Naruto Era

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The man tries so hard to keep quiet and still but Naruto makes him feel too good. He gets flustered just watching Naruto tease before he goes in, watching him through half lidded eyes as the blonde kisses and licks at his inner thighs, teasing the skin around pussy not covered by the soft red panties he’s wearing.

Then Naruto pulls them aside just enough so he can go to town. Drool and slick are dripping between Gaara’s cheeks and he feels wetter than he ever had been. Naruto is holding his legs down so he can’t fight or buck, he just has to lay there and let Naruto focus on his fun. And he doesn’t ever tire. He will go long after Gaara has cum, pulling orgasms from the man like it’s his job.

He finds himself acting like a pervert in his office, quietly pulling out his phone to pull up some pictures and stare. Sasuke has been gone for less than 48 hours and yet it might as well have been three years again. Naruto leans back in his chair as he watches Sasuke’s pretty bruised red lips wrap around his cock, sliding up and down the length with skill and ease. His eyes are so big and dark, staring up at the camera all glassy and wet, long lashes stuck together into little spikes that make it look like he’s wearing makeup. The audio isn’t playing but Naruto can hear the gurgle in Sasuke’s throat as he rests for a beat at the base, throat working around the heavy intrusion blocking his breathing. His cock twitches in his pants. He absentmindedly palms at it as he moves onto the next video.

Anyone could walk right in but that thought was quickly pushed to the back of his mind as he takes in the sight his phone provides; Sasuke’s cunt exposed completely and Naruto on top, pinning him to the bed as he fucks the man with hard and deliberate thrusts. Naruto chewed his lip, feeling a hot bead of precum quickly soak into his underwear. His cock slipped out of Sasuke, slick and dark red. For a second he can see the pink and glistening insides of Sasuke’s pussy, desperately clenching around nothing and begging for more. Sasuke’s hand reaches down to grab Naruto’s length, shakily grabbing it to line the head back up between his lips. Naruto sinks back into him like he never pulled out at all. Naruto can feel that wet heat gripping him so perfectly, the way it sucks on him like Sasuke is trying to milk his cock. Cum is leaking down over Sasuke’s ass hole in a thick and steady stream and Naruto lets out a sigh, now fully hard and dying to cum.

Guy - he’s for sure getting folded over. Guy is bending him in half and fucking his brains out. He’s so rough but gentle, firm is the best way to put it. He can test and push Kakashi’s limits without breaking him. Kakashi always walks away with some bruises and marks but he feels good, looser, more relaxed than ever.

Iruka - they’re grinding pussies. Neither are really topping, it’s more a constant switching of dominance. They’re both too switchy and verse (and have enough problems with each other) that neither wants to truly submit. But it makes for great humping and frotting sessions cuz either one can step up and do more if they feel the other is slacking

Obito - he’s getting ruined. Obliterated. Obito is rough in a way Guy can never be. He’s meaner, pushing Kakashi’s limits beyond what he thinks because he knows the man can and will take it. This lets Kakashi really slip into his submissive side, even if he’s still not going down without a fight. He’s crying and sore and covered in all sorts of marks and fluids but he doesn’t ever want to leave

Only cuz you said please 🥰

I think he would be so secretive and mildly ashamed of needing to jerk off. He would rationalise it as something normal and a thing everyone does but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t embarrass him to sink to such base instincts like horniness. Because of that I also think he doesn’t know what “jerking off” in the traditional sense is which has led him to humping his pillow every time.

He lays in bed and his mind wanders, drifts to maybe some muscular arms or an exceedingly tight bodysuit , and he can’t help but rock his hips against the pillow stuffed between his legs. It feels so good, his cock dragging against the fabric of his pants and the soft and plush pillow. It could almost be mistaken for a person if you really wanted to…not that Neji would!! He thinks about vague concepts, things to stimulate his mind but not anything to draw him to one person. That would be too perverted.

Neji gets himself too riled up to satisfy just by light grinding so he sits up. He’s hot all over, hair loose and falling over his shoulders as he hunches forward, straddling the pillow. He pants softly, trying to keep quiet. Neji would never live it down if he were caught or even suspected by his family of doing such a thing. He bites his lip as he thrusts his hips down, the obscene bulge pressing into the pillow. The sight alone makes his whole body shudder. Neji knows that sounds insane but to someone who’s been fucking his pillow for the past few months, it’s definitely crossed some wires in his brain. He has to lift one hand up to his mouth to stifle the moan that breaks through. He can feel how hot his face is against his fingertips. Despite his lingering fears of getting caught, Neji humps against the pillow faster. His soft underwear is only enhancing how good it feels. It’s soaking wet at the head of his cock and is making his toes curl as it drags back and forth.

