#obito fanfiction

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Tobi is not here anymore

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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a/n: this is gonna be a long note, but i cannot express how thankful i am for all of the support i’ve received on the beach over the past year. the countless comments, likes, kudos, etc have meant the world to me. whether you’ve been reading since the start or just began, your support has been acknowledged. thank you all for everything and i hope you guys enjoy this chapter and the end of reader and obito’s story :).

pairings: obito uchiha x fem!reader

warnings: modern au, fluff, some brief angst, mentions of past relationships, very very bittersweet end.

The Beach: The Finale (Thirty Five)

Previous Chapter | Masterlist

“Obito?”

The man who was standing just a few feet down below you had turned around quite quickly when you said his name. How could he forget the sound of your voice? He yearned to hear it ever since he stopped engaging with you all that time ago. 

His heart practically halted inside his chest when he saw you standing there behind him. He thought for a brief moment that he was dreaming. He hoped that when he blinked you didn’t disappear before him, and much to his surprise, you didn’t. You were there with this emotional facial expression that made his chest feel heavy. You looked so hurt, but at the same time you seemed as if you craved his comfort more than anything else. He felt the same exact way about you. All he wanted was for you to be by his side again. He didn’t care what it took for you to forgive him. He would gladly do anything you asked without any second thought. Obito needed you and he didn’t know what else he would do if you left him.

“(Y/N)..”

You walked down the steps that led to the sandy parts of the beach. The tide beside you filled your ears, reminding you of when you both came here for the first time. It was so beautiful. You don’t know why you ever stopped coming there. 

You stood in front of Obito with a racing heart. He seemed still stunned at the sight of you being there. You honestly knew he would be here. You vaguely recalled the time he told you he often came to the beach to just sit and think, or if he was having a hard time he would come and stare at the infinite waters to clear his head. It seemed almost fitting that you were here with him. “Obito.. I..” you started, but you didn’t know how to finish your words. What was the right thing to say? There was so much you wanted to scream out and tell him. “I’m sorry.”

Obito’s eyes grew wide at those words. He didn’t feel as if it was right for you to apologize to him. Sure, you said things, really really bad things, but you were in pain. You were hurt by everything that he had done. Your reactions were valid, and the last thing he wanted was for you to feel guilty. “No, don’t apologize. I’m the one who’s sorry, (Y/N). I shouldn’t have done what I did..” he looked down at the sand beneath his feet for a brief moment. “You didn’t deserve what I said or did to you at all. I’m so sorry.. and if you can’t forgive me that’s okay. I don’t deserve someone like you in my life for what I’ve done.”

You knew he was being sincere with his words. You had learned every little thing about Obito and his body language to know that he wasn’t lying to you. It hurt you, a lot. Everything that had happened made you see him differently, but you still wanted him. All you desired was him at the end of the day. You wanted him to know that. He deserved that at least. “Obito, I forgive you already. I knew I did when you came to me the other day..” you looked into his eyes when speaking. “I.. I love you.”

Obito stood there for a few seconds in complete and utter disbelief. Those words.. those words he had been dying to say to you for the past few months finally came out, but they were from your lips. He didn’t know what to think. There were so many emotions going through him at that very moment that it took him a second to process what you had just said fully. You loved him? Even after what he had done and said about you? It had to be a lie. How could you want to be in love with someone like him? It sounded unlike you to say such things to him. You were always so honest and blunt, but this was the one time he had a hard time believing you. 

He placed his larger hands onto your shoulders, leaning down to make eye contact with you. This was the first time you had felt his touch in the past few weeks. It was so familiar to you. Having his skin making contact with yours made almost every memory come back to you. “(Y/N).. you don’t have to lie to make me feel better. I don’t deserve someone as amazing as you are, so don’t think you have to submit to me for it to be okay.” he looked at you with seriousness in his facial expression. “I don’t want to call you a liar, ever, but I don’t want you forcing yourself to do such a thing.” 

