#sakura x reader

sakura haruka (wc: 0.8k)

⸻ oral (m receiving), hair pulling, cum swallowing, unprotected sex

“don’t-” sakura grunted, hips jolting up as you took him deeper into your mouth. he reached down blindly, hands finding your hair and tugging hard in an attempt to pull you off him.

you moaned at the feeling instead, the vibrations causing him to jerk up into you again. one hand came up to squeeze his balls as you eased the rest of his cock down your throat, stopping only when your nose was nestled in the hair at the base of his length. he opened his eyes to the sight of you blinking up at him prettily, and the image alone had him coming undone.

his breath hitched, groans echoing from above you. he threw his head back and brought an arm up to cover his eyes as thick ropes of cum shot down your throat.

you released his dick with a loud pop!, grinning up at him from your kneeling position between his legs. you opened wide, tongue lolling out to show not a single drop of cum after swallowing the load he released in your mouth.

“i—” sakura swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to even out his breathing. “i told you not to swallow…” he grumbled, willing his head to lean forward so he could get a better look at your face. his other hand remained in your hair, smoothing down the pieces that stuck up. you kissed his tip gently, giggling when his hips jerked at the movement.

“you’re still hard,” you noted, resting your head on his thigh, palm cushioning your cheek. “wanna go again or need a break?”

sakura’s ears flushed red, brows scrunching together in embarrassment. “you haven’t cum yet,” he scowled. you grinned at his response, finding how angry and sensitive he gets post-nut cute. you let him know as much, and watched as the rest of his face heated up. “just—give me a second. can’t feel my damn legs.”

“i can go on top,” you offered, not waiting for a response and shimmying your bottoms down your legs. sakura’s eyes zeroed in on the wet spot on your panties, mouth instantly going dry.

he stared in wonder at the string of slick connecting your underwear to your core, mind going numb at the way you straddled his lap. your fingers made quick work of stretching yourself out, and he felt himself grow harder, if possible. his eyes locked onto your hand, following your movement until you held your slick-coated fingers up to his face. almost unconsciously, he opened his mouth and whimpered at your taste.

deeming yourself ready, you lined up sakura’s cock to your entrance, giggling to yourself at the way his eyes seemed to roll to the back of his head.

“wait, grab a—oh, fuck,” he grunted out at the feeling of your wet heat enveloping his bare cock. you sunk down slowly, pausing every few seconds to let yourself adjust to his size. “get off—‘m not wearing a condom.”

you ignored him, eyes focused on the way your hole sucked him in. sakura’s hands found their way to your waist, squeezing in warning at the way you rut your hips against his.

“oh, you like it raw, huh?” you teased, gasping when the blunt head of his cock nudged the sensitive spot inside you. you continued moving slowly, opting to circle your hips over bouncing on his cock.

suddenly, you found yourself on your back on the floor, the buttons of your forgotten skirt digging uncomfortably into your shoulder. sakura hovered over you, arms shaking in exertion and breaths coming out in heavy pants. the way you were grinding on him almost sent him over the edge, balls tightening at the way your tits moved over him. he couldn’t help the way he manhandled you, any more and he would’ve came in seconds.

“wait,” he breathed out, forehead leaning down to rest on your collarbones. you felt so tight and wet, pussy squeezing him in a vice grip. your arms circled his neck, fingers playing with the hair at his nape, tugging slightly at his lack of movement.

“i said i’d go on top,” you complained, lifting your hips up in an attempt to get some sort of friction from sakura’s still body.

“and i said wait,” he repeated, body slowly beginning to move against yours. you let out a small moan at the feeling of his cock dragging through your walls, trailing off into a high pitched gasp at the feeling of his fingers on your clit. “acting like no condom wasn’t a big deal,” he growled out, hips snapping roughly against yours. you squealed at a particularly rough thrust, fingers tightening in his hair as you pulled.

“feels good, doesn’t it, haru?” you cooed out, clenching as hard as you could. his thrusts stuttered, a hand coming up to steady himself against you.

“enough,” he breathed against your neck. “let me make you feel good too.”

suo hayato (wc: 0.9k)

⸻ edging, hair pulling, toys (vibrator), dacryphillia, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, pet names (sweetheart, pretty girl)

you thought you knew better than to accept any kind of challenge or proposal from your boyfriend, knowing that every idea that ever left his head was usually for his own benefit. but for once, you were determined to win a bet.

for the past what felt like hours, you had been trapped under suo, writhing as he held a vibrator to your clit and his tongue explored inside you.

the promise of raw sex on the condition that you don’t cum had you holding on to your last shred of sanity, eyes clouded over but focused on a shadow on the ceiling. you’re sure the bedsheets were soaked underneath you, the slick feeling of your juices running down your thighs and almost to your knees.

“five more minutes,” suo mused from between your legs, the bottom half of his face shining, covered in your slick. “you’re doing better than i expected, aren’t you?”

you whimpered in response, knowing that not responding at all would have suo doing everything he could to make you cum. he grinned at the sound, diving back into you and clicking the vibrator to a higher setting. your body jerked up, but the one hand holding your hip kept you from jolting into suo’s mouth.

“uh-uh,” he tutted, pulling away from you. you whined at the loss of contact, but made sure to keep your hips planted firmly on the bed. if you even attempted to chase after his fingers or mouth, you’re sure he would’ve edged you for a few more hours. “you were so close, there. what a shame.”

suo made quick work of flipping you over, chuckling at the hazy look in your eyes. you hardly noticed the way he manhandled you, head reeling from the orgasm he ripped away from you. but the familiar rip of foil behind you brought you back to reality, head whipping back to stare at suo holding a condom.

“hayato…” you whined, tears lining your eyes. “but you promised you wouldn’t…” he had you bent over, one hand running up and down your side while the other held your wrists together behind your back.

“i don’t know, sweetheart,” suo teased from behind you, the hand caressing you paused to pinch your skin. “you also said you wouldn’t move at all.”

“i didn’t! p-please,” you hiccuped, tears already streaming down your face and smudging your mascara. “didn’t cum at all… promised i wouldn’t.”

you felt a hand come up to gently swipe underneath your eyes, unaware of the way suo’s pants tightened at the sight of your tears.

