Danzo: (Chilling on the couch with television while Migraine!Kagami sleeps)
Kagami appears from the bedroom. He speaks with a voice as broken as his hurting brain. It's a pathetic plea. 𼺠"You don't have to sit in the dark for me...?"
Danzo caught with his mouth full of snack, a glass in his hand. He notices that the sun went down but prefered to turn in the small cozy lamp by his foot rather than the overhead tasklight. Screen full of "cop slop" arrest videos where misbehaving assholes get karma. O_O
Kagami: đĽşđĽşđĽş (falcon dives on the couch for a cuddle).
Danzo: "Ehhh?" (Pat pat on Kagami's shoulders.) "I am. Completely. Zen.
Kagami: (defeated hum, his face is hidden)
Danzo: (Softer smile) "How about you go back to bed? This pose strains your neck."
Kagami: "Ok. 𼺠But how about you? đĽş"
Danzo, thinking, Clearly Kagani has zero percent self-interest in self-preservation. Only thinking about me and my wellbeing.
Danzo: "I'll join you in bed for a hug. First, I'm going to tidy things up, here."
Kagami: (defeated return to the bedroom)
Danzo:
Too cute! Too vulnerable! Too sweet! Too pathetic! Must protect at all costs!!! Protecc!!!!
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N S F W, DanzĹ/Kagami. vaguely somnophilia-flavored maybe? lightly cursed; mostly just EMBARASSING
Theyâre all camping on a mission or something and DanzĹâs sleep-migrating like he does and ends up right next to Kagami... Kagamiâs a light sleeper so he wakes up right away.
DanzĹâs clearly having some sort of dream. Shifting around. Makin little sounds. Ok cool whatever. But then he rolls over and kinda. Starts grinding on Kagamiâs leg. DanzĹâs still totally asleep but heâs got his head on Kagamiâs shoulder and his leg over Kagamiâs and is just. Kinda whimpering while he rubs on him.Â
Meanwhile Kagamiâs just laying there, watching(/listening/feeling) with creepy amusement â one part voyeuristic arousal, one part sadistic anticipation of the teasing potential â letting his sleeping teammate frot against his thigh. Kagamiâs loving this, honestly. Maybe kinda shifts his leg closer to give him better access. What a good friend. DanzĹâs moaning in his ear while he just goes at it.
DanzĹâs soul probably leaves his body when he wakes up moaning, about 3 min from cumming, with Kagamiâs smug sharingan half a foot away from his face asking âYou want a hand with that?â but fortunately Kagami accepts his choked groan as an affirmative and doesnât press for a more coherent answer before flipping him around, covering his mouth with one hand and jerking him off with the other.
Up to you whether Kagami finishes between DanzĹâs thighs or DanzĹ has to return the favor with his mouth Â
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Warnings: Mental manipulation via Sharingan, mildly dark, if this kind of theme bothers you this may not be the fic for you ;)
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Someone ought to love me best.
His thoughts run rampant as he lies awake, watching his best friend sleep in the predawn light. Kagami is everything to everyone - dependable, reliable, useful. He gives and he gives, trying to be the constant exception to the rule, to override the reputation his blood has stamped across his path. It manifests in loyalty, sunny kindness. It brings him the trust of his sensei. Respect, regard.
But never love. Not in the way that matters.
Such a luxury has never been his to share, not even with the one person among all who might be prevailed upon to regard him as precious. Danzoâs attentions have always been elsewhere, even if he finds comfort in Kagamiâs bed. For every moment theyâve spent entwined beneath these sheets, Kagami has known that his best friendâs mind and heart have never truly been with him. His body was enough. Or so he would tell himself.
Itâs what he thought yet again when Danzo knocked on his window in the still of the night, and again when he gave himself over to the temptation of hot skin and pleasure too tempting to deny. As Danzo sleeps the untroubled sleep of the seemingly righteous, his comely face soft in the morning light, Kagamiâs blood boils. The bitterness stings his throat - burning low, like banked coals deep within. Like a failed katon jutsu fizzling out behind his tongue. Something in his chest gives way to pain.
I shouldnât be a substitute.
Sunlight slants more brightly through the window blinds as Kagami runs a hand over sun-kissed skin, edging closer to leave the imprint of soft lips against the cruel edge of Danzoâs jaw. His breathing stutters slightly, and he stirs, eyes still closed. An otherwise somber mouth curves into a wry smile as Kagami shifts to rest astride him.