You understood where he was coming from completely. It sounded unlike you, but after that conversation with your mom, you knew you loved Obito. He was everything you ever wanted in a man and he treated you better than someone like Itachi would. Sure, what happened was fucked up and both of you were impacted, but you wanted to look past that and move on. “Obito.. I’d never lie to you and I’m not forcing myself to say this. You’re the only guy who’s treated me like a human being, and you’ve been supportive since we met.” you looked up at him. “There’s nobody else I want in this world, except you, Obito. I love you and you deserve me in your life.. I can say that with honesty.”

Instead of saying anything else, he pulled you in for a hug. A big hug that you both desperately needed. The smell of his cologne made your heart beat with ease and there was this happiness that was overtaking you while he held you in his embrace. This was what you needed, no, what you both needed. 

Obito’s chin rested atop your head. He stared out at the waves that crept up onto the shore. He couldn’t believe this was going to happen. He feared that if he let go of you that’d you somehow disappear, and that was the last thing he wanted. “I love you.. (Y/N).” he said, caressing the back of your head. “I want you to be mine.. forever.” 

You lifted your eyes to stare upwards at him. He seemed so content and happy with what you had said. It’s almost like that storm cloud that was above his head had disappeared and turned into sunshine with a rainbow. You felt the same exact way. Everything that had been making you sad or plaguing your heart had dissipated within that moment. “I want you to be mine too, Obito.” you then pressed your lips onto his cheek, making a smile return to his features.

All he needed was you. It didn’t matter what universe or what life he entered. None of it was complete unless you had each other. 

So, as you both stood at that spot with one another. You both realized how much your love had bloomed. Neither of you could have imagined this is how your story would have came to be, but there was one thing you both felt in that very moment.

Complete.

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Day 1: Praise & Lipstick

A Shame

Pairing: Obito Uchiha x Sex Worker!Reader

Genre: Oneshot, smut, kinktober prompt

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: afab!reader, sex worker!reader, vaginal sex, oral sex female receiving, praise kink, lipstick kink, dirty talk, unprotected sex, body marking, naked female clothes male, strong language

A/N: Tis the first kinktober prompt, sorry for posting late but I do live in Florida and we just had a hurricane so its been a bit ROUGH. I had to pick up a tree on the first and now we're picking up a turned over treehouse. I am going to try my best to keep up but don't expect a post everyday please. Anyway, here we are, hope you enjoy~

Read it on AO3

You had no idea who he was, where he came from, but that was all a part of the job. Most of your clients were vague or went by an alias. What set him apart from the others was the fact that you had never seen his face. Always wearing a mask, the only physical characteristic that was normally visible was his spiked black hair. It looked fun, unruly, like he woke up with it that way and left it, if he ever slept that is.

He’d worn different masks over the years, with different lengths of hair, it was almost like a way to check the passage of time. The masked man had first come to you when you had just begun your job as a special type of conversationalist. His mask at the time was yellow, with black stripes beginning at the left side and ending at pointed tips on the right. A single hole for his right eye. His voice at the time had entranced you, deep and eloquent.

After that, the next you saw him he wore a mask of orange that swirled around the eye hole on the right. Sometimes, you wondered if he was horribly scarred and disfigured, and that was why he wore the mask. The thought made your transactions a bit more thrilling for you, but his lower anatomy seemed perfectly fine. If anything, it seemed too fine. Very healthy. So you didn’t dwell on it, too much.

You saw him in the orange most mask often. It reminded you of candy, but you’d never tell him that. He embodied anonymity and exuded power and arrogance. He never even gave you a name to call him by. He really piqued your curiosity, but you knew asking questions could scare him away; you certainly didn’t want that. Though you were willing to push the envelope, if only a little. “Are you sure you don’t have a name?”

“Are you normally so curious about your patrons?”

“No,” you teased, a coy smile on your painted lips. A manicured finger snuck its way to your chin and you winked at him. “Only the ones I like.”

He didn’t respond, only stood and began to look around the room. You watched him as he milled about, a tilt to your head. The masked man had surprised you with his visit, but then again, he never scheduled appointments. He paid well though, that was for sure, so you never minded his impropriety. He had barged in to middle of your session with your previous client and tugged you from the man by your bicep, not that you minded, the other man had gotten boring after all. And he was always welcome.