“i know,” he said simply. “if i wanted you to cum, you would’ve. try again and ask nicely.”

“wanna cum on your cock,” you choked out, words garbled with the steady stream of tears. “please don’t use it…” your voice trailed off into light sobs, eyes focused on the condom and hands attempting to break out of his hold.

“that wasn’t hard, was it?” suo relented, taking pity on you. he slipped the open packet into one of your hands, relishing in the way you crumpled it in your grip and the dopey smile that appeared on your face.

the sound of his zipper already had you salivating. he still held your hands together behind your back, so you could only imagine what he was doing to finally free his aching cock.

you could feel him behind you, his leaking tip lining up at your entrance and thrusting in in one smooth movement. the high you’ve been chasing for the past hour finally came when he bottomed out, cock nudging at your cervix. your head fell forward, mouth dropping into a soundless scream while your pussy fluttered and squeezed around his dick.

he released your hands in order to hover himself over you fully, your own following to grip his wrists loosely.

“look at that…” you heard him mutter lowly, breath fanning across your shoulder. “you’re making a mess on my bed, pretty girl. i barely stuffed you and you already came.”

you pressed your cheek into the sheets, trying to catch your breath as you lay still for a moment. you gasped at the feeling of your head being lifted, suo’s hand buried into your hair as he turned you to face him.

“you want more?” he asked, pulling his hips all the way back until only the tip remained in you, before slamming all the way back in, balls hitting your clit in the perfect spot. your head fell slack again, drool dribbling from the corner of your mouth at the feeling. suo repeated his ministrations, snapping his hips into yours and leaning over to get a better look at your fucked out expression. “i asked a question.”

“wan’ more…” you slurred out, tongue lolling out as suo subtly angled his hips to hit the sensitive spot inside you. “want y’re cum inside…”

he stilled at that, dropping your hair and pushing your face into the bed. out of the corner of your eye, you could see the hand supporting himself grip onto the sheets tighter, knuckles almost turning white.

“better make sure you don’t regret that then, sweetheart.”

togame jo (wc: 0.8k)

⸻ overstimulation, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, squirting, pet names (baby, doll)

“y’look so pretty like this, baby,” togame whispered into your thigh, teeth lightly grazing over the sensitive skin. his eyes locked onto your glistening folds and he grinned, lightly blowing air on your sensitive clit. you jolted under the movement, a small whimper escaping from your lips.

“jo,” you hiccuped, spent from the previous orgasms he pulled out of you. you wriggled under his grasp, hands reaching down to tug his hair, a sad attempt of getting him to face you properly. “want you…”

taking pity on you, togame lifted himself up and hovered over you, arms caging you in as he pressed a light kiss to your lips. his cock slid against your core, blunt head occasionally catching your clit. you moaned softly, hips bucking against his in an attempt to create more friction.

“you already have me,” he grunted, eyes locked on to where you touched, entranced with the way your juices soaked his cock.

“want more,” you whined, hands coming up to dig into his shoulders. he hissed at the way your acrylics dug into his skin, already anticipating the marks you’d leave behind. not that he minded, though. “want you inside,” you moaned, legs moving to wrap around his waist and lock him in place.

he hissed at the feeling of your pussy pressing his cock to his abdomen, a big hand coming in between your bodies to press you down against the bed. he ignored the whimper you made at the loss of contact, instead leaning down and capturing your lips in a searing kiss. “can’t today, baby. we’re out of condoms,” he whispered against your lips once he pulled away, a string of saliva connecting you.

“don’t care, i wanna feel you,” you whispered back, turning your head slightly to press light butterfly kisses to his face.

togame short circuited at your words, thoughts of your pussy dripping with his cum instantly plaguing his mind. his hips stuttered against yours before halting completely, cock pressing directly against your clit.

“don’t say that,” he groaned, head falling forward to rest against yours. “can’t control myself if you say shit like that.”

you squirmed under his weight, hands weakly pushing at his shoulders to get him to look at you. you couldn’t push him even if you tried, but you looked so pretty trying to get his attention that he lifted himself up anyway.

“why not?” you blinked up at him, tears of frustration gathering in your waterline.

togame groaned again, simultaneously feeling turned on and guilty at the thought of you crying. “don’t think i can pull out, baby.”

“who cares?” you pouted, a few tears escaping and trailing down your cheek. “can’t you just cum inside?”

he shuddered at your words, cock somehow getting bigger. he could never say no to you. “you sure?”

you nodded, still hiccuping from the tears while your hands looped around his neck. “want you inside now.”

togame couldn’t control himself any longer, the image of your spent pussy pushing out his seed plagued his mind. instantly, he had your legs tossed over his shoulders and sheathed himself inside you in one thrust.

you squealed at the intrusion, the new position allowing him to reach deeper than he usually does. the lack of protection between you had you feeling extra sensitive, the vein on the underside of his cock dragging against your entrance every time he thrusted in.

“you’re so wet,” he groaned, throwing his head back. your pussy fluttered at his deep voice, walls clamping down on him. “fuck, did you just get tighter? don’t—don’t squeeze me like that, baby.”

“‘s deep,” you slurred, mouth falling open when he tapped them. you closed your lips around the three fingers he gave you, moaning and salivating at the feeling of two holes being stuffed.

his other hand was positioned between you, heavy thumb resting on your clit, pressing extra hard when he thrusted back inside you. in no time, you felt your nth orgasm approaching, but this one felt a little different than the ones from earlier.

“wait! ‘s too much!” you moaned out, eyes snapping open and hands situating themselves on togame’s abdomen as you tried to push him away. “y’re too big, feels funny!”

he angled his hips slightly, rutting against the sensitive spot inside you as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. the pressure of his cock dragging along your walls and his thumb on your clit had you seeing stars. your orgasm came crashing down on you, pussy forcing togame’s cock out of you as you gushed, juices covering his abdomen.

