#anko x reader

𓆃 It's a weird balance of effort, given that Genma and Anko aren't really ones to take themselves too seriously. It can make for a really weird friendship that's laid back and welcoming, but also absolutely infuriating.

𓆃 Compared to most of their peers who are dedicated to their shinobi work on another level, Anko and Genma have more of a realistic outlook on things.

𓆃 But overall, fitting in which shinobi that have different ambitions can come off more than a bit cliquey, but that doesn't mean much to either Anko or Genma so they're more than willing to spend casual time with you.

𓆃 Genma has never been one to overachieve, and Anko has been burned getting involved in Orochimaru's manipulation and doesn't like to stick her nose in bigger things.

𓆃 Ironically, Genma is also one to get the biggest promotions out of the three of you and the moment Anko smells trouble, she's setting off by herself to tackle it.

𓆃 They've achieved an almost god-like work-life balance, which means that you can spend meaningful time together as professionals, but also shed your jobs to just have fun at dinner together.

𓆃 Horrible influences who basically tell you to do whatever you want, and if the detriment isn't your death, it's fair game.

𓆃 Genma would tell you to stick it out for that piece of shit you met at the bar and completely love-bombed you and Anko would tell you to just murder him.

𓆃 But whether you over-do it trying to master some stupid, flashy move during training or you drank the most toxic combination of liquor known to man, Genma won't hesitate to scale a mountain with your passed-out dumbass—his words— on his shoulders; and you already know Anko is giving you every drinking and hangover tip known to man.

𓆃 In encouraging you to do everything, they'll be there for you for everything.

𓆃 Anko isn't afraid to tell you that your outfit is sexy and Genma will bring an extra lunch for you after you complain that about your failed meal-prep.

𓆃 Both of them are terrible at giving advice, though because Genma doesn't like to apply himself and Anko is just kinda stupid when it comes to interpersonal matters.

𓆃 And when Genma actually tries to give you real advice, he misses the point completely and only answers half your question or oversimplifies it.

𓆃 They're also petty bitches— Anko's words. While they can do confrontation, they don't take that as their first option.

𓆃 Ever year you'll have "your fight for the year" where it's very stressful, none of you are speaking, and everything is insanely passive aggressive.

𓆃 Anko will scream at you and Genma. Genma will tell you he couldn't care less about XYZ, and everyone will cry.

𓆃 But then you bounce back within a week, and you completely forget all of it ever happened. You exchange some simple apologies and eat food.

𓆃 Ride or die friends who are actually kind of insufferable.

Anko's ears twitched excitedly as she peered over her beer at you, hiding a cheshire grin as you bashfully admitted to the gaggle of giggling women with whom you were drinking that you had always wanted to try something fun involving bondage and blindfolds. She teased and goaded you into giving her more details throughout the course of the night while the two of you enjoyed a girl's night out with a few friends, and the lot of you shared hushed confessions of your dirtiest, secret kinks.

When the night of celebration and mayhem wound down, everyone trickled off and headed to their respective homes. You went back with Anko to her apartment and binge watched one of your shared guilty pleasures in your pajamas together with a bucket of popcorn before falling asleep in a tangle of limbs, snuggled in a pile on her couch like a pair of kittens.

You didn't think much of that conversation again until tonight, because tonight, you had made plans to go out again. However, Anko, with a devious little twinkle in her eye, suggested that the two of you should stay in for a little game night.

It began with Anko coaxing you into her bedroom with that devious smile plastered to her face, wrapping her fingers around your wrist and tugging you along with her to the foot of her bed where she kept her footlocker full of fun. Standing behind you with her arms coiled around your waist and nibbling at your neck, she finally broke the silence. "So, do you still wanna try that thing you brought up last time we were out with the girls?"

Your cheeks flushed as you bit back a little smile, a soft moan escaping from the gap. Anko had a way with setting the mood like this, turning up the heat in your core with little more than a few sultry whispers. "Mmm, which thing?" You inquired coyly.

A sly little chuckle rolled from her throat as her hands wandered up under the hem of your shirt. "Mmm, the thing involving me blindfolding you and tying you up," she replied cheekily, nipping your earlobe as her hands slid under your bra and gave your nipples a playful pinch.