You knew he must be a shinobi of some sort, only they were so secretive even during their most vulnerable moments. He lacked a hitai-ate so the guessing game became more fun. Maybe he’s one of the Kage, you wondered. Not that it mattered. It wouldn’t be the first time a man of delicate position found his way to your services, and he wouldn’t be the last.

He picked up one of your tubes of lipstick, the same deep red you had chosen for his next arrival. “This shade is new,” he commented.

“Yes, it’s limited edition. I picked it up last weekend.” You leaned forward, curling your arms around your bent knee and placing your head atop it. “Want some sake?”

You assumed he was glancing at you as he turned, but you weren’t sure. Being what you were meant people looked all the time, you were numb to the feeling. “Pour it for me.”

Pleased, you began to do as he asked. The clear liquid filled both porcelain cups quickly. He sat across from you, the lipstick tube still in his gloved hand. You picked up the cups and smirked. Slowly you spread your legs, revealing your naked sex and loosening the robe you wore. With your midriff bared you deliberately poured both drinks on your navel. A shiver went through you at the temperature contrast, but your body quickly warmed the alcohol as it dripped down your front. “Oops, I spilled them.”

“I can see that,” he tilted his head to the side, his tone flat. “And what do you want me to do about it?”

“Well,” you spread your legs further apart as he leaned forward. “We can’t let good sake go to waste now, can we?”

You were practically purring. He hummed, pretending to be thoughtful. His gloved hand reached forward and ran along your wet skin. He gathered the clear alcohol on his deft fingers and smoothed them down your front in a fluid motion. Those leather covered, wet digits, reached your heated center and began to feel around as if he’d never touched you before. A sigh left your lips, and you closed your eyes and tilted your head back. “The usual rules?”

“Do you need to ask?” The man sounded a bit gruff and you could feel him lean forward.

“No, but I like to hear you talk.”

“Is that right?” There was an odd sound, like a hollow wooden disk clicking out of place. A shiver ran down your spine when you felt hot breath fan against your genitals. He had eaten you out once before, it was short and passionate but addicting all the same. You had tried to entice him into it his previous visit, but he had only been interested in what your body could do for him, which was something you enjoyed showing him. It felt like a blessing to be touched by such fine lips again. “If you’re good, maybe you’ll get to hear some praise.”

“I would love nothing more.”

You felt his tongue first, a strong stripe from the bottom to the top with a bit more pressure added when he reached your clit. “Mmm,” you leaned back on your hands. He swiped his tongue again before focusing in on your twitching entrance, the man pressed his wet appendage inside. As his muscle entered you, you felt the bump of something rough against your swollen bud. “Uhn,” you flinched.

Was that his mask? He pressed his tongue in further and whatever it was pressed against your clit so hard you let out an odd sound. The man chuckled, a rich and deep baritone that made the base of your spine tingle. You had never gotten a reaction like that from him before. “Is something amiss?”

“No, not at all,” you replied too quickly for your own liking, your mask of professionalism beginning to crumble under the abnormal stimulation. The pressure stopped as he pulled back a bit.

“Hmm,” he hummed, his lips kissing against your inner thigh before nibbling on the fatty flesh. He licked his way back to your arousal and muttered. “Hold still and I’ll make you cum.”

“Please,” you uttered softly. The man pressed his tongue into you, his mask pressed against your clit again. You moaned softly, your hands clenched and the knot in your stomach tightened. His tongue swirled and pressed against your front wall; your breath hitched. It was a pleasant pressure but mixed together with the mask against your clit you felt your body thrum unlike it ever had before.

It had been so long since a client had made you cum. And for it to be him? Your favorite? You wanted it more than you wanted anything else. Your back arched, his leather clad hands reached behind you to grab the globes of your ass, tube of lipstick still in one. He kneaded the flesh between his large fingers, pressing you closer to his mouth and spreading your cheeks apart. The man massaged the flesh slowly and your excitement only grew when he started to groan at the feeling of your soft flesh. Your vaginal walls fluttered, and you panted as you asked, “Can I cum, please sir?”

