Archive of Our Own ^beta

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hii, welcome to my first ever kinktober!! below is the list for this month ⋆˚࿔
i might be a bit late updating since my final exams are this month, but i will complete everything eventually !! ⋆˚࿔
and just another reminder that everything written is consensual and everyone is 18+ ! ⋆˚࿔
finally, if needed, additional tags will be at the beginning of each chapter (since i ran out of tags in the desc...) ⋆˚࿔
have fun reading!!! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

۶ৎ day 1 — minato namikaze (fem reader) — free use

۶ৎ day 2 — indra ōtsutsuki (fem reader) — temp marks

۶ৎ day 3 — suguru geto and satoru gojo (fem reader) — threesome ​​​​​​​

۶ৎ day 4 — gray fullbuster (fem reader) — voyeurism

۶ৎ day 5 —​​​​​​​ madara uchiha (fem reader) — dacryphilia

۶ৎ day 6 — cana (male reader) — intoxication

۶ৎ day 6 — tsunade (fem reader) — intoxication

۶ৎ day 7 —​​​​​​​ hidan (male reader) — bloodplay

۶ৎ day 8 —​​​​​​​ sakura haruno & ino yamanaka (male reader) — webcam

۶ৎ day 9 — toji fushiguro (fem reader)— exhibitionism

۶ৎ day 10 —​​​​​​​ tobirama senju (fem reader)— oral 

۶ৎ day 11 —​​​​​​​ sasuke uchiha (fem reader) — somnophilia 

۶ৎ day 12 —​​​​​​​ erza scarlet (fem reader) — kneeling

۶ৎ day 13 —​​​​​​​ satoru gojo (fem reader) — breeding kink

۶ৎ day 14 — obito uchiha (fem reader) — choking

۶ৎ day 15 —​​​​​​​ kakashi hatake (fem reader) — semi-public

۶ৎ day 16 —​​​​​​​ natsu dragneel (fem reader) — fire play

۶ৎ day 17 —​​​​​​​ naruto uzumaki (fem reader) — handcuffs

۶ৎ day 18 —​​​​​​​ toji fushiguro (fem reader) — dom/sub

۶ৎ day 19 —​​​​​​​ genma shiranui (fem reader) — creampie

۶ৎ day 20 —​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ itachi uchiha (fem reader) — mirror sex

۶ৎ day 21 — nanami kento (fem reader) — forced orgasm

۶ৎ day 22 —​​​​​​​ nanami kento (fem reader) — uniform kink

۶ৎ day 23 —​​​​​​​ suguru geto (fem reader) — praise kink

۶ৎ day 24 —​​​​​​​ shikamaru nara (fem reader) — aftercare

۶ৎ day 25 —​​​​​​​ gajeel redfox (fem reader) — wall sex

۶ৎ day 26 —​​​​​​​ lucy heartfelia (fem reader) — lingerie

۶ৎ day 27 —​​​​​​​ sasuke uchiha (fem reader) — hair pulling

۶ৎ day 28 —​​​​​​​ kakazu (fem reader) — sadism/masochism

۶ৎ day 29 —​​​​​​​ kisame hoshigaki (fem reader) — body worship

۶ৎ day 30 —​​​​​​​ ryomen sukuna (fem reader) — degradation

۶ৎ day 31— obito uchiha (fem reader) — begging

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        stuff to expect: consensual free use | praise | creampie | established relationship | some domestic stuff

        i was a bit late on this one (i was studying :p) but here it is!! hope you enjoy, it's my first smut piece in like 2 yrs c:

        Minato told you he'd be working from home today. And you jokingly said, "So, we can do it anywhere, anytime?"

        You did not expect the cunning smirk on his face as his only reply. He eyed you up and down, his blue eyes swimming with hunger, but he said nothing. He kissed your cheek and went into his office for the day without another word.

        Despite him not confirming nor denying your proposition, you felt a hint of excitement as you carried out everyday chores. When you showered that morning, a part of you hoped he'd surprise you from behind, and when you brought him breakfast in his study wearing nothing but underwear and one of his shirts, you prayed that he'd clear his desk and fuck you senseless on it as thanks.

        Eventually, you changed into a short skirt, and a black, long-sleeved shirt.

        You forgot the underwear and a bra; you wanted Minato to have the easiest time accessing you as possible.

