Kinktober 2023 - Akatsuki Centric

Watching you squirm was his favorite game. The look of shock and embarrassment writing over your face said all he needed as you stood there staring at his newest purchase. A mesh latex lingerie set, complete with a zipper at the crotch. Despite his devotion to his religion and general zealotry, he had the mind of a devious sinner. You stood there speechless unsure of how to proceed. 

“Well try it on. I didnt buy it for you to fucking gawk at it.” 

The audible eye roll could be heard in his voice. The same mannerism of speech he used the last time he bought you something of this nature. Vividly remembering the last time you refused one of his devious kinks you slowly turned and faced him. The blush radiating over your face as you stared in disbelief at the man who had your sole affection.. 

Liquor. Something strong. You felt the desire to drink burn in the back of your mind as you contemplated your options here. Either wear it or take your punishment. Today you were in no mood for either. But you still complied. You loved him. And he knew you couldn’t avoid even the most devious of his request. Turning away from him, and slipping off your clothes you slowly stretched the fabric onto your body. Hearing the audible sound of the latex garment squeaking as it unraveled, and feeling the cold of the zipper slip up your most intimate area. Slowly, and taking a deep breath, you turn back around to face him. The cold air of the room makes the peaks of your chest even more erect than they were when you first saw the garment presented to you. 

He always wanted to see how far he could push you. See how far he could take things. Today was no different. As you face him he removed one of his hands from behind his back. A leather harness complete with a toy. The object was colorful and about average in girth but you still gawked at the site. 

“What do I do with that….?” 

“What do you think, moron.” 

To you the request was twisted. So uncharacteristic of him. You never in your life thought that he would want something as lewd. This had to be some joke. You never thought a man so obsessively religious would even contemplate the request. But here he stood with the harness in hand, the dildo hanging there like some form of trophy. He was perverted. A twisted lunatic. But this? Somehow you felt as if he was crossing a line. 

“You want me to use that on you…?” 

“No shit.” 

You were speechless as he threw the object at you. Catching it in your hands he motioned for you to put it on. Clumsily, with shaking hands, you slipped the harness on and pulled the straps tight. The toy stood at attention, resting on your lower abdomen directly on the zipper that covered your now wet and aching core. You felt awkward at the feeling of having a part you were not accustomed to hanging there, the blush radiating on your face got worse as the seconds ticked on. 

“You like the color princess? I picked it out just for you. All colorful and sparkly just like you like it.”  

In fact, the colors were just your type. Colorful and playful. Just like your own toys he used on you during your countless sessions under the sheets. If this was any other scenario. The object presented to you for your own pleasure, you would be thrilled. You knew in any other scenario it meant the toy would be slipped into your ass as he fucked you senseless. Orgasms ripping through until you saw stars. But seeing it attached to you like this? A brand new one purchased to use on your man? You were not even sure where to begin to process this. 

“Why?” You stuttered completely still in a state of shock. 

He shrugged and his trademark smirk appeared across his lips. 

“Wanted to see what all the fuss was about.”

“So you want me, your girlfriend, to use this on you…” 

You needed confirmation from him. Some kind of consent in another form. Your mind still believes he was joking. You couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of his mouth. He was always so… manly. Even when he acted like a dick, which was most of the time, he still radiated it. 

Hidan walked over. His hand reaches down and strokes the object attached to you languidly. His eyes locked on you, lust filled. He wanted this. He wanted this experience badly. You took a deep breath and nodded. If he wanted this you were game for it. Even if it meant trying something so outside of your normal realm of comfort. The nod was all the consent he needed. 

His lips came crashing down on yours. Biting your lower lip, his tongue across yours as you let out a breathy moan. His body pressing against you, the feeling of his growing erection was pushing you to your limits. He hasn't even touched you yet but you couldn’t resist the thoughts that ravaged your mind. You knew the things he did to you in bed. The feeling of the orgasms that he gave you was like no man before. You wanted him to undo the zipper that covered your lower lips. But today was about him. Not you. The thought made you whine in protest. The sound made him massage the back of your neck possessively. 

“What's wrong baby girl? Needy much?” 

You whine again in protest. You knew he wasn't going to touch you. At least not yet. This was one of his games. Denying you the things you desired the most. Pushing you to that limit where you begged and cried as you squirmed under his control. It was a power trip for him. One that turned him on more than words can describe. And he was up to his old bullshit again. 

“Please Hidan…. I need you to touch me if you want me to do this…” 

You begged for a release. You knew that he wasn't going to give you a shot of something strong so you didn't even ask. But you needed something, anything to get you into the mindset where you would give into his demands. You whined in protest. All it got you was a hard slap across your ass. 

“Hidan…” you moaned with a hint of annoyance. 

“Shut it bitch. Now on your knees.” 

He pulled his hard cock out of his pants. Engorged, its veins stood out prominent as it bounced against your stomach, as your body remained pressed against his. Sliding your thumb over the tip, dragging it slowly to bring a breathy growl out of him, you gathered the leaking thick white substance and slid it over and onto your tongue. His taste was always what you desired. Salty, a bit metallic. So good. 

Slowly you drop to your knees. Your eyes drag slowly up his body to meet his to stare  into the purple lust filled eyes. His normally slicked back hair, now having been run through with his hand, slightly fell across his face. He roughly ran a hand along his length in anticipation of you. You slowly slide it into your mouth. Your tongue swirls over the mushroom tip languidly. If he was going to deny you your release, you were going to prolong his release as much as you could. 