You were so close to squirming, your clit throbbed against the lip of the orange mask and your insides throbbed with need. The familiar knot at the base of your stomach was so ready to explode but you held off, much to your bodies dismay. He continued his assault, his face and tongue pressing even deeper. The mask against your clit almost hurt and you whined. “Please, please, please,” you begged, feeling desperate.

His tongue pulled back and you frown in disappointment until he spoke, “Go on good girl, cum on my tongue. Let me taste the fruits of my labor.”

His tongue pressed back in; his hands pushed your hips further against his mouth. He bobbed his head as he waggled his tongue inside of you and you thrust your hips in time with the muscle. The extra motion added more friction to your clit and with one final drag against the top of your walls you came undone and let out a low moan of relief.

He didn’t linger long, just removed his tongue from your entrance and replaced his mask before he sat up and leaned over you. The man placed one hand firmly near your hip, the one that still held the lipstick tube, and the other he used to gather the slick that had collected on the lip of his mask. He mixed the arousal together on his fingertips and watched as it strung together in a sticky mess. “Your taste is pleasing.”

Your body thrummed. “How should I return the favor?”

“Slowly,” he paused and brought the slick covered hand to your chin. His thumb rubbed against your red-stained lips, back and forth as he seemed to watch you intently. “Torturously slow.” The man pressed against your bottom lip and dragged it down, he smeared your arousal and lipstick down to your neck with his fingers before he began to stroke the tender flesh at your pulse. “I want to watch my good girl squirm and I want to get that pretty shade of red everywhere.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded your head enthusiastically. “All you have to do is command me,” you told him softly. He pressed down against your neck, not quite choking you but adding enough pressure to make you lay back. The robe you still loosely wore fanned out underneath you as he climbed on top. The man’s fingers crawled back to your mouth and circled your lips again, the smell of yourself mixed with the leather and you stared into the hole in his mask as he smeared your red lipstick more.

Boldly, you reached for his trousers and licked his thumb as you glanced at the tent in his pants. You released his stiffened member from its cloth confines and bucked your hips in eagerness. His turgid cock dripped with precum and throbbed as you caressed it with your palm. He was well endowed with a delicious curve that felt like heaven scraping against your walls. “Are you looking for more praise? A reward?” He brought your lipstick back up and used both hands to uncap it and twist it upward. “Or are you that desperate for my cock?”

“You know you’re one of my favorites.”

“Hm,” he seemed to contemplate your words and the lipstick before he brought it to your skin and began writing on your abdomen. “I know I am your favorite.”

“Oh?” The cosmetic on your skin felt silky as it glided along your stomach and up over your breasts.

“The lazy grin on your face when you greet me, like a dog greeting its master, speaks volumes. Your body’s eagerness for me strokes my ego,” he paused his writing to press himself against your entrance. “The way your essence oozes from you like the sweetest of creams whenever I call you good girl tells me all that I need to know.”

He pressed inside of you, torturously slow. Every inch spread you open in that deliciously familiar way that made your toes curl. You wrapped your legs around his waist and squeezed them in an attempt to urge him to go faster; he did not give in. Slowly, oh so slowly, he bottomed out inside of you and you ground yourself against him. It felt so good, he began to slowly drag himself out. “Your velvety walls always rub me so well, they’re so warm and welcoming. I can feel how much they missed me.”

One of his hands gripped your throat while the other went back to writing. You moaned as his hips continued to torture yours, his heavy balls swung against your backside with every forceful push inward and every grind you both did in unison. He ground himself against you, his pelvic bone hitting your clit and making you pant, and you ground yourself against him to feel him swirl your insides like a whirlpool. “I crave your body like a drug,” he finished his scrawling and threw the empty lipstick tube behind him. The dark-haired man gripped your thighs tightly and pushed your knees back to your chest. “So continue to be the good girl I know you can be while I indulge myself to the fullest.”

Immediately his speed picked up to a brutal pace, the abrupt change felt like it knocked the wind out of you and you gripped parts of the robe behind your head to try to ground yourself. “Ahn, oh, yes, oh, haaa,” you squeezed your eyes shut and moved your hips together with his to feel the full pleasure his member provided.

“Yes, that’s right,” he groaned, every muscle in his toned body flexing along with yours to reach the peak of your pleasures. “Feel the pleasure I bring you, let it consume you. Think only of me as others try to achieve what only I can.”