        At ten, you had walked past his open door a couple times, but he hadn't looked up even once. He chatted to co-workers over Zoom meetings, looking all too professional in his white, button-up. He flicked through documents, signed papers, wrote e-mails, and overall didn't seem to have any free time for you, his desperate, impatient, ready-whenever, wife.

        Your slick had begun to drip slowly down your inner thighs. God, you wanted him, more than you ever had before. The thought of him hadn't left your mind since you woke up. You wanted to remind him of what you said, that you were serious, that you'd been waiting all day, but you hated to look so needy in front of him.

        You wanted him to know what you wanted without you having to remind him.

        At noon, you decided to clean the dining table after spilling some of your lunch. Nothing drastic, but better done sooner than later. You wiped down the mess with a cloth, making sure to get every last drop. When you turned around, there Minato was, standing over you curiously. He tilted his head, looking at your flustered figure.

        You dropped the cloth you were holding.

        "Minato! I-" you blurted out, instantly stopped short by his lips on yours. You could practically taste his desire all over his lips. He was so gentle, yet so full of yearning.

        A soft hand snaked to your waist, another gripping your ass under your skirt. Minato moved you against the table, the back of your legs hitting wood. He hummed into your mouth as he felt around, squeezing and  fondling, and soon he realised that you were without underwear. You could feel him grin devilishly as he kissed you. 

        As his tongue explored your mouth, his solid body leaning into you, his hand moved towards your front. He skillfully slipped two of his fingers inside you, feeling how slick you were already.

        "Oh, sweetheart," he cooed, moving his mouth to your neck. His lips were soft and delicate against your neck while his fingers continued to work their magic, sliding in and out, touching all the right spots. You were seeing stars, already slippery against his touch. "You've been wanting it all day, haven't you?"

        You moaned loud against his mouth, pulling away, and you watched Minato suck the fingers that were just inside of you.

        And then, in an instant, he was already moving his hands underneath your shirt, yanking it off of you. He dropped it on the floor, mouth moving towards your breasts. Your hand gripped his blonde hair as your head flew back, whining at the sensation of his tongue circling your sensitive nipple.

        He pulled away, a string of spit connecting him to your tits. Then, with ease, Minato lifted you up and laid you out on the table. You shivered as the cold timber touched your back, and you watched as he went to unbutton his slacks.

        Your heart skipped a beat, both at the prospect of finally getting what you wanted, and at the sight of Minato standing in front of you. Gods, you couldn't get over how perfect he looked, especially when he looked down at you like that.

         "You wanna do it... here?" you asked, swallowing as you watched him unzip his fly. His pants dropped, leaving only the black fabric of his underwear between you and his already-hard cock, which you had been oh so lustfully craving all day.

        Minato smiled, tongue running across his teeth. "Anywhere, anytime, isn't that right?"

        You blinked back at him, letting out a shaky breath. So he had been thinking about what you said.

        Unbeknownst to you, he'd been fantasising all day. Between every meeting, every signed document, he was picturing his pretty girl in every position, and every area of the house he could think of. He wanted you on your knees, bent over the counter, sprawled out on his desk, even in the shower.

        Minato wanted it however, whenever. Minato wanted it anywhere, anytime, just as you requested.

        And how could he say no to a face like that? The cheeky smile on your face and the embarrassed giggle you let out sent his heart, and his filthy mind, racing. He could hardly stop himself from picking you up and fucking you then and there.

        And as he looked down at your flushed figure laid out on the table for him, he couldn't hold back anymore.

        He was craving you. You could see it in his eyes, the way he bit his lip as he palmed his cock through the fabric, and the-

        Before you could even process it, Minato's underwear was at his ankles, your skirt had been ripped off, and his tip was already rubbing against your entrance.

        You gasped quietly, looking down at his member. He lined himself up, licking his lips as he stared down at your dripping folds. He flicked his eyes back up to meet your own, hooking your ankles over his shoulders. His blonde hair brushed along your calf as he tilted his head.

        "Ready?" he asked, voice low, dark, and all too intimate.

        An arm went across your legs, keeping them flat against his clothed chest; he was still wearing that button-up you loved. His free hand grabbed your hips, his thumb hovering above your throbbing clit.

        You were desperate for his touch, and you rocked your hips up, hoping for a little bit of friction. But Minato hardened his grip on you and raised an expectant eyebrow, reminding you to answer him.

        Am I ready?

        Oh, who were you kidding? You've been ready for hours.