Neji gives up trying to cover his mouth. He wants to grind faster and harder and it’s hard with one hand keeping him up so he chooses to fall. He presses his face into his covers, shoving his hands under the pillow to push it up against his crotch. Thankfully the thick duvet of his bed muffles the obscene moan that slips out. Neji’s eyes flutter closed as he loses himself to the pleasure. It makes his whole body tingle, especially his brain. He feels lighter and more relaxed than he’s ever been and it’s such a foreign feeling but so so so addicting.

His hips stutter as he cums, rabbit humping against the pillow while his hands push it harder against himself from underneath. He can feel warm drool leak from the corner of his mouth and stain his bed covers. Neji would feel embarrassed at the lewd mess he’s made but the lingering haze of please and lust fogging his brain made it hard to care. He lays there for a minute, absentmindedly bumping the pillow, shuddering as the overly sensitive head dragged back and forth through the warm sticky mess in his underwear

don’t get him wrong he’ll never tire of those videos but man he just misses Sasuke so much when he’s gone he just wishes he was in bed with him not even just for the sex but he misses getting to cuddle him and surround himself in his scent. he’s taken to hoarding Sasuke’s dirty laundry while he’s away so he can sniff it when the apartment stops smelling like him which is something he will never ever tell Sasuke.

Naruto is fine for the first like 48 hours. The videos are enough to keep him preoccupied in his downtime. He lays in his bed, his sad, cold, lonely little bed, and watches the screen inches from his face. He’s absolutely entranced by Sasuke’s soft expressions in the videos, the moans crackling through the speakers that he can hear in his head at almost crystal clear quality. He closes his eyes and remembers how good it felt, how warm Sasuke was, how his hand felt in his hair and his legs around his waist as he held him closer. Naruto finishes and falls asleep perfectly normally.

Then on day three he starts to get sullen. He’s tired, dragging his feet and spacing out. He’s not doing his missions nearly as enthusiastically or fast as before. He spends more and more time at home, which severely worried everyone around him. The place grows quiet and cold, barely a lingering trace of Sasuke’s energy in the rooms anymore even though it’s only been three days. Then Naruto turns his head and spots the hamper. It’s got a pile building up inside it, mostly Sasuke’s as Naruto chooses to leave his clothes scattered on the floor. All of Sasuke’s dark black clothes blurred into one another into this big vague lump that was distinctly not the usual brighter clothes of the blonde. Naruto pauses as he wonders if he’s really gonna do this…..fuck it. He’s desperate enough.

He reaches in and pulls out a shirt and instantly brings it to his face. It’s cold but still smells like him and Naruto’s shoulders instantly relax. It smells like petrichor and salt, like Naruto is standing at the edge of a cliff overlooking the sea he can also smell lingering traces of Sasuke’s deodorant in the pit of the shirt, clean and soap like. He huffs that shirt like it’s Sasuke himself, constantly shifting it around to get newer, fresher smells.

He reaches into the hamper again and pulls out some black briefs. For a half second he feels like a pervert before leaning in and pressing his nose to the fabric. It smells even stronger. He lets out an audible moan in the silent house and if anyone were around he knew he would never live it down. Naruto is hard and his heart aches at the same time. He tosses the clothes back in the hamper and picks up the whole thing, dragging it to his bed and dumping all its contents onto it. He flops down on top, burying his face into the clothes that landed on his pillow. He sleeps better than he ever has in the past few days.

Naruto spends those remaining days alternating between counting the seconds down and jerking off while nose deep in Sasuke’s clothes. It comforts him like nothing else. He rubs his face all over them until they start to smell like him instead. He’s chosen to slowly work his way down the line of clothes, sniffing them until he’s absorbed all trace of Sasuke and tossing them back into the hamper. He’s saving the man’s underwear for his quarter-daily jerk off sessions. He lays there in bed with Sasuke’s underwear on his face, nose buried into the crotch as he fucks his slicked up fist.

Playing behind his eyes is every POV he’s ever had of him fucking Sasuke; Sasuke bent over, on his knees with his nose in Naruto’s bush, facing him with one leg pressed to his chest while Naruto fucked him against the kitchen counter, his knees to his nose with one arm wrapped around them as Naruto folded him in half and fucked him like an animal. All the moans and whimpers and whines Sasuke lets out, noises only Naruto will ever hear, play in his head like a cacophony. He cums hard, groaning as one hand presses the fabric harder against his face like he wants it to be on Sasuke, like Sasuke will appear above him wearing them and Naruto can nuzzle his nose against his cock and get the scent straight from the source.