One of his hands left your leg and reached your breast, he rubbed your nipple harshly, aggressively. You knew it would be sore later but that didn’t bother you. All you cared about was receiving more praise and more pleasure from his body. “Nnn, almost there!”

“Go on, cum around my cock. Show me just how good you are.”

You reach your second peak of the evening, and your walls clench around him as you do. He groans loudly and pulls out, with two pumps of his fist he releases right on top of the lipstick words he spent so much time writing. He reaches a gloved hand out and rubs and smears the lipstick and spend together on your abdomen, his head tilted almost in fascination as he does so. Your breathing is heavy as you watch him and he is the first to recover and redress himself.

After he’s finished wiping himself and straightening his clothing you sit up, not bothering to adjust your appearance. It is still your room, after all. “You know you don’t always have to be in such a hurry to leave.”

He ignores you and pulls out his wallet, he places more than the usual amount of bills on your dresser next to your cosmetics collection. As he replaces the wallet he says, “Buy that lipstick again.”

With that he leaves, and you sigh almost as soon as he’s gone. You removed your robe the rest of the way and use it to wipe the remaining spunk off of your abdomen, careful to keep as much of the red writing as you possibly could. After you’re sure the sperm wont drip down your body you stand on shaky legs and approach the mirror by your wardrobe. The lipstick markings read ‘property of’ the name was smudged out by his spend and hands before continuing with ‘touch her and die’.

You pursed your lips together and placed your head in your hands, a disappointed pout marring your features. “He did that on purpose,” you muttered, annoyed that if you had looked at your stomach earlier you would’ve gotten to see his name. A shame.

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[porcelaincvnt]

𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘

💉 𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐎 𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐇𝐀 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

cw // nsfw, oral sex ( fem reciving ), masterbation, praising, obito’s a needy bitch boy in this.

a/n: i got tired of my account being dead, so have a little something <3 this was me smacking the little ideas i have onto a single drabble, so apologies if its dogshit.

“hold still princess..”

your boyfriend pulled away from your abused cunt before immediately latching onto it again, the pool of heat struck your lower abdomen. you could only watch helplessly as Obito ate you out like an animal, desperate for more. even moaning into your cunt, the vibrations sending waves of intense pleasure throughout your body. he watched you with lust traced eyes, not looking away, absorbing the view in front of him. your thighs snapping nearly shut around his head, the grip on them tightening to the point where his nails nearly dug into them.

“o-obito..slow down..”

his pace made even speaking impossible, your throat was already sore from moaning and whining. you could only hiss through your teeth, while your legs went numb from shaking. the heat pooled in your lower stomach and a sudden bliss of pleasure forced another whine from your mouth, almost a cry for more. every sound only fueled his hunger for more, your cries and mewls were mere ear candy for him.

only you shut your mouth, when you hear a different noise that was drowned out from your whines. small groans and heavy breathing made you nearly freeze, forcing you onto your elbows and leaning over to a sight that nearly made you orgasm on the spot. you beloved boyfriend, shamelessly jacking it while he ate you out. the poor thing couldn’t wait to stuff your cunt full, impatient of him.

his moans only made your cunt twitch, the erotic sounds of sex filled your ears to the point of it being overwhelming. your cries and gasps with his groans was too good to be true, pushing you closer and closer to your limit.

“cum princess, please cum for me..”

his voice drops a tone lower, almost needy as his grip on your thighs tightened. it wasn’t enough for the poor guy, he need more. his breath became shaky as his pace on his cock quickened, chasing his high.

“good girl, good fucking girl..fuck.”

it was gonna be a long night.

[lemony-snickers]

Idk what this is abt but im curious so 8 from me

I hope it's lucky <3<3<3

8. sacrifice. thanks for playing, kali! <3

Dark. The drag of thick swamp muck, pulling him under.

Cold. The underside of a rock pulled from the swift tide of a mountain river.

Empty. The lonely ache he had felt most of his life, waiting for his clan to recognize him. For his village to find him truly worthy.

If he'd known the after life would feel like this, maybe Obito wouldn't have spent his last moments being so incredibly--foolishly--valiant.