        You nodded, and you saw an expression of sheer excitement flit over his face as he began moving his hips forward.

        How slow he entered was torture for you, who impatiently wanted to engulf his full length. You squirmed, eager for him.

        Then, he stopped, chuckled, then thrusted his whole seven-inch repertoire into you. 

        A moan quickly left your mouth, your eyes rolling back at the sensation of him filling you up so suddenly. He slid in with ease, a testament to how wet you had gotten. Minato paused for a couple seconds, completely entranced by how effortlessly your cunt sucked him up. You were obsessed with the rapt way he looked at you, like a hot meal to a man starved.

        Then, he sped up, beginning to thrust so fast that it caught you off guard.

        Minato watched your cheeks flush the prettiest shade of pink, your eyes roll back, your hands covering your mouth trying to stifle your moans. It was clear to anyone that you were in a state of pure bliss. 

        And then he thought brazenly, what can I do to make her feel even better?

        You didn't think you could handle anything more than his cock filling you up, moving against your throbbing walls. And then you felt his thumb lower down onto your clit. He begun to circle the nub, and it felt so good you thought you were gonna fall apart around him. Moan after moan after whimper left your lips, and you were helpless as he used you. 

        Just like you wanted.

        "God, you're so beautiful," Minato purred, voice strained by the speed of his thrusts. You covered your face, embarrassed. He chuckled, slowing down and moving his thumb from your clit. "Don't cover that pretty face, baby. Show me how much you're enjoying it." His voice was dripping in authority and lust, and you felt compelled to listen.

        You loved to please him. Pliantly, you moved your hands, and he winked a cerulean eye back at you.

        "That's my girl."

        Then he resumed.

        His thumb worked magic on your sweet spot, it felt so good, so fucking good, and you were already getting close. But you could barely focus on your impending orgasm with how well he was fucking you. Every stroke was heaven, each movement sending your body and mind into a frenzy.

        "Minato," you whined, his name falling from your lips like a prayer. "I'm getting cl- I'm gonna-" You bit back a moan while you watched his head fly back, a low groan coming from his mouth.

        That was his tell; he was getting close, too.

        "I know baby, you're doing such a good job," he said, the praise getting you even closer to the finish line. "Just a little longer. Can you do that for me?" You knew exactly what he meant; Minato wanted to cum alongside you, but you had no idea if you could even hold out that long. But you'd do it for him, somehow.

        "Yes sir," you squeaked out, trying your hardest to not succumb to the pleasure. Then, heat spread across your face. You don't know if you had ever called him that, or if he even liked it. It just came out instinctively. He moved his head back down to look at you, eyes-wide, but not in confusion, but rather like he had realised something about himself.

        "Oh, fuck," he said breathlessly, still burying himself deep inside you. "Do it again, call me that again," he begged, speeding up.

        You were gonna finish. You couldn't hold it back any longer. The faster thrusts, his thumb circling your clit, the way he looked so good fucking you—  it was all too much for you. "Please, sir- please, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna-" You begged and begged, despite having no clue what you were pining for. He'd let you finish even if you didn't say a word.

        Just as you loved to please him, he was obsessed with pleasing you.

        In an instant, pleasure crashed over you in waves, and you couldn't help but moan and whimper his name and other incoherent nonsense as he fucked you through your orgasm. You gripped the side of the table so hard your knuckles went white. Your eyes rolled so far back you thought they'd go all the way round.

        But you weren't done yet. Minato began to thrust so hard it shook the dining table, the feet grinding against tiled floor.

        "Shit, baby, you're gonna make me- You're gonna make me cum-" he groaned, and with a few final thrusts, you could feel huge, hot ribbons spill out inside of you. You reveled in the sensation, letting your whole body go limp against him. Minato let out a few low grunts and moans as he slowed down, grabbing your waist for stability.

        He swallowed, breathing hard and heavy, eyes fixated on yours. Pulling out, you both let out a soft moan, and he watched intently as drips of his seed dripped to the floor. More for you to clean up, you thought, but you couldn't even be upset after the sheer pleasure you had just experienced. Your legs went slack, hanging off of the table.

        Minato locked lips with you before you could even think about catching your breath. When he pulled away, he still looked as hungry as he did before he wrecked you. You blushed, touching his now-messy blonde hair, and looking into his deep, blue eyes. But he moved away, swiftly putting his clothes back on. 

        And just before he walked away, he said, "I'll be back later for more, alright?"