“shit, you’re so messy,” he groaned, watching in awe at the mess you made. he spread your legs again, easing himself back inside your fluttering hole. your body shook at the overstimulation, whining at the feeling of his cock filling you again

“you said you wanted to feel me, doll,” togame said, pausing to lick a long stripe up your ear. “stay nice and still for me, ‘kay? we’re not done til your pretty cunt’s filled with my cum.”

kaji ren (wc: 1.1k)

⸻ semi-public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of birth control pills

“cut it out,” kaji hissed, one hand coming up to squeeze your jaw as a warning while the other tried to stop your fingers from undoing his pants zipper. the two of you squeezed in on the same side of a booth in some family restaurant downtown, but the sight of him punching a creep who tried hitting on you earlier had you squirming and squeezing your thighs together the whole walk there.

“y’re really trying to do this now?” he muttered in disbelief, eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“but you looked so good earlier,” you mumbled out, cheeks still squished together. “we haven’t fucked in, like, a week. missed your dick.”

an audible crunch echoed in the area, you tilted your head up slightly and watched as he swallowed thickly before spitting out the stick of his lollipop on the table.

“you keep doing this shit,” he groaned, ears turning red. “couldn’t’ve waited til we got home? fucksake,” despite his words, kaji adjusted his grip from your hand to your wrist, roughly pulling you up and dragging you to the restroom in the back, weaving through tables, over stray bags and a few legs sticking out.

he pushed the bathroom door open unceremoniously, eyes doing a quick sweep of the area before he turned to you for approval. “clean enough?”

your heart swelled at the consideration and you had half the mind to actually start swooning. instead, you pressed yourself into his back, smiling at his behavior before nodding. “mhm. you’re so cute.”

you could feel him stiffen in front of you, grip on your wrist tightening enough to hurt, before he slammed you against the closed door. his lips attached to yours, tongue forcing your lips open as a hand snaked down to your other lips.

he paused his movement eyes widening at what he felt under your skirt. “why are you wearing this shit…?” he mumbled, feeling lace and a concerning amount of fabric—barely any, to be exact.

“always wanna look my best for you,” you batted your eyes at him, grinning at the way his jaw clenched. the smile slipped off your face at the rip that echoed off the walls. you looked down to see half your panties in kaji’s hand and the other half slowly fluttering down to the floor. you gaped at the sight, jaw dropping in disbelief that your boyfriend actually ripped your underwear.

he ignored you, dropping down to his knees and lifting your skirt up. his eyes were situated on your leaky hole, mesmerized by the juices that were slowly trailing down your thigh.

“don’t have time to stretch you out properly. c’you handle it?” he asked, two fingers already prodding at your entrance. your knees buckled, arms flailing out to catch yourself on the wall to your left.

“s’okay, two’s enough,” you gasped out, feeling him press against the spongy spot inside you. “d’you have a condom? didn’t put a new one after last time.”

it was silent for a second, the squelching from between your legs pausing as kaji patted himself down for his wallet.

“didn’t bring it,” he grumbled. “shoulda waited til we got home.”

you felt your disappointment rise, even more so when kaji stood up and zipped his pants back up.

“wait, actually, can’t we go without it?” you proposed, instantly feeling defensive at kaji’s frown. “‘s not like i’m gonna get pregnant.”

his eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.

“got on the pill last month. can’t you just fuck me now?”

kaji swore under his breath, muttering to himself about how demanding you were, but the bulge in his pants was more than obvious to how he felt.

“keep your mouth shut, got it?” he asked, arms looping under your thighs to hoist you up and set you against the sink counter. you gripped onto his shoulders, pressing a kiss into his cheek at the motion.

“you’re the best!” you sang into his ear.

“shut up,” he mumbled, wrestling with his boxers to pull his cock out as you flipped your skirt up. “can’t believe the first time i’m fucking you raw’s in a public bathroom.”

“can’t believe you’re fucking me in a public bathroom,” you countered, gasping when you felt his cock nudge at your entrance.

“you were the one getting handsy out there, i don’t wanna hear shit from you,” and with one swift movement, kaji bottomed out completely.

you let out a loud moan at the feeling, your pussy struggling to take him in due to the lack of prep, walls stretching uncomfortably around his length. “keep going,” you whined when his hips instantly stilled.

“i told you to keep quiet.”

“sorry, ren,” you breathed out, head resting on his shoulder. “been a while. y’feel bigger than usual.”

his grip on your thigh tightened, probably enough to leave hand-shaped bruises. kaji started rutting into you, not fully pulling out but enough for you to start getting used to his size. one of his hands found your clit, causing you to squeal and jerk forward into him. he stopped moving again, his other hand coming up to snake around your neck and squeeze.

“keep your mouth shut,” he rasped, sweat gathering along his forehead and dripping down his neck. he breathed out onto your neck, an attempt at grounding himself.

“you gonna cum? two pump chump?” you teased, breath hitching at the new angle he was thrusting at.

“shut up. y’re fucking tight. ‘m never using a condom again,” he grunted out, panting right below your ear.

his praise went straight to your core, coupled with his strong thrusts and messy circles on your clit, your orgasm crashed down on you. you couldn’t help the moan that ripped its way past your lips, breath getting caught when kaji warningly squeezed your neck.

the lack of oxygen made you dizzy, walls clamping down on kaji at the stimulation. his thrusts became more erratic, cock slamming into you as he shot his load inside. his thrusts slowed as your cunt milked him of the last of his cum, your body twitching from the way he used your body.

“can’t believe you ripped my underwear,” you grumbled, standing up awkwardly in an attempt to keep kaji’s cum inside you. “you owe me a new pair.”

his hands came up to stabilize you, letting you lean into him as you caught your breath. a drop of his cum dripped out of you directly onto the bathroom floor. his eyes locked onto it, trailing up until they landed at the mixture of his and your cum leaking out of you.

shit, was he hard again?

“shut up,” he growled, face heating up. your ripped panties secured in his jacket pocket. “be grateful i didn’t plug you with that shit.”

umemiya hajime (wc: 0.7k)

⸻ size difference, belly bulge, unprotected sex (good girl, angel, pretty girl)

umemiya always thought you were pretty, but something about you in this position, spread out for him, had his heart swelling a little more than usual.

“where do you want me?” he breathed out, gently nosing your cheek and chuckling at the way you murmured his name. his fingers gently traced your folds, relishing in the way your body jerked at his touch.

