him shoving the sweater into your chest.

“No buts. Put the sweater on please,” Kiba says. You do as you’re told, the sweater falling slightly below your bottom. Almost the length of the white dress you were wearing. “There,” he says. “Much better.”

While you walk to the car, Kiba keeps the doors locked. He knows you would try to open it yourself and he just could not have that. He was too much of a gentleman. When he gets to the passenger door, he holds the handle, unlocks the door, and pulls it open for you. You can feel your cheeks warm at his action. You have to stop thinking of your friend like this, he’s just being nice.

He waits until he sees you are all set in your seat, feet comfortably in the car, before he softly closes the door and makes his way to the driver's side. You look through the tinted windows, openly ogling at his biceps and chest that are oh so visible through his shirt. You realize you do not really want to go home. You want to spend some time with the boy you’ve been avoiding for a month now. As he connects his phone to the radio and picks a playlist, you call him.

“Kiba, do you actually mind if we drive around a bit or something? I don’t actually want to go home, I was just tired of being around so many people,” you say, which isn’t a total lie. You didn’t want to be around everyone. And his hoodie was just a convincing factor for you to stay out with him.

“Of course, you know I love my late nights,” he says, looking over at you. “Especially when I spend them with you.”

Kiba can’t stand himself. For one, he’s being too corny. Two? He is trying to flirt with his best friend. Maybe he’s just confident after seeing you with another man, but he doesn’t think he wants to hide his feelings anymore. “Why don’t we go to our little spot by the water? Listen to some music in private?” he asks.

All you can do is nod your head and watch as he puts the car in drive. You keep looking over to his hands on the wheel, his muscles flexing with each turn. You feel stupid getting turned on by something so small, but you can’t help it. The sound of the leather cracking when he grips the wheel, the veins on his hands. You clench your thighs together, that familiar feeling erupting in your lower stomach. Kiba pretends not to notice.

He pulls up close to the water and turns the headlights off. One of your guys favorite songs starts to play, you make out the lyrics even though the volume is low.

“Oh my god, remember when we used to sing this so loud and your mom would yell at us to shut up cause it would wind up the dogs too much?” You ask, giggling at the memory.

“How could I forget?” He responds. “We did that everyday for weeks. We were always together.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry. I’ve just been busy recently,” you lie.

“Busy with Shikamaru?” Kiba asks, letting jealousy get the best of him. How fucking stupid.

“Why,” you ask with a sly smile, still very nervous. “Are you jealous, Kiba?”

Kiba gives you a double take, blushing at what you just said, the color of his cheeks matching his markings. “No no not at all. I-i’m just saying you guys are hanging out a lot recently. Didn’t know if you guys had a thing or something. I mean, I didn’t peg him to be your type, honestly,” he says, fidgeting with his own fingers.

“What do you think my type is, exactly?” You ask, leaning a bit closer. You don’t know what it is or where your confidence is coming from, but you can’t help but tease the boy. He doesn’t take the bait, though, only shrugging his shoulders.

“Yeah well, you’re right. Definitely not my type at all. He’s too quiet and laid back. You know I’m pretty quiet too, I’d like someone a little more outgoing to push me out of my comfort zone. Someone really funny, too, you know? A gentleman. Plus, he’s got a really big thing for Temari. We’re only been hanging out recently because he wants me to be his wingman,” you say, leaning back into your seat. You cross your arms over your chest.

“Wingman?” Kiba asks, again with his cute, furrowed brows.

“Yeah, I’m the one that brought Temari to the party. I guess I’m more of a wingwoman,” you say with a giggle. You look over, trying to maintain eye contact, but he keeps looking away.

“Oh okay, so when are you gonna start hanging out with me again,” he asks, leaning back in his seat. A stupid smirk plastered on his face. “Or is there more to ditching me than you’re letting on?”

You push his shoulder, admiring the feel of his muscle under your hand, only for a second. “No there’s nothing, you idiot. I miss hanging out with you.”

“Yeah well I’ve been missing you. And don’t tell Akamaru I said this, but he misses you too,” Kiba laughs. “If I’m being honest, I might’ve been a little jealous of Shikamaru,” he confesses. He knows you won’t judge him for saying that.

“Why’s that?” you ask, innocently. Your heart starts beating faster at the thought that Kiba is jealous of someone else for stealing you away.

“You’re my girl,” he says, looking up through his lashes.

“Don’t say that, stupid. You’re being so mushy.”

“But it’s true, you are my girl,” Kiba says. He knows Shikamaru isn’t a problem anymore, but he can’t stand the idea of you being with any man. He needs to make a move, even if it ruins the friendship. At least then he would know he tried. He can see your blush spreading across your face. You are no longer teasing Kiba, he always comes back 10 times stronger, your lips held in a thin line. “You don’t want to be my girl?” He asks.

You squeeze your thighs at his words and look down, no idea how to respond. “I-,” you start, but it goes nowhere. Your stomach is spinning.

Kiba slowly places his hand under your chin and brings you to face him. “What is it, sweetheart?”

Honestly, it's easier for him to be this soft with you, having not seen you for weeks. It's like all this time being away has given him the courage to finally open up. You still can’t answer, but Kiba can smell you. Smell the slight arousal. Notice how you have your hands neatly folded in your lap, squeezing your plush thighs together. All he can think about is being suffocated by those thighs. Kiba can’t believe his own confidence, but he finds it harder to believe how easy it is to turn you on. And how cute you are.

He leans into your ear. “You know,” he whispers. “The only thing I can think about is kissing those pretty lips of yours.”

You feel your heart stop. “Do it, then,” you whisper back.

He’s on you in a second, lips molding together like art. His hand runs up the back of your head, pushing you closer into his mouth. You shiver at his touch. Kiba licks your lower lip, wanting allowance to fully explore your mouth. You part your lips slightly, letting him in. You can taste the mint on his tongue as your hand slides over to rest on his chest. Kiba’s breath hitches when he feels your delicate fingers slide up to his neck and back down to his chest. You pull away at the sound.

“I-I’m sorry,” you say quickly, bringing your hand up to wipe your mouth. He snatches your hand before it reaches your mouth.

“Why are you apologizing, cutie? You getting flustered?” He asks. Of course he’s gonna be cocky now, knowing you want him the way he wants you.

“I just… I don’t want this to ruin anything, I just…” you can't find the words.

“I want you, (Y/N). I can smell that you want me too. How long have you been hiding it?” Kiba asks. You remain silent. “Come here, baby, come sit in my lap,” he says, pulling your arm slightly. You follow his orders, always having been so obedient. It turns Kiba on to no end and he can feel himself straining in his pants. The thought of fucking you sensless in his car floods his mind.

“I’ve been lying to you for a long time, (Y/N). I don’t want to be your friend anymore,” he says, kissing the corner of your lip to your jawline and down your neck. “I want you to really be my girl.”

