á°.á waking up next to fiance!sasuke. domestic fluff. mentions of sex. sasuke is sexy (ÂŹ â ÍĄÂŹ)
a/n: hnnngh
the first thing sasuke feels in the morning is the cool breeze coming from the balcony screen. he lets it wash over his bare chest, his eyes closed. he can hear the birds chirpingâvery clearly, thanks to the apartment balcony basically kissing the forest.
he opens his eyes slowly, staring up at the white ceiling. for a moment, he considers staying exactly where he is, not moving, letting the stillness linger.
it wonât last.
he knows that in 10 minutes, he's going to start feeling restless. he's going to start itching to move his bodyâto do something productive. that's the outcome of spending most of your life feeling like your only purpose was in your physical abilities. he can't relax anymore. unless he's with you. you've forced taught him that it's okay to not do something 24/7. it's a slow process, but he's grateful you're trying regardless.
quietly, he turns onto his side.
you're still asleep, of course. you have the day off, and it's early. 6:16, the clock reads. his eyes run over your faceâthe blissed out expression, your parted lips, the slight drool on the corner of your mouth. he reaches out, gently wiping it away. his eyes trail down, to your bare shoulders.
a reminder of the night before, where you'd both been consumed by an intense need for each other. he's still not used to itâfeeling that way. he's spent his entire life supressing all his feelings, aside from anger and hatred, and he's been good at it. but his brain stops listening to him when it comes to you.
with a quiet exhale, he sits up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. the sheet slides off him, leaving his skin exposed to the cold air. he grabs his boxers from the floor, pulling them on, stretching his shoulders once. the large balcony windows are slightly fogged over, and through the screen, he can smell the scent of rain. that's probably why it's chillier than usual this morning.
you wake slowly, blinking the sleep from your eyes. the first thing you register is the empty space beside youâcold where sasuke should be. the second is the temperature. goosebumps rise along your arms as you tug the comforter closer.
you turn your head to see sasuke is sitting on the edge of the bed, back to you. you're about to speak but you pause, taking a moment to really take it all in. his bare back is making you feel dizzy and you're barely even awake yet. his pale skin catching the slight early light spilling in through the blinds. there are thin lines you recognize immediatelyâold scars, faded but permanent, mapping a history he rarely talks about. his posture is quiet, thoughtful, like heâs been awake for a while already.
he shifts slightly, just enough for you to see the tension in his shoulders ease when he realizes youâre awake.
you sit up, dragging the comforter with you as the cold hits. moving closer, you press yourself against his back, resting your chin on his shoulder. you nuzzle into his jaw, eyes closing again.
âyouâre up too early,â you mumble. he exhales, leaning back into you without thinking. âi always wake up at this time.â then, softer, âyou donât.â he tilts his head just enough to look at you. you open your eyes and kiss the corner of his mouth. âmâcold,â you say. âand you werenât next to me.â
he sighs, turning to face you fully. âyouâre not wearing anything,â he murmurs. âget back under the covers.â he stands before you can argue. you hum, bending over the side of the bed to grab one of his shirts from the floor. you pull it on and crawl back under the comforter. sasuke crosses the room and slides the balcony door shut, cutting off the breeze.
he turns back towards the bed, pausing to take in the sight of you. his gaze doesn't linger in a way that's obviousâat least, not to your sleep-addled mind. you only pat the space next to you, wanting to feel his body heat. he quietly walks back to the bed, getting under the covers.
the mattress dips under his weight as he settles back down next to you, not touching you yet. however, when he sees you instinctively inch closer, he rolls onto his side and extends his arm. you're quick to press against his bare chest, head pillowed on his bicep, letting him slide his hand under your shirt.
"i'm not warm." he whispers. you let out a distracted hum, nuzzling his neck. "you're warm enough." you decide. he just snorts, resting his cheek on your hair. "yeah, okay." he mutters. "go back to sleep."
you scoff, pulling your head back to look at him. "why would i, when we could have sex instead?"
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ćœĄ When Sasuke comes home after a few days away from you, he is definitely the type of partner to absolutely cover you with his body while the both of you sleep. Coming home late from his journey finding otsusuki links, way past midnight, so he knows his wife is bound to be asleep indefinitely. That, however, doesn't stop him from cleaning up and getting under the covers with you.