“‘dun care,” you sniffled, tears pooling in your eyes. “jus’ want you, haji.”

umemiya’s jaw clenched at the admission, and he couldn’t help the way he ground his clothed dick against your exposed core. the friction of his jeans causing you to cry out and grip onto his shoulders.

“take ‘em off,” you whined, one hand snaking down to paw at his belt. “…please.”

“tell me where you want me first, pretty girl,” he cooed, pants getting impossibly tighter at the way you opened your eyes and peered innocently up at him.

“want you everywhere,” you admitted, hands coming up to cover your face as your cheeks heated up.

ume let out a curse under his breath, breath hitching at how cute you were being. you were laid bare for him, everything stripped from your body and multiple orgasms drawn out by him and you still felt shy.

“good girl,” he groaned, hands reaching down to finally remove his pants. despite your previous embarrassment, you sat up and laid your hands over his own, wanting to help him undress.

“wanna help you feel good, too,” you murmured shyly, cheeks heating up. umemiya had to stop himself from throwing his head back and groaning at the sight of you in front of him. “can i?”

“next time, angel,” he choked out, gently pushing you to lay back as he hovered over you. “let me feel you first, yeah?”

he lowered himself, pressing gentle kisses to your face as he began rutting against you, cock sliding messily through your folds. “feels big…” you muttered, pupils dilating the longer you stared at the man on top of you. “can it fit?”

ume felt himself get harder, if that was even possible, at your innocent tone. your teary eyes staring up at him tugged on his heart as he dropped down again to press a deep kiss to your lips.

“i’ll fit,” he’s confident. with how good you’ve been for him all night how could he not be? “trust me and i’ll take care of you, pretty girl.”

you clenched around nothing at the name, pussy already leaking all over his cock. “i trust you, haji,” you whispered out.

“open wide and relax f’me, okay?” his hands pushed your thighs further apart, pussy now on full display. his eyes locked onto your glistening hole, tongue darting out to wet his lips at the sight.

umemiya slowly started to ease himself in, holding himself back from thrusting in completely. the way your walls were stretching to fit him had him dizzy, head spinning from the grip you had on his cock. and the noises you made were downright sinful, whimpers and moans escaping your lips, your hand clamped over your mouth to muffle the sounds—oh, that’s no good.

“don’t hide,” he grunted out, gently bringing your hand down. “i wanna hear those pretty noises.”

he pushed in as much as he could, cock drenched in your juices until he met resistance a little more than halfway in. you squealed at the feeling, head thrown back and back arched as he filled you.

“it‘s too much!” you cried out suddenly, walls seizing against him. he pressed a hand to your belly, eyes widening at the bulge he felt and saw peeking through your skin.

umemiya leaned down to press another kiss to your lips, peppering your face in them as a few tears escapes your eyes.

“you can take it,” he encouraged, groaning at the way you tightened around him. he eased the rest of his length into your heat, smiling at the way he completely disappeared inside you. “good girl—like that.”

he circled a finger lightly around your clit, not expecting it to throw you over the edge. you let out a high pitched moan, head thrashing and nails scratching down his arms as an orgasm washed over you. your walls squeezed him tighter, almost sucking him in.

“you already came, angel?” he asked, breathless from how tight you held on to him. “let me see you do that one more time.”

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༄ Itachi

Itachi is a very observant person since he was little, proven by the highest abilities he worked for, a very skilled man who was praised and looked up to by others. Still, he is humble enough not to act like an entitled one.

Itachi seems to be an expert in what he does; his insight and lack of prejudices taught for a very young eye would make people around him assume he is good at everything. They will be shocked to see the calmest, pacifist shinobi actually being more shy when speaking about inward feelings.

Meeting you and seeing such an introverted, kind person, he didn’t expect to be the one to speak more. He observed the difficulties you had from the start when speaking with others, and especially in public spaces. Also, Itachi will have imprinted forever how shy you were when you first met his parents, blushing and even stuttering for simple conversations.

He always tries to ease your mind, but even he sometimes struggles. Because he didn’t seem at first to calm you with his wise advice, like “Not everything that weighs you down is yours to carry. Feel the fear, but don’t let it control you.”

But he stopped doing that in the heat of the moment after you couldn’t contain a glare at him. So the worst scenario for him was to be open enough, look inward, and show more emotions, especially through affection. And of course, this also helped your fears of speaking about how he feels about you.

He will lean his body around you, maybe a hand on your back, a brushing finger around yours, a gentle caressing on your head, offering a smile that only you can sincerely appreciate. Itachi will avoid exposing you in too many interactions, intentionally taking the lead of a conversation if he sees any hint of you fidgeting.

The questions will follow instantly, something along the lines of. “Breathe with me.” — while he squeezes your hand. “Focus on my voice.” — while he whispers in your ear. “Do you want us to leave?” — not caring about where he is more than how you are feeling.

Also, there is no trouble so great or grave that cannot be much diminished by a nice cup of tea. Call it a bit questionable, but he tried to make you associate stress relief with tea, too. Every chance he could get, a chamomile, mint, or lavender tea, or anything you want, would be right in front of you. Listening to you, letting out your anxious thoughts as he embraces you at the same time.

༄ Obito

Obito is a simple man. Once he is in a relationship with someone he likes and loves — he will be obsessed. You want to cling to him? Do it every time. Don’t worry, you’ll even have a competition with him. Eventually, it even became overwhelming with his excessive caring.

“Baby? How are you?” He will say, kissing your cheeks, maybe your teary eyes, maybe your temple as he speaks. “What do you want me to do?”

He will be maybe even angrier if someone intentionally, maybe not, tease you or make you uncomfortable. Even making you step in after you saw him, too passive-aggressive to a clueless person, gripping his hand to catch his attention.

༄ Madara

Madara doesn’t understand the concept. What do you mean by anxiety? Anxiety for what? From people? Which people? Tell him, and he will resolve this in a minute.

If you have second thoughts about how he feels about you, you try to hide them enough so as not to show weakness to an arrogant man like him. But Madara isn’t stupid, never was.

“Care to say why my wife ignored me today?”