Obito never thought he'd die in battle. Or, at least, on the rare occasions when he had allowed himself to envision a courageous sacrifice in his future, it was always that. In his future.

Obito Uchiha was supposed to be Hokage one day, not die a lowly chunin so early in his career no one would remember his name.

He would laugh bitterly if he weren't dead. Scoff at the heroic impetus to save Bakashi of all people. To put his own body between that of his haughty, pompous teammate and the rubble which had so definitively crushed the air from his lungs.

To give him the gift of a sharingan.

Now Obito really did want to laugh because when he imagined the crusty, curmudgeony Uchiha Elders' faces the moment they realized what he'd done, it filled him with a dark, delightful glee. Screw them, they'd never been kind to to him, anyway. And who were they to decide who was and was not worthy?

Obito knew he must be dead because he couldn't feel anything--none of the excruciating pain which had so totally permeated his body upon impact remained. There was just a cold, unfeeling numbness everywhere. A dull hum like too many overhead lights, except everything was dark.

None of his sacrificial daydreams had included death by landslide, and now that he had experienced a crushing end at the bottom of a pile of rubble, he knew why.

Being killed by the swing of a katana or the blaze of a fireball jutsu hurt a hell of a lot less--or, at least, he assumed it did--than being squashed like a gnat by a boulder.

The moment the rocks had buried him, Obito had felt an overwhelming regret. Too late, though, to take it back. Better to smile through the blood and tears. To show Rin, even if it was too late, that he could be valiant and strong and cool, too.

Way cooler than Kakashi, who had wanted to leave her for dead. Now she would see that he had always been the better choice, and even in death, Obito, took some solace in that.

That he had won. Well, sort of. Dying probably didn't really count as winning no matter how cool you looked doing it, which seemed vastly unfair.

Obito coughed. Or, it felt like maybe he coughed, but he didn't really think you could do that when you were dead so really maybe he just remembered what a cough felt like.

Still, the faintest prickle of pain snapped bcak to life and he cried out. Or, he tried to.

But Obito Uchiha was dead. And even as the vast darkness around him evporated into blinding white light, there was nothing he could do to change that.

[the-madara-squad]

DAY 3 : Modern Uchiha

Obito is a botanic student in summer break🌱

from our twitter follower @ThrokWrites with her permission

[geikurre]

Obito :D. Him as a kid and him as an adult. He is a fallow deer.

[empressofthesunwriter]

Obito's Hinata

She was one of many girls in Kakashi, Rin, and Obito's class.

She was nothing special.

Wasn't that pretty.

Wasn't that smart.

Wasn't that good in the ninja arts.

She only liked Obito, a boy, who was shunned from his prestige clan but never gave up his dreams. She started to admire him for this.

He was so unlike her.

He didn't take notice of her.

Why should he?

He already loved a girl and she was too shy to talk to him.

Nobody, but a few civilian children like her saw her at all.

Again she wasn't something special.

She wasn't part of his Team, but kind Rin who sometimes talked to her.

Rin was the only one from Team Minato who knew her or at least remember her.

Kakashi didn't hurt.

Obito broke her.

Always.

But she only seemed to love him harder.

But she never got the courage to tell him.

Even when Rin wanted to help her, she run away.

How could she not?

She was not stupid.

Even if Obito didn't love Rin, he would never like her.

He didn't even know she existed.

Like the people in her family.

She was nothing more than a shadow.

She had so many chances to talk to him, like to congratulate him on becoming Chuunin, to at least become a friend, but she never grow a backbone.

Then he died, saving his teammates.

And her world was destroyed.

Only Rin knew what was wrong with her, she was a smart girl and knew the shy girl was in love with her dead friend.

But then Rin died also...

And nothing was alright anymore.

It took her many, many years to get back together.

In the time Kyuubi attacked the village and Lord Fourth sacrificed his life to save everybody. Itachi Uchiha killed his clan leaving only his younger brother alive.

She saw how a blond-haired kid got ignored for being the jailer of something he wasn't responsible for.

She saw how a black-haired boy with the last Uchiwa Fan on his back darker and darker grow.