Your sprawled on your side, your leg out, you could pass as being on your stomach, but that doesn't matter right now. All your husband was concerned with was how absolutely at peace and how cute you look, snuggled up into the blanket. He lays down beside you, an arm immediately wrapping around your waist, careful not to wake you as his body presses tight against yours.
A peaceful sigh leaves your lips and you unconsciously relax in his arms. His upper leg moves over your own, his body practically mounting you at this point. Sasuke presses a soft, few chaste kisses from your jaw to your neck, relishing in the fact that he was, once again, home with you. Suddenly, you stirred softly in his arm. A confused hum leaves your throat.
"Sasuke," you mumbled, your voice thick with sleep as you were still inevitably groggy, barely even coherent. Sasuke lets out a soft hum, "Sleep," he replies and you make another soft noise as you press further back into your husband, finally relaxing knowing he is home, safe and sound.
Suddenly, you had the overwhelming urge to turn around, to feel even closer to him. You now face him, slotting your upper leg between his thighs as you press close to him, arm wrapping around his torso while he other bunches at his chest. A soft chuckle leaves his lips, "You're moving around a lot for someone who should be asleep."
You completely ignore his statement. "Kiss," you ask, pouting your lips slightly, but it wasn't a question, it was more of a demand that he couldn't say no to, not that he every would, he would never deny you. Sasuke's lips meet yours softly, now you really now this isn't a dream, your body warms up with a soft and fuzzy feeling that only he could evoke from you. "Go to sleep now," he replies, arms tightening around you.
"Love you," you say.
"I love you," he replies, only a soft smiling rising on his face realising that you've fallen asleep.
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The air between you felt thick, heavy with tension and unspoken feelings. The world outside the quiet room had blurred into insignificance, like it existed just to be forgotten for these moments you had together. Obitoâs dark eyesâone covered by his signature mask, the other gleaming with the unmistakable Sharingan swirlâlocked onto you, drinking in every expression that flickered across your face.
His breath was steady but deep, as if he was trying to ground himself, to not lose control. You could see the faintest crease of emotion beneath his usually guarded demeanorâa mixture of longing, hesitation, and something vulnerable, raw, that only you ever seemed to draw out of him.
Without breaking eye contact, Obitoâs hand rose slowly, almost reverently, to cup your cheek. His fingers were warm, surprisingly gentle despite the roughness of a life lived on the battlefield. You leaned into the touch, your skin tingling where his palm rested, your heart thudding painfully against your ribs.
âAre you sure?â His voice was a husky whisper, barely audible, but it sent a shiver down your spine.
You nodded, breath catching. âIâm sure.â
That was all he needed.
Slowly, deliberately, Obito closed the small gap between you. His lips brushed yours first, soft and tentativeâlike a question, seeking permission again. The touch was feather-light but it ignited something deep in your chest, a warmth spreading through your entire body.
Then, as if all his restraint broke, his lips pressed firmly against yours. His mouth was warm, insistent, and he moved with a hungry tenderness that made you melt into him. His hand slid from your cheek down to cradle the back of your neck, fingers threading into your hair. The sensation was electrifyingâhis strength so close to you, his need undeniable but never overwhelming.
You responded eagerly, your own hands finding his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath the fabric. You could sense the battle within himâhis past, his pain, the countless scars hidden beneath the surfaceâbut here, now, there was only this moment, this connection.
Obitoâs breath mingled with yours, shallow and quick as your kiss deepened. He pulled you closer, his body pressing against yours with a firm, protective heat. Your skin tingled where his hands traced slow, deliberate pathsâdown your back, around your waistâanchoring you in this moment of vulnerability and trust.
When he finally pulled back, just enough to rest his forehead against yours, his eyes searched yours with an intensity that took your breath away. âYou donât know how long Iâve wanted this,â he murmured, voice thick with emotion.
You smiled softly, heart full, and whispered back, âNeither did I.â
The room seemed to fade away again, leaving just the two of you, bound by something unspoken but undeniable.
i see itachi as a girl dad so bad. like, just the thought of him with your first born and a girl makes my heart jump. <3 when you first took the pregnancy test and it came out positive, both you and itachi were shocked. it wasnât something you had been actively planning on. âuhm, maybe i should try another one. sometimes these are just flukes.â you pouted, and itachi chuckled, he knows youâre nervous. so is he, but at least heâs good at not letting it show to his face.