You whine at the feeling of his tongue on your neck. “Can I touch you here?” He asks, placing his hands on your hips lightly.

“Yes… please.”

His lips are back on yours, hands gripping your waist and sliding up slightly, smooth fingers gliding up your back. Your hands are running up over his biceps, on his chest, fingers curling into his hair. You can’t help yourself, having finally been given the chance to touch the boy of your dreams. You can’t help but moan when his teeth graze your ear.

“Shh, don’t do that. You can’t handle what comes next, yet,” Kiba says. He doesn't want to hurt you.

“I-I can,” You grind your hips down, causing him to groan in return. He tightens his hold on your hips. “Please Kiba, I want it, want you,” you beg. He’s silent and you become overly aware of the situation you’re in. Sitting in your best friend's lap, practically drooling at the thought of him touching you. You’re afraid you went too far.

He stares at you intently before grinding your hips against him again. “How am I supposed to say no when you ask all sweet like that, hm? Look so fucking cute in my sweater. Always act so innocent, but you want me to ruin you, huh?”

He’s rambling now, sliding your hips against his even harder. You go to kiss his neck, biting slightly, when he lets out a hiss. “You gonna let me touch you underneath this cute little dress? Gonna let me take it off?” he growls into your ear. You can feel yourself slick from just his words.

“Please, Kiba. Touch me, I want you to touch me,” you whine.

“Where, baby? You want me to touch you here?” he says, letting his thumb graze over the wet patch forming in your panties. You gasp at his touch, hips bucking into his hand. “So sensitive,” he whispers.

“Don’t tease me, Kiba.”

“I won’t if you keep saying my name like that,” he responds, canines flashing through his smirk.

Your lips crash into his again, his hands sliding up under your dress. He palms the plush of your thigh, squeezes your ass and drags you closer against him. You move your hips against him as he slides his hands up, slowly taking off the hoodie and dress in one go. You’re embarrassed to admit you weren’t wearing a bra, the cool air causing your nipples to harden immediately.

Kiba throws his head to the side, swearing under his breath. “No bra, baby?” He smirks, kissing your chest.

You shy away. “They- they’re uncomfortable… never wear ‘em,” you whisper.

His thumb swipes over your nipple and you arch into him. “They’re so perfect, you’re so fucking perfect.” He’s practically devouring you, leaving purple and pink bruises all over your chest, collar bones, wherever he can get his mouth. He needs to mark you, show the world you belong to him, claiming you.

“Kibaaa,” you whine.

“Whaaat?” he asks back, mimicking you. He smiles softly, bumping his nose to yours.

You become shy all over. “Can, uh, can we go in the back?” you ask. Your body is pressed to his chest, hiding yourself slightly.

“Fuck yes, we can go in the back. Go ahead baby,” he says. You climb back and cover yourself with the hoodie as he makes his way out of the car and walks to the back seat. Opening the door, he climbs in and notices the hoodie. “Take that off sweetheart, let me see my pretty girl.”

He's back on you in a second, kissing you roughly, pulling you against him while sliding his hands up your back. He gets you onto your back and rolls up the hoodie into a pillow. After placing it under your head, he places his left hand on your cheek, kissing you softer this time. More passionate. His right hand slides lower, cupping you gently and placing little pressure. You grind up into his hand and he can’t help but grind into the seat. Kiba is unbelievably hard, especially with seeing how needy you are for him. He kisses his way down till he makes it to your sweet cunt. It's a tight squeeze, but it's all worth it. He has been smelling your arousal for over an hour now, he needs to taste you on his tongue.

Kiba takes a look at your cute, lace panties, noting the wet spot that's formed in the center. “These are cute,” he says, toying with the fabric.

You’re looking down at him, trying to muster up the courage to say something. “Th-Thought you didn’t just give out compliments,” you say.

Kiba kisses your thigh dangerously close to your core and responds, “Baby, I would give you any and everything.”

His fingers loop under the waist of your panties as he looks up at you for permission. You nod your head slightly and he pulls them off in one swift motion, holding them to his nose and inhaling sharply. You clamp your thighs shut, shy from his action.

“You smell so fucking good. Open your legs, babygirl, let me taste you. Please?”

You do as you’re told and it makes his cock twitch, still caged in by his pants. The way you respond, giving him everything he asks for, drives him mad. He takes a second to admire you, your body, the slick gathered on that pretty pussy of yours. He slides one hand up your thigh, rubbing softly, while the other uses his middle and ring finger to swipe through your folds. Your hips thrust upwards as he pulls the fingers to his mouth, absolutely drunk off your arousal.

He groans at the taste, his breath fanning over your dripping core, causing you to clench. Kiba is already addicted to you, needing to feel you everywhere. He kisses your inner thigh, mere inches away from where you need him most. The feeling of his teeth sinking into the soft flesh sends a shiver up your spine and leaves your mouth hanging open.

Kiba softly kisses your clit before licking a stripe through your folds. He curses himself for not trying to get with you sooner, already addicted to your taste. His tongue teases your hole before swirling it around your clit. Kiba’s hand slides up your waist slowly as he works his tongue on your most sensitive part, your moans only spurring him on. His fingers slide over your nipple, pinching softly, and you arch into him, grinding into his mouth. He moans into you, the vibrations adding to your pleasure and you can’t help but squeeze your legs around him. He slides his other hand up to force your legs back open, while his other leaves your nipple to wrap around your throat. He squeezes softly.

You gasp and your hands fly down to his hair, wrapping your fingers around his brown locks and tugging. He growls into you, making you moan, “Kiba o.. oh fuck, please,” you beg, not sure what for. He hums back to you, the vibrations making you tremble again.

He pulls his face away, only darting his tongue out to play with your clit, while the hand holding your leg open reaches for your entrance. “So fucking good,” he mumbles against you. “Such a sweet, little pussy for me.”

Kiba enters you slowly with one finger and you pull his hair harder. He feels like he’s about to burst, but he knows he has to get you ready. Wants you to cum on his fingers first. You’re getting louder, moaning over the music, when he adds a second finger. Kiba curls his fingers upwards and finds your spot almost immediately, as if he already knew your body inside and out. With his fingers inside you, he pushes his face back into you, circling his lips around your clit and sucking softly. You wonder where he got such skills for a moment and it makes you jealous, which doesn’t last long, when you feel his hand slowly slide down from your neck to your waist.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck K-Kiba I’m cl-close,” you stutter out.

“I know baby, you’re clenching around my fingers. So tight,” he mumbles back. “Go ahead, cum for me. I need to taste you. That’s it, good girl.”

That's all you needed to send you over the edge. That neat, little coil wound up so perfectly had finally snapped. Your legs were trembling, back arched, and head thrown back. Kiba couldn’t help but admire your expression as you came all over his face and fingers. He slowed his movements and finally pulled his face away, sitting on his knees while still finger fucking you slowly.

