#FUCKING JONIN
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Kakashi: *shows countless times in canon he cares about his students and wants to train them, but a lot of that training is outright skipped for ‘more interesting storyline’
Weirdo’s: nah, Kakashi didn’t teach any of his student’s anything and didn’t care about them at all.
#like god DAMN#Y’all can’t handle an imperfect teach can you?#you can’t handle a character who makes mistakes but genuinly tried his hest#who was thrown into the job even though he did not ask for it#and STILL did his best#‘he doesn’t care about sakura’#WHY THE FUCK WOULD HE PROTECT HER AND CONTINUE TO SAVE HER IN ALMOST EVERY FIGHT IF HE DIDN’T CARE#‘he didn’t teach sakura anything’ yes the FUCK he did#he taught her chakra control which she obv excelled at#and a jonin level technique that allowed her to avoid being knocked out in the konoha crunch#and allowed her to wake Naruto up as well#‘he only ever tried to push his views on Sasuke’#no he didn’t#he only told Sasuke to stop seeking revenge when sasuke turned chidori#a move kakashi taught him to face a shinobi with an impenatable defence that WANTED TO KILL PEOPLE#there is a whole year before that where he knows Sasuke’s goal and never once tells him not to seek revenge#and him not being able to connect with Sasuke doesn’t mean his intentions were not genuine#sometimes people simply don’t understand each others trauamas and struggles#even when they desperatly want to#‘he was terrible to naruto’ fucking WHERE#He chose a specific sensei to teach Naruto chakra control#recogbizing it as Naruto’s weakness#and chose a dude who was a jonin specificlly because of his teaching capabilities#as for the fucking time skip#it’s made vary obviouse even before the team splits that Kakashi and all the other Jonin are on missions constantly#that’s the whole reason Shikamaru and a bunch of genin were sent after sasuke#instead of you know#FUCKING JONIN#None of the jonin were available#they were all on missions
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ugh, pain's theme is so good ... gives me goosebumps a bit if im honest
#getting to the part where he attacks konoha rn yaaaasss!!#he just gets there and bam! stabs a bunch of jonin at the border to death#adsfsgda#slay!#good for him!#posts#nagato#nagato pain#the first further introduction to the rinnegan us also so cool#and his face it always looks so stoic#he looks like a doll of some sorts ...#also his yeet no jutsu. cool as fuck#he has a very good voice in the german dub too#he's cooooool sfdfsfdfs
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I’m sure you’ll be pleased to know @scarecrow-in-a-hatake that deathcaps do not show up on drug tests, actually.
#of fucking course she did#damnit anko!#and hey somebody has to keep the counter ar zero now that Raidou is out on mission#just doin my part sir#genma shiranui#tokubetsu jonins shenanigans#anko mitarashi#kakashi hatake#shiranui genma#hatake kakashi
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Naruto: in the end, we're all human beans
Kiba: and together we will rice
Rock lee: lettuce pray
Naruto, again:ramen
Choji: *wiping away fake tears* that was beautiful
Sakura, Hinata and Ino : *thoroughly confused* ...?
#naruto#naruto uzumaki#kiba inuzuka#rock lee#choji akimichi#sakura haruno#ino yamanaka#Hinata Hyuga#I’m actually so funny#No I’m not#Jonin Obito is probably like conducting everything#And Kakashi is just like#: the fuck is going on here?#naruto incorrect quotes
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anbu kakashi is plaguing me again
#i'm so torn between wanting to write the sweetest tooth-rotting-est lovey dovey smut with jonin/hokage kakashi#and wanting to write out a laundry list of depraved humiliating acts that i'd let anbu kakashi do to me#the feminine urge to never make up your fucking mind#it's his slutty exposed biceps#i have scraps for more anbu kakashi but will they come together??#no clue#rookie rambles
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world heritage image !!!!
#IMAGINE BEING SUCH A PISSED OFF LITTLE FREAK THAT YOU NEED FOUR (4) JONIN LVL ADULTS TO STOP YOU FROM KILLING YOUR COUSIN#listen neji was wrong for this but i cannot deny that as a /moment/ it fucks#i've been thinking about his rage again and best believe that i'm gonna write abt it right after i work on the asks in my inbox <3#◈ ╱ OOC. ˊ flying leap.
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DID THIS FUCKING BIRD JUST DROP ALL OF THE BLUE PRINTS ALL OVER THE VILLAGE????!
#the elf talks#naruto watch#I mean the chances that shika would catch the blue print to his own fucking house#also you would think the JONIN COMMANDERS HOUSE BLUEPRINTS being missing would require at least a passing mention#the way this village runs makes me want to drink jfc
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rewatching naruto shippuden episodes for the fights truly makes me wonder how anyone puts up with the anime
every fucking episode has 5-10 minutes of flashbacks in it and there’s so many filler episodes it’s so fucking annoying
#WHY DOES KAKASHI LOOK THAT OLD HES SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE 10#and why is he in the flashback of obitos chunin exams???? when kakashi was put on team minato he was already a jonin?! I am so confused#kishimoto can’t keep his damn timeline straight I am so fucking confused#and is season 7 of shippuden just a season of all filler episodes? that is bonkers who puts up with this shit#naruto shippuden is like 45% filler why does anyone watch it? just read the manga at that point#naruto
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PAPA kakashi just casually chatting with some jonin or the hokage meanwhile team 7 are all hanging off his arms by their teeth
Everyone: *staring*
Kakashi: Ah Pups. You know how it is.
Everyone Else: We can assure you, we absolutely do fucking not.
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╰─▸ ❝ 𝐒𝐎𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃~! ❞ ──── 𝐟𝐭. 𝐤. 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞.
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: “Y’gotta shut that pretty mouth before you get us caught,” Kakashi moans, his callused hands grasping at your hips as the water sloshes around you. “F-Fuck, that feels good…”
𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: naruto | 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: kakashi hatake/reader | 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: nsfw ; minors dni | 𝐰/𝐜: 3.06k
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: age gap, jonin reader, spoilers for season 2 of naruto, teen death mentions, kakashi & reader are friends, exhibitionism, public sex, bath sex, spit swallowing, biting, creampies, minor cockwarming ( briefly ), y’all nasty af idk what else to tell u homie, previously established relationship.
𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐬: the fifth and final day of kinktober <3 enjoy u weirdos
— 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 !!
Sitting back, eyes closed, you soak in the heat of the water of the natural hot spring, relishing the way it soothed the ache in your sore muscles. Your last mission, one of utmost secrecy at the bidding of a the now deceased Lord Third Hokage ( and wasn’t that a startling fucking thought, knowing the old man was good and dead when he’d been around to see three hokages including himself come and go and then even came out of retirement in Minato’s place ), had run long and difficult; only two of the six that had set out had come back, with one of the pair being yourself.
Two of those who would never return had been your own students, still so green at the gills and small in stature in your eyes that wearing their blood home still made you ache all over in ways unrelated to your strained body.
Water suddenly sloshes up over the sides of the public baths you recline in, but you don’t react. You recognize those footsteps, recognize the breathing patterns behind you to your right and recognize the familiar aura of that intense chakra that you used to be so jealous of — but that was a long time ago, and you no longer had any care or need to be jealous of a superior turned equal.
“What ways have you rid yourself of your students now, Kakashi?” you ask lazily, not bothering to open your eyes. “I hope they aren’t trailing behind you like a litter of lost kittens.” No matter how fond you were of Kakashi, his children were no obligation of yours, and despite how good it felt to bask in the relentless warmth of the public bath, you would abandon it in favor of peace and quiet. You were in no mood for children — not now. Not after what had happened on this last mission. A silence follows, though comfortable, before the unseen man replies.
“I told them to take the day off,” he admits quietly, settling down nearby. “After what happened, it’s the least they deserved.”
You hum thoughtfully to yourself. “Mmm, I agree,” you murmur, then sigh and cross your arms over your bare breasts, eyes still closed. “They’re too young for this. I still think we should bump up the genin applicant age requirements to sixteen.”
You can practically sense the man nearby nod. “Yes. All the trauma… It isn’t healthy. Not for children — it’s why I never take students.” His voice is soft and conflicted; he loves this trio, you already can tell. Nothing wrong with it, of course, those sorts of feelings from teacher and student just typically backfire eventually — your own set being the perfect worst-case example.