âof course, angel. whatever makes you ease up your worries.â he hums, kissing your forehead deeply and waiting outside. when you tell him that the second test is also positive, itachi scans your features. he wants to see if you have any thought whatsoever to not have this child. thatâs okay, he canât force you to carry something for nine months you donât want to. as much as itachi is elated at the idea, your consent matters just as much.
imagine his heart fulfilling joy when you do seem excited and smile, âweâre having a baby, itachi.â you chirped, and he shuts you up by smashing his lips against yours. pinning you against the wall and breathy chuckles echoing your shared bedroom.
throughout the pregnancy itachi has been nothing but the perfect human being for you, taking care of your morning sickness, your cravings even if it is 2 am in the morning, helping you exercise, validating your heinous mood swings because he knows how hard it is for his babygirl. (you).
when you do end up giving birth to the most beautiful little girl itachi has seen, his eyes gloss up. heâs there with you the whole time. your push present being another tennis band to your wedding ring. he holds her, softly, just watching her facial features contort when she yawns. oh itachi is whipped.
of course he brings his toddler daughter flowers whenever he brings you flowers, forehead kisses are a must whenever heâs waking her up. she feels so comfortable around itachi hugging him is her solace. there are times when you get tired of work and just exhausted in general, thatâs when itachi takes the role of tending to her and helping her sleep.
whenever you go shopping with your toddler daughter she would try on all the dresses and show them to itachi đ„șđ„ș with a twirl. âdadda likey?â she hums and itachi grins back, âloves it, suits my princess.â the only time you see this man babytalking is when heâs talking to your daughter. <3
lmfao when she grows up :3 and starts to have crushes and stuff itachi is fuming lmfaooo heâs like. âlittle one, who was the guy who just dropped you home? a boy?â unbearable TwT the uchiha can be unbearable at times.
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HII love ur writing, been feeling super sick recently so theyâve brought me a great amount of joy and comfort haha. If itâs ok may I ask for Itachi taking care of a sick reader after overexerting themselves during a mission?
Sorry for any mistakes, english isnât my first language ^^â
Itachi cannot take his eyes off of you. This was only your very first mission as a new jonin ninja and your boyfriend was exceptionally proud. Without the hokage, or the anbu corps knowledge, he was with you through every step of the mission, ensuring your safety from a distance, also easily managing to keep himself hidden the entire time. Your mission lasted nearly a weak, and unfortunately, you had to fight someone or something every single day of it. You were alone for this one, so the unavoidable fights you ended up in were usually three on one battles and each one left you even more bruised and injured than the previous one. Itachi kept himself disguised quite well. Well enough that you couldnât even detect his chakra or his scent from the first to the last day of your mission. You certainly didnât look forward to fights, which was one thing about being a ninja you often complained to your boyfriend about, so he was particularly impressed with how you held your own each day. Some days got too intense, and he had to try his best to refrain from attending to you. You would never grow as a shinobi if someone always came in to save you. It was tough for him, but it was for the best. Every ninja was bound to end up in a situation like yours and quite often at that, so it was important for him to avoid getting involved and promised himself heâd only intervene if you were on the brink of death, however, because of your physical prowess, your intelligence as well as your determination, you managed to successfully complete one of the most challenging missions of your life as a ninja, despite the injuries and wounds you were able to wrap up yourself whenever you had a moment of peace.
You were in pain, hungry, exhausted and felt slightly dizzy when you had reached the outskirts of Konoha. You could tell by the farms that stretched across the fields ahead of you that you were close to home. A couple more hours of traveling and youâd finally see the gates of Konoha, deciding to take a break near the river that ran through your home village, all the way through the forest and even reaching the farms to provide water for the farmers and their crops. There was a secret spot nearby with a mini waterfall, hidden by thick foliage and rocks. This place was a secret that Itachi had once shown you a while back, and you took advantage of it whenever you were alone. It was midsummer now and the water in the river was slightly warm, but still pleasantly cool against your skin as you washed your body near the waterfall, closing your eyes and taking in a deep breath as you listened to the serene sound of birds chirping and water running.