You look up at him, his lips and chin soaked with your juices. You can’t help but look down at his hand inside you, watching the muscles in his arms flex as fucks you, before looking back up at his face. He leans over and kisses you softly.

“You see something you like, sweetheart? You’re clenching around me again,” he says with a satisfied grin.

“You just look so good with my cum dripping down your chin,” you say out of breath.

“Oh yeah? For a second there, I could have sworn you were looking at something else” Kiba mumbles, kissing your neck softly and curling his fingers again.

You moan at the feeling, “Please Kiba, I need you inside me.” You wrap your hand around his length and rub through his jeans.

“Fuck, baby, you gonna let me use this cute pussy of yours?” he asks. You nod eagerly, sitting up with him and pulling at his shirt.

“Take this off. I wanna feel your skin on mine,” you mumble quickly.

Kiba laughs back, “Yeah? Or do you wanna just see my muscles? You’ve been eyein’ them this whole time.”

“Maybe a little bit of both,” you smile and lean in, pecking his lips. He pulls his shirt over his head quickly and you run your hand down his chest, towards his length, admiring his toned torso and smooth skin. You unbuckle his belt to the best of your ability and he lifts his hips, allowing you to pull his length out. You’re speechless.

“I-I don’t know if it's gonna fit,” you say, without thinking.

He laughs, “Don’t worry baby, I’m gonna take care of you. And if it's too much,” he starts, grabbing your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, “you tell me right away, okay? I don’t care what the issue is, if it hurts, if you’re tired. There doesn’t even have to be a reason. You wanna stop? Just say the words, no questions asked, and I will take care of you.”

He slides his hand to your cheek, caressing it with his thumb. You nod your head, but he won’t take that for an answer this time. “I need your words, my love. Tell me you understand.”

“I promise to tell you if I need you to stop,” you say confidently.

“Good girl,” Kiba says. “Come sit on my lap, princess.”

You swing your leg over his, sitting directly over his tip. He slides his hands up your back, kissing your chest softly. Your hand reaches down and lines his length up with your entrance. You wrap your arms around Kiba’s neck and his hands settle at your waist. You begin to sink down on his length, the stretch painful, but good at the same time.

“That’s it, love. Slow, just like that. Doing so good for me, so tight,” he mumbles into your ear. Your head is down, struggling to maintain any bit of composure, and his grip tightens on your waist. Kiba hisses through his teeth when you fully sink down on him, your walls already fluttering around him. You swear you've never had anything this deep inside of you before.

“You okay, babygirl,” he asks, searching your eyes for any lies. You can see the love he holds for you.

“Y-yes… just so, s-so full,” you respond.

Kiba pulls you in for a kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth instantly. He pulls your hips back up before pushing you back down on his length, trying to find a steady pace. You melt under his touch and lean your head on his shoulder. Your moans sound directly in his ear and he can’t help but graze his teeth on your shoulder. When you whine, he sinks his teeth in softly. Not enough to pierce your skin, but enough to leave a mark. When he lifts your body again, he keeps it there.

“Come here, sweetheart,” he says, pulling you against his chest. Your arms fold in, hands left on his shoulders and your head remains next to his. Cheek against cheek. “I got you baby, so good,” he whispers, one arm around your waist, his hand squeezing your side. His other arm is pulled diagonally across your back, with his hand gripping your shoulder. He begins to thrust up into you, hugging you against his chest.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this. To have you falling apart like this because of me,” he starts. Kiba pushes his head down and starts kissing along your collarbone. “When I saw you and Shikamaru today, I got so jealous, the way you touched him, the way you let him touch you. God, I’m angry just thinking about him touching you. Anyone touching you. I can’t let anyone else touch you after that.”

He’s full on grunting now, slamming into you at an ungodly pace. Your legs are shaking and your moans are spilling out, unable to control them anymore. The hand he has on your shoulder runs up the back of your neck and grabs a fist full of hair, pulling your head back. He nibbles on your neck and you can feel him grinning against you.

“You are mine,” he growls out, accentuating each word with a particularly hard thrust. You clench around him. You can’t help but topple over the edge again, your juices dripping down your thighs as you moan out his name.

“Oh you like that? Being told who you belong to? Look at you, baby. Always acting so innocent in public, but here you are, cumming all over my cock in the backseat of my car. You sound so fucking pretty, baby, taking me so well,” He continues. “Go ahead, tell me who you belong to.”

Your head is dizzy, trying to grasp on to anything as he fucks you stupid. The words coming out of his mouth have you shocked. The humiliation and praise all at once has you sinking your nails into his shoulder. “Y-you,” you try to start but only end up stuttering. “I belong to you, Kiba,” you gasp out.

“Good girl,” he kisses your cheek. Kiba can feel himself getting lost in you, and tries to hold back the urge to finish already. He wants to finish with you.

“I’m close, love,” he whispers. “Think you can finish with me?”

“Yes! Yes I can, please, feels so good inside,” you babble out.

He pushes you back, your back hitting the back of the driver's seat, and you hold yourself up with your thighs. Kiba wraps his hand around your throat again, squeezing slightly. You reach a hand down to play with yourself, but Kiba grabs your hand and puts it on his chest. You whine in response, knowing you wouldn't be able to form a full sentence anyway.

“It's okay, sweetheart, let me do it for you. You know I take care of you, don’t you?” Kiba asks, though he doesn’t expect an answer. Not with how blissed out you look. He rubs steady circles on your clit, his abdomen burning from holding back. Your legs are shaking and he can’t help but smile at you, the only words leaving your mouth being “Oh fuck” and “please.”

“Awww, you cockdrunk that easy?” He grabs your jaw and forces you to look at him. “Your pussy feels so good clenching around me, like you were made for me. You were made for me, weren’t you, baby? Fuck,” Kiba says. He’s never talked so much during sex, but it's so easy with you. And you obviously love the sound of his voice, judging by the way you flutter around him every time he speaks.

You know you can’t last much longer, the overstimulation from your previous orgasms having an affect on you. Your thighs are burning from holding yourself up. “Ki-Kiba I-” you try to start.

“I know baby, me too. Look at me, I want you to look at me while you cum on my cock,” he says, turning your head to face him. “That’s it, so pretty, doing so good for me. Taking me so well.”

You begin to shake, looking Kiba in his dark eyes, as your orgasm washes over you. He’s falling over the edge almost instantly, your pussy milking him for all he has, filling you until the sticky, white substance begins to slip out.. He pulls you into his chest and you relax against him, steady your breathing as he rubs small circles on your back.

“Such a good girl,” he says, kissing your forehead. You look up at him, puckering your lips for another kiss. He laughs lightly, kissing your lips, and pushes your hair out of your face. His hairs are sticking to his forehead with sweat. You can feel the slick covering your bodies, but don’t want to move.

“You want to be my girl, now?” Kiba asks.

“You idiot, I’ve always wanted to be your girl. I’ve always wanted you to be my boy.”