Gasping, you giggled and wiggled your hips against her. "Wouldn't that involve having to go shopping? You don't just keep rope and whatnot lying around or anything, do you?" The question was meant as a playful one. Little did you know, the answer to that was 'oh yes, and much, much more.'

That was how you found yourself in this exciting predicament. A soft wrap of thick, black cloth obscured your vision, and you currently dangled from the ceiling like a rope-wrapped work of art. Your ankles were fixed to a bar that kept your legs spread. Intricate knotwork decorated your torso, constricting your breathing in a surprisingly sensual manner. You adored how the rope felt against your skin. Anko took such care with each knot as she clothed you in lengths of delicately dyed cotton and held you so closely as she adjusted each loop, it was like it's own sensual kind of foreplay. You sank into a surprisingly happy headspace as she fixed the final knot and looped the slack in its length through the ceiling hook.

While you hadn't been dating long, you knew that Anko was kinky. You just didn't know how kinky. This was all exquisitely exciting, leaving you shifting giddily with anticipation in your binds. Without your sense of sight, every sound echoing through the quiet apartment mattered. It was absolutely exhilarating.

The cheerful humming ringing in your ears as Anko circled you now was surprisingly menacing. With a nervous wiggle of your naked hips, you bit your lip, inhaling sharply as a soft touch ghosted one of your nipples, leaving the little bud hardened and standing at attention. You tried to follow the quiet taps of her footsteps as she moved about, but tracking a talented shinobi like Anko by sound was nigh impossible.

You jumped and your breath caught in your throat when you suddenly felt the warmth of her body pressed against your back and the sensation of a hand moved up the center of your chest, navigating the landscape of knots and ropes entrapping your torso. A soft breath in your ear sent delightful shivers up your spine. "You look so damn good in rope," she purred, walking her fingertips lightly across your skin.

Giggling and arching into her feather light touches, you teased her playfully. "You're like a wizard with this stuff. A sexy wizard with really nice tits." Your little remark was met with her warm palms cupping your breasts and giving them a light squeeze, rolling your nipples between her fingers. A gleeful little moan left your parted lips as you tilted your head back into her. Anko truly had magical hands. Heat pooled between your legs as thoughts of her drifted through your mind while she played with your little buds. When the sensation abruptly faded, you whimpered needily.

Anko bit her lip at the delicious sight of you, all tied up with nowhere to run. She had really outdone herself this time. The winding ropes and knots decorating your body formed symmetrical patterns that were just as pleasing to the eyes as they were to the body wearing them. Circling you again and leaving you blindly craving her contact for a few moments before softly trailing her fingertips up your inner thigh, she ever so lightly swiped her fingers through your folds. "Mmm, you bad little girl. I've hardly touched you yet and look at how wet you are." Her body pressed against yours again, leaving you gasping into the mouth that was just out of reach. You didn't need to see to know there was a mischievous smirk plastered across her face. Anko always looked like she was up to no good, and that couldn't be more true right now. Her tongue darted across your lower lip before catching it between her teeth as she gave your clit some much needed attention.

"Anko," you whined under a little giggle, rolling your hips into her touch. "You're always such a tease."

The devious laughter that fanned across your ear sent shivers up your spine as she slipped two fingers into your throbbing core, toying with you as you gasped and tried feebly to gain some friction against her palm. She worked them masterfully, playing against your g-spot as she gave your clit just enough attention to leave you whining and grinding your teeth. The white hot light of an impending orgasm began to build rapidly. That wide, wicked smile curled across her lips as she listened to you moan and felt you tightening around her fingers before casually withdrawing them and flicking her tongue along your cheek. "I know."

A defeated sound of protest squeaked out of your mouth when she just left you hanging on the brink of release. The spreader bar between your ankles kept you from generating any of your own friction, leaving you pouting with an unattended knot of heat still coiled in your belly. "Ankooo-"

Anko grinned triumphantly before capturing your lips in a hungry kiss, catching one of yours between her teeth again while leaving little flutters of touch everywhere but where you needed it most. "Aww, what's the matter? You weren't about to cum, were ya?" She taunted, her hand wandering down to your inner thighs, brushing against your soaked pussy.