“And yet now you lead three,” you muse wryly, a half-amused smirk on your lips. A scoffed sigh at your right shows his own ill-concealed amusement, and the two of you fall back into silence, wordlessly enjoying the heat of the water as well as one another’s company.
After a moment, a soft utterance of your name — hesitant and cautious — has your ears metaphorically pricking up. “Where…” Kakashi pauses, thinking the question over; ultimately he decides to pursue its answer. “Where are yours? Your students.”
Your kids.
A stiff, cold silence settles over you both, the frigid sensation cruelly eating into Kakashi’s bones despite the heat of the baths, and you say nothing — but he can see the way your muscles have tensed in a way that looks painful, and he’d seen the way only you and a single lost-looking chunin had returned bloodied and bruised from a mission that had started out with six in number, and he knows. Kakashi knows what happened, he just doesn’t want to believe it. You’d had this pair of students at your back for years now, they were about to graduate entirely and leave your tutelage. Kakashi himself knew them both by name, had greeted them whenever he visited you for whatever reason; they’d both made homes for themselves in you and your house, and for you to be without them after striking out on a job with them was the only real evidence he needed of the truth.
But again, he didn’t want to believe it.
“Gone,” you finally mutter, voice cold and empty of emotion. “Information was bad. One of ours sold us out on top of it. We couldn’t catch a break.” Another long silence separates the two of you, and the small area of water between you both feels like an endless ocean. Kakashi silently mourns with you, knowing nothing could soothe the hurt of what’s already happened; you’d lost students before, twice before actually, but these had been the first you’d taken on in so long, and they’d been with you for years at this point. Adding onto the agony, you’d only ever lost one at a time in those two instances before — and never your entire set.
Kakashi wonders when and what he’ll have to tell his own students; they’d joined you and yours for exercises and more than a handful of missions in the past, and Kakashi knew how fond Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura were of the pair of seventeen year olds that followed your lead — but later. They’d hurt enough this week. “I — ” he starts to apologize, wanting you to know he understands, but you don’t let him.
“It is what it is,” you almost growl, and Kakashi knows that you don’t want to speak about this anymore. He won’t make you. You never forced him to discuss his own losses, so what kind of person would he be to press yours?
The two of you sit in silence again, the tension slowly easing into a more comfortable aura, and you both finally relax, basking for an hour in the simple, easy quiet that had fallen between the two of you. You can hear each other’s breathing, can sense the soothing pulse of one another’s chakra, and it’s an easy existence. The two of you had always managed to rest together once your burning jealousy faded and Kakashi’s self-deprecation eased enough for him to accept the hesitant companionship you offered — not friends right away, but you’d started off by sharing a few drinks every now and then, and then meetings every other fortnight or so became weekly, then biweekly, and they finally evolved into happening whenever one of you felt the need to see the other.
Like now.
“God, my calves ache,” you grumble, finally breaking the silence again, and he doesn’t bother fighting off the fond smile that creeps up at the sound of your grumpy voice. He’d been nervous that the most recent mission would change everything, but that was foolish; neither of you were strangers to loss. You’d manage, as always.
“If it makes you feel better, my shoulders feel like shit,” he offers, his soft smile widening upon hearing you snort.
“You trying to one-up me, Hatake?” you ask lazily, sitting up and stretching. He turns to answer, and after seeing them so often it’s easy to practically ignore the way your breasts lift above the water and reveal half-hard nipples as you raise your arms.
“I could make this a competition if you really wanted one,” he retorts easily, and your amused huff turns his smile to a slight grin.
“Fuck you,” you reply. A warm, excited buzz starts to fill him, a feeling he frequently had when in your presence; god, he loved spending time with you, however it may be.
“Right now? Normally we drink first,” he teases, and another silence falls between the two of you. Kakashi squeezes his eyes shut and kicks himself a little, wondering where the urge to say something that hinted at being vulgar to you had come from; this wasn’t one of his dirty romance novels, this was you, and Kakashi liked you. He didn’t want to fuck this up.
He jumps a little at the feeling of someone straddling his lap, and when his eyes instinctively flick open they widen at the sight of you gazing down at him with a dirty grin twisting your lips.
“Don’t tell me the old man can’t get it up after making the joke,” you tease in turn, and he starts grinning again. Why was he worried, again? This was you he was speaking to. You’d said much filthier things, things that would get you kicked out of most public places should you be overheard.
“Big talk for someone with such a small dick,” he replies, tilting his head to the side while looking up at you, and you scoff.
“I think my cock’s plenty large, Hatake,” you rumble, reaching between your bodies and taking his cock in one hand. A soft gasp leaps from his lips unintentionally, and you laugh breathily. “See? Large and still growing,” you murmur playfully through your messy grin, and Kakashi laughs in a way that devolves into a shaky whimper when you run your thumb across the sensitive underside of the tip of his cock.
“I’m n-not sure that belongs to you,” he manages to choke out as you start pumping his shaft one-handed beneath the water, and you hum slightly.
“Isn’t it?” you ask slyly, leaning down and beginning to lave hot, open-mouthed kisses along his neck. You stop for a moment with your tongue pressed flat against his racing pulsepoint before biting slightly at it and sucking at the hot flesh before moving up to his jawline. Soft pleased noises are your reward from the man you’re straddling, and you smile softly against his heated skin in between kisses and bites before continuing.
Your free hand begins to wander, gently beginning to massage the shoulders he’d complained of aching, all while covering him in love bites and kisses. “God, I’m so glad you’re home,” Kakashi whispers, his big hands coming to rest on your hips as you caress him with both your hands and your mouth. “Y’were gone so long-“ he’s interrupted when your mouth covers his so your tongues can lave over each other before you move on, and he keeps speaking. “-I kept getting so fucking hard and couldn’t do a damn thing about it without you, and I… Fuck, I missed you, I wanted you home, wanted you home so bad!” His deep voice comes out in a slight whine as his hips buck up into your loosely fisted hand, but you don’t fault him for it. Kakashi had always been especially sensitive to your touch, and this time was no different.
He continues to nonsensically ramble as you play with his cock and drown him with your lips, your hips slowly starting a smooth rhythm of grinding against him to soothe the taut heat in your belly.
“You talk too much,” you growl into his mouth, nipping at his lips in between kisses all while getting rougher and rougher with each roll of your hips and jerk of your hand. “Shut up and fuck me until you have to carry me out of the fucking hot springs.” It all comes out louder than you’d intended, something that makes Kakashi a little nervous; this wasn’t a private bathing area, anyone could come in at any time, and if you got caught the two of you would be blacklisted by the staff. You had to be careful.
“Y’gotta shut that pretty mouth before you get us caught,” Kakashi moans, his callused hands grasping at your hips as the water sloshes around you. “F-Fuck, that feels good…!”
“I gotta shut my mouth?” you reply, voice filled with exasperated sarcasm. “Hatake, you’re whining like a virgin touching his first pair of tits, don’t even try me.”
“God, you’re such a fucking brat,” Kakashi groans, and you chuckle right before he captures his mouth with your own at the same time as you lift your hips. He does the same, freeing his cock from beneath the water, and you sink down on it before it really has a chance to start getting cold. The two of you moan into the other’s mouth at the simultaneous feeling of being filled and filling someone.
“You’re gonna be the death of me, Hatake,” you whine breathily into him, and he moans deeply and rolls his hips up into yours in response. The only noises falling from those sinful lips of his are stuttered whines and groans, noises you mirror and respond to in kind as he fucks up into you at the same time you thrust down, the head of his cock slamming against your sensitive cervix as the cock your insides are practically moulded to carved out it’s usual place inside you.
“F-Fuck yes — please, more!” Kakashi whimpers, and you let your head fall back at the tone of his words, slamming down just a little bit harder. Water sloshes violently around the two of you, splashing up over the lip of the bath as the two of you roll your bodies together in that perfect way that the two of you were well practiced in.
Throwing your arms around his shoulders, you hold on tight and he brutally fucks his hips up into yours, water splashing and his heavy balls slapping audibly against you as he fills you to the brim with his cock. “O-Oooh-!” you moan suddenly, the noise swift and punched out of you. At the sound of it, Kakashi’s voice cracks.
“Oh, God yes — harder, ride me fucking hard, just like that-!”