Itachi intended to finally join you as soon as you entered the forest, but he was confused to see you take an immediate left, instead of following the foot trail in between the trees. He quickly figured it was to head to the secret waterfall the two of you liked to visit often, and decided to surprise you there. Although you were always happy to see him, he wasnât sure how you would feel about his sudden presence, or further more about the fact that he had been monitoring you the entire mission, after all, he didnât want you to think he was babying you. He wasnât supposed to be there with you. What he did was incredibly risky because he couldâve been summoned any one of those days that he was away with you for, but whatever the consequences of being missing for a week were , wouldâve been totally worth ensuring you were still alive. This was a big mission for you and he wouldnât miss it for the world. He wanted this experience to make you stronger and not kill you. So he was okay with the thought of you being upset with him if you did figure out that he was watching you the whole time.
He didnât intend to startle you as he slowly walked out from the bushes just a couple of feet away from the river bank, noticing the way you struggled to lift up your arms as you washed underneath them, hoping he could help you in the water. He needed a rinse himself anyhow. âWhat are you doing here!?â, you asked, your heart racing with excitement and relief as he approached, the water rising up his pale, nude body as he walked deeper into it, his hair loose as it draped his shoulders and back. As scrumptious as he looked, you were far too exhausted to think about entertaining any arousal you felt, and did your best to play things out cool, trying to hide your pain from him. You didnât want him to grow anxious about you whenever you were away on missions. You longed for his respect and worked hard to prove it to him, deeply admiring him as a ninja. âI hope Iâm not intrudingâŠI will leave if youâre not comf-â he began to say, interrupted by your sudden reassurance. âNo itâs okay, stayâŠâ, you said, allowing him to grab the tiny rag you made out of your shirt to help you wash better. He knew about your hardships, and the fact that you were in pain tugged at his heart as he gently cleaned your face, carefully scrubbing it with the wet rag before wringing it out to wipe your face clean. He placed a kiss on your forehead, and then both you cheeks, and you weakly smiled, closing your eyes as you enjoyed the warmth of his touch on your skin while he continued to wash the rest of your body.
âHow was your first day out there as a jonin?â, he asked, placing a hand on your back to pull you closer, allowing you to rest your head on his shoulder. You unconsciously leaned the rest of your weight against him, snuggling his neck and hugging him as he began scrubbing your back. He smiled wearily, kissing your temple and could sense how low your chakra was, wrapping his arm around you for support. You were far too exhausted and he frowned at that, wondering just how you wouldâve made it home if he wasnât there to watch you. âMmmmâ, you hummed, his skin warm against your cheek. He smelled earthy and you got a feint whiff of pecan nuts too. He smelled divine to you and you pressed a kiss to his neck before speaking. âIt was toughâ, you said softly, fatigue increasing with every word that came out of your mouth. âThere were a lot of challenges and I couldnât sleep sometimesâŠâ, you continued, pausing for a moment as he could feel you tense for a second. You thought about your next words, refraining from giving him too much information. You didnât want him worrying right now. You were happy he was here and you wanted him to be happy with you. ââŠbut it was good overall. I managed to save little Inoue and delivered him safely to his familyâ, you lied. There was nothing safe about your mission. Maybe for the child, but not for you. You lifted your head up to smile at Itachi and you caught him frowning, but he quickly smiled at you when he saw you looking, turning you around so he could wash your front. âI knew youâd manage sweetgirlâ, he said, planting a kiss right on your lips. âYouâre hurtâ, he said, carefully washing around the large bruise that covered the side of your tummy which was already a dark purple with a green ring surrounding it, his hair tickling your cheek as a warm breeze went by. âItâs nothingâ, you swallowed, remembering how you were restrained and kicked several times in the gut. âDid you get into any fights?â, he asked and you frowned. âYes but it was nothing I couldnât handleâ, you lied again. The criminals who ganged up on you were highly skilled and gave you the beating of your life. It did take a lot of chakra to take on all of them, ontop of the tireless traveling you did to avoid any more troublesome interactions. You managed to heal up your face and some of the cuts that littered your body, but couldnât work on the major bruises on your body, your chakra reserves far too low to use any more without endangering your life. You would visit the hospital as soon as you got home, you told yourself.