"Please, Anko?" You breathed lustfully as her other hand played and pinched at one of your nipples and her tongue flicked across the other. You ached and throbbed. Every teasing touch tightened that needy heat.

"Mmm, how many?" She murmured mischievously in your ear, slowly dragging her fingers back and forth across your throbbing clit while continuing to knead and play with the nipple caught between her nimble fingers.

Teetering so precariously on the edge, logic and reason had completely fallen out of your brain. All of the intermittent input from those delightfully skilled fingers of hers was ruining your ability to reason. You mewled, trying to arch into her hand for more pressure, but she just chuckled lowly as she denied you and waited to hear an answer. "I don't care, just please--" You threw your head back with a pitiful plea.

"Ask, and you shall receive," Anko grinned wickedly, now giving you the friction and pressure you so desperately wanted while eyeing the pile of goodies she had in store for you after successfully goading you into saying exactly that. She had won. You moaned happily as she coaxed the first one out of you, rubbing circles around your clit just the way you liked it and filling you with her fingers. "Mmm, you're so damn hot when you moan for me like that." She left trails of bites and open mouth kisses along your body, pausing to lick and nibble at your nipples as you clenched around her, giggling almost maniacally as she caught one between her teeth.

Sweating and breathing heavily from that delightful release, you arched into her touch, humming quietly and chewing your lip. "Fuck, this is fun," you breathed. The firm circles she drew continued, eliciting a throaty moan as you squirmed under her ministrations.

Anko almost wished that you could see the perverted smirk possessing her face as she leaned in to kiss you and ran her hands firmly over your knotted body, only momentarily giving your dripping pussy a break. "Oh, sweetie, I'm just getting started," she whispered threateningly, that smirk widening as you squeaked nervously. She chuckled darkly in your ear as she stepped away from you and loudly rummaged through the toys she had at her disposal. "Let's see… what do I want to use on you first..." That mischievous grin never left her lips as her palms closed around two particular objects, bringing them over to you. Your nervous, excited breathing made Anko hum and clench her thighs for a moment. Fuck, you were hot like this, all eager and dripping for her to touch you more. She could feel her own panties soaking just at the sight of you.

"Anko… what did you just pick up?" You inquired through a bit lip.

"Oh, just a few toys we've played with before," she mused with that cheshire smirk, trailing the familiar silicone tip of one she knew you loved down your midline to your navel.

"Oh, gods," you whined, now realizing what she was holding as the sensation of it slowly drifted downwards, dragging across your throbbing clit before Anko slowly began teasing your aching hole with it. This was hands down one of your favorites. It stretched you open and pressed on your g-spot in the most delicious way. "How is that going to stay in place?" You gasped as she slowly began working it into you with teasing thrusts.

"I told you this one came with a harness," Anko grinned widely, enjoying your whimpers and squirms as she slowly pushed it into you, occasionally giving your clit playful licks as she fastened the aforementioned device around your legs to keep the toy in place once it was fully seated.

You moaned loudly. Just the stretch of that thing was amazing, let alone what it did when she turned it on. You bucked your hips forward again, feeling the almost painful tease of her tongue lapping at your puffy clit. After adjusting to how full you felt, another question hummed in your head. "Wait… you said toys, as in plural," you squeaked.

Your question was met with more of Anko's devious laughter. "I know." She planned to make you forget your own name by the time she was through with you. With another chuckle, she dragged the next one across your chest, trailing it over your nipples as it hummed softly, leaving you gasping.

Not being able able see what she was doing was the most blissful form of torture. A whimper rattled in your throat as you swallowed hard and dropped your head back. "I-is that the plug?"

"Mmm, of course it is, sweetie," she purred. "You told me how much you liked being completely stuffed, remember?" She smirked tauntingly. All you could do was squeak in response. In truth, you did love that vibrating plug. It was just one of the little kinks you harbored with a bit of embarrassment. Anko, who was never one to be shy about any kink, happily explored that one with you not long ago and eased you into it. "Relax, baby. You know how this one works," she murmured while coating it with a generous quantity of lube and slowly teasing your puckered little hole with the tip. Your cheeks flushed and you gasped out a pathetic little moan of pleasure. Anko caressed your clit with one hand while slowly working the plug into you with the other, sliding it in and backing off if it seemed like it was too much as you slowly got used to it. You whined softly once it was fully in, and Anko gave your clit a few more rewarding rubs. "That's my girl."