She was a coward again and ignored them like most people.

She hated herself.

Then one day she saw how a little Hyuuga Girl watched the blond boy with love in her eyes and was reminded of her and Obito.

Well only her.

She hoped the little Hyuuga Girl wouldn't have to bury her beloved before she could at least speak to him.

More years passed and the three kids became genin but weren't put on the same team.

Maybe the shy ones never get a chance with their love she mussed.

But something also changed.

After Kyuubi she a retired as Ninja and started working at her family business, something she never had wanted, but she was done after that with the ninja life.

He was goofy and silly and liked to be served by her.

He always wore a smile for her.

He was someone who saw her finally.

They had an easy friendship and she started to feel better.

Then a asked her on a date.

And she could only think about Obito.

Obito, she still only wanted Obito, but he was death, death, death and never know her, never would have loved her!

What else should she say then yes?

At least one of them would be happy.

At least one of them should get what they want.

He was a good boyfriend.

He was a good fiance.

He was a good husband.

But she never stopped comparing him to Obito.

Of what could have been with the Uchiha.

Would their first kiss be chaste on her front door? Or would have Obito been overexcited and kissed her passionately before the night even ended?

Would their first time be awkward and end in pre-ejaculation leaving her unsatisfied? Or would Obito have been eager to please, to think about her pleasure before his own, or at least finish her off with his mouth?

Would he cry silent tears on their wedding day? Or would Obito cry hard and loud like when he was a young boy?

But they had a nice life together, so she moved forward.

After the 4 Ninja War...she couldn't for a long time think.

Obito being alive the whole time and nearly letting the world end because he wanted to live in a fake dream world with Rin?

And now he was dead, Kakashi Hatake Hokage and the blond shunned boy Naruto Uzumaki a hero of the world.

It was the first time her husband suspected that her heart belonged to another.

Or had belonged?

It was so confusing.

She still remembered her Eternal  Tsukuyomi Dream with clarity.

It hurt and was so good to think about it.

Her family loved her.

She was an awesome kunoichi.

Rin was alive and her best friend.

And Obito...Obito was her husband and Hokage.

And...and their children...dear sage their children.

A boy and a girl, twins and a baby girl.

She understood why he wanted this dream world, it was better than reality.

And that was the point in her life where she realized that it had to end.

Nothing is better than reality, it was her fault for not doing more to get it or at least to get a new dream.

So finally after nearly 30 years she said fuck-you to her family and explained to her husband everything.

He was sad, of course, he was, but he was okay with the divorce.

She decided to leave Kohanagakure, her hometown, forever and start somewhere anew.

For years she traveled the world, doing odd jobs and meeting new people till she meet someone again.

A beautiful woman with an even bigger heart.

This... was the love she always wanted, always craved.

They both settled down in Takigakure and adopted children.

Orphans from the war Obito had caused.

Seeing her children made her realize she would always love the innocent and good boy Obito was but the corrupted and broken men she hated.

And yet she was thankful for him.

She had found her way in life because of him.

When their oldest son got nominated to take part with his team at the Chuunin Exams in Kohana, she and her wife decided to watch the finals since their son made it up to them.

So they took their other kids and showed them their other mama's old birth town.

She was surprised and happy to see Naruto Uzumaki as Hokage, something he had yelled aloud since he was a little boy.

But what shocked her was the blue-haired Hyuuga Beauty at his side.

It was the little girl who had always watched him.

And they're married.

She couldn't help it to shed a few tears.

So...the shy girl could get her boy if she was courageous enough, heh?

For a moment she saw in their places herself and Obito.

Maybe in another world, maybe in another reality...

Maybe if she could have been his Hinata to his Naruto...

Her wife grips her hand and looks at her.

She knows the whole story.

But she shakes her head and kisses her wife's cheek.

This life...this life is the life that she wanted and choose.

So she finally let go and accepted anything that happened.

Your own created dream is always better than a dreamed-up one.

She was now sure of it.

[itachisloverlol]

Hello guys!