âKaga-- what are you doing?â
âShh⌠we donât have to train today.â Kagami leans in, pinning Danzo with his weight as he drops a rain of kisses upon his cheek, his neck. âWhy not enjoy the morning for once?â
Beneath him, a part of his dear friend is already very much enjoying the morning, and without any clothing to separate them, it takes almost nothing to seize that small flicker of heat and stir it into conflagration. Kagami has always had great skill with fire, after all.
Amber eyes slit open to regard him with slowly ascending hunger, and Danzoâs hands tighten on his hips. It feels good, it always feels good when Danzo wants him like this - sees him - but he is certain that when the rush is at its height, and the crescendo plummets to its end, Kagami will not be the one he longs for.
Maybe once Danzo wasnât who he wanted either, but it doesnât matter, does it? They promised to be there for one another. Theirs is an unbreakable bond. Danzo knows it, he just needs further encouragement.
With utmost care, Kagami adores every inch of bare skin, reveling in the joyous reactions. Swiftly indrawn gasps, groans, gooseflesh from the purpling marks he can draw up with his mouth and tongue - itâs all a magnificent spectacle coming from a man who prides himself on self control.
Danzoâs hands are calloused from swordplay, and rough against his skin, and it feels incredible. The marks left behind always make him feel owned, and when Danzo rolls them over and presses inside him, it feels like the beginnings of victory, albeit incomplete. Chakra floods his eyes with bracing pain, and Kagami makes no attempt to stop it. His Sharingan sometimes manifests at the height of passion, Danzoâs seen it before.
Heâll never know what Kagami means to do, not until heâs caught. The trust between them is absolute, after all. And for a few moments, their joining feels like love.
âDan-kunâŚâ he moans, cupping Danzoâs cheeks and looking into those pretty eyes, expressive enough to belie the stern demeanor his best friend always shows the world.
Always beautiful and unappreciated. That wonât be the case any longer.
âWhat is it, Mi-chan?â Danzoâs voice is rough, his movements beginning to falter. Kagamiâs voice has always had a certain effect on him.
âYou promised youâd do anything for me once, remember?â he sighs, rocking up to meet him until his toes curl and his nails dig into muscular shoulders.
Danzo grits his teeth against his own impulses. âYes.â
A promise is a promise.
âThen be mine.â The tomoe pattern in his eyes shifts beneath the lazy flutter of dark lashes. âLove me like you love the village.â
No answer comes in the form of words, because the kiss that follows steals Kagamiâs breath and tips him halfway into the freefall of pleasure. It feels unending, and once is not enough, not by any means. Kagami is half delirious by the time they are through, and the afterglow feels like a window into the Pure Lands; a reality of warm softness, edged in laughter.Â
Certainly the affection in Danzoâs eyes was really there all along, he just helped it bloom.
There canât be true harm in merely coaxing a spark to flame, can there?
one time my friend was sitting down and his friend leaned down to tell him something and he turned like he was going to kiss her and she said âyou donât whisper secrets into someoneâs mouthâ and he was absolutely mortified, and iâm like positive that happened with DanzĹ and Kagami
iâm just loving this AU because fucked up shit is My Jam and honestly âcanonâ (aka most commonly used headcanon) kagadanz is already messy and complicated and sometimes unhealthy, but overall? theyâre a genuinely caring and relatively stable relationship. and with the AU, Then Thereâs These AssholesÂ
Danzo is silent for a moment. Then he uncovers Kagamiâs eyes, and Kagami blinks up at him, confused enough to not reignite his sharingan. Danzo looks down at him coolly, unafraid. âYouâre threatening me because you feel like you should,â he says. âYouâre afraid. Fine. Rest assured I need you almost as much as you need me. You think the clan would ever accept a half-breed spy as their leader? I need someone who is worthy in their eyes. However,â and he leans forward a little, increasing the pressure just enough to make Kagamiâs breath come hard, âwithout me, you would have lived and died in your fatherâs power. Remember that. I can always start looking for someone to challenge you.â
Kagami sucks in a difficult breath. âSo now I live and die in your power?â
Danzo tilts his head to the side, smiles just a little. âIsnât that preferable?â
Preferable, Kagami thinks, but not quite accurate. Thereâs something youâre not saying. And another part of him thinks, this is your one chance. Heâs underestimating you, you can kill him now.
And before he can decide whether Danzoâs wrong or completely right about what heâs capable of doing, Danzoâs eyes go dark. He shifts his hands, puts one on Kagamiâs throat and balances himself with the other against the ground as he leans down until their faces are not an inch apart.
He says, âIâd prefer not to replace you.â
Kagami can practically hear every ancestor of his bloodline cursing his name as he closes his eyes and parts his lips, and moans softly when Danzo kisses him.