"Fuck," you whispered through gaspy breaths, savoring the feeling of complete fullness from having both holes throbbing and stuffed. It was deliciously intense and distracted you from Anko's next move. "Oh gods, the wand too?" You mewled, upon hearing it buzz in her hand when she turned it on.

"Mm hmm," Anko mused, brushing it down across your body. You felt a length of rope lick your ankle as she unfurled a bit.

"Aaaankoooo, why do you need more rope?" You asked in a breathy moan, the pitch of your voice climbing, struggling to focus with all of the stimulation. Your holes fluttered in anticipation.

Your query was just met with more of that twisted giggling. "Well, I'm still gonna need my hands, so I have to tie this to you," she stated plainly while seating the humming head of it against your pulsing clit and deftly securing the body to your leg.

"Fuuuuuck, you're eeeeviiiiil," you whimpered as your legs began to shake. The vibrations traveling into your swollen clit caused you to tense tightly around the massive toy lodged in your pussy against your g-spot and the plug buried securely in your ass. The sheer magnitude of the compounding sensations left you trembling.

"Aww, poor baby," she taunted with a sly smirk while brushing her fingers against your thighs until she reached the wheel on the vibrator and turned it up a few clicks. The escalating ferocity of the sounds of your panting was music to her ears. She stood in front of you, swallowing your moans in hungry kisses while enjoying a little second hand stimulation from the vibrator that was firmly nestled against your clit. As she felt you nearing another orgasm, she walked behind you, taking both of your nipples between her fingers and pinched hard, relishing your cry as you gushed all over her floor. Your body trembled wildly, unable to produce actual words that weren't just banshee songs. Your legs shook and were hardly able to keep you upright. Your head was swimming as you gasped for air. Your walls clenched feverishly around the objects filling you as she massaged your breasts after she was done torturing them, giving you a splash of relief as she kissed her way up your neck.

Every nerve in your body was set ablaze. The heat between your legs had roared into an inferno as the tightness in your belly only seemed to grow stronger and stronger every time you fell off of that blissful cliff and your overstuffed holes spasmed and fluttered out of control. Your hips bucked reflexively against the vibrating, silicone head that was currently the center of your universe, mewling loudly as Anko laughed menacingly in your ear.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I have to run to the store real quick for some snacks for later. I'll be back in a few. Don't go anywhere, kay?" Anko chirped cheerfully over your pathetic wails. "I'm gonna need you to keep it down though so that no one walks in and finds you like this," she grinned wickedly while popping a gag into your mouth and buckling it behind your head.

You moaned around it hoarsely, drool dripping down your chin and legs trembling violently as another orgasm ripped through your body. You could hardly hear anything over the hum of the vibrator strapped to your pussy and your own screaming. Muffled protests bubbled behind the gag that were soon lost as you cried pitifully when Anko cranked up the intensity on the vibrator to its highest setting. She wouldn't, would she?

"I won't be gone long," she smirked, leaving a playful kiss on your cheek before walking away to the kitchen, opening and closing the door.

Your pleasure-drunk wails intensified as the massive toy inside of you hummed to life and began actively massaging your g-spot. You went weak in the knees, throwing your head back with a muffled, shrieking cry as the knot of heat in your belly broke again and you gushed all over the floor for the second time. Due to the volume of the sound inside of your head, you never heard Anko walk back into the room. She seated herself languidly with a smug smirk as she admired the absolute wreck she had made of you as you dangled only a few feet away - sobbing, drooling, and orgasming uncontrollably. You twisted and squirmed against the silicone head of the vibrator strapped to your throbbing, overstimulated clit as you groaned pathetically, unable to hold back and soaking your legs again.

The sounds of your moans and quivering cries of ecstasy left her biting her lip and sliding a hand down her own pants, working deft fingers through her positively slick folds, just drinking the delicious sight of you. She wasn't going to leave you like that for too long, but she was definitely going to enjoy herself for the time being.