Kiba leans over and grabs that same green sweater, pulling it over your head and guiding your arms through the sleeves.

“Why don’t we go back to my place? I’ll help you take a shower… maybe cuddle and spend the night?” Kiba asks, hopeful.

“Yes, I’d love to,” you giggle.

He helps you put your panties back on and gets himself dressed. Getting out of the car, he picks you up from the back seat and brings you back to the passenger side, buckling you in and kissing your forehead. When he gets back to the driver side, you cuddle up to his arm and stay there the whole ride home.

Pretty sure I fixed any typos, but apologies if there are any. Also apologies for slacking recently on writing, just a full time college student thats burnt out haha :). Of course, will be doing my best to get some stuff out.

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Dating Kiba Inuzuka (Kiba x Reader)

First Date

Your first date with Kiba was at the Konoha Zoo. You dragged him by the hand, excitedly taking him to the tiger exhibit. He wanted to see the wolves first, but he just couldn't resist your enthusiasm. He didn't want to admit it, but the big cats looked pretty fucking cool. He was also very impressed with your knowledge of zoology as you fervently prattled off the scientific names for every animal you visited that day.

A Lazy Saturday Afternoon

You and Kiba always argue about whether dogs or cats are better, but you find some middle ground by alternating between the dog and cat cafés you frequent. Sometimes you even see Kakashi visiting the Shiba Inu café, he does have a lot more free time since his retirement. You each have a fondness and appreciation for your partner's café of choice.

A Yearly Tradition

Once a year there's a Ninneko show that visits Konoha. You're always interested learning more about ninja cat breeding, so you make sure to clear your schedule weeks in advance. Kiba doesn't have much PTO, but he knows how important this show is to you, so he tells Kōtarō in no uncertain terms that he won't be responding to his pager that day, at all.

Guilty Pleasure Date Night

Although he'll never admit to it, Kiba likes it when you take silly selfies together while visiting your favourite maid café. You always pick the cat ears as your accessory, for both him and yourself. He begrudgingly makes a spectacle of putting them on, but it's impossible for him to say 'no' to you. Maybe it's just the atmosphere? He can't help but smile when he sees how happy you are shooting a "nya~" in his direction.

When you get back home you ask him for "Service with a smile, awoo?" and he eagerly obliges. He can't resist fulfilling all of his princess's desires. 💖

[tired-biscuit]

akamaru hating you in the beginning then slowly growing to be as obsessed with you like kiba is🥺

PLS I JUST KNOW THAT DAMN DOG IS SIDE-EYEING U WHEN U BECOME KIBA'S GF- like, you can't tell me he wouldn't try to squeeze right between you on the couch, or would try to steal all of your man's attention whenever you'd go on walks, would kinda whine and try to push you off the bed if you'd stay the night ndjdjsjdhahsg

and you understand the reason as to why, sort of. out of the blue, there's not just the two of them anymore, but there's also you. you, with your girly smell, and higher voice, and smaller body that can't run as fast as them; unable to keep up, and thus forcing kiba to slow down as well. turning him all mushy and soft, making him constantly zone out and think about things he's never particularly cared before.

like, why is he sniffing flowers and whistling as he cooks breakfast all of a sudden? did he ever turn this red in the face, this often? it surely isn't healthy.

it's no wonder akamaru can't get used to you when you're nothing like his best friend. especially because said best friend is now changing completely. he's spending way more time getting ready in the mornings, talks in his sleep, and sometimes even doesn't let him inside his room when you're in there as well; emerging out of there only a long while after, smelling weird and acting even weirder.

and as the months go by, it's like a warzone has taken place between you and the canine. you're both fighting for kiba's attention until you're left to your own devices one day because he's busy helping shino with something, and somehow - as you're both in the kitchen and you're sharing your dinner with him - you both realize that you can get along. that you can just share your favourite person, because there's plenty to share anyway. he loves you both equally and you don't want to ruin the experience for him, so you become buddies and form memories that are enjoyable for all three of you.

akamaru forgets all about kiba the moment you get pregnant anyway shsixjjsjshs TURNS INTO FULL GUARD DOG MODE, TOO!! walks with you at night if your man isn't able to make it and constantly sticks by your side, protecting you <3

[holy-megs]

Could you write a Kiba Inuzuka request of him (and Akamaru) being pouty when his mom/sister steal his girlfriend away when they're meant to be spending the day cuddling in his bed?

𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐭. 𝐊𝐢𝐛𝐚 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐚

📙༉‧₊˚ pairings: Kiba Inuzuka x fem!reader

📙༉‧₊˚ content + warnings: modern au, college au, fluff

📙༉‧₊˚ notes: I’m more than excited to write about Kiba😍! I really liked this request because this boy is underrated🥺. I also hope this meets your expectations <3

It was storming outside when you woke up this morning, but you don’t mind. You actually like rainy days, and you really enjoy the smell of rain and the vibes in general, but what makes rainy days better is your boyfriend’s clingy behavior.

You can also never forget his dog, Akamaru, who has adored you since the first time Kiba invited you to his apartment when the two of you started dating.

He sure talked a lot about him way before your relationship, and you really understood why when you met him. And even though you are a cat person, you consider Akamaru a special presence in your life, and you both have empathy for one another.

While finishing your morning routine, you read a text message from your boyfriend, Kiba. You expected it anyway, but not that early. Kiba is not really the early in the morning type of guy, despite being energetic and all when with you or with friends.

Kiba❤️: Babe let me pick you up after lessons ;)

You now really know what’s up and you can’t help but let that smile grow in your features. So, with excitement washing over you, you began to type a reply back to him.

-

Checking your phone one last time it said 2:30 PM. Kiba is obviously waiting for you at the parking lot, and you don’t wanna make him wait any longer because he obviously wants to cuddle already.

You can’t argue though, you also wanna have his cute face snuggling against you. But this sweet boy has been waiting for this moment since this morning and when you agreed to stay for the night, oh boy, he was more than eager to imagine how it’ll be to have you in his arms while you were going to sleep peacefully.

-

While Kiba takes his keys out and opens the door you would swear that you saw a giant white thing coming in your way with a fast pace. Realizing who it was you began to pet him until he melt. It seems that Akamaru is also impatient and excited for some cuddles.

-

You realise that the rain has stopped but that doesn’t stop you from snuggling into Kiba on his bed while he has his arms wrapped around you and is laying on his stomach with you on top of him, you wonder how you got so lucky as to feel his hot breath against your neck.

We can never forget about our cute boy, Akamaru, sleeping beside both of you.

“I want us to stay like this forever.” Kiba said with flushed cheeks as you laughed. A laugh that even you have never heard of before comes out of you.

“You know, I too want this forever.” Out of embarrassment, you hid your face in his neck, and Kiba’s eyes wound up.

