Can you do a scenario for tobirama senju? His team asks him about asana, his reaction? Thank you I love fioe
The relationship between Tobirama and Asana was no secret to the village. The seeds of their union were planted long before either of them even comprehended the idea of marrying one another. But those closest to them knew their ideals and personalities were a match the universe had planned.
Lying in bed, feeling the mattress dip and stir, Tobirama cracks open an eye. He finds Asana sitting upright, furiously reading a scroll. It has only been a few hours since they fell asleep and it is barely dawn now.
In the soft light Tobirama stares at Asana’s back, arched forward and bare. He observes the bumps and shadows down her spine. The way her sides dip in at the waist then out again at the hips.
His hand reaches out and strokes it before he comprehends what he is doing.
‘You should rest a little more.’
Her voice is alert and clear. It tells him that she knew he was staring all that time. She always knows.
Tobirama sits up carefully and rubs his temple in an attempt to wash away the grogginess of the morning. Neither of them slept much these days. They were spreading themselves thin. But it’s nothing new.
His forehead comes to rest on her shoulder. He hums and sighs. Then his lips press down on the soft skin of her back. They linger there a moment before he presses more kiss down her back.
A sigh leaves her lips.
‘You may have a little time to spare,’ she says, lightly, ‘but we don’t have time for that. You have a team to train.’
Tobirama pauses.
‘They can wait.’
He presses another kiss to the nape of her neck.
‘Not very instructive of you, being late.’ She smirks and turns her head toward him. ‘I thought you would practice what you preached.’
Tobirama leans forward and captures her lips with his. The kiss is slow and drawn out. He doesn’t want to leave this bed.
‘I am the exception to my own rule.’ He murmurs.
‘Who are you and what have you done with Tobirama Senju?’
Tobirama relents with a sigh and allows himself one more kiss before he gets out of bed. He curses himself for setting such an early training time. But his lust filled mind sobers up once he dresses and eats.
The truth is Tobirama is indeed a firm believer in leading by example.
The other truth is Tobirama would bend any belief he has for one woman. He is just lucky she would never have him do so for her own benefit.
Asana sees him off at the door. She presses a deep, longing kiss to his lips, one that assures he will hurry back before she leaves for the hospital. Then she sneaks down to his neck and bites down before she sucks the skin between her lips.
A mark to assure he knows what he is coming back for.
Tobirama has to pull himself away before she can tease him further. He bids his farewell and heads to his team.
It’s hard to keep the smile off his lips when he reaches his team. Even more so when they disappear into the forest to do their training. As he waits he can’t get the image of Asana out of his mind.
The way her skin seems to glow in the light like beacon, beckoning him toward her. He groans at this thought. Why did he have to fall for someone so intoxicating? And why did she have to keep him sane and drive him mad all at once?
The cool air blows around him. Then sun begins to rise. It’s not long before his team returns from their warm up drills.
‘Is Asana at the hospital today?’ One of them ask.
Tobirama’s expression changes immediately, revealing a frown.
‘What concern is it of yours?’ He asks.
‘Because we want to know what Sensei’s wife is like!’
‘Yeah how come you never tell us about her!’
Tobirama grits his teeth.
‘Enough.’
‘Hey sensei what’s that on your neck?’
This is the moment Tobirama’s heart stops. It’s like cold water had been splashed over him.
Damn that woman.