His eyes are rolling up now, and the grip he has on your hips is bruisingly tight. One of his big hands runs up the length of your spine, his forearm crossing your shoulder blades while his hand grips desperately at your shoulder, tugging you closer to him and mashing your chests together. One of your own hands moves to cup the back of his head, your fingers disappearing into his white hair, and your own head lolls forward so your forehead rests against one of your arms around his shoulders.
“Fuck, Kakashi,” you whisper out in a whine, moaning softly as he cants his hips up in the way he knows you like without even thinking. “A-aah-! Mmmhh… Oh, fuck…”
“S-So good,” he grunts, “Fuckfuckfuck — Y-Yes, c’mon, s’close-!” His rhythm is getting lost in the pleasured haze you’re both collapsing into. You can feel yourself on the brink, and you relinquish your grip around his shoulders with one hand to push the other between your grinding bodies to rub furious circles around your clit, your hips stuttering messily up into your own touch.
“Y’gonna cum for me, Kakashi?” You ask breathlessly through a moan. “Gonna cum in me, gonn fill me up? Gonna breed my whore fuckin’ cunt?”
“Only a whore for me,” Kakashi growls plaintively against you, and you whine.
“Y-Yeah, baby, only for you. ‘M all yours…” The promise has him moaning again, your own voice joining him as the two of you both ease closer and closer to the edge, a long drawn out series of filthy noises and sounds falling from both of your lips at the same time.
The stone at least two feet outside of the baths is darkened by water that’s splashed over from the violent movements going on in the heated pools, and both you and Kakashi are sopping wet and soaked; anyone with a brain in their head would know what’s happened, people who frequent the public baths here aren’t typically idiots — but you don’t care. You’re too fucking close to cumming to give a fuck about the disgust, about the reports that would be made, about the notice that would be put up warning patrons of the consequences of being caught fucking on the property.
“M’gonna cum,”Kakashi whimpers breathily, “God, I’m gonna cum, gonna cum so hard!”
“Yeah?” you ask weakly, letting out a gasped cry when he hits inside perfectly. “A-Aah! Y-Yes, yes — cum for me, Kakashi, fill me up!” You watch through a haze as his eyes roll back and his jaw drops, his mouth open and ready for the moment you spit in his mouth. A garbled cry echoes in his throat moments before he swallows what you’d given him, and two quick ruts up into you end with him keeping his hips up and grinding his cock inside as a familiar warmth spreads inside your cunt. You circle your clit faster and faster until your own orgasm washes over you, your own eyes rolling back and one twitching slightly as you clamp down on and begin milking his cock of all the cum it has to offer, pressing down into where he’s pushing up into you.
Your grip on him tightens as you cling to him like some love-stricken beast, and he reacts in kind, squeezing you back and clutching your naked body close as his cock twitches inside of you with each new spurt of cum he releases inside.
“Fuckin’ — F-Fuckin’ love you,” he mumbles into your skin as his heart races against yours, and you hold him close while he does the same with you.
You press a gentle kiss to the crown of his head. “Love you too,” you whisper, allowing yourself the simple pleasure. ‘I love you’s were only said in moments like this, with him balls deep inside where he belonged and filling you up like you deserved.
The two of you rest with his cock still in you, basking in the afterglow before Kakashi finally breaks it.
“Come home with me,” he says quietly. “Sleep in my bed with me tonight, wanna hold you to sleep.” You’re quiet for a moment, unsure, but eventually nod.
“Okay,” you whisper. You’ll allow yourself the luxury of comfort, even if just for tonight. If anyone but Kakashi had offered it, though, you know you would have denied them. Kakashi just had a way about him that you couldn’t deny. “Let’s get out of this water and — and go home.” You hear his breath hitch when you refer to his home as your own, but don’t comment on it. Why would you, when not a word you’d uttered was a lie?
And hell, if the two of you fucked a handful more times around his house before falling asleep for over eleven hours, no one had to know but the two of you.
𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © { 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 } 𝐛𝐲 𝟒𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐒. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.
#kakashi hatake x reader#hatake kakashi x reader#naruto x reader#naruto shippuden x reader#kakashi hatake x you#hatake kakashi x you#naruto x you#naruto shippuden x you#— kinktober_23.♡
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Heyy, congrats to 7k omg! You deserve it love!!! I‘m so happyy
I’d like to propose breeding w/ Kakashi if that is ok…
I hope you take good care of yourself 💞
Ps: whoever chose overstimulation w/ rock lee; I like you sm
And of course I love you too ☀️
a/n: hi! thank you so much for requesting for my event :)! i appreciate your kind words as well, nonnie. i hope you’re taking care of yourself as well and i love you too!! i hope you enjoy this 🤍
pairings: kakashi hatake x fem!reader
warnings: canonverse, nsfw, smut, breeding, praising, soft sex, mentions of after care.
7K EVENT: BREEDING + KAKASHI HATAKE
Kakashi’s hips rutted against you at a vigorous pace. The sound of skin slapping against one another filled the air around you. He was focused on your pretty face down below. Your mouth was parted open with his name coming from your throat. You sounded like heaven while he fucked your abused cunt.
It had been quite some time since the two of you had been intimate with each other.
Kakashi, being the busy Jonin he was, had been on many missions over the past few weeks. You were also doing your own solo missions, so neither of you had much time to spend with one another. Kakashi also had his team to monitor and take care of. It was always one of you was busy, or both of you were occupied with something. You honestly missed him a lot, and Kakashi felt the same way about you. He craved your touch, your calming voice, everything.
As much as he missed you, he had things to take care of, and so did you.
However, tonight was the one night you two were finally in each other’s presence. Both of you seized the moment as soon as you saw one another. Kakashi seemed almost as desperate as you were to get your clothes off. He practically tore your top off the second you laid down on the bed before him.
Once you were fully undressed, he took his time with your body.
Kakashi kissed and stroked at every inch of your skin as if it were a delicacy to him. You always adored such small affections from him whenever the two of you were intimate. His patience was something you adored about your boyfriend. He wasn’t the type to rush any intimate moment with you. He made sure you felt loved, because, in his opinion, you deserve the best type of treatment from any man; especially him.
You weren’t sure how many times you came that night, but Kakashi still had yet to reach his high. At times, his pace was relentless to the point where you’d lose your mind from how much he was hitting your g-spot. There were also times where his pace was slow and tender. If he was slowing down, Kakashi would lean down and kiss you. You always loved how sweet his lips tasted whenever you kissed.
However, right now, Kakashi’s pace had picked up.
You were extremely fucked out. Your hair was sprawled along the mattress, sweat trickled down both of your bodies from how warm the room had become, and your lips were glossy from the drool that had pooled inside of your mouth. Your body felt exhausted from the many orgasms that had occured in the last hour.
To Kakashi, you looked so gorgeous lying down beneath him like that. He always loved seeing how pretty you look while he was fucking you.
You also thought he looked quite handsome. His once well-kept ash-colored hair was now messy and the strands were tossed around. He was also sweating like crazy. The apples of his cheeks were a light tint of pink, and his lips were puffy from sucking on your clit prior to fucking your brains out. The deep groans that vibrated his throat sent your brain into a frenzy. You were always a huge fan of Kakashi’s voice during sex. He was always so great at dirty talking to you.
Smirking, Kakashi squeezed at the plush of your thigh. He had your legs wide open so he could reach further into your cunt. Your eyes practically popped open when the tip of his cock brushed up against your g-spot.
Your cries grew louder from his thrusts. It only encouraged him to keep going. Your pleasure was the only thing he wanted to see. “You like that baby..? You feel so f-fucking good, sweet girl,” he used his left hand to brush against your belly. His touch sent shivers along your body.
You nodded your head vigorously to answer his question. You trailed your hands up towards his muscular shoulders. His muscles flexed beneath your fingertips from your touch. “Oh, Kakashi! Right there.. fuck..” you squeezed at his shoulders from the pleasure.
He loved the way his name rolled off of your tongue. You always had such a way of turning him on when it came to your voice. Fuck, he loved you so fucking much.
The knot inside of his stomach was beginning to show itself. Kakashi had been longing to reach his orgasm all evening, and he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity. He hadn’t had a climax in so damn long. There were many times where he almost fucked his fist while he was on missions to the thought of you, but he never had the open chance. You always thought about him, and he always thought about you. He didn’t want to be away from you ever again.