You both never really shared your feelings with one another, especially Kiba. Those types of confessions aren’t really his thing, but he does it on occasions when you two cuddle like that.

Another thing for Kiba and you, of course, is that you both hate when others disturb you in your peace and relaxing time and—

“Oh Kiba hey.” Hana came out of nowhere with excitement. You really feel disappointed now, for real.

“Hana, how the hell did you even get in?”. You too are beginning to wonder. You recall Kiba having a spare key, but you don’t think he gave it to anyone. You even knew where he hid it.

“Mom gave me your spare key. We knew where you hid it all along anyway, so we stole it, and I don’t wanna waste any more time because she is waiting for me and (Y/N) to go shopping”.

Akamaru had been resting soundly until he heard that there was a possibility you would be leaving. He looked at Kiba, and Kiba looked back at him, both of their faces filled with despair.

“Shopping? But me and K-”

Hana was the one who cut you off. “You and Kiba can continue your business later, but we need your help with some lady matters right now.”

“Hana, me and (Y/N) are having a moment. Come by later, but for now we’re busy.” Kiba said with a harsh tone. Akamaru also barked, as a sign that he agreed with Kiba.

“Kiba, it seems that they need me, so I’ll go. Besides, I don’t want to make a bad impression on my future mother in law”. You smiled at him. A warm smile reassuring him and making him feel safe.

“You heard her, she is coming with us.” Hana exclaimed, as her face flushed with pride.

Kiba and Akamaru started pouting but you tried to console them in any way possible.

“Fine, go but I’ll wait here no matter the time.” Kiba said while holding your waist and kissing you.

Akamaru was also all over you and tried to gain your attention.

“I will come as fast as I can for both of you.” You said in between kisses.

© 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲-𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐬, 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.

[kakashissimp]

Kiba would absolutely be anxious about thunderstorms, and nobody can tell me otherwise

[delirious-donna]

Okay but like imagine himbo Kiba being all worried about his girlfriend when he can smell blood on her one day and the poor woman would have to explain to him that she did not in fact get injured on a mission and is just on her period.

This man would insist she’d go to see Tsunade or Sakura before the idea of menstruation would even come to his head and I’m here for it😭

Anon, this is so cute and sweet.

Kiba is just the right kind of himbo king to have this kind of reaction (╥﹏╥) he just loves you so much, but yeah, brain cells are not his specialty…

Kiba Fluff

It was late, the moon was your only source of light as you trudged towards your boyfriend’s apartment.

You had waved goodbye to your teammates and wished them goodnight, all whilst you had craved Kiba’s soft bed and warm embrace.

The key was nestled beneath the plant pot - the one currently devoid of life and only filled with dried earth.

Akamaru was the first to greet you - whining and licking at you as you wrestled him into the hallway.

“I missed you too buddy, but sssh - it’s late!”

You were bone tired and a little dirty but completely unharmed. You decided it was more important to sleep than shower.

Kiba groaned as you wriggled under his arm, fitting yourself against his broad chest and sighing contentedly. His musky, entirely masculine scent invaded your nose, body heat seeping into your torso in the best way possible and his lips pressed firmly against your cheek.

“Welcome home baby,” he mumbled sleepily. His arms coiled around your waist, eliminating any distance between your bodies, “you ‘kay?”

“I’m all fine now, the mission was a cakewalk. Now go back to sleep,” you whispered back.

The answering snores made you smile, he really was adorable, even if he did refuse to believe he snored.

You were exactly where you wanted to be, pulled under the surface into a blanket of warmth and love. It only took seconds for your eyes to become so heavy that it was impossible not to succumb to slumber.

You were rudely awakened to two strong hands shaking your shoulders, rolled to flat on your back as Kiba’s amber eyes loomed large. He appeared panicked as you tried to break his hold, whining and struggling to return to the warmth of the blankets he had unceremoniously ripped for you.

“What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?”

He was pulling at the t-shirt you had borrowed from his drawer, a hand smoothing over your stomach and sides. Trying to turn you to examine your back, shifting to run his gaze along your bare legs.

“Kiba!”

You were starting to get mad, what the heck was he doing? Akamaru ran in circles beside the bed as you struggled to sit up. You slapped at his hands, fighting against the way he was manhandling you and ripping you away from precious sleep.

“What the actual fuck you maniac?” you yelled, scowling at the hurt expression etched on his tanned face.

His eyebrows scrunched together, the fiery flecks of gold in his eyes sparkled in the low morning light and the tips of his fangs sunk into his lower lip. The curve of his smile was missing as he gripped your jaw in a strong palm.

“Where is your injury y/n, I need to know so I can help.”

You had no idea what he was talking about, your mission had been an escort job with absolutely no drama. The most you had succumbed to was tripping over a loose pebble and nearly faceplanting into the dirt.

“Kiba,” you tried to reason with him, “I’m not injured, I swear it to you!”

“Don’t lie, I can smell your blood. It’s so potent like it’s sitting on my tongue,” he downright bellowed.

A shiver ran up your spine, he could smell your blood?

Realisation hit you smack between the eyes, mortified beyond belief at the truth of what he sensed.

Your cheeks burned a brilliant crimson, hands lifting to hide your face as Kiba huffed through his nose. He pulled you into his lap and you tried desperately to wriggle away, scared of leaving marks on his pyjama pants.

“Stay still and explain,” he scolded.

This close up you were reminded of the cute smattering of freckles that bridged his nose, the clan markings prominent on his cheeks and the sharp angles of his jaw.

“I’m - I’m not hurt. My period has arrived, that’s all.”

His eyes widened for a second before he frowned once more. You could practically see the cogs turning in his brain, your beloved might be the sweetest, most caring guy in the world but he was not blessed with smarts.

He deposited you into the bed and covered you over with the discarded blankets before standing to his towering height.

“Akamaru, make sure y/n doesn’t leave this room. I’m going to get Sakura right now. You need treatment.”

You gaped like a fish out of water, you were being held hostage by your boyfriend and his mammoth hound because he didn’t believe your period had arrived?

He had flown from the room before you could yell and beat your fists against his chest. Kiba was a damn idiot and you expected that Sakura would beat the shit out of him for this… but what could you do?

Kiba, your adorably idiotic boyfriend.

[azurelyy]

🧸 kiba (i knowwww, him againnnn but i just can't help it)

I will never get tired of your love for this man; I find it adorable <3.

Honestly, this came to me right away and I think his comfort object would be Akamaru's first collar! He doesn't keep it with him all the time, but it's definitely just on the dresser in his room and he doesn't ever bother putting it away.

The first time you came over, you went straight to it, and Kiba didn't even bat an eye as you dangled it around your index finger and said, "Why's this here?"

"It's Akamaru's very first collar!" Kiba exclaimed with a laugh, sitting on the bed and spreading his legs out. "He outgrew it, but I couldn't just throw it out or somethin', so I kept it."

"Hmm..." you mused, examining the collar with amusement. "Do you think it'd fit me?"

