Alrighty just to get things up and running, hereās one of the scenarios I had:
Hello friend! Its the naruto voyeur anon! After some thought i was gonna say maybe Kiba blabbed to the konoha 12 guys about what he saw and they all were talked into watching then kakashi walks by and sees everyone hurled together and when he investigates he watches too! I just have a thing for a large amount of ppl watching lol and maybe reader suggests public sex cus they ended up low key liking it
I reallllly didnāt know how to write this without making some characters too OOC so I didnāt put everyone in there, and I probably didnāt go as in depth as you would have liked, sorry about that fam, just didnāt wanna go in a weird direction ya feel? Hope it suffices though. Continuation of this
Naruto voyeurism NSFW scenario
Much to your dismay and horror, the speculation that lingered with Narutoās mischievous actions weighed at the back of your mind with an awful appeal. It didnāt take very long to succumb to the temptation and at the fraction of willingness, Naruto jumped at the first opportunity to take you again.
Not halfway back to your house and heās convinced you with enthusiasm thatās driven by his neglected arousal, and youāre back in an alley. You feel like you should feel accustomed to this, and you do. And it feels so lewd.
Heās giddy at this notion, feels like heās the luckiest guy on earth and not for the first time that day. To have you like this again is more than he could ever ask for, and he barely has his pants down his hips before heās pressing into you again.
The entrance startles you but you have no need to adjust. Though not completely prepared since your last scandalous endeavor, your nerves overcome the need for sufficiency and you buck back into him for purchase.
His cheeky smile is telling of his fervor and he wastes no time, thrusting into you fast and hard from the start to reach the pinnacle heās desperate for.
Shit, you think, shit shit shit. After the earlier humiliation, you thought you would have learned better. Heās taking you over an old crate by the side of a tea shop, and this cover is even less effective than the previous alley. You even think attention is bound to be drawn to the two of you with the way the crate knocks against the side of the shop. Your eyes flicker to each side of the visible street. Thereās a book shop directly in front of you, yards away, but it seems relatively empty and you decide to fix your eyes on the ground to save yourself the hysteria.
Naruto keeps his eyes shut tight, too lost in the pleasure to care about his surroundings, hoping youāve taken up that task. Itās by coincidence Kiba comes across what heās searching for. He only meant to catch up to Naruto, ask him just how he convinced you to go along with what you did, maybe tease him a little, but he didnāt expect to find this.
Luckily his reflexes are sharper than before, calloused by his previous reaction, and he steps back to the cover of the wall, peeking over to see if what heās seeing is real. Does Naruto never learn?
Sakura, assumingly for the sake of her teammate, had made Kiba and Ino promise not to gossip about the incident. But now, how could he not? He wouldnāt be going back on his promise, this was after all, a separate incident.
Kakashi has always tried to ignore the trivialities of Konoha life, especially when it came to his students. Heās not surprised to see Kiba causing a fuss among the graduates, but what draws him in is the excited intent in his voice and the eagerness in his step.
He tries to convince himself not to let the concern get to him, but it does. When he follows Kiba and his posse, consisting of Sakura, Tenten, and Team 10, he ponders the situation. Itās Shikamaruās presence that arouses Kakashiās curiosity. The Nara boy is not one easily stirred, which begs the question of what exactly is so imperative.
When he arrives at the book shop, he doesnāt know what to think. Heās still retaining his obscurity behind the front door, and he wonders why the six of them seem to have no idea of the meaning behind covertness. Some of them are trying, at least, pretending to browse the books, peeking up through the window every so often. Itās Kiba and Choji who give it no thought; they stand right at the window and stare out.
Kakashi follows their eyes, across the street and down a shallow alley, right behind a box of crates. Seeing you and Naruto doesnāt impact him in a way that he knows it should. All thoughts cease momentarily, then when his mind can work again he only thinks, surprising, but not surprising.
Naruto thrusts up into you again with a little too much vigor and your chest skids harshly across the crate. It chafes your skin like something fierce but you hold back the need to cry out. Narutoās movements occupy your mind anyway, the pleasure defeats all other concerns.
Already experienced, you find itās easier to settle with the exposure. It gives you an odd sense of security, even though you know thatās probably not rational. If only you knew.
Kakashi canāt tear his eyes away for some reason. Heās not exactly deriving anything significant from this, just curiosity. Vulgar as it is, he considers it a natural thing. If it were up to him, maybe he wouldnāt have chosen such an open place, especially knowing there were more than a few eavesdroppers among the graduates.