He leaned towards your ear. His breath fanned against your skin, causing goosebumps to form on your skin. “Where do you want me to cum, princess..?” he nibbled on the shell of your ear after he asked the question.
Your eyes widened at his inquiry. Kakashi hadn’t ever asked you before, but you weren’t weirded out by all means. “I-Inside me, please..” your voice came out more like a beg. Kakashi practically twitched inside of you at how pretty you sounded.
He sat up, wrapping your legs around his waist. “Oh, yeah? You want my cum inside you, princess?” his pace began to pick up as his orgasm grew closer, “You want me to put a baby in you..?”
Your walls fluttered around his cock at the sound of his words. The pure thought of being filled with his cum made butterflies swarm inside of your stomach from how erotic it sounded.
It took you a moment to gain some composure, but you eventually were able to respond to your boyfriend and his request. “Y-Yes..! Put a baby inside me, ‘Kashi..” you wiggled your hips upward so you could feel more of his cock.
Your words practically melted into Kakashi’s mind. He wanted to fill you up so fucking badly that he’d do it twice if he could. Your sopping walls were sucking his cock in so well, and you felt so perfect around him. He could fuck you all damn day if he had the chance. He wanted nothing more than you at that moment.
Kakashi felt his dick twitch inside of you. He was so close to reaching his high. He had felt so full for the past few weeks. He couldn’t imagine putting his cum anywhere else but inside of your pussy.
“I’m gonna cum.. fuck! I’m gonna cum so fucking deep inside y-you, princess..” he groaned, “Make me a daddy, okay..?”
You looked up at him while nodding your head. Kakashi then dug his nails into your soft skin as his orgasm washed over him. A pool of heat rushed up towards your belly from his cum filling inside of you. Your walls were now coated white and Kakashi’s cock was now covered in his own seed. There was so much inside of you now, and it even surprised your boyfriend that he could spill that much into you.
After several seconds, he pulled out of your soaking cunt. He watched as his white cum leaked out of your hole. He couldn’t lie, it was a fucking sight to him. Kakashi never imagined it would feel that good to fill you up.
Lying down beside you, he placed his arms around your torso to bring your body towards his. The two of you were both exhausted and very sweaty. However, neither of you cared, you wanted to feel each other’s embrace more than anything. Kakashi couldn’t help but trace his fingers along your delicate flesh. His heart swelled at the beautiful sight of you lying against his chest.
You were truly his soulmate and he was yours.
“I love you, (Y/N), so much..”
#summer responds#SleepySnk’s7kEvent#smutty talks#naruto x you#naruto x y/n#naruto x reader#naruto fanfiction#naruto smut#kakashi hatake#kakashi hatake x reader#kakashi x reader#kakashi x y/n#kakashi x you#anime fanfic#naruto#anime
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Do your poisoned senbon taste like anything? Or do you only put the untipped end in your mouth like a sane person?
Depends on the poison. Paralytics are really bitter, but those I often keep on hand with my plain ones because they’re a good deterrent for nosey genin and Anko and are usually what I end up sticking in my mouth on accident.
Then there’s sedatives, which are sour and also good for getting Anko to sleep after she’s had too much caffeine and we all just need some peace and quiet.
Then the neurotoxins and hemotoxins which are kept in sealed, color coded packages. I hit myself with one once in my chunin days and nearly died even with my immunities. Those cause seizures and multi organ failure and clotting issues. To quote Ino, the ‘Real Deal of Poisons.’
#genma shiranui#shiranui genma#tokubetsu jonins shenanigans#poisons#mother hen genma shiranui#also anon what made you think im sane?#I’m a fucking jonin#of course I’m not sane
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I think Minato and Kakashi love each other fiercely but don't have any idea what's going on in the other's head. Not a single fucking clue. From the start of their relationship to the very end, they're both like 'here's my dear mentor/apprentice who I don't understand even a little bit'
I mean Minato—who's closest people are Jiraiya and Kushina—is appointed a kid who doesn't laugh, never smiles. He literally wears a mask to emphasize how little he's smiling. And Kakashi doesn't understand the human race on a good day, let alone this weirdly inscrutable stranger. Neither of them have a clue how to even ask.
What breaks the ice is when Minato, who has run out of stories and fun activities and training that is suitable for overly-precocious preteens, offers in desperation: 'hey do you wanna see the new jutsu im developing. it explodes. it blows the shit out of everything in a five meter radius, in fact. do you wanna see it'
To which Kakashi, who was secretly worried that this powerful jonin is also a total flake like his dad but is now doing a complete 180 as they speak, naturally responds with 'oh fuck yes absolutely'
#that also means that when shit goes down they both panic#did Minato put Kakashi in Anbu because he thought he'd be good at it or as a punishment for failing or a cage for a murderer?#kakashi has no idea#did Kakashi kill both his teammates or neither of them or did he scavenge from Obito's body and kill Rin or what#minato doesn't know#they both desperately believe the best of eachother#but they don't *know*#kakashi#kakashi hatake#hatake kakashi#naruto#minato namikaze
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Gosh looks like today needs more Kakashi positivity
Kakashi's first lesson to his students is 'fuck the rules if your friends are in danger/need your help
Kakashi actively wins multiple fights on his own and even holds his own against Kakuzu and Hidan without using the MS. Cannonly (Manga only) Kakashi wins against Zabuza (twice), the seven deadly swordsmen, multiple enemies in the war arc. Kakashi is also portrayed as more of a leader than a direct fighter, excelling most when he can lead a team to victory (like in the Kaguya fight).
Obito's eye is a GIFT to him. It doesn't matter if he 'shouldn't have it' or any other reason people come up with for him being crap for using it. He is the only character we see with a Sharingan (that is none Uchiha or even Uchiha in the vast majority of cases) who was 100% gifted the eye and told to use it. He uses it to honor the memory of a friend he lost.
Kakashi is the only character we see actively stand up to the system from inside the system. He's the one who stands up to Danzo to save Yamato. He's the one who turns his back on the 'New Hokage' (Danzo) and takes Naruto out of the village during a time when ALL shinobi are supposed to be restricted to inside of the village. He's the one who ignores Hiruzen's order's and plan in order to go save Yamato. He turns his back on Tsunade giving him an S-Ranked missiong to go after two of his students.
Kakashi taught each of his students something in the short amount of time we actually got to see him in teaching mode. He helps Sasuke improve his taijutsu so much that Gai is impressed by his improvements in the short span of a month. He teaches Sasuke his Chidori. He teaches Sakura the Qi release. He teaches Naruto how to make use of his shadow clones to learn faster (something Naruto uses both to create his rasenshuriken in such a short span of time and which he again uses later to learn sage mode.). That's not even touching on the obvious moments of teaching them about teamwork and chakra control (with the tree climbing)
Kakashi cared about all of his students. When he saw Itachi he assumed he was there for Sasuke, and when he found out he was there for Naruto he was just as ready to fight to protect his students. He carries Naruto on his back after he exhausted himself and gives Naruto a head pat. Seeing a bit of himself in Sasuke does not mean he ignored any of his students. While other teachers were hyper-focused on one student, Kakashi at least recognized he was only one person and when he needed to hyper-focus on Sasuke he still made sure that Naruto had someone to train him in chakra control as that was his weakest point.
Kakashi is the Hokage that made genuine changes to the system. He's the one who made a no-kill order for the shinobi of Konoha. He's the one who redirected Konoha's system away from shinobi toward a more economic system. It was during his reign that Konoha became an economic giant and grew exponentially in size.
Kakashi also became stronger after losing the Sharingan. The Sharingan was a gift from Obito that directly hurt him because he didn't have any magical fixes to keep him from getting chakra exhausted. the chakra was constantly being drained from him by the Sharingan, making him chronically fatigued just by existing with Obito's gift.
Kakashi's purple lightning is a stronger move than his chidori and does not require the sharingan. He's also capable of turning pieces of his mud wall jutsu to glass to deflect electricity before returning it to mud so that it is not left as an extremely fragile material that would shatter under most other attacks. this is a feat that was thought to be impossible even by the person who originally suggested it.
His chakra pool is so much bigger that he held a mud wall for three days and released it when he was ready to go on the attack
he defeated 50 jonin rank missing nin shinobi with a frying pan and some really well-used genjutsu
he's always learning and growing. Kakashi in OG Naruto was one of Konoha's strongest ninja and he STILL trained to get stronger after Naruto left because he knew he needed to. The same Kakashi who made the mistake of looking directly into Itachi's eye in their first fight then turned around and tricked Itachi into wasting a MS move on a shadow clone.