Wife, not girlfriend. He told himself before that if he were ever have someone, that would also be the only and last one for him.

Madara followed you, steps as slow and powerful as your heartbeat.

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about. I think you're imagining things.”

He snorted, looking down at you when you turned your body around, gasping at the closeness. His big, calloused hand touched your chin, raising it.

“I’m not that old, woman. Only my soul is.”

His insistence could be seen in the way he looked at you. A prisoner in his own world.

“Sometimes I don’t know what your priorities are, Madara, and if there’s space for me here.”

Madara thought it was disrespectful to say such nonsense to him, but your burning eyes showing your warm soul was enough for him to sigh, spreading the tear on your cheek with his thumb. Madara can be called any insults, but he is not that kind of a fool to want to see his wife cry.

“If I chose you and only you, it was because I wanted and that will never change in this lifetime.”

༄ Tobirama

Tobirama is a stern man who speaks bluntly about almost any topic. Maybe some people would’ve thought he would be an expert in a relationship, too, but you caught Tobirama struggling with his emotions, so he could ease your stress since the beginning — that’s what makes you appreciate it even more.

Although difficult to handle at first, Tobirama sees you for what you are enough to categorize it as a duty he must accomplish to be worthy as a husband.

“My partner for life is my wife [Name], who will be standing beside me in the chair as an equal, and she must be respected as much as you respect your leader.“ Followed by a firm squeeze on your hand, followed by a side glance that tells you everything he’s struggling to say directly.

༄ Shisui

Shisui is a down-to-earth man. Never arrogant about his own wins. But about other things? He’s a nuisance. At the same time, meeting him, he screamed in trouble.

“Itachi? Don’t tell me we have a new member of our team and you didn’t tell me.” His grin was shameful, yet not directed at his old friend. “What’s your name?”

Shisui saw that the sudden attention made you uneasy, and it was hard to speak more than a murmur.

“I’m [Name]. Nice to meet you.”

His eyes soften a bit, taking your hand to shake it gently along with a friendly smile.

“The pleasure is mine.”

One more trait Shisui has is patience. He was one of the few people who had as much patience as you need to accommodate new people; that’s how he set off a romantic spark. He was first to take you outside, at first with other people (mostly Itachi) and then only you two. He was the first to buy you flowers the first time when he confessed, adding after it a “Take your time,” to not feel pressure.

It’s normal for him to give you space when needed, reading the room pretty well. So it’s hard to fool him, hiding something from him.

“Is my baby upset with me?”

Your cheeks flush in a second at the nickname, not used yet to his cool-headed behaviour.

“I’m…not.”

He opened his arms, smiling to encourage you.

“Come on. Come here to me.” Shy and all, you couldn’t refuse his hugs. He starts running his fingers through your hair, speaking in a sweet tone only for you to hear. “Let me hear you, baby.”

༄ Sasuke

That was one of the reasons Sasuke was attracted to you in the first place. Your reserved, shy nature. You somehow remind him how pure a soul can be, easily embarrassed or nervous like he was as a child. If guided well, you could have the potential to achieve greatness.

Other times, he felt provoked by your reserved, closed side because that will make two of you, a mirror for himself.

Sasuke will be irritated if he sees you not standing up to yourself if someone is bothering you. But that anger will be redirected to the people, not you.

So imagine how he felt when you were the one confessing to him, all flustered and speaking almost in a whisper that made his heart tremble because you did that for him. That image with your stunning, pretty face will be forever in his mind.

Still, it will be harder to get out reassurance words from him. Firstly, because you wouldn’t tell him what’s wrong, only responding to silence until he wouldn’t take it anymore.

“Tell me.”

He spoke at the table in the shared kitchen, gripping the spoon near the tomato soup you prepared for him. So smooth with your small gesture like this, cooking one of his favourite meals, yet barely speaking to him.

You looked over your shoulder, giving a short side glance before speaking.

“Tell you what?”

“What happened?”

You gulped, but didn’t dare turn around to him again.

“Nothing?”

“Nothing?” He scoffed, rising from the table and coming closer until your breath starts being irregular. “Is that how it will be? Lying to eachother?”

That hurt. Sasuke was right, but how could you show him how flawed you are? What if he loves you less because of this?

At the lack of an answer, Sasuke turned you around until he stopped. His eyes widen, baffled by the tears in your eyes before you hide them with your hands.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to see me like this. It's not your fault, it's mine. Just mine…for doubting your love for me, is it? Because if you didn’t love me, you wouldn’t be with me, right?”

Sasuke was shocked to see this side of you, not used to hearing such big words that resonate with him. You weren’t the one thinking this, since he already thought this before starting this conversation. In fact, that was the most irritating thought poisoning his mind over and over.

He cupped your cheek slowly, even afraid to be this vulnerable, and gave you time to drop your hands to see your face.

“Don’t hide for me. You saw me as a whole, and I intend to do that too.”

You bit your lip in distress, and his eyes lingered before it locked on your eyes. Then, slowly, he leaned until your lips touched his. It was short, but the best he could do right now, along with a whispered “I don’t want anyone else.”

༄ Sakura

Having doubts while being with Sakura? Maybe for the first dates, because she made it official. Afterwards? No real reason. She’ll reassure you so much if you need it; not a day would pass without your cheeks getting warmer around her.

Just tell her once you are anxious about what she feels for you, and that’s it. Small tickets glued on the fridge for you to see when she’s not at home with encouraging words like “Good luck at work today! You’ll rock them!! Love you.” and probably multiple, small hearts near the writing. Inside your little storage glass with food made with love, you’ll have one of them too, especially if you had a bad day.

Although she’s a real deal when speaking about other insecurities, you saw the inner struggles that she tries to minimize. She forces a smile when she’s not in the right state of mind, so you don’t worry. How she dismisses when you start questioning her about how she feels.

Wanderer honestly never mind when you ask him if you can play with his hair, he’s usually already busy and not moving so someone touching his hair while studying doesn’t change much for him. He won’t say that it doesn’t make it easy to concentrate since he, sometimes, tends to focus on this more than on the words written in front of him but he still appreciates how peaceful it makes him feel when he’s particularly worried or stressed.