âIâm sure you handled it well my love, I have a surprise waiting for you back at homeâ, Itachi said, sensing that you didnât want to talk about it, changing the topic to something more light hearted. After he finished washing you up, he did his best to dry your body with the same rag, laying down his shirt on a nearby boulder for you to sit on while he carefully dressed you. You felt ten times worse than you did before he had arrived, your entire abdomen drumming with pain and your vision blurring as you fought to keep yourself together. You allowed him to help you, weakly clutching onto him for support. He could feel the fatigue radiating off of you and could tell you were forcing yourself to keep a straight face. He cupped your cheeks in his hands, lifting up your head to look at him. His big eyes glistening as he held yours with genuine concern in them. âYouâre so strong baby. Iâm really proud of youâ, he said, and you knew he could sense how much pain you were in, tears welling in your eyes, Itachi softly smiling as they fell down your cheeks. You were so tired, parting your lips to take a deep breath as you contemplated telling him the truth. âItâs alright my love, Iâll take care of you okay?â, he said, swiftly lifting you off the rock and holding you close against him. You didnât even have the the strength to wrap your legs around him, but he held you firmly with his hands under both your thighs as he carefully moved you over to his back. âOh baby, your chakra levels are so low. Iâm gonna get you home so you can rest and Iâll cook you your favourite. I promise youâll feel stronger before the sun setsâ. You shut your eyes tight, crying into his shoulder as he began running through the forest. Teleporting you back would only worsen your condition, so he chose this way. A journey that wouldâve taken you m another day in your condition, only took him two hours and the two of you were home.
âCmon, letâs get you to bedâ, he said, gently maneuvering your limp body from his back to his front. Your condition was rapidly worsening and Itachi was starting to worry, concerned that you were still awake after resting on his back for two hours. You were highly fatigued, but you didnât fall asleep and your body felt cold against his. He soothingly rubbed your back as he walked towards the bedroom, whispering reassuring words in your ear with every step. He carefully placed you down on the cool summer linen, slowly ridding you of all your clothes teleporting to the wardrobe to pull out a thick blanket, a fresh pair of underwear and a long sleeved undershirt quickly returning to slip them onto your now shivering body, before covering you with the thick blanket. He wasted no time in preparing you some herbal tea, mixing in enough medicine to knock you out and allow you to rest for as long as your body needed it. He teleported as he moved, not wanting to waste even a second, slightly lifting you up to help your drink the tea. With lots of encouragement, he managed to get you to down it all, immediately ridding himself of all his clothes, leaving just his underwear on to snuggle under the blanket with you. âI missed you so muchâ, he heard you softly whisper, pressing his body as close to yours as possible without hurting you, his warmth enveloping you far better than the blanket. âIâm right here baby, get some rest and weâll spend some time together as soon as you wake up okay?â, he said, and you felt your eyes grow heavy as you basked in his warmth, his steady heart beat a comforting melody, putting you to sleep in a matter of seconds.
a/n: iâm a sucker for domestic itachiiii <333 fluff and just, slice of life thingy goinâ on
living together with itachi had its perks. you didnât have to worry about taking the trash out. you didnât have to worry about a lot of little things which otherwise irritated you. take today for example: you have had a truly hectic week. meetings, appraisals, work politics, a certain bitch you hate and want to kill. everything was coming together hauntingly. so? saturday you didnât do anything. being the epitome of a couch potato suits you sometimes. especially when those sometimes include your period.
today your eyes opened to an annoying nuisance. your period cramps again. itachi came to you, a huge mug of iced latte in his painted hands, nudging you tenderly and kissing your forehead. âgood morning, you are up early today. yesterday you woke up at 11:45. look, itâs just 10:30â he winked, watching you roll your eyes at him. itachi had a subtle way of teasing you & you fairly understood that.
the coffee tasted immaculate. you had no words to express how tasty it was honestly. just the right amount of coldness, the kind that wakes you up soothingly. the perfect amount of chocolate & caramel. the perfect amount of crushed ice. you looked around the house & decided while sipping your morning drink, today you needed to be productive.
âmâ gonna open my laptop & then play games. after that mâ taking a shower and weâll go out.â ohâ itachi was âalsoâ your boyfriend. makes sense doesnât it? why else would he treat you like a princess when he couldâve been labelled as king âaloofâ.