#Hatake Kakashi#Kakashi appreciation#Just so much negativity the last week over that stupid poll#because people can't just be normal and have fun#but instead they have to make shit up to shit on a character people love
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Bathe Me [Kakashi Hatake]
an: a story written for an absolute sweetheart who always encourages me with the kindest of words. This is for you, my darling @tired-teacher-blog, I hope you enjoy taking care of Kakashi.
pairing: Kakashi Hatake x female reader
warnings: talk of injuries, blood, wounded Kakashi, lots of hurt/comfort, bags of fluff with the adorable idiot, lots of kissing, love bites, soft Kakashi, unprotected sex, a lil nipple play, reader on top, creampie
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The overwhelming smell of disinfectant stung your nostrils. It made your eyes burn and it was nothing to do with the threat of tears that pulled from the depths of your anguished mind – of course not.
Your heart thundered in your ears, and you tried valiantly to at least steady your breathing, or you were going to end up in one of these damn rooms as well. You raced through the unfamiliar hallways in search of the correct room, cursing your decision not to intern here when you had the chance.
Where is it? 325, 326, 328… wait, what the fuck? Where is 327?!
Your feet skid to a halt on the tiled floor, and the squeak of your soles caught the attention of two men you only knew as brief acquaintances at best. The state of your overworked brain meant you had not seen them at all, had not noticed the looming presence of two males dressed in the familiar jonin uniforms nor the smell of blood, heavy enough to overpower the disinfectant.
A heavy hand fell to your shoulder mid-spin, trying to get your bearings and still puzzling over how a room could simply vanish? Snapping your head around; your gaze came to rest on the blood-soaked features of Asuma Sarutobi.
Instantly, you switched into work mode.
An expert eye took in the nasty gash that covered his left brow as the reason for the reddish-brown blood that smeared around his eye and down his cheek and neck. It had stopped bleeding but would need stitches to keep it from re-opening and your fingers were lifting to turn his chin when he cleared his throat loudly, enough to pull you out of your assessment.
“Y/n, I’ll be okay,” he assured with a determined nod of his head.
The dark-haired male looked over his shoulder and you followed his gaze to see Gai, leaning against the wall. The normally exuberant male was pale, and his lower lip quivered as he stared at you. His eyes were puffy and tender, not filled with their usual mirth and youthful good humour.
It was enough to cause your heart to palpitate even worse, sweat-slicked your palms as you gripped Asuma’s forest green jonin vest. You tugged at him, shaking with all the strength you possessed. It shouldn’t have been enough to make him budge but the Sarutobi swayed like a tree caught in a ferocious wind.
“Where is he?” you demanded.
Gai sniffled at the sound of your raw, broken voice and Asuma slid a hand through his hair. It was strange seeing him without a lit cigarette pressed between his lips but apparently, even he knew when it was best not to break the rules.
“In there,” he pointed back with his thumb to a door that was tucked into the corner, “but listen, we gotta talk first. He –”
You brushed him off, rounding his imposing frame with eyes fixed on the door that now you could see clearly emblazoned with 327 next to the panel of frosted glass. Before you could reach for the handle, Gai intercepted, blocking the door with a lowered shake of his head. He refused to meet your eyes, content with inspecting the depth of the highly polished floor and you bared your teeth in annoyance.
“Hey – y/n. We’re not tryin’ to keep you from him, but you need to know -”
Anger exploded through your veins, hissing like an angry cat you turned back to Asuma who had followed you the few steps to the closed door.
“Tell me what? Why can’t I just see him? You can spout your bullshit inside there,” you yelled, pointing at the room you were desperate to enter.
Asuma sighed, his shoulders slumped in defeat as he rubbed at the back of his neck. You stared him down as if you weren’t a good foot shorter and only equipped in the basic self-defence that all medical-nins were required to master.
It was Gai that spoke up.
“K-kakashi doesn’t want to stay in hospital. Says he’ll manage by himself at home. He – he told us to stop you from seeing him like this, thinks that it’ll make you think less of him. My eternal rival is truly a foolish man.”
You frowned at those words, heavy lead settling in the pit of your stomach. He doesn’t want me to see him. Thinks I’ll think less of him? Why did I fall in love with a damn idiot?
“Move, Gai. I’ll only ask you once.”
He did as he was told, even he knew that Kakashi’s demand was utter lunacy, and he thanked the heavens above that you had graced his best friend’s life when you had. Kakashi Hatake was a stubborn man, but he had met his match in you.
The air was cool inside the room, and most of the light was kept out from the shuttered blinds that lined the window. Only the low hum of the air conditioning unit could be heard as you stared at the man lying asleep in the bed. Your vision swam with tears at how small your towering man looked in the standard hospital bed.
He had the sheets pulled up and over his nose, refusing to allow the mystery of his lower face to be solved even in his injured state. Eyes closed with dark lashes resting on pale cheeks, his usually perky silver hair slumped low over his brow and a pained expression decorated what should be his handsome face, twisting his features into something upsetting.
You wiped the tears away with the back of your hand and bit down hard enough to draw blood from your lip. A hand gripped at the chart clipped to the end of his bed as you skimmed over the details; his vitals on arrival, the exact details of the injury and what treatment had been administered.
It seemed straightforward enough, a deep laceration to the right side of his abdomen from an unknown assailant. No major arteries or organs had been compromised and he had responded to the immediate healing to stop the bleeding from the physician on call.
You hadn’t known you were pacing the floor as you tried to distance yourself from the fact that you were reading the medical chart of your boyfriend, not until a warm hand grabbed at your free wrist and held you in place.
Kakashi’s steel grey right eye peered up at you from the bed, a resigned look painted his face as he let the sheet fall away. His lips were pressed into a thin line as he pulled you down to perch on the edge of the bed.
“Knew they wouldn’t be able to keep you out,” he croaked out.
It was a hard choice between throwing yourself down into his embrace or smacking the shit out of him – it was a real hard choice. You settled for a combination; your head draped against the crook of his neck whilst your palm smacked lightly against his shoulder. You grimaced at the smell that permeated from his dewy skin, there was no familiar tang of his unique scent, it had been replaced by a mixture of old sweat, blood and the lingering smell of antiseptic.
“You need a bath.”
Kakashi chuckled and it hurt your heart at how he winced from the gesture. You tried to lift yourself from his embrace but a firm hand held tight against your head. Fingers smoothed against your hair, playing with the strands as he shifted slightly until his chin rested atop your head.
“You offering to bathe me, princess?”
His tone was low and husky, the familiar pet name sent a surge of feelings to coil in your stomach, and you marvelled that he could think in such a way given how injured he was. Then again, this was Kakashi Hatake, and he had the libido of a permanently smouldering volcano. He was ready to ‘blow’ at the smallest action, given adequate opportunity and he was taking it without question – consequences be damned.
You dodged his suggestive question in favour of asking one of your own, “what’s this I hear about you not wanting to stay in hospital?”
The silver-haired patient let out a grumpy huff at being side-tracked onto more serious matters and you finally managed to detangle yourself from his grip. He eyed you cautiously as you sat in the chair by his bedside, dragged as close as it would allow, and taking the time to wipe away the stray tears that pooled from your eyes. He saw it, he didn’t miss a thing, but he pretended not to and gave you that minute of repose before you were seeking out the warmth of his fingers.
“I don’t need to be here, I’m more than capable of caring for myself at home,” he sulked, at least having the decency to look away from how childish he sounded, “I’ve had worse wounds than this and even you should know that my medical supplies are well stocked.”
“That’s all well and good, but why choose to grit your teeth and manage, when you could stay here and be taken care of? You’ll heal all the quicker if you just allowed yourself to relax,” you had hurried on at the opening of his mouth, knowing that he was going to argue until he was blue in the face.
Kakashi wiped away the fresh sheen of sweat that had beaded on his forehead, his jaw set in a stubborn line as he met your pleading gaze.
He knew you were right; you knew that he knew you were right, but he wasn’t going to roll over on this one. Hell would freeze over before he stayed any longer than he absolutely had to in a hospital.