Your hand running through his short strands of hair takes him somewhere else where he doesn’t need to worry as much, he likes it, even if he would never be physically capable of telling you.

“You’re braiding it ?” he asks, half absent in his question – he just wanted to confirm the feeling of your fingers brushing past his cheeks repeatedly. You hummed softly in response, leaving the braid dying the second you let it go since his hair was too short to handle it. It doesn’t discourage you though, and before he can ask what you’ll do next, he can already feel your steady movement back to the same scheme and a soft chuckle left his lips.

“You want me to stop ?” you asked under your breath, probably still concentrated on what you were doing but still caught his sigh.

“No, it’s fine. Go on.” he assured before stepping back again into his study, more than relaxing by this short break.

Rin loves movie dates to his core, but it always gets him when you start touching his hair in the middle of the movie. It's like he's never getting used to it and he's jolting a bit every single time, making you chuckle. But you always kiss his head as an excuse after. 

There's something relaxing when your fingers start to twirl around his short hair, making him wonder who appreciates it the most between you and him. Because he for sure loves it. 

His mind drifts away easily despite himself and how badly he wants to follow the movie. He always finds some way to lean into you, craving for more like a cat and more often than not, he ends up laying on top of you. 

“Don't fall asleep this time Rin,” you joke while scratching his head playfully. He simply nodded, absorbed in the movie more than you gave him credit for. He just didn't want you to stop.

Sae hates it when he feels your hands finding his hair in the middle of the day. He spends quite some time styling his hair in the morning, even if it doesn’t look like it, and you being nearby automatically becomes a danger for that.

Not that he doesn’t like you touching his hair, he’s fond of it, he wishes he could die with you touching his hair, but not during the day. So as soon as he feels it, he immediately gets up and warns you. “Please don’t.”

But he knows it can't be helped and soon your lips meet his, kissing him sweetly – your successful way to distract him – so you can end up with your hands reaching the hair in his neck. Twirling your fingers around it, pulling ever so slightly to annoy him but he still lets you. Not without a sigh against your lips, but he knows damn well he can't hold you back when you're determined to do something. 

He wishes he could keep his hair pretty for the day at least once in a while but he can't blame you ; both of you like it very much. He can forget his image for yet another day if that means he can appreciate the relaxing feint of your fingernails on his scalp. Even if lately it's starting to be everyday, he won't mention it – or not seriously. 

Your smile is more precious than some good hair day. 

Sakura still isn't used to you touching his hair, he hasn't been used to gentle gestures in his life before coming here  –  especially regarding his looks. The second your hands find his hair, he flinches by reflex even if he knows that it’s only you around him. He doesn’t turn you down anymore though since you always let him know how you love his hair, for the color or the fluffiness ; it’s just the best thing in the word and it got to be your boyfriend’s hair. You must be blessed. 

You still try not to frighten him too much, and start by touching his shoulders then going up to his neck and finally the hair in the nape of it. Twirling it lightly with your fingers and you’re sure to catch him snapping his head to you with a blush. 

“What are you doing ?!” he asked as always, flustered but not telling you to stop anyway which made you smile sweetly. 

“I’m playing with your hair ? You want me to stop ?” you tilted your head to the side, trying to act cute and confused so he doesn’t have the heart to tell you no. And with a resigned look but his brows still frowned, he compiled without adding anything.It’s a win, once again. 

You then slowly but surely brush through all his hair, tossing it one side to another, mixing the two colors together then separating it again like a puzzle. That’s something you grew to love, separating his hair for him and that’s also your best excuse to touch it even when there’s people around. Even if he’s not fond of it.

He tends to lay a bit in your hand when you do so, or when you stop your hand in his hair, quietly liking the feeling now that you’ve given him some time. Not that he’ll say it to you, never, but he doesn’t need to for you to know. It’s just like you to notice how he relaxes around you and when you do it. There’s a small smile on your lips when he tries to catch your eyes but looks away instantly, blushing again, and it makes you wonder when he’ll stop blushing around you. 

“You’re cute, Haruka,” you said, brushing away his bang to kiss his forehead. And without a second of hesitation – when in fact yes, but you tried to ignore it –  he was arguing with you about how he is NOT cute, simply proving your point again and again.

kakashi

i think kakashi would know what to say, especially with all the smut he reads.

but when it comes to actually saying it to you, he is a bit clueless.

he gets all nervous and usually gives up the second he sees your eyes on his, waiting for him to say something lmao.

i’m sorry but kakashi was definitely a virgin before meeting you….only a virgin reads smut that much (speaking from experience 😔)

gai

no…definitely not.

the way he flirts with you is by going on a 2 hour monologue about how much he loves you. and yes he’s crying and holding your hand while saying all of this as well.

if you attempt any dirty talk towards him he would not quite understand or take the hint that you want him.

with gai you have to be straight up with what you want, and trust he will give it to you.

Itachi

yes (might be bias bc i’m in love with him)

i think Itatchi would have a filthy mouth, he just doesn’t show it.

i also hc that he has a power complex….(obviously….)

so trust me when i say he’s calling you his “little slut” while making you count each spank he gives you…

Yamato

no.

he tries and he fumbles

but pls be patient with him he’s nervous 😭

he wants to be cool and he wants the dirty talker to come off casually. but instead he just freaks out and stutters and gives up and sulks in the corner LMAO

jiraiya

please….your talking to the author of the make out paradise series….this man is a walking dirty talk machine.

he is nastyyy when it comes to flirting, and it doesn’t stop just because your dating or married. if anything it gets worse.

if you try to get him back and use some of your own dirty talk, it just makes him even more competitive and the attempts to make you flustered become 10 times worse

you can NEVER out dirty talk this man so don’t even try 😭

naruto

no. but he thinks he is.

naruto only knows about dirty talker from Jiraiya’s books, and while yes he would be better off just reciting words from the page. he likes to make things up and put his own twist on things.

it kind of amusing actually

except when Naruto is balls deep inside of you, all of that dirty talker goes out the window and instead he’s just begging and whining and saying whatever comes to mind first.

