Jiraiya/Reader New Years Eve
You sighed deeply as your best friend threw clothes at you. “Come on (Y/N)! We need to find you a sexy outfit for the party tonight.” Somehow the entire Shinobi world had come to a peace agreement tonight as it was New Years Eve and of course Konoha had to be the one to host it. “You know Jiraiya is going to be there.” She suggestively raised her eyebrows. Of course, that damn pervert was going to be there. Where there were women there was bound to be Jiraiya. “Oh, don’t give me that sour look (Y/N).” (B/F) said with a coy smile. “I know he’s rocked your world many times. You’ve told me yourself how good he is in bed. You might as well go home with him tonight. If you don’t then maybe I will.” You shot her a glare and threw yourself onto the bed.
“You know why I don’t want to get in bed with him again.” You stared up at the ceiling while (B/F) kept throwing clothes at you.
“Yeah I know. You want it to be more than just hot sex with him.” She replied. “Well maybe instead of continuing your abstinence, you should actually tell him that. You know how men are. He’ll never know unless you tell him. And tonight is the perfect opportunity. Now try on some damn clothes!” You groaned and decided that maybe she was right.
After an hour of trying on clothes, you finally decided to go with a pair of super tight leggings that showed off your ass paired with a white shirt that barley covered anything. The entire back of the shirt was ripped open, held together by the strings of fabric that separated each rip. The front was almost too open for you but you decided to flaunt your assets in hopes of making Jiraiya jealous. The front of the shirt had a wide triangle cut out of it, again only held together by a few pieces of fabric. If you hadn’t taped your boobs in place they probably would’ve fallen out by now. “Holy fuck (Y/N).” (B/F) said while checking you out. “I’d like to fuck you right here, that’s how damn hot you look! Jiraiya won’t know what hit him.”
“Hopefully my tits stay in place all night.” You said and carefully adjusted them. Pretty much half of each on was fully visible through the hole in the shirt. You looked at yourself once more before heading to the party. Your hair was in soft curls and your makeup was on point, both courtesy of (B/F). “Alright, let’s go turn some heads.”
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Once you arrived at the party, everyone you passed stopped to check you both out. Multiple ninja from different villages offered winks and drinks, both of which both you and (B/F) accepted. You weren’t one to turn down free drinks.
Halfway through the night (B/F) was already drunk and Jiraiya was nowhere in sight. “We are so hot (Y/N)!” (B/F) slurred as she downed another drink. “Have you seen Jiraiya yet?” She asked.
“No. The bastard probably went home with a bunch of women already.” You grumbled. (B/F) took your hand and led you to the bar and towards a good-looking ninja from the Sand Village. She tapped him on the shoulder.
“Excuse me,” She purred. Leave it to (B/F) to still be seductive even when she was shit-faced. “My friend here needs a drink and a dance partner.” She thrusted you towards the man who managed to catch you before you hit the bar table. With that, (B/F) pranced away into the crowed of dancing ninjas. By now you decided to fuck it. You were going to go home with someone, whether it be Jiraiya or not.
“Hey handsome.” You said and sat down beside him. “Thanks for saving me.”
“It was my pleasure.” He replied and placed his hand on your knee, leaning in closer to talk over the music. “Your friend said you needed a drink. How about a few shots?” You made sure that your lips brushed against his cheek as you said yes. After four straight vodka shots you headed to the dance with the sand ninja in tow. You pushed through the crowed and into the center of the dancefloor. By now you were too drunk to care that it wasn’t Jiraiya you were dancing with. The guy pressed himself behind you and began to grind against you. Swaying to the music you pressed your ass against him, moving back and forth against his dick. His face rested against your bare shoulder as he began to kiss the exposed skin. His hands were on your hips as he pressed your further against him. You placed your hand overtop of his and slowly moved it upwards towards your breast when the man was abruptly ripped away from you.
“Hey!” You heard the man you were dancing with yell. You turned around to see none other than a pissed off Jiraiya.
“Don’t touch her again.” He said as he stood in front of you.
“Maybe you should control your whore if she’s yours.” The man yelled. You didn’t want to be around for the fight, so you snuck through the crowd and onto the large balcony. Even though you were drunk you still managed to climb onto the roof. You sat down and dangled your legs over the edge. Why now? Why did he have to show up now? He could’ve been there straight from the beginning. You heard footsteps behind you but didn’t bother to look who it was. You already knew.
“What do you want Jiraiya?” He didn’t respond as he sat down beside you. “I’m surprised your not with a group of women. Or are you coming back for seconds.” You couldn’t help but lace venom in your words.
“What is going on with you (Y/N)?” Jiraiya asked with anger in his voice. “First the whole abstinence thing with me and now you’re just dancing with other guys? Am in not pleasing you in bed anymore?” You couldn’t take it anymore.
“You are such a dumb fuck Jiraiya!” You yelled. “I don’t want to just sleep with you anymore! I don’t want you to go off on your stupid research charades and sleep with every woman under the sun!”
“But we agreed-”
“That was before I fell in love with you!” You cried finally looking him in the eye. The only look on his face was that of surprise. “Yeah I know. How the hell did I manage to fall in love with a womanizer like you.” You mumbled and looked away, the alcohol making you feel like shit.
“(Y/N),” Jiraiya said. “Look at me.” You shook your head, the softness in his voice making tears gather in your eyes. He grabbed your shoulder and forced you to look at him. “(Y/N), if I would’ve know…”
“You would still be like this.” You sniffled and looked down.
“No (Y/N),” He said and grabbed your chin. “If I would’ve known that you loved me back then-”
“Back?” You questioned. “Why did you say back?”
“Because I love you. (Y/N), for the past six months I’ve only been sleeping with you.” He replied with a small smile.
“But all those nights you were gone I thought you were with someone else.” You said quietly.
“No, I just made it seem like that because I knew you would think it was odd if I spent every night with you.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. How could you not have figured this out before now?
“Wow, I feel like an idiot now. I'm sorry-” You were cut off by Jiraiya’s lips claiming yours just as the fireworks started. Deepening the kiss, Jiraiya pushed you onto your back. One of your hands slid under his shirt and rested on his chest while the other grabbed a hold of his shirt, pulling him closer to you. Jiraiya broke the kiss as his lips moved from your mouth to the sweet spot on your neck.
“Happy New Year.” He said between kisses. “Any resolutions?”
“Fuck me right here Jiraiya.” You moaned, and he pushed himself against you. Needless to say, your resolution was filled quickly.