Sasuke sitting on Naruto’s chest fingering himself just where Naruto can see but can’t taste.

Naruto jerking off while Sasuke sits with his head on his chest and his hands cuffed behind his back. forced to watch but not allowed to touch.

Naruto with a cock cage. Sasuke’s been teasing him with light touches of his fingers. then he makes Naruto put on a strap so he can ride him, after he cums he rubs his wet pussy all over Naruto’s caged cock till he shoots.

I kinda did something like this forever ago (and @closetgakure did fanart of it waaaa) but oh yea babey, they just love to bully and tease each other >:3

Sasuke getting back at Naruto for the whole jerking off on his face thing by hovering inches over his face while he fingers that pussy open. Juices dripping onto his face, loud obnoxious lewd squelching as Sasuke pumps his fingers, spreading them so Naruto can see a real good look at his pink and pulsing insides. And he’s not being nice about it either. He’s loudly commenting how good it feels, oh how I wish I had something just a little bigger, moaning and whining and swaying his hips back and forth.

Naruto can’t focus on anything. His entire view is taken up by Sasuke’s pink holes, face sticky and drool is pouring from behind the gag stuffed in there. He knows his fangs are gonna leave dents. Maybe Sasuke uses a dildo gag so he can ride Naruto’s face literally. Fat tdick grinding against his nose every time he sinks down, wetness flowing in a river down Naruto’s neck as Sasuke starts rocking his hips faster. Naruto’s hands are fighting against the wire that’s keeping them pinned tightly at his sides. It’s the only thing that can restrain him. Every huff of breath he takes through his nose makes him dizzy, he can damn near taste him with how thick his scent is. All he can do is look up at him with big dark eyes and make muffled little groans that neither of them really understand.

Maybe when Gaara is at his lowest, Naruto asks if he wants to be together forever, it’s so easy, I’ll make you feel this good always. Gaara is out of his mind, he knows he shouldn’t but this raspy voice in his ear and the way his warm hand is trailing his fingers up and down his back is so gentle, so warm and comforting, how could he ever say no? Naruto fucks him, holding him close, kissing all over his face and despite the evil grin and sharp teeth, he’s thanking Gaara, whispering in his ear sweet and slow honey like words that melt Gaara’s brain even more.

They're in a church. At the podium. Cross ripped off the fancy piano behind them. Sasuke had used up all his magic from... from that marathon. And Gaara has discovered the weaker, but unlikely transfer of power from Sasuke's pet hell spawn dragging his in to participate.

The witch is in shackles. From an escape that was only successful from Hellish interference. And those shackles are being used to hold him in place, arms behind back, cross stabbed upside down behind him, as the witch is made to eat his demonic patron's ass while he fucks the Holy Man who's been corrupted.

Gaara is gripping tightly at the podium where he held his sermons, now being defiled with sweat and spit and cum. He's been marked by this demon. A ♡~swirly little heart~♡ just above his crotch that drives him mad... that does other things Gaara wouldn't admit he's been enjoying... He doesn't have to. The blonde haired devil can smell his desires for miles.

Sasuke, bound to the floor with a sacrilegious repurposed Holy symbol used as a simple post stump, just has his face shoved into Naruto's ass. Demon almost resting on his face while he fucks the priest. Gaara occasionally looks over their lover's shoulder to see the mess this demon has made of the witch. Neat hair messy from sweat. Perfect face slick with drool. The lustful and somehow, determined look in his eyes. The sight pulls knots at Gaara's insides. Much like how Naruto was grinding his hips.

The demonic guest notices Gaara staring and encourages him to help a witch out, guiding his delicate hands to messy black hair. Naruto pulls out of him, Gaara drops to his knees to clean hell spawn cock. Pulling Sasuke in and out of his patron's ass while the holy man performs oral.

He's actually trying to help Sasuke right now. Push. Pull. Occasionally taking some weight off his face so the witch could breathe. The village has gone mad with paranoia and faith alone isn't going to quell the masses. He's groping at the ass the witch is eating, choking on hot flesh that pulses against his tongue. And finding that... hands drifting lower...wander around his neck. Squeezing. Squeezing. Choked moan. The unbridled want to strangle this heretic for making him fall. For making him lust. For all the magical devil plagues that are raging outside this Holy site... He lets go. Holding him by the face, almost cradling the witch as this demon rocks his hips between them. As if they were sharing a desperate kiss, the witch and the exorcist hum in unison as if in prayer to this unholy demon of temptation.

( psst... Guess what the ♡~swirly little heart~♡ crotch symbol does.. it do two things at least. Enjoy!! )