âyou will take a shower, work out a bit because itâs been 4 days you havenât moved your body. i suggest pilates since you are still on your period. then, i will help you cook something for lunch. and further on; we will go out.â you always loved when itachi had his little planner instinct come out for you. there are times when you could really use that.
with that, the day was starting to go by with a slight haze. you had tasks lined up where youâd rather not think. give your mind a little rest by being in the backseat & let your boyfriend handle the itty bitty bits about that all. âspeaking of, i need to get my nails done,â you sat on the kitchen counter, watching⊠or rather, gawking at your man chopping vegetables with such ease. âuh huh?â he looked rather indulged, the bun accentuated his features which would make van gogh bow.
he leaned in, gently placing himself between your legs and kissing your lips softly, hands freshly washed and scared to touch your supple skin. âi love you, angel,â itachi cooed, leaning his forehead against you. âi am so, so glad you depend on me you know that? because you donât depend on anyone else & thatâs what makes me strive so hard to be worthy of it,â
there he was, with his unadulterated words, piercing them deep inside your heart. your pupils shaked in sheer adoration, eyes glossing up. âmâ on my period dya wanâ me to fuckinâ cry?â you whined, leaning your head against his shoulder and hugging him.
he felt so warm, tenderly warm and caregiving that you often forgot that the world doesnât know, or see this side of him. heâs ruthless to others, often labelled as cold. a twisted part of you likes it. you are exclusive to his love. youâd always be.
âalright now, i want you to eat, then how about,â itachi bit his lower lip, âwe do some self care and i prepare us the cosiest haven for watching movies together,â you were introverted & your boyfriend reciprocates the same energy.
âdeal!â you grinned, helping him prepare the rest of the ingredients.
little did you know that today was going to be even more special, itâs about time you were just his girlfriend. itachi has something rather too special to share with you tonight. đ
you know what i've been thinking lately... madara letting you comb through his hair and even braid it đ„ș do you have any madara hair headcanons?
WARNINGS- none it's just fluff with slight hints of NSFW in the end
A/n- thank you for sending this ask anon...it really got me in the feels but I'm sorry if you wanted headcanons. I'm really bad at those.
SUNSETS AND STARRY SKIES
Madara x Reader
"When do you plan to take care of this mess?"
"Show some respect, that's my gorgeous mane."
"Well it used to be gorgeous till you started living like a caveman."
This to and from between you and your husband continued for a few minutes till Madara finally gave in to your words.
"Alright, I'm gonna do something about it."
"No you're not."
"What do you want from me woman?!"
"Can you listen quietly for a minute? I'm saying that let me do it for you."
Madara seemed to ponder upon your offer for a bit. To anyone else, it would seem like he was considering the proposal of a peace treaty between two nations with utmost seriousness but no, it was his hair he was thinking hard about.
"Fine."
You let out an excited squeal cause it's not everyday that the Madara Uchiha let's someone touch his hair. You rummage through his room to find a comb and then procure some hair oil, heating it slightly in a cup, and then go into your backyard to find Madara already seated and waiting for you.
"Took you long enough."
"Not a word from you caveman. I had to scrabble around in that mess of a room to find a single comb."
Madara laughed and then beckoned you to sit on his lap. You obliged and started sectioning his hair to comb it out but his coarse hair strands made it impossible so you switched to massaging the oil into his scalp. He groaned softly at your attentions and relaxed his shoulders.
"Does it feel good?"
"Hmm."
You slowly comb out the now soft hair, careful not to pull or tug. You looked at his face, so eased. The golden of the setting sun perfectly complimenting his toned chest and abs. He looked beautiful and you couldn't help but feel bashful.
Madara thoroughly enjoyed the way you took care of him when he himself couldn't do so. He could not express how much he appreciated your presence. He was grateful of being so close to you, of being able to let his guard down in your embrace. You meant everything to him.
"Can I braid your hair?"
The question took him aback. Were you serious? He, Madara Uchiha, the founder of the village hidden in the leaves, the Uchiha clanhead, Hashiramaâs rival, donning a pretty little braid. No way. It's a ridiculous idea. But...but...the way you looked at him, all doe-eyed and pleading. He couldn't find it in him to say no. Somehow, you always found a way into his heart without even realizing. So he let you do as you pleased, enjoying being the sole object of your attention.
'Pretty' felt sorely inadequate in describing his true beauty, his now smooth mane braided neatly made him look like some deity disguised as a human. You couldn't help the blush creeping up your cheeks.
A man as cunning as Madara,l obviously noticed your gaze and the pink tinge on your supple cheeks, highlighted by the dusky hues of the remnants of sunlight. He reached for you and placed a soft, innocent kiss on your lips. You could feel the emotion in his actions right at your core. You gave in to his touches as his hands traveled over any exposed skin he could find.
The neat braid was long forgotten as he laid on the lush grass and you straddled him under the starry sky, the two of you merged into one.