naruto can’t stop talking. he literally can’t. so don’t ever try to have quiet sex with him because that will not work out for you 😭

sasuke

no 😭 i’m sorry! i just think he would be embarrassed

he doesn’t talk a lot during sex, he thinks it throws off the mood and makes things awkward

if you bring up to him that you like when he talks, he’ll probably tell you to shut up.

but trust, he secretly cares. because the next time your both making out and humping eachother like rabbits, he whispers some stuff into your ear.

he’s kind of awkward about it, simply saying stuff like “you feel good,” or “so pretty….” but at least he’s trying!

sakura

i don’t think she’d be the best at dirty talk. i think she could try, but it wouldn’t be that great.

but trust she’ll make up for it with her insane fingering game 😭 🙏

if you talk dirty to her she’d probably just giggle and playfully push you and say “stop that…” but she doesn’t really mean it.

shikamaru

i said this in a fic before, shikamaru’s dirty talk game is crazy.

but he is too lazy to actually say it outloud. he thinks it takes way too much effort to actually speak. so instead he’ll just text you.

and he acts so nonchalant about it too. he’ll casually be talking to his friends or doing his duties as if he didn’t just send you the CRAZIEST nastiest message of all time 3 seconds ago.

and if you confront him all hot and bothered he’ll act super casual, like he forgot he even sent the message lmao.

choji

no 😭

i don’t even think he would know that dirty talk is a thing until ino mentions something about it

he really wouldn’t try it either, he doesn’t think it’s needed.

if he wants something from you, he just asks. and most of the time you say yes. (especially if he asks to eat you out because trust he is the best munch in the whole entire hidden leaf village)

ino

a bit of an unpopular opinion but i think she would be amazing at dirty talk. but here’s the thing…she’s all bark no bite.

she can sit next to you, her hands caressing your legs as she whispers all the filthy things she’s thinking about in your ear.

but the second you lock the door and start undressing, she becomes a nervous puddle

all the sudden she’s a stuttering mess and all those dirty words go right out the window lmao

but trust, after she gets the hang of things she is the craziest domintrix ever

sai

(sorry i don’t know too much about sai yet!)

i think he wouldn’t know about it until he reads up about it or someone tells him about dirty talk.

he sounds robotic when he tries it for the first time. you can clearly tell this is something that he is clueless about.

but trust, he talks dirty a lot without even realizing.

like he’ll come up behind you, whispering about how beautiful you are all sensually in your ear. and he’ll be super confused when you practically jump on him after because he didn’t realize that that was dirty talk.

after he started to connect the dots, he uses it to his advantage for sure

kiba

yes.

if you’ve read literally any of my hc’s you would know that kiba’s main thing is making you all hot and bothered with his words.

wether it be teasing you and being all mean, or maybe begging you to let him have a quickie, kiba will be the nastiest dirty talker you ever meet.

shino

alright hear me out….yes

shino is so mysterious and he doesn’t talk a lot. so the last thing you expected was for him to have such a filthy mouth

but i hc shino as a secret freak hehe

he’ll say the nastiest things when your alone. and if you try to tell your friends or his team about this; no one will believe you.

hinata

no

god no.

hinata can barley speak during sex before borderline fainting or turning red.

if your talk dirty to her she’ll probably faint too.

she prefers kind praise, but not too much of else she get too flustered.

i do hc hinata as a secret freak tho, so she can definitely write you some super freaky messages or letters. but actually saying it to your face is too much for her.

neji

neji hears about this from naruto and kiba and immediately gets to work looking things up.

his dirty talk is not natural what so ever. it’s all from books he had to read to figure it out (he will burn these books afterwards. he would rather die than be caught with a copy of make out paradise.

he’s gets really flustered when trying to say these things to you, and most of the time will just give up.

and if you do it to him first, he’ll get all blushy and argue, “That language is inappropriate and immature Y/N….” while a there’s a giant bulge in his pants LMAO he’s such a brat

lee

not one bit lmao

but it’s not his fault! you make him nervous

when it comes to dirty talk lee would mostly resort to praise. he’s very very big on praising you. but when it comes to dirty talking he wouldn’t do it

but trust if you do it to him he would lose his mind. he would become a flustered and stuttering mess, placing a pillow over his crotch because he’s embarrassed 😭 you have to be gentle with the dirty talking when it comes to lee though

temari

yes.

and every thing she says is true too.

unlike ino, temari wont get nervous when things start happening for real.

she’s also the type to whisper dirty things into your ear in public settings and then walk away with a smirk. she’s a tease for sure

if you try to dirty talk to her she’ll probably just chuckle and cross her arms. “feeling bold, aren’t we?” (pls i need her)

gaara

for sure no

not at all

you have to beg him to start dirty talking

“plleeassseee gaara, your voice is so sexy…” you can pout all you want but it would probably take him a while.

he’s not used to people liking him this much so be patient with him. he does have that nice raspy voice tho fr 😭 🙏

he’ll start slow, and eventually start doing it more after he finds out what you like

but typically it’s not his thing

kankuro

oh for sure.

he does it so much it starts to get annoying. but he doesn’t care. the more annoyed you get the more he wants to annoy you lmao (it turns him on when your mad…)

he eventually starts to use random corny pick up lines on you just to watch you groan and roll your eyes. it starts to become a game for him lmao.

You knew leaving the house at this hour was dangerous, but you ran out of pads and painkillers, and there was no way you were going to survive the night without those. You had sent a text to your boyfriend with your location, but you doubt he is awake right now. Besides, the convenience store was just around the corner; your luck couldn't be so bad.

Oh, how you regretted those words. 

"Hey, pretty girl, do you want some company? A pretty lady like you shouldn't be walking around alone at night!"

Guffaws broke out among the group of men blocking the entrance to the convenience store. Inside, the store clerk looked on uneasily. You took a step back hesitantly, fear coursing through your veins, before you felt your vision tunnel as searing pain shot through your stomach again. Oh, how you loved being a woman. 

"Ooooh, looks like the pretty lady is in some pain over there. Here, let us lend you a hand."

Before you could reach for your pepper spray, a loud crash reached your ears as the leader of the pack was thrown across the street. You looked up, surprised, only to find your boyfriend standing over your hunched frame, a furious look on his face.