Kiba's sharp eyes widened as he sputtered an intelligible string of constantans together.

"Wh-What did you just say?" He coughed, the blush on his face spreading down to his neck as he gripped his comforter with white knuckles. You had never seen him so frazzled before.

You laughed and sat next to him, shoving the collar in his hand while lifting your hair up and away from your neck.

"Come on, see if you can put it on me."

"A-Alright, if you say so..."

He wrapped the collar around your neck gently, fixing the hook at the back of your neck before securing it with a kiss to your shoulder.

"I think it fits." His voice was shaky, almost sinfully seductive.

You jumped up and ran to the mirror, examining the way the deep navy color suited your skin. It looked like a choker, and the thought of wearing something so close to Kiba's heart while also looking really hot made your cheeks burn up. You did a small twirl for him, smiling when you saw the glimmer of approval in Kiba's rich eyes.

"It looks really good on you," he stated confidently, reaching for your hands. "I think you should leave it on."

His hands tangled into your hair as he pulled you down for a sloppy kiss, his tongue wrapping around yours as his strong hands started pulling at your shirt.

"And I want you to have only it on."

Want a character's comfort object?

[kayentokk]

“You came?”

“You called.”

The dialing tone is almost mocking you as it rings. You’re a brave woman, and by no means do you let anyone walk over you, so why do you get the constant urge to tell him whenever you feel less?

Is it because you know he’ll reassure you? Help you get back up with the simplest, “it’ll be okay.” is that why? To be honest, you don’t know the true answer. You know that what other people say doesn’t define you, and you could care less. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt though, and sometimes you just need someone. 

It doesn’t ring for long, maybe three times or five maximum, because he picks up. He always answers your calls and texts, it might take him a minute if he’s a work but he prioritizes you. That feels nice.Maybe that’s another reason why you call, because that’s the only constant thing left in your life at this point, him caring. Well, what you would define as caring anyway. 

He always waits for you to speak first if you call him, no matter how long it takes for you to get your thoughts together into a coherent sentence. He’ll wait. 

There’s silence for about a minute before you speak up.

“…sorry, I-I don’t really know-“ you pause and exhale mentally telling yourself to get your shit together. He senses your frustration through the phone. 

“Take your time,” he says lowly.

With one more breath you begin again tears filling your lash line, “I um..” your voice cracks and his heart is literally ripped from his chest. So you just say it all while trying to keep from absolutely sobbing over the phone. You tell him about how the gas station didn’t have your favorite drink, how your coworkers were complete assholes, the higher-ups who never deny the accusations, and he listens. Truly listens. It feels nice. 

In the middle of you going on another rant your doorbell rings. “Sorry, hold on one second,” you say into your phone.

You weren’t expecting a visitor, and you definitely didn’t feel like keeping company right now. It also didn’t help that your eyes were probably puffy along with your tear stained cheeks.

When you open the door though, all those thoughts go away. 

He’s here. 

Before you can even close the door and hang up the phone, you’re engulfed in a warm, tight embrace. You breathe in his scent that floods through you and puts you at ease as his stolid abdomen presses into your face. 

“You came,” you stated not even sure if he could understand you through the fabric of his sweater and your quiet voice.

He didn’t even get to respond before you let it all go. You wail, and sob, and cry your eyes out. All the while his hold on you never falters. Even though your tears and snot have soaked through to his stomach and he can feel it, even though he’s kind of hunched over in order to keep his arms around you due the the height difference, and even though he’s tired and has probably had a rough day too, none of that matters. 

Eventually your cries slow into soft sniffles and hiccups. He pulls you out of his chest, earning a groan from you, to tilt your face upwards where he can see. Your cheeks are all squished up covering some of your vision, and he delicately places a kiss on your forehead. 

“You called.”

[Nanami, Hinata, Bakugo, Rengoku, Kiba, Geto, Ushijima, Shinso, Tanjiro, Shikamaru, your fave]

@/fireflygraphics for the divider

[mishellii]

♢Menstruation Things♢

kiba, shikamaru, neji, naruto & sasuke

tw: slight suggestivenesses / condoms mention (neji), gn!reader, shikamaru calls reader "missy" once tho,,,

a/n: self indulgent once again, cuz i'm on my period and i miss my naruto boys <3 hope i didn't mess up the characterisation too bad aaand hope u enjoy! xx

masterlist

☽ KIBA INUZUKA ☾

☽ SHIKAMARU NARA ☾

☽ NEJI HYUGA ☾

☽ NARUTO UZUMAKI ☾

☽ SASUKE UCHIHA ☾

a/n: tysm for reading, let me know if u enjoyed it xx

ps: if u want, come talk to me about naruto pretty please (especially kiba & sasuke)

devider by @enchanthings

[teanstitches]

This is from a scene that had me laughing until I cried from “Cake” by Citronelle on AO3. I wanted it to be a softer look so I thought I’d have a go at colored pencils. Yeah, not my strong suit. 😂 I think I’ll redo it on my marker pad with my ohuhu markers; I want to improve my marker skills. Eventually I'd like to be better with colored pencils as well.

I used Crayola colored pencils on cotton paper

this is the fic the scene is from: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25483039?view_adult=true

Here’s a screenshot of the specific bit I referenced so you don’t have to read through the whole thing if you don’t wanna; it is an explicit one.

[oldanimefan]

Holy crap, I wrote this way faster than I thought I would. It started as just some Shino drabbles and morphed into a kinda fic? I'll get it rewritten into a fic with better dialogue since I didn't have any in the first half lmao

Anyways, no warnings besides a little bit of alcohol and bets. It is also sfw. I tried to make it gender neutral and there's no description of the reader's physical appearance. I am open to feedback so please let me know if you've got tips or suggestions for me!

Enjoy ☺️

When you meet as kids, shino is standoffish. He figures you're going to be grossed out or scared of his Kikaichū so he's a little shocked when you don't run away the first time you see them.

You keep coming up to him to just stand next to him and talk even though he doesn't respond much or volunteer any info of his own. You figure he's not telling you to go away so he must not mind your chatter.

You'll tell him about the most mundane parts of your day, about the flowers you saw starting to bloom, or even how you're craving a certain treat your mom made when you were a child. Shino will just stand or walk quietly with you, absorbing every little detail you give up to him.

You only realize Shino is actually listening and not just humoring you when he brings you your favorite treat after he notices you're having a rough day.

After that, you become inseparable from each other outside of missions and other duties. When you aren't training with your team, you go find Shino to train with and vice versa. Whenever you both have time, you'll go grab something to eat together when you're done with training.

Now that you two are friends he doesn't stop talking as long as you show interest in what he's saying. He still makes sure to pay attention to you when you're talking as well and will now interject with questions to keep you talking, no longer making you have a one way conversation.