His rationality kicks in and looks away. Repulsion picks at his brain but he puts it aside for now in favor of focusing on the students. By this point, most have given up their cover, no longer fluctuating between the books and Narutoās exhibition. Now they all stare, only fidgeting and averting their eyes when they notice one anotherās fixation. Good, Kakashi thinks. They should feel ashamed.
Not wasting time or feeling hesitant, he walks right into the shop, not surprised that he goes unnoticed until he speaks.
āSo,ā he begins, and everyone jumps, āwhatās everyone doing here all at once?ā
Heās surprised Kiba doesnāt fly out of his skin with the speed in which he whirls around. Every one else comes to attention, only Shikamaru catches his cool in a fraction of a second. But even then, he doesnāt know what to say.
Sakura opens her mouth but Kakashi speaks before she can process an excuse.
āI donāt think itās very proper of you all to be here spying like you are,ā he says. āIām sure you could be doing other things, no?ā
āSpying?ā Kiba blurts, feigning his best look of alarm. āNo, weāre justāā
āWhatever it is,ā Kakashi interrupts, āseeing as how no one here excels in confidentiality, I donāt think it would be a good idea to continue.ā
No one speaks, theyāre all burning with the embarrassment of being caughtāwhich they now realize is hypocritical given what theyāre doingāand donāt know what move to make.
Kiba seems like heās about to protest, but Shikamaru moves first, calmly walking past the group and out the door. āHow about everyone just pretend this never happened,ā he says on his way out.
It shocks everyone back to reality and they suddenly adhere to the wave of disgust and guilt. Sakura is the first to follow Shikamaru, ignoring the eyes of her sensei and practically dashing out once out of his range. Slowly, everyone else files out at once, a mutual consensus seemingly taking priority over their need to pry.
Kakashi glances over his shoulder to see a few of them, Kiba and Ino in particular, trying to steal one last peek at you and Naruto before they have to follow the majority.
Kakashi gives it another moment before heās sure the coast is clear. He wouldnāt want them to hold him to this endeavor, but even he admits this is too inviting to ignore.
He settles behind a shelf of scrolls, one hand in his pocket, nonchalant as ever. It takes a few moments of determination before he raises his eyes to the scene across the street.
Heās sure youāre satisfied, but it looks as if your movements are too harsh and too erratic, though by account of Narutoās thrusts. Heās thankful youāre clothed; heād feel a little too corrupt if he witnessed that. Itās enough heās come across his student and their lover like this, but to be purposely spying on them⦠He wonders if heās been reading too many of Jiraiya-samaās books.
He takes it more as a critique, like heās evaluating his studentās abilities. Actually, that makes it all the worse. That sounds gross. But thereās no other excuse he can conjure up.
Maybe he wants to know the way it works, how one is supposed to indulge in this kind of thing. Of course all the Icha Icha should have honed his tastes, made it apparent why he couldnāt look away from this.
The fact he sent the others away under the reprimanding of obscenity should ring the hypocritical bells in his head, but it doesnāt. He sees it as saving their innocence, assuming they had any left after this incident.
He sees Naruto drive into you particularly hard and the expression on your face is captivating. Itās so wanton and in turn, he feels ashamed. Youāve always been just an acquaintance of Kakashiās, maybe a little more on account of your relationship with Naruto. Heād never imagined that he would see you like this, the lines of your face etched into pleasurable turmoil and desperate need.
Itās a real shell-shock, he doesnāt know what to think or how to feel. All he can focus on is the way your body undulates with Narutoās motions, how concentrated the boy looks. Maybe he should have disappeared as soon as the others left. Maybe he should disappear now, but his feet are planted to the floor and he feels heād regret it if he did leave. He feels so awful, he always felt that Jiraiya-samaās voyeuristic endeavors were in poor taste, but now here he is.
Itās not that he derives pleasure from watching this, at least he thinks so. Itās just fascinating that Naruto would be so bold, that you would. He never knew you had it in you.
Narutoās pace loses precision and heās jerking into you now, fighting the last ends of his endurance so he can indulge his climax. Youāve already found your orgasm, limbs shaking and vision going white. It takes all your will to put down a necessary whimper, but Naruto isnāt so composed and he comes with a loud groan.
From his place in the shop, Kakashi swears he can hear it, but he pushes that thought away as you two simmer down from your climax. A sense of relief fills him thatās probably not as immense as what youāre feeling, but heās glad itās over so he can finally tear his eyes away.
He doesnāt want to sit around and watch the aftermath, he thinks heās seen enough and figures he shouldnāt be caught in the area should one of you happen to notice.
The feeling returns to his legs and heās finally able to drag himself out of the shop, conscience full of indecencies that heās sure heāll never eradicate.