💕Why you would choose these two to live with is beyond me. Well, you can’t say that you didn’t choose lively roommates

💕Anko is messy and there’s no two ways about it. Her stuff will be scattered around your shared home and oftentimes, her way of “cleaning” is gathering her things into piles

💕Clothes clothes clothes clothes EVERYWHERE. She’ll come out of her room just to throw on a pair of sweatpants that have been hanging over the back of the living room couch for the past week

💕Queen of leaving the dishes to “soak”

💕Genma is actually much cleaner than you expected. His space is typically pretty neat with a few pieces of simple decor that he probably picked up from one previous partner or another

💕Has the weirdest sleep schedule in the world. It’s unlikely that you’ll see him during the day, so the first time you see him on any given day will probably be when he comes in from work at night

💕If you find yourself waking up in the middle of the night, you might find him cooking a midnight snack in the kitchen. He’ll share which leads to deep kitchen talks that span a few hours and mess up both your sleep schedules

💕He’s capable of making really good food. At the most random times he’ll make something amazing, but instant, cheap meals are his go-to

💕You’ll see Anko the least, but sometimes you’ll all end up having these impromptu roommate meetings (usually again in the kitchen)

💕Between Genma’s after work meals and Anko’s general antics, you’ll all need a night a week to rant about everything going on in your lives

💕Both know how to party and will go out often. Have fun taking care of Anko them while they’re drunk

💕Genma almost exclusively drinks out of those soup to-go containers from restaurants. You saw Anko eat off of a frisbee once

Anko Headcanons

First of all, and maybe it's just me projecting, buuut Anko gives off serious bi-vibes. I love this woman, and I'm fairly certain I dated her at some point in college.

Anko is a massive tease. Her favorite game is pushing you right to the brink of an orgasm and leaving you hanging there as though she forgot if she left the oven on and had to go check it.

She also has a thing for playing mind games with you while she has you in precarious positions. She may lead you to believe you'll be left hanging up naked like a jute-wrapped sculpture while she has company over.

And did I mention she sometimes has a little teasing mean streak? "Aww, what's the matter? You aren't gonna cry on me, are ya?"

Anko definitely has a thing for rope. She loves decorating you in intricate knotwork and leaving you hanging on display for her to admire while she torments the hell out of you with a vibrator.

And speaking of which, you know this woman has a toy box the size of a storage trunk big enough to stash several bodies in. If a toy exists, guaranteed this girl has it.

She'll take you out on dates with something fun tucked away in your underwear and the remote in her pocket. This woman is cheeky and devious. You'll be trying to have a conversation and turning all manner of colors as you struggle to keep a straight face while she casually wiggles the settings with a sideways grin and a toothpick dangling from her lips.

While she has you knotted up, dangling from the hook in her ceiling that she totally told you was for plants, she'll stuff you with toys and tie them in place while she hums and digs through her box for the next thing she's going to use to torture you. Overstimulation is on her top ten list of fun things to do to you.

If you're game, knife play is certainly on the table. Like her tonguey sensei, Anko has a thing for licking blades. And then licking you. And then tracing that blade all over the most sensitive parts of your body while, oops, she turns that vibrator crammed into your pussy onto its highest setting. "Better hold still, or I might cut your pretty skin." All the while, she might tease and goad you.

She may also have a little sensei kink going on and enjoys a little bit of role play now and again.

She seems like the type to have a strap on or two stashed away in her Mary Poppins-esque trunk of treasures and may use one to fuck you after she's reduced you to a drooling, incoherent mess.

She loves when you eat her out, especially if she can continue making you scream with whatever electronic delight she still has you strapped into.

As for aftercare, our girl is definitely a snuggler. She'll get you all wrapped up in a blanket and let you bury your face in her glorious tits while you come down from outer space. Snacks? Check. Favorite TV show on? Check. She'll lounge around with you with your head in her lap while she plays with your hair and rubs your back, probably asking you cheekily if you want to take a bubble bath with her to relax.

Just kidding, bubble baths almost always devolve into more sexy time. You know it, she knows it, and you love it.

Anko probably sleeps like a starfish and is happy to have you snuggle up on her any time, though she'll probably cup one of your butt cheeks in her sleep.