As you get older and become older teens and even young adults, Shino becomes more and more protective of you. He's not sure why he feels the need to do so, but he figures it's because you're his best friend and that's what friends do.

Realistically, he knows you're a skilled and strong Shinobi, so why does he always feel the urge to step in for you when he knows you don't need him to?

All of your friends can see how close you and Shino have become over the years. They all know you two aren't actually dating, but there are most definitely bets going on about when it will actually happen.

When the Konoha 12 get to go out together, you two find that you gravitate to each other. Even when you drift away in separate conversations, you end up next to each other again eventually.

Shino is always the one that makes sure you get back to your house and in the door safely. As soon as your door starts opening he tells you to have a good night and off he goes.

He really wants you to ask him to stay so you can just hangout together and talk more outside of the noisy bar, but he doesn't want to be rude and ask you to come in.

One time while you're away on an extended mission, Shino and the rest of the of the 12 still in the village, go out to their usual bar for drinks. After a few rounds, Kiba decides to do a little light hearted goading and ask Shino if you two have decided on a date for the wedding.

Shino is more confused by this question than any other question in his life. Why would you two be getting married? You're best friends and he's positive you don't see him that way since no one else in the village ever has.

Kiba apologizes and explains everyone has just assumed you were dating since you're always together and have never shown romantic interest in anyone else throughout the years.

The rest of the night continues on like normal, Shino staying sober and keeping an eye on the rest of the group as they continue drinking. It's not as rowdy tonight as it normally is though so Shino finds himself thinking about your friendship over the years.

He thought about how he always looked forward to your training sessions together, walking you home everytime he could, the way he could tell you were having a bad day by the look in your eyes and how you slightly slumped your shoulders, the way he knew that surprising you with some chai or pastries would bring a smile back to you face.

A face that he just now realized that he misses terribly when you or he are away on missions. A face that brightens his day when he sees you crest the hill leading to the training grounds.

It's like a lightbulb goes off and Shino's eye grow wide behind his glasses with the understanding that not only are you his best friend, you are also the only person in his life that he ever really wants to see. That he has ever really cared for besides his clan. That he is in love with you and never knew it.

While Shino is completely oblivious to the conversations going on around him, Shikamaru leans over to Kiba to ask "Did he really just now figure out he's in love with them?"

Kiba with a smirk on his face responds "He sure did. I bet you 20 he'll be waiting by the gate when they return from their mission."

With that Shikamaru reaches his hand out to Kiba to shake on it.

A few days later as you're starting to see the gate of Konoha, you notice a tall figure leaning against the wall. As you get closer you notice it's Shino and your breath hitches since this is the first time he's been waiting for you at the gate.

As you reach him you frantically start asking what's wrong and if everything is ok since it's not normal for him to be waiting for you. Shino let's you get everything out before telling you nothing is wrong and that he simply missed you and wanted to see you.

Your blush is immediate and you stammer a little as you think of what to say. You've always harbored a crush on your best friend but never thought anything would come of it. Shino never showed any sort or interest or attraction outside of friendship.

However

As you start walking together you think about how he doesn't spend as much time with anyone, outside of his team of course, as he does with you. You abruptly stop walking and as Shino stops and turns to you, you ask him why.

"Why what?" He responds with a look of confusion on what little you can see of his face.

"Why after so many years of us being friends do you decide to wait for me after this mission? It wasn't particularly dangerous. There was no need to worry yourself over me." The question you really want to ask doesn't come out though.

Shino is quiet and contemplative for a moment before he says "Because I have come to the realization that I want to be the first person you see everytime you return from missions." He paused to grab your hands and his voice is a little softer when he continues. "Because after years of you being my best friend, I have come to the conclusion that I'm in love with you."

You stare wide eyed at Shino, extremely surprised, but elated at his confession. You squeeze his hand as you say "Shino, I have been waiting for you to say that to me since you let me talk your ear off as a child."

With that shino surprises you even more as he lifts you from the ground in the tightest hug you've ever experienced. As he puts you down, he grabs your hand to walk with you to give the mission report. "Let's go get dinner after your done giving your report." Shino says as you start the walk to Hokage Tower.

Neither of you noticed Kiba and Shikamaru in the shadow of a near by building watching you walk away. "What a drag" mumbles Shikamaru as he pulls a 20 out of his wallet to give to Kiba.

[sugafairy]

Naruto Reaction - Seeing Your Natural Hair Pt. 2 (Lee, Choji, Kiba & Neji)

First request in a while! Ngl this was so self-indulgent (hence why its so long jsnsnssk) This is for all my fellow peeps embracing their natural hair!

Link to Pt 1.

Please don’t forget to like/reblog!

Neji

You were spending the night with him. He had insisted. A late night mission led to Konoha 11 checking into a very overbooked hotel. This said mission also left you with a nasty gash on your shoulder, which Sakura had stitched up and promised it wouldn’t scar.

As always, Neji felt responsible for you and wanted to make sure you were okay throughout the night. You were absolutely fine but Neji couldn’t be swayed. He wanted you two to share a room and so you did. It was okay, really. The bed was plush and comfortable and had many pillows that you could sink into.

Neji sat on the edge of the bed looking at you intently and leant forward until he was properly laying down. He propped his head up on his hand, staring at you as you snored softly. Tufts of hair were sticking out of your bun and your edges had fluffed up cutely. He reached out to stroke your head. It was springy and porous and god, you were just beautiful. It was your first night next to him and he wanted to memorise every single coil.

Rock Lee

You were a blooming flower, his blooming flower. He hadn’t seen you in a day and that was a day too long. You typically took a day off for ‘wash day’ - just so you could have enough time for your shampooing, clay mask, conditioner aaand deep conditioner (yes, Lee, those are two different things).

Lee had left Tsunade’s office a little earlier than usual so he thought he’d stop by at your place with some pizza. You opened the door and he blushed. You had a bright pink towel over your shoulders and your wet tresses dangling against it. Your hair was bright blue, your natural colour which complemented your cool, brown skin. “You brought pizza!” You exclaimed, pulling him out of his trance. He chuckled nervously and you grinned up at him and jumped to smooch him on the cheek. He was so smitten.

Choji

You had tasked Choji with helping you take down your braids. To your surprise, he was very excited to help. You sat in between his legs, your back leaning against his knees as his hands hovered above your head working swiftly at each braid. You looked down and chuckled at the pile of braiding hair beside you getting bigger whilst your head began to feel lighter. You sighed, it felt great having someone else take your box braids out for you. Choji’s hands occasionally grazed against your scalp, their warmth almost lulling you to sleep. “Love, your hair is so fluffy!” He gleamed as he bumped the top of your head before twirling a strand around his finger. It bounced back, perfectly in shape. He could feel your shoulders slump and your neck relax before you let out soft snores. He chuckled and nuzzled his face into all of your hair, its floral scent making him sigh.