Sakura Haruka

"You absolute fuckers. How dare you harass women, you disgusting pigs?"

Even though he wasn't dressed in his school attire, his heterochromatic eyes and the split hair were enough to send a wave of terror among the lowlife thugs previously harassing you. They scurried out of there, running with their tails between their legs, but not before Sakura got a few more kicks in. 

You felt your body relax as he turned his gaze towards you, a look of concern replacing his previously ferocious expression.

"Hey," he said gently, hurrying to your side. His touch was soft as he held your face, scanning for any injuries. "Are you alright? They didn't hurt you, right?"

Maybe it was the horrendous ordeal you had to go through. Maybe it was your hormones messing with your head. Maybe it was the excruciating pain in your stomach. Maybe it was because you missed your boyfriend. Or because it was all of the above, but you broke down crying in your boyfriend's embrace, burying your face in the crook of his neck.

"I was s-so scared, Haru. All I wanted were some pads and medicines, but I can't even go to the store near my house without these stupid, stupid men harassing me every time. And my stomach hurts so much. A-and I," you sniffle, raising your tear-streaked face to his heterochromatic eyes, "I missed you so much. I am sorry I interrupted your sleep." You buried your face again, a fresh wave of tears in your eyes. 

"H-Hey, what are you crying about?" He stuttered, face red because of the proximity of your bodies, but he grabbed your chin determinedly and forced you to look at him. "You didn't interrupt my sleep. I had Kiryuu set a different notification sound for your calls and messages, so I woke up right away when you texted. And I am sorry you have to deal with these lowlife bastards daily."

"Next time," he said, intertwining your fingers with his and gently lifting you from the ground, "just give me a call and I'll pick you up. Or better yet, just let me know what you need and I'll deliver it to you. You shouldn't push yourself when you're in pain." 

You nodded, too overwhelmed with love for your black-cat-coded boyfriend to speak. "Okay."

He finally smiled that lovely smile of his. "Good girl. Let's go get you some chocolates."

SUO HAYATO

"Hayato," you cried, as your boyfriend landed gracefully in front of your crumpled form. His antique tassel earrings and the leather eyepatch served as enough recognition for the thugs, who trembled with fear as they realised they were facing one of Bofurin's strongest fighters. Suo only had to assume a fighting stance for them to scamper like rats. 

"Hey, darling, I am so sorry I was late," he said, crouching beside you. He interlaced your hand with his and, using his free hand, checked for any injuries, brushing back stray hairs from your eyes. "I hope they didn't lay a hand on you, or otherwise I fear I would have to hunt them down and make them pay."

"N-No, I am fine, please don't do that," you said, panicked that he would actually launch a manhunt. 

"Then I must say I am quite relieved," he said, smiling, and only then did you realise how frazzled Suo actually looked. Although his hair and attire were meticulous — who sleeps in silk clothes? — his breathing was ragged, as if he had sprinted all the way here, and concern swirled in his eyes (you were sure his covered eye was also concerned) as he took in your scared state.

"Hey," he said gently, cradling your face with his hands. "Don't worry now, I am here. It's over."

Unexpectedly, this unlocked a flood of tears as relief finally settled on your tense body. You leaned forward and loosely wrapped your arms around his shoulders, sobs wracking your body, as Suo rubbed your back reassuringly. 

"Hey, hey, hey, please don't cry anymore. You'll wake up with a splitting headache tomorrow. How about I buy you some cupcakes and we can have them together with chamomile tea?"

You nodded, face still buried in his shoulder, but made no attempts to disentangle yourself from the comforting hug. Sensing your unwillingness to leave his embrace, Suo chuckled before scooping you up in his arms, bridal style. A yelp escaped your lips as you tightened your arms around his shoulder. 

"Hold tight, dear. I'll be done with shopping in a jiffy."

KAJI REN

"You little shits. I am going to kill you all."

The crunch of the lollipop and the sight of the headphones were enough to force the group of grown ass men on their knees, begging the platinum blond for his forgiveness. But Kaji Ren had long turned his back on the scums, well aware they posed no further threat, his attention zeroed in on one person: you. 

"Hey," he said softly, spitting out his half-eaten candy. He cradled your face as his eyes scanned for any signs of injuries. "Are you hurt?"

"No," you whispered, your heart thudding painfully in your chest. "No, I am fine, I-I-I was so scared, Ren." Tears welled in your eyes. "I am so sorry, I know it was stupid of me to step out so late, but I forgot to stock up on pads and painkillers, and my cramps were so bad, and I thought I was for sure dead today, and oh my god, what if you didn't come, Ren?" You started to sob uncontrollably, burying your face in his chest. 

"Hey, hey, hey, listen to me, babe," Kaji said, grabbing your arms as he leaned down to lay his forehead on yours. Your watery eyes meet his steely blue-grey ones, and you feel the sobs subside as his calm presence provides an anchor in the turbulent sea of emotions. 

"Nothing will ever happen to you, okay? I knew your periods were going to begin today, so I was already out of the house before you texted me; I was going to your place to ask me if you needed anything. And," he said firmly, "don't apologise for this, please. I will ensure you're stocked up on everything every month, and if you ever need anything at any point of the day, do not hesitate to call me. Your number bypasses even my DND setting, so please, please, call me, okay?"

Words died on your tongue as you stared into the determined eyes of your boyfriend. True to his words, he was not dressed in his nightsuit but had a hoodie and jeans on. But you could see his tousled hair and the temporary wrinkles on one side of his face, as if he had just rolled out of bed. And your heart swelled with love for your boyfriend, your cute little fesity boyfriend who tracked your periods and sacrificed his sleep for your comfort, but would hiss like a street cat if you ever pointed it out. And the love poured from your heart into every fibre of your body as you grabbed him by his hoodie and pressed your lips softly against his.

Your kiss caught Kaji by surprise, but he quickly deepened the kiss, placing his hand behind your neck and leaning into you. The kiss was delicate and yet full of passion, and you felt warmth spreading through your body, the kind which extinguished the cold fear that previously beset you. When you finally separated, you laid your hands on his chest, you glanced up lovingly at your boyfriend, who still had a dazed expression on his face, his eyes staring at your swollen lips. 

"I love you."