It was more than simple dislike; it was a deep hatred – an abhorrence of a place that had brought him nothing but pain and misery in the past.
“I’m going home as soon as I have the strength to leave this bed, and there is nothing you can do to stop me.”
You huffed through your nose, the dying desire to throttle your beloved returning to the surface in record time. Kakashi was not the only one that was stubborn, you could be equally difficult when you wanted and right now you were determined that he would not win – not entirely.
“Fine,” you mused softly, “but I’ll be moving in as your care provider until I deem you fit enough to discharge you from my care. Got it?”
He stared at you, openly ogling as if you had, in fact, gone completely mad. You had spent the night at his place as many times as he had spent at yours, but it was never longer than a night or two. It was a bold move to invite yourself to stay temporarily, but Kakashi had to know how seriously you deemed his situation and his injury.
Ready for a verbal battle, you startled as one brow arched high. He licked meekly at his dry, chapped lips and wriggled his shoulders to sit a little more upright in the bed. All you could do was watch, curious as to what he was up to and instantly on guard for the worst.
“Fine,” he ground out before his voice became a heated whisper, one that you were intimately familiar with, “but only if you promise to help me bathe whenever I ask.”
He would be the death of you both…
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Kakashi’s house was far nicer than your own, and it was kept in immaculate order. However, it held little in the way of homely touches that you filled your small apartment with. Very few things hung on the walls, and the units in his living area were devoid of the little trinkets that cluttered your own. No wonder your boyfriend always appeared endlessly fascinated by them whenever he visited.
You thanked Asuma and Gai for their help in getting Kakashi from the hospital and into his own bed. Asuma looked much better now that his cut was stitched up and his skin scrubbed of the remnants of blood. Even Gai was able to crack some jokes as the two men each braced either side of their friend, helping him hobble slowly towards his home.
It hadn’t taken you long to familiarise yourself with his set-up, it helped that you already knew where his bedroom, bathroom, toilet and kitchen were located. You dumped the hastily packed duffel bag in what appeared to be a spare bedroom and headed for his medical supplies.
He hadn’t lied when he said he was well-stocked, the kit he owned could rival your own and you frowned at the implication. You hated thinking about the times when Kakashi had shunned help in favour of tending his own wounds, locking himself away from any kind of human comfort.
The melancholy of these thoughts spurred your footsteps, speeding you back to the master bedroom and scrambling atop the empty half until you could curl against his uninjured side. Kakashi roused from his doze, a grumble in his throat as his head lolled to look down on you, tearful and quivering as your arms grabbed onto his bicep, hugging it close to your chest.
“What’s wrong?” he slurred.
“Nothing really,” you mumbled with your face buried deep into his shoulder once more, “I just – I hate that you spent so long dealing with your injuries all alone. Please, please don’t shut me out.”
He didn’t answer and you peeked up at his face, flushed and shiny in sweat. Sitting up quickly, your palm met his forehead and you hissed through your teeth at the intense flash of heat that radiated from him. His eyes fluttered behind their lids, and you were increasingly aware of the tension within his muscles, the short sharp spasms that were accompanying his fever.
“Shit!”
Is it just a fever? Sign of infection? Fuck, I should never have allowed him to leave the hospital so soon!
The next thirty minutes were spent in a panic-induced silence. A moist rag, cold but not too cold rested on his forehead as your chakra pulled into your hands. The sensation was comforting, this was something you did well and as the warm feeling flowed to the tips of your fingers, it became a calming sense that eased the worst of the fear from the room.
His wound, although deep and jagged was not bleeding. Nothing had popped open under the strain of the transport home and there was no smell of infection. Your chakra hovered closely against the site, prodding as gently as was possible until you were reassured there was no further immediate danger.
The fever had dipped enough to allow you to sigh in relief, standing on shaky legs as you wobbled your way into the kitchen in search of two glasses of water. Your resolution of remaining in another room for the night scattered to the wind as you stared from the doorway at the sleeping man.
Your man.
The man you loved with all your heart.
The man that deserved love as much as anyone else did – and you were going to give it all to him.
~
Kakashi felt like shit, worse than shit. He groaned, trying to find a comfortable position but the stab of pain in his abdomen put an end to that thought. A rag fell over his eyes which he quickly grabbed and threw across the room. He was unsure what time it was, but it had to be early from the way the warm amber sun filtered through the partially opened drapes at his window.
A soft snore echoed near his ear; his neck craned as much as was possible and the pitter-patter of his heart spoke more than mere words ever could. Curled into a tight ball, your eyes were squeezed shut and fingers clutched into the pale blue bedsheet as if it were your only lifeline in this world. It should be him that you held that tightly, selfishly, Kakashi wanted to be your anchor over all else.
Every muscle ached as his palm met your cheek, thumb stroking the soft skin and he smiled as you nuzzled against his warmth. He tried to recall the events that had transpired once they had arrived at his house, but it was a bit of a blur. Kakashi remembered you thanking Gai and Asuma after they had rather unceremoniously dumped him atop his bed, and after that, there were only mumbled words and heat – a lot of heat.
He felt and smelled disgusting and no longer could he lay here caked in grime and stale sweat. Without disturbing you, Kakashi managed to sit up with only one wince of pain. His bare feet swung to the cool hardwood floor, and he gingerly stood, swaying like the last leaf on an autumn-kissed tree, but remaining upright.
It pained him to leave you asleep, but he knew that you would protest him even being on his feet unaccompanied, and some things a man needed to do on their own.
He caught sight of the unfamiliar bag tossed on the bed in his spare room, before he could stop himself, he was lifting it by the long strap and dragging it back into his room. If you thought for even one second that you were going to sleep in another room, you had another thing coming.
Once more, his gaze softened as he stood to watch you sleep for a moment.
Kakashi had taken plenty of lovers over the years, but never one that burrowed under his skin quite like you. He was enamoured with your no-nonsense attitude, how you challenged him and refused to simply roll over at his ‘bullshit’, as you called it. You were passionate, funny and so pretty it made his teeth set on edge – as if you were the sweetest treat in the candy shop.
It was his greatest pleasure in life to turn that fierce scowl into a shy blushing mess.
You were so affected by his words that he barely had to try to get a reaction from you, so eager for whatever he fed your desires. Whispered words, affirmations of love along with the lewd thoughts that were never far from his mind – especially when he was around you – it all worked like a charm.
Your cunning man adored making you just a little nervous when he set his predatory gaze on you, he could see your ‘fight or flight’ instinct kick in and more often than not he would take chase until you were squealing and giggling in his hold. Thrown over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing, playful swats at your lovely rump and low growls just to hear your cute little noises. Kakashi lived for these moments. They gave him a reason to get up in the morning, to regain the strength he had lost through lack of use and after months of hard work, he was back to peak condition.
Those thoughts wilted as he realised he had been set back by his injury, that he would be out of action for at least a few weeks, and all the lustful memories crashed out of his head in one fell swoop. He stomped to the toilet to take care of business before heading into the attached bathing room where his walk-in shower stood.
He set the water to just below scalding, then lowered it again given the wound under his wrapped abdomen. For long minutes he debated how to go about this whilst the steam curled to the ceiling and fogged the mirror in front of him. The reflection was not a welcome one and he was glad that it quickly became obscured as he brushed his teeth.
Time to prove I am no invalid.
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It wasn’t the sunlight that caused you to wake, nor was it the incessantly chirpy dawn chorus. No – it was the absence of warmth.
Scrunching your nose in annoyance, you wriggled around like a worm as you tried to force yourself back to slumber without opening your eyes. The softest of inhales pricked your ear, one eye opening to see Kakashi framed in the doorway with a white towel draped loosely around his lean hips.
He held a second smaller towel to his hair which he used to dry the wet strands and a knowing smile graced his lips as he took a further step into the room. The scent of his spicy pink peppercorn body wash permeated the air, it made your mouth salivate as you drank in his self-assured pose.
You shook your head, there was no time for admiring him, no matter how damn gorgeous he was, not when he was doing exactly what you didn’t want him to do!
“The hell are you doing out of bed by yourself? Why didn’t you wake me?”
You rose to your haunches on the bed, fisting the sheets and shaking one at the silver-haired man that dared – dared – to roll his eyes in response. He came to sit on the corner of the bed with a heavy sigh, and you could tell that the exertion of showering had taken it out of him.