Your mouth slides over his length as you cup his balls in your hand. Placing the right amount of pressure to drive him wild while the slow movements of your mouth teased and taunted him. Your free hand moved in sync along his shaft just as slowly. A groan left his parted lips in response as he thrust forward having no patience for your teasing. His hand grips your hair so you can’t protest or stop as his cock hits the back of your throat with ease making you gag in response. 

“Good girl. Just like that baby. Take my cock like the good little cum slut you are.” 

Fuck you loved it when he got dominant with you. No better feeling can be found in the world for you than when your man takes complete control over you during intimacy.  Relaxing your mouth and breathing through your nose his movements continue as you involuntarily gag around his cock. Drool spilling down the sides of your lower lip. Your eyes staying locked on his as his thrusts become more and more erratic. His eyes, starving and full of desire, never leaving yours. 

His cock keeps hitting the back of your throat. His breathing shallow, a few curse words slip out of his parted lips. Then finally he released into you, the warm thick liquid dripping down the back of your throat. A few utterances of Jashin this and Jashin that along with the occasional groan is all you hear as you watch your man in his own little world of ecstasy. His cock slowly slipping out of your mouth as a bit of cum, left over from him fucking your face drips down your chin. 

“On the bed princess. Time to do this thing.” He smirks at you with eyes still hazed over from his release. 

“Are you sure you want this?” 

“Do I fucking want this? Yes. Now on the bed bitch.” 

You cautiously walk over to the bed. Sitting down on the edge of it waiting for him to do something, anything at all. You, yourself, are unsure of how to even proceed with this whole process. 

“Don't just stare at me dumbass. Lube it the fuck up. You don’t want to fuck me dry do you?” 

His question causes you to blush as you grab the lubricant off the nightstand and slowly as you lather the fake cock attached to you. Making sure to put extra on the tip as he did the first night he fucked you senseless. Afraid of hurting him by doing this. You remember the first night that he slipped into your ass unknowingly. The sting of his thick cock sliding in, the burning as your rosey hole stretched around him. Tears forming in your eyes as you adjusted to the sensation of him fucking you in an unknown way. 

He kneels on the bed and bends over. His favorite position to fuck you in. Making sure you have a full view of him. His heavy balls and cock hanging down between his legs. Despite just cumming he is hard again. You wonder how long he has thought of this. How long he has fantasized you, his woman, fucking him from behind. You push the thoughts out of your mind and focus on what's to come. 

Slowly you change position so your on your knees behind him and slide the toy up and down against him. Teasing him. Making sure to pay extra attention to the area where you plan to insert the toy. You wonder if you should prep him. Stretch him so it won't hurt as bad. Slowly you insert a finger inside. He tenses up at the feeling. 

“You good?” You question as you feel the tightness, the tension against you. A few utterances leave his lips and you can see him nod. Despite the tension and pain he still wants you to continue. Typical of the Jashinist. Seeking out pain in the strangest of ways. You start to move your single digit in and out of him feeling him slowly start to relax into you. You take that as a sign to continue and add a second one into the mix. Slowly to make sure he can take you. He gives no response other than a muffled groan as he buries his head into the pillow. You curve your fingers, copying what he does to you when he preps you for another one of his rough antics. 

Ever so slowly, once you are certain that he has adjusted to the feelings of something inside, you start the process of slipping in the colorful toy attached to your lower region. You feel him tense again but groan heavily. The sound of his muffled responses egging you on and on. You feel yourself getting wet at the thought of pleasuring him, doing this normally forbidden act. Finally the toy bottoms out against him. You are aroused at the sight of your man taking it so well. Waiting a few seconds, you finally pull back and thrust into him. 

“Yeah baby. Just like that.” 

The acknowledgement causes you to thrust again into him. Repeating the process over and over. You feel your own arousal wetting the zipper across your pussy. Never in your life did you think that this of all things would turn you on like this. But it did and now your mind couldn't get enough. 

You move your hips again sending shallow thrusts into him. Eliciting moans of pleasure from your man as you dominated him in such a delectable way. Your normally submissive mindset leaving, your body thrown into a role so unusual. His hands grip the sheets as you take a new form of virginity from him. The sound of the fake balls of the toy hitting him with each thrust. 

“Fuck… touch my cock baby” 

You reach around and grab him. Tugging roughly on his member in sync with your movements. Feeling how hard he is. Imagining the pulses of pleasure running through him. Feeling your arousal coat you. Enjoying the moment, his mewls and the pleasure you both feel. 

Finally a deep guttural moan leaves his lips as you feel his cock harden and the pulse in your hands as you thrust into him at a rapid pace. Hitting the spot inside, making him cum. His body coursing with pleasure, legs shaking, cum pulsing out of the tip coating your hand and the sheets underneath him. 

After every last drop has left his exhausted body, you slip the toy out with a pop and he collapses onto the sheets below with a soft sigh. His cheeks red, eyes hazed over from the experience. You undo the harness and slip your legs out. Dropping the toy to the floor. 

“You good?” You say softly, checking in. 

“Fuck baby. Yeah. I'm good. Such a good fucking girl.” His words come out breathy and soft. Still recovering from the ripping white heat that coursed through his toned muscular frame. 

You lay down against his back. Your arm wraps around him pulling him close. Normally the zealot hates being held this way. Calling the simple act of being the big spoon emasculating. But tonight? No. He sinks into you. Humming as he does. Enjoying the comfort of the aftercare that you provide after taking something so scared from him. 

“I fucking love you baby. How the fuck did I end up with a woman like you?” 

You giggle at his response. “Dunno, you're the one who asked me. I just compiled.” 

“Do this again?” He mumbles as he slowly falls asleep against you. 

“Only if you want to.” 

“Yeah… every fucking night.”