I have never written anything before but I wanna try, maybe you have some suggestions??❤️

[itskenickie]

Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Naruto Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Hatake Kakashi/Uchiha Obito, Nara Shikaku/Yamanaka Inoichi Characters: Hatake Kakashi, Uchiha Obito, Yamanaka Inoichi, Nara Shikaku, Shiranui Genma Additional Tags: Inspired by Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe, Gore, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Angst with a Happy Ending, Feelings Realization, slowish burn, Friends to Lovers, Jealousy Summary: Obito heaved a heavy sigh before he dropped himself next to Kakashi’s head, his hands behind his back supporting his weight. He looked up at the grey sky above, closed his eyes, “I’ll kill them.” He doesn’t growl. Doesn't spit his words in anger. Instead, he spoke so calmly that it made Kakashi shiver.

[icameheretoreadstuff]

High Demand

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[maireyart]

I read a kakaobi fic yesterday... OMG.

for love of a boy by revecake. Based on Yukio Mishima's The Sound of Waves. One word: masterful. My art does not depict a specific scene from the fic, it's just something inspired by its mood! Obito's appearance is not fully fic-compliant. Just look at these various quotes:

from the water, kakashi rises and rests his arms on the edge. a tilt of his head, his wet hair falls, pooling silver on obito’s boat, and when obito looks, looks with a certain haze across his eyes, kakashi becomes the mystical half-fish of his dreams. kakashi smiles, and the plain beauty of his naked face is perfectly real. “it’s a good catch today, isn’t it?”

“kakashi-kun?” his father laughs, an exasperated turn of his brow. he continues to trace his blade under the skin of tuna, and another piece of flesh comes butterfly-free, as light and pink as a sakura petal floated from the island’s schoolyard to the sea.

the rain blurs for a moment, and the sight through the dripping leaves is akin to a sheen of sun being thrown from the sky. dazzling, a celestial maiden’s robe has been haphazardly tossed from the heavens to be muddied as a damp blessing across the fresh ground.

when he’s finished, the only curtain to his nudity are the wet clothes draped and swinging from the window pane. they balloon and deflate in the imitation of a body in the wind, but as obito rises, stretches, strides towards the bedroom, the shape of his shoulders and back leaves a solid impression through the wet glass. he doesn’t need to wash, not when the sun has already bathed the lean lines of him in dry heat.

dreams are only fading things, passing on waves, caught in the wind, melted into dew by the morning.

obito looks up at that pale face, and what he sees - he wraps his hands around kakashi’s wrists to keep him there. how can he say this? how does he give language to his desire, how does he make kakashi understand his earnesty in this very moment? he cannot let it become an untranslatable disappearance, as so many dear things are, have been lost to sea.

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Naruto

Sample Size: 53,210 stories

Source: AO3

[din-oush]

One of my favorite Naruto tropes is literally the interaction between Kakashi and the Uchiha Clan after Obito give him his eye.

Like literally the « mariage thing » when a Uchiha give their eye to a non-Uchiha.

Sadly there aren’t many stories about that

(Of course his complete integration into the clan as if he was always a member and the discovery of this marriage by Obito is a plus)

Don’t hesitate to write about it really I will read it

[somorrow]

Out of all the uchiha, who do you thinks got the biggest 👀👀

Goddamn this got me thinking. I can’t see any of them being small. 🤔 But overall, Madara!

That man literally IS the Uchiha. He set the standards, you know, so it’s kinda hard to “measure up” per se. 😂 Coming in hot would have to be Obito, but I can see him with a curve tbh. Probably upward for the angle. 😏 The next three would probably be around very similar sizes, although I can see Itachi being thicker than Shisui or Sasuke, but relatively straight (maybe a bit of a curve so it can fit down your throat a lil easier with his girth…) Shisui would definitely have a curve, and I can see Sasuke’s being a little curvy too, but veiny af — perfect paths for your tongue. 😛

[ollyvoile]

I feel like Obito is just the right kind of crazy that this conversation could take place.

Obito: *plugs in his phone*

Obito: You know what? I think plugging in an electronic and seeing the light from it powering on is one of the most intimate things. See, ’cause you’re providing this thing with its life-force via insertion and… it’s a sort of codependent intercourse. It’s like a consummation—

Kakashi: Shut up before I hit you.