“I managed just fine, didn’t I?” he quipped, throwing the small sodden towel in your enraged face.
“And what if you had collapsed in the shower dumbass? You had a raging fever less than twelve hours ago as well as a wicked wound that hasn’t had any chance to heal yet,” you thundered after throwing the wet towel over the damp silver spikes adorning his head.
One minute you were walking on your knees on the mattress, railing at your idiot of a boyfriend for being so careless, and the next you were flat on your back with a smug face inches from your own.
“Have I ever told you how sexy you are when you’re mad at me?” he purred, letting his nose run along the length of your own.
He was too close and too far away.
The kiss was sinfully slow, lips meeting as if reuniting after a great time had passed, relearning their softness and taste. Kakashi’s tongue licked into your mouth as your lips parted on a soft moan, he explored the wet cavern with a gentle dominance. He tasted like minty toothpaste, his chapped lips from the previous night replaced by dew-kissed petals that were soft yet firm against your own.
Your fingers curled around his neck, carding into the damp hair at the nape and twisting just enough for a quiet groan to rumble in the depths of his chest. Kakashi held himself up on one forearm as his free hand trailed over your shorts from yesterday.
We should stop – I should stop. Gods, why does he have to taste so good? Smell so tantalising?
Against your better judgement, you didn’t put an end to the kisses, didn’t halt him when his lips danced over your cheeks, jaw and down to your throat. You were lost in the feel of him, sucked under the waves of mutual desire with no chance of resistance.
You could feel the little love bites that littered every inch of bare skin he could reach, knew that his wandering fingers had started to unbutton your blouse to expose even more to his hungry mouth and you couldn’t find the will to care how dangerous this was.
It wasn’t until your thighs parted further, lifting to wind around his waist, that you were ripped from the chokehold of rampant lust. Kakashi winched as your leg brushed against his stomach, almost dropping atop you as his forearm shook with the exertion to keep him up.
You pushed him back with steady hands and forced him to sit up as you folded your legs into a knot with a worried expression on your face. He looked away from you, not liking that expression one little bit. It wasn’t hard to identify that you had inadvertently hurt his pride.
With kiss-swollen lips you took his head into your hands, cupping his jaw and rubbing both thumbs over his cheekbones, “I need to check you over, don’t misinterpret my stopping you.”
Kakashi continued to look toward the door but didn’t stop you from unwinding the fresh bandages he had applied after his shower. He remained silent as you pressed him back onto the bed, not even a whisper fell from his mouth as you gathered your chakra and swept the abused flesh surrounding his wound. It was looking good, in fact, it looked better than you had expected.
“Told you I could care for myself.”
You straddled his knees, planting both hands against his shoulders. The flash of carmine from the Sharingan dazzled you for a moment, that look of raw need mingled with a stubborn will not to appear weak.
Mindful of his injury, your face lowered to his just as he had done to you moments ago. Your nose rubbed against him, pressing feather-soft kisses to his cheek.
“I didn’t doubt you for a moment, but you are not alone – not anymore. Let me in, you don’t have to walk this path alone.”
His palms cupped your butt, trying to tug you further up his body and you knew what he wanted, but it would be wrong – you knew that now.
“Plus, I haven’t had a chance to bathe you yet,” you teased. With one quick peck on his nose, you stood from the bed and picked up the white bandages.
You ignored the feigned groan of pain. Kakashi pressed a palm to his face, and you knew that if he were at full strength, you would be in a world of trouble right now. However, you were the master until he recovered and what you said was law. He may look as delicious as always, but the wound on his belly and the dark shadows under his eyes were a reminder that he was not well.
“Let’s wrap you up and I’ll cook some breakfast.”
~
The day slipped quickly into the next.
A mixture of soft domesticity and playful bickering. He fought against the sleep that constantly tried to smother him into slumber, only succumbing to napping when you would gingerly curl next to him. Lulling him into the velvet void with your hushed voice and delicate finger that drew patterns of unknown design against his chest.
Kakashi found that he had no desire for you to ever leave his home, even after such a short time. You brightened a place that he had previously found little comfort in, and the idea of you leaving him here alone was not a welcome one.
For all his previous admissions that he could manage just fine on his own, he didn’t want to and for the first time in a long time, he found strength in leaning on someone else.
You had tried to retire to his spare bedroom that evening under the guise of letting him get proper rest, and he had pouted like a petulant child until you caved. You made him swear that he would sleep and not try anything ‘funny’, to which he had scoffed. The ideas in his mind were anything but funny, and yet he agreed to your ridiculous demand – forced to seal it with an equally ridiculous pinky promise – and he had not blushed, you couldn’t prove it!
In truth, he had not the energy to truly press the matter. Falling deeply asleep the very second after you mumbled a sleepy “goodnight” and ushered into what he hoped would be a dreamless sleep.
He was not so lucky...
Kakashi found himself in an unsettlingly familiar clearing.
Faced with an unknown shinobi with no identifying forehead protector. His face was concealed by the hood that shrouded him in darkness, even with the Sharingan he could only make out the faintest traces of a sneer and cold navy blue eyes.
He moved with a speed that was unexpected, and Kakashi followed the movement as he had done when he encountered this enemy with Asuma and Gai. However, this time he would be ready to intercept the strike that had caused his injury. Chakra pulled along his forearm and lightning prickled his palm.
In slow motion, he twisted his torso and struck out with his fist.
A sharp pain had him faltering as his left eye blacked out entirely. Kakashi stumbled as the scene changed in the blink of an eye. Where he should have stood, you were there, arms thrown wide as if shielding him from the attack. All he could do was watch as you fell to your knees and then face first into the dirt.
The world spun to black as he tried to run for you, never getting any closer as he roared your name.
Kakashi jolted awake as two tight hands shook at his shoulders, and he rolled instinctively to pull his attacker under his body. The loud shriek of surprise and fright roused him enough to blink his eyes and look down to see your timid face peering back at him.
“Princess, it’s you,” he whispered.
He roamed your features, watching them soften under his expert gaze. You squirmed for release of his tight hold but Kakashi had to be sure – had to know that you were safe and whole. He yanked at the soft cotton of your sleeping top, exposing your midsection that quivered as he ran exploratory fingers over the soft smooth skin – unmarked and perfect.
“Kashi, it’s me. I’m – I’m okay. Look at me,” you pleaded, and he should have known that you would be smart enough to realise that he had been trapped in a nightmare.
His face crumpled as he rested his weight atop your body, accepting him like only a lover could – cradled between your thighs with arms wrapped around his shoulders. You stroked at his naked back and felt the hairs raise as you did your best to soothe his fear from him.
Kakashi nuzzled against your neck, insistent lips pressed to your beating pulse and the primal noises from inside his chest sparked something equally as basic in you.
Wrapped in the dark of the night, you held the face of your beloved and listened to his most earnest plea, “Need you, y/n. Please – I just – I want to wrap myself in only you.”
You were a slowly burning match, ignited by the love and need so openly displayed. Not hidden behind a playful facade, no teasing or messing around – this was something more and it transcended simple intimacy.
A soft kiss was your answer.
Lost in the feel of the man in your arms, drowned by his taste and aroma. He was the very air that your lungs needed, the reason you greeted each morning with a smile on your face and the other half of your soul.
The pale blue sheets twisted as Kakashi let his hands roam your pliant frame, he may need you urgently but he was still going to savour the moment and enjoy your treasure of a body now stripped of clothes.
He had no desire to stop kissing you. Stealing your moans and swallowing them down hungrily, but your writhing movements spoke of how he was needed in other places.
Swipe, swipe, swipe.
Expert fingers spread through your folds, the roughened pad moving in precise time as his mouth closed around your soft nipple. The gasp in your throat spurred him on, tongue swirling the budding peak and lips rolling it gently.
You were so wet and eager, hips pressing against his hand in the hopes of just a touch more friction and Kakashi delivered – as he always did. His thumb nestled against your clit, moving gently from side to side as he knew you liked. Not more than a ghost of pressure as he slowly stoked your fires.
“Love you so much princess,” he cooed against your breasts. The wet disconnect of his lips snapped at the chains of desire, pulling taut and resonating deep in your stomach.
“Kashi – fuck – wait!”
He growled in answer, pearly white teeth nipping at your neglected nipple and almost entirely feral eyes snapped up at your face. The blazing intensity of the Sharingan never ceased to steal the breath from your lungs.