Kiba

The great Inuzuka (he insists you call him that, nerdy, I know) had promised to teach you how to swim one day and today was indeed, that day. He was wading in the pool, when you eventually strolled out. He was hypnotized by your beauty as you entered the pool. Your corkscrew hair laid delicately against your shoulders. He coughed nervously.

“Right, so we’ll start with getting comfortable with your face being in the water.” You nodded apprehensively.

“Hey, I will be right here with you, okay? Nothing will happen” He said as he put his hand on your shaking shoulder.

You nodded again, took a deep breath and dunked your head down, rather hurriedly. You must’ve panicked, as you spluttered and rushed your head up causing you to stumble against your feet and fall back-first. “Shit!” Kiba exclaimed.

He managed to catch you before you sank backwards. “I’ve got you…” he mumbled, pulling you by your waist, holding you close. He scanned your face. You were no longer breathing heavily and you managed to give him a relaxed smile. Your hair was dripping wet, your curls gently tucked behind your ears. Your hair was much longer when wet, just about under your shoulder blades. He had never seen your natural hair wet before. You looked ethereal. “You look like a mermaid” he breathed out as he cupped the back of your head leaning closer into you.

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[welkinsky]

Hello, could you please ignore this is requests are closed!

Can you do head canons of where fem! y/n and really long hair (as long as Kushina Uzumaki's is), and Naruto (Naruto, Shikamaru, Kiba, Kakashi, Sasuke, Neji, ext.) boys notice that their hair is bothering them so they do something about it?

Please and thank you!

p.s, I really really love all of your work!

A/n: Thanks a lot for the ask! Sorry for the delay <3

Kakashi

Kakashi is someone who pays a lot of attention to details when it comes to you or anything related to you.

You tend to lose your rubber band the very first 5 minutes you used it and he knows it so he always has a few of your hair ties with him for "just in case".

You have been into pottery recently and he decided to pick you up from the studio. He saw you struggling to keep your hair out of your face and came to your rescue with a hair tie in his hand and tying your hair back for you.

His presence alone is fascinating for the ladies. Now just imagine how crazy they went when he DID THAT.

Shikamaru

It was when you two had just started dating and you both loved to do chores around the house and spend some quality time alone.

So this one time, you were cooking and he was sitting on the tabletop as you stood between his legs with your back to his chest.

You were making the salad mix and your braids got loose. He saw you struggling.

THIS MAN gently pulled them back and placed a kiss on your neck from the back. HE KNOWS this gets you weak on your knees!

He wrapped his legs around you so you can't move as you try your best to hide your blush.

His wholehearted laugh was the highlight of your evening :3

Kiba

Kiba may act all cool and tough to everyone but when it comes to you he is such a softie.

And he absolutely loves your long hair and in fact, the day when he first say you, the first thing he noticed was your hair blowing oh-so-gently with the wind.

But recently you were thinking of getting them trimmed since they were getting in your way of the practice. And the moment you mentioned it to him, MAN was he so hyperactive to convince you not to do it.

He thought it was gonna be a big chop like Sakura's but later you helped him calm down and explain that it is just a cut.

You sometimes mess with him by mentioning a big cut and once he realises that you are messing with him he doesn't calm down but not before confirming it twice.

Naruto

He LOVES the smell of your hair first of all. He also notices when you change your shampoos.

While cuddling you try to make sure that your hair doesn't get in the way but he finds the smell of them comforting and would probably snuggle in them even more.

But what he absolutely love is when you have a hair wash day and he's laying on your lap and your hair is slightly brushing up against his face as he sleeps.

He loves the cold dampness of them and just like Kiba he will go nuts if you suggest getting a haircut.

Will probably be grumpy afterwards but nothing a bowl of Ichiraku ramen can't find.

Sasuke

He's not one to be vocal about it but according to him, your hair is one of the best features you have.

Sometimes he gets caught up in how pretty they look, how pretty YOU LOOK when you are just going about your day and your long hair flows you around, when you are sparing with him and right after every move there is a trail of your long braids following your movement OR when you two are out on a walk and wind brush past you as if teasing him subtly by blowing your hair JUST the right way.

He can look at them forever. Like, he won't even realize that he is staring until one time you ask him, "What do you always stare at?" He was a blushing mess after that but covered up by saying that there was a bug on you.

After that, he'll try to be as subtle as possible but ends up being caught up in your beauty anyway. But you always let him stare without pointing it out. You love knowing that he has his eyes on you and adoration crystal clear in them.

Sometimes he unconciously reach out his hand to take some strands away from your face and would tuck them behind your ear so gently that you might just break with his mare touch.

Neji

He has long hair and he is big on hygiene and a little bit proud of it too for some reason. But when he walked past you the first time he smelled a fragrance that was "ethereal" in his own words.

He is not the one to pay attention to anyone at all but you made him turn around and look and he was only able to see your long hair that flowed way past your waist.

He tried finding you after that but you were nowhere to be found until one day when Neji, Ten Ten & Lee were resting after a training session. He was resting his eyes for a bit as he lay under a tree that was near the footpath.

He heard someone talking to Ten Ten for directions. He didn't pay any attention but for some reason, he opened his eyes and in his line of vision it was the sky and the same long hair flowing and walking away from him once again.

He jerked up scaring you and the other team members. You both had awkward eye contact for a few seconds and then Ten Ten spoke, "He's Neji."

Then he got his composure back and formally introduced himself. Ever since you two started dating he loved hugging you. Hugging you with his chin resting on your head, hugs from the back, and especially the ones where he places his head in the crook of your neck. All of this is because he wants to take in the same smell of your hair.

He WOULD ask you to switch back to the same essential oil to make sure you smell the same. Even after having his intense hygiene routine, he never used that oil for himself. Even though he LOVES it, it was for you and you only.

He has long hair and he is big on hygiene and a little bit proud of it too for some reason. But when he walked past you the first time he smelled a fragrance that was "ethereal" in his own words.

He is not the one to pay attention to anyone at all but you made him turn around and look and he was only able to see your long hair that flowed way past your waist.

He tried finding you after that but you were nowhere to be found until one day when Neji, Ten Ten & Lee were resting after a training session. He was resting his eyes for a bit as he lay under a tree that was near the footpath.

He heard someone talking to Ten Ten for directions. He didn't pay any attention but for some reason, he opened his eyes and in his line of vision it was the sky and the same long hair flowing and walking away from him once again.

He jerked up scaring you and the other team members. You both had awkward eye contact for a few seconds and then Ten Ten spoke, "He's Neji."

Then he got his composure back and formally introduced himself. Ever since you two started dating he loved hugging you. Hugging you with his chin resting on your head, hugs from the back, and especially the ones where he places his head in the crook of your neck. All of this is because he wants to take in the same smell of your hair.

He WOULD ask you to switch back to the same essential oil to make sure you smell the same. Even after having his intense hygiene routine, he never used that oil for himself. Even though he LOVES it, it was for you and you only.

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