I wanted to just write some subspace drabbles. I ended up writing for Itachi and Asmo. Not proofread lol. Enjoy!
“‘tachi, look at me,” you commanded, lifting his chin upwards to help him. He was kneeling at your feet originally, but when it had become clear just how deeply he had fallen, you had crouched down in front of him to check on him.
Itachi’s eyes fluttered, focusing on your face for only a moment before drooping back down. He put more weight against the hand you were using to hold up his chin.
“Itachi, look at me,” you ordered again, tapping on his cheek a little to try and focus him. “What’s your colour?”
His hazy eyes made no attempt to look at you this time, staring off into nothing.
“‘tachi, baby,” you leant in, lowering your voice. “What’s your colour, my darling?”
Itachi only whined, tipping forward slightly as though he was trying to get closer to you. You allowed it, opening your arms and tugging him into your embrace. You were still clothed, but you could feel the heat from Itachi’s bare skin.
“That’s a red, then,” you said. If he wasn’t responding to you, the scene had to end.
Itachi didn’t react to your words, or to when you lifted him off the ground into a shaky standing position and led him towards your bed.
It became clear after a while that Itachi wasn’t going to respond to anything. He didn’t acknowledge the glass of water you held to his lips or the request for him to try and dress himself.
In fact, the only thing he responded to at all was physical touch from you. So, you gave up on dressing him and instead just tucked him into bed, in your arms and allowed him to drift while you kept him safe.
A little anxiety curled in your gut as you worried something was wrong, but you ignored it and instead focused on Itachi’s wellbeing.
“Good boy, you’re so perfect,” you whispered into his ear as you cradled him close to your chest. “You’re so, so good for me. Things just got a bit much this time, yeah?”
He didn’t respond and you didn’t even know if he was still awake, but you kept the sweet nothings going, just in case he could hear you.
And hopefully, by tomorrow, you could give him his normal aftercare and he’d be back to normal.
For Asmo, subspace was strange. He could certainly get to that mental state, but it was always combined with the euphoria that came from his sin. It was intense, he was intense.
“Yes, yes, yes,” he moaned, again and again, as you slipped a larger toy inside him. You had been playing with him for hours already. “Need it, I need it, I deserve it.”
“You do deserve it,” you agreed, twisting the wrist that was holding the toy. “You’ve been such a good boy recently.”
Asmo whined and moaned at the same time, the strange sound breaking at it’s loudest point.
“Yes, I’m good, I’m good, I’m pretty,” he babbled, seemingly losing control of the filter in between his mind and his mouth.
“So pretty, so perfect, inside and out,” you kept up the ministrations with the toy with one hand and wrapped your other around his weeping cock. “You’re my pretty boy, my perfect boy, my special darling, so loved, so, so loved and adored.”
Asmo tensed, keening, back arching, as he came all over your hands. Compliments and reminders that you loved him always had this effect when he was in subspace.
“Good boy,” you made sure to praise him as his arms gave out and he went completely lax against the bed. Asmo was covered in a sheen of sweat, chest heaving with exertion, but he wasn’t tired enough to be unable to reach a hand out behind him, a silent ask for you to come closer to him.
Of course you followed his silent desire, easily shifting up the bed and brushing his hair out of his face with your hand.
“I love you,” you said, smiling at him. “I love you very much, Asmo.”
Asmo hummed, pleased. He had a dopey little smile on his face to match his glazed eyes.
“love y’ t’,” he murmured back. “A lot.”
Team 7 prepares to leave on a escorting mission to the Land of the Waves. Something easy and safe... or is it?
So Iruka didn’t actually adopt Naruto (he’s barely over 20) but since they were always together and Naruto would more often than not spend the night at his place, at some point they just started living together.
And I have two ideas to how this went down... Either Iruka prepared the extra bedroom for Naruto in secret around the time he entered in the academy as a present or celebration or... Iruka finally got tired of sleeping in the sofa everytime Sasuke and Sakura came over and took over his bed. (Because team 7 has sleepovers at each others’ places like weekly)
Itachi is here, yeah! I have some future plans for the rest of the Akatsuki and some Uchihas, but for now basically there was no Uchiha massacre. Many of them died in the previous war fighting for the village which gave them a pretty good reputation.
Also the clan is not so big that they need a whole neighborhood just for them, though they all still live pretty close together, and Sasuke’s parents still died around that same time, leaving just the two brothers.