You had to use all of your strength to roll him over, flipping your positions and drawing a deep grunt from Kakashi. His mouth refused to budge from your trapped nipple, the tip tickling against the sensitive skin as he rubbed his excited erection against your slick pussy. A part of you wondered when he had even removed his pyjama pants, but the thought was banished as he deliberately caught your hood with the blunt head of his cock.
It was hard to think straight, to reassemble your mental faculties enough to remember why you had wanted to be on top. Your short nails scratched into the velvet-encased steel of his chest, catching his pretty perked-up nipples as payback for his teasing ways.
“Mm,” he groaned out and finally let his head fall back against the pillows.
“Let me love you, you deserve the world Kakashi.”
He brushed the tears from your eyes with his thumb, a ghost of a smile pressed on his lips as you gazed at him lovingly. Your heart clenched and it only heightened the points that connected you to him, thighs pressed tight against his hips, hands braced on his chest and the gentle sway of your lower lips that encased his shaft coated in your arousal.
You reached between your bodies, mindful of bearing your weight partially on your haunches, and cupped his heavy balls – rolling them slowly and enjoying the catch of breath in his throat. Dextrous fingers continued the massage until you could take it no longer, your need to unite completely overpowering your rational brain.
His cock was hard and straining in your tight fist, sliding easily from base to tip with how drenched he was in your wetness. You guided him to where you needed him most and slowly inched down. Every vein dragged against your walls, forcing you open. The whine from your pouty lips, the writhe of your hips as you stalled at only a few inches deep only tightened his hold on your waist.
Kakashi rubbed soothing circles against your soft tummy, letting you bounce on half of his length as your tight pussy unfurled like a blooming rose. Each descent was easier than the last, the stinging burn of being stretched overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure of feeling him deep inside.
You blushed under his heated stare, the one that spoke of carnal thoughts but was softened by the equally pretty blush on his cheeks and the tips of his ears. Teeth sunk deep into your lip, embarrassed by the lewd noises that were close to escaping your throat.
Kakashi gripped your chin, pulling you down so he could kiss you soundly. It was a clash of teeth, a war of tongues that swirled and fought to come out on top, interrupted by the guttural sound as you finally – finally – came to rest flush against Kakashi’s hips.
“That’s it, princess. So tight for me. You feel me here?” he asked, pressing a hand against the slight bulge on your stomach from the angle of your body.
You writhed like a snake, hissing and whimpering through the deep kiss against your cervix. Clenching around his thick cock, catching every intimate spot with practised precision.
It was slow and intimate.
Both hot and intense – lovemaking and primal sex.
Hips faltered from their rhythmical bounce, losing tempo as fatigue set in. Kakashi kneaded at your butt, spreading the cheeks as he dug his fingers into your yielding plush flesh. He took over, fucking up into your pussy that gripped him so tightly, trying to fix him in place and milk him dry.
Your sweaty face pressed into the crook of his neck, a hand on either side of his face to keep you from pressing your weight against his torso and he cursed his injured body. His hips drove harder, making to demonstrate that he was no weakling, he could still fuck you dumb and that was his intention.
Planting his feet on the mattress, he raised his knees and pressed kisses to your cheek, “lean back princess, I gotcha.”
You were as limp as a noodle yet you managed to press your back against his thighs. You gifted him a perfect view, captured by the bright flare of the Sharingan – sweat-soaked smooth skin, breasts moist from his saliva and where his cock disappeared into your pretty pussy.
“Love you Kashi – love you so much,” you slurred.
Silver hair fell into his eyes as he fixed you with a tender smile, linking your fingers to give you the added stability from his arms. His hips snapped upwards and you yelped in surprise, head lolling back as he didn’t dare to give you even a second reprieve.
“I love you too y/n.”
Kakashi drove into you like a man possessed. His butt contracted with every stroke, tightness flooding his belly and making the wet smack of his heavy balls against your ass sound so lewd in the dark room. The precipice approached, your walls squeezing the life out of him as your keening noises reached a crescendo that only animals would be able to hear.
“Cum for me princess,” he coaxed, releasing one hand to let his thumb rub feverishly at your achingly sensitive nub. He wasn’t prepared for your orgasm to knock the breath from his lungs. You exploded like the most spectacular firework – it truly was a sight to behold.
Kakashi gritted his teeth in a desperate attempt to hold off his own release but it was too much. The vice-like grip on this pulsing dick, the heavenly sight of your blissful expression along with your panting chants of his name were too much for him to hold back.
Warm, comforting heat spread throughout your body. You were distantly aware of Kakashi’s orgasm, sensing the hot flood of milky cum that coated your walls and lowly moaning at how it tried to dribble from your still stuffed pussy.
Slowly, you returned to earth.
Grounded by your anchor that was the silver-haired honey lying beneath you. He rubbed your soft stomach, thumbs tracing your sides as he twitched in your tight hold. Each time made you jolt a little, a small giggle cooling the air that was heavy and sticky with the scent of sex.
“You know,” Kakashi purred, fixing you with his steel grey eye, “you still haven’t bathed me yet…”
He grunted as you unseated yourself, head falling to his thighs as your supple, boneless body melded into the sheets. You grinned at him from your position, watching his softening cock twitch in the thick sheen of your combined essence.
“How about an extra special kind of bath?”
The answering smile was wicked, eyes rolling to the back of his skull as you took him in a firm hold and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his sensitive cock.
“You’re so good to me. Better than I deserve. Will – will you stay?” he asked in utter reverence.
How could you even dream of saying no?
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Sometimes I think Hiruzen got some kind of weird divine message at the moment of Kakashi's birth. Something like:
Hiruzen, smoking in his office: eh, my life is hard
A voice in his head, sounding suspiciously like Danzo: hey, this is the birth of the one to whom you (and the next few generations) will pass on all the problem children
Hiruzen, interested: and when can I start doing that?
Voice: in six years
Hiruzen, unhappy: eh, that's a long time to wait, but it'll do
Hiruzen, handing Kakashi to Minato at the age of five: I'm giving you a year to make him a good babysitter
Minato, shocked: excuse me?
Hiruzen, disgruntled: damn it, Minato needs a team of students to make him a good hokage, but he's also needed on the battlefield, what to do
Hiruzen, looking at Kakashi: boy, you're 6 years old now, it's time to become a chunin, the clock is ticking, someone needs to watch the kids while Minato is on the battlefield
Hiruzen: hmm, time to end the war and pass the hat to Minato, he needs to spend more time on the battlefield, but then he'll be distracted by his team.... But those kids aren't little kids either, they should be on their own by now. That's right!
Hiruzen, looking at Kakashi: Boy, how old are you now? 10? It's time to become a jonin and take charge of the team, I'm tired of pretending you don't, you'll be in charge instead of Minato
Hiruzen, looking at Itachi, Tenzo, and Shisui(about the last one, that's my personal headcanon, sorry, I'm weak for him): I have genius and powerful kids in the anbu, I need to choose which team to send them to
Hiruzen, looking at the team where Kakashi is: right here, after all, who can handle genius kids better than a genius teenager
Hiruzen, after the massacre of the Uchiha clan: well that's too bad, we need to somehow eliminate Kakashi from the anbu so he'll have Sasuke and Naruto on his team 5 years from now
Hiruzen, 2 years later, when Asuma, Gai, and Kurenai came to him: well finally, I've been waiting for you guys
Hiruzen, three years later: Kakashi, here's your team, these are the two most troubled kids in the village and the girl not from the clan
Kakashi: Fucking hell
(I have a headcanon that Team 7 sometimes left their kids with Kakashi)
Sakura: we're going on vacation for the weekend
Kakashi: yeah, okay, have a great trip
Sasuke: you stay with the kids
Kakashi: firstly, I'm a hokage, not a babysitter, and secondly, what kids?
Sakura: firstly, I'm the head of the hospital
Sasuke: secondly, Naruto and Hinata are coming too
Kakashi: you're all crazy
Lol, Kakashi will babysit Boruto and Sarada's kids and no one will be surprised, everyone's used to it.
#naruto#kakashi hatake#hatake kakashi#naruto headcanons#hiruzen sarutobi#sasuke uchiha#sakura haruno#team minato#team 7#team ro#boruto#papashi#babysitter kakashi#he is so he
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