I'd love to read some Karin x Kisame. To find out what she, as a sensory nin, thinks of his immense amount o chakra / samehada and maybe some biting kink to help him heal? :3
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It took her way too long to find him in the cave where he’dhidden himself away. Considering how much chakra he had one would think Kisamewould register on her senses as a walking beacon – and he did! – but theproblem was that if he wasn’t being careful about reining himself in then heshowed up too bright. Sometimes trying to figure out exactly where he was couldbe compared to finding a single drop of water in a pond. He was here, she couldtell that much, but the feeling of his chakra signature spilled over so muchshe couldn’t say exactly where.
The fact that he’d gone to ground in a system of twistingunderground caverns certainly wasn’t helping. Every time Karin thought shemight have found him she found a dead end instead. By the time she finallyspotted a dim light up ahead she was gnashing her teeth with frustration andonly moments away from launching several golden chains out of her back to tearthis whole system down. He couldn’t hide if there were no caves left to hidein.
Kisame grinned at her as she drew close but the expressionwas weak, a little pitiful. He tried to grin a little wider when she scoffed tohide the worry that immediately filled her chest. Even in such low light it washard to miss the sight so much blood.
“Some of it’s not mine,” he grunted.
“That isn’t very reassuring.” Karin lowered herself to inspectthe wounds for debris. Healing him was all well and good but she didn’t want toaccidentally heal some foreign object inside his body like a broke knife tip oranything.
“You found me pretty fast. Sorry I couldn’t keep a betterlid on my chakra.”
He even managed to sound a little sorry, which mollified hera bit. She knew he did try to keep himself under tight control, always worriedabout hurting her, and the novelty of having someone actually care about hercomfort level was still enough to soothe any annoyance she might have felt overthese small incidents when he couldn’t help it.
“If you don’t have anything useful to say,” she tuttedinstead of the scolding she had planned all the way here, “then you might aswell put your mouth to better use. Not like that! Ugh!” Karin shoved one of herarms in front of his face and hoped he would just let her deep blush slide foronce. In a way she got her wish. Unfortunately for her Kisame wasn’t the typeto let her get away without at least a little teasing.
“You know you like this part,” he said.
Then without waiting for a response he sank his teeth in toher arm and began to gently suckle her chakra, groaning deep in his throat withrelief as the wounds on his body all began to seal themselves shut. Karin didher best to ignore him. A hard task when he was right about one thing: she didenjoy this part. There was a wide difference between having her body farmed forchakra against her will and the act of willingly allowing someone she trustedto take only what was necessary. Kisame’s own chakra stores were incredible,comparable to the tailed beasts themselves, it would have been all too easy forhim to drain her entirely.
Yet in this too he was always so careful with her. Not oncein all the times she had offered her healing had he taken more than wasstrictly necessary to stitch his wounds closed. The moment he was out of dangerhe retracted his shark-like teeth and licked the wounds his healing had left inher arm, an apology more than anything else. He knew very well the holes woulddisappear in less than an hour.
“Enjoy yourself?” he asked knowingly. Karin swatted himupside the head.
“You worried me, you jerk!” Better to deflect than tosatisfy him with the answers he already knew.
As long as it was him she would always enjoy it. Knowingthat she could pour a small bit of herself inside of her partner to keep himsafe, there was nothing she would ever enjoy more.
