Wakasa Canon Needy Boyfriend HEHEHE He Needs Attention Always !

Wakasa canon needy boyfriend HEHEHE 💖💖💖 he needs attention always !

[ NEEDY ] IMAUSHI WAKASA.

“waka, please,” you sigh tiredly, but wakasa can hear the smile in your voice—he can even feel it as your lips press against his forehead in a gentle kiss. but he doesn’t let the soft touch of your lips bribe him into letting go, however. instead, he’s shifting more weight to press onto you as his face hides in the crook of your neck, pulling an exasperated groan out of you as you glare down at him.

“no,” he mumbles, latching onto your body tighter, “stay.”

“i can’t.”

“yes you can.”

“i need to get up,” you huff, “i’ll be late for work—again.”

“then be late. just tell them you had important things to do.”

“cuddling in the morning isn’t important—”

“that’s rude,” he interrupts, pouting into your neck as his hands squeeze your hips, “it’s important to me.”

you can’t help but roll your eyes, can’t help but purse your lips as you look down at the mess of hair under your chin as wakasa tucks himself into you. it’s a losing battle every morning—a constant back and forth that you know you’re powerless to win.

at first, imaushi wakasa seems like a distant guy. he seems like someone you’d get lucky to even hold hands with, someone who keeps his space and maintains his composure. at least, that’s what you used to think. it doesn’t take long after dating to realize he’s quite the opposite—that he’s clingy in the mornings, that he needs far too many kisses throughout the day to be normal, that he follows you around the house like a lost puppy, that he can’t sleep without you playing with his hair at night.

it’s funny at first, it’s cute and makes you just a little giddy that a renowned gang member is as needy as he is around you—but sometimes, like right now for example, it’s just a little inconvenient too.

“wakasa, you have to let go—”

“don’t wanna,” he grumbles, grabbing your hand and planting it over his head. you sigh—and yet, you’re tangling your fingers into his long tresses and scratching at his scalp. and really, you hate to admit it, but maybe it’s not entirely his fault that he’s as spoiled as he is—you never seem to really be able to fight against him, giving him exactly what he wants no matter how many times you tell yourself not to.

“you’re so damn needy,” you mumble, slowly rubbing circles into his back as he sighs happily. you eye the clock wearily, watching as the seconds tick by and the minute hand moves slowly but surely until you’re late—just like you are every morning with him.

“no ‘m not,” he murmurs—and then his head tilts up and his lips tug into a tiny pout as you pull your hand away from his head. “why’d you stop?”

“see?” you snort, pinching his nose affectionately, “very needy.”

your hand moves to cup his face, rubbing a thumb over the swell of his cheek. and there’s something satisfying about seeing someone like him pout as he presses his face deeper into your palm, something that makes your chest swell fondly as he closes his eyes and leans into your touch, something that makes him that much more human. sometimes, you almost don’t think it’s the same person—the man you’ve watched punch noses in can’t be the one sprawled over your body right now, can’t be the one who whines for five more minutes of cuddles in the mornings as you’re running late for work.

“can’t you just call in sick,” he grunts, plopping his head onto your chest, staring up at you as he props himself up on his chin.

“no,” you roll your eyes, “you ask me this every morning. the answer is still the same.”

“if you loved me you would,” he grumbles, glaring at you as you poke his curled lips with a giggle.

“don’t i love you when i run late every morning for your extra cuddles?”

“hardly.”

“you’re ungrateful,” you flick his forehead, chuckling as he clicks his teeth and swats your hand away, “i risk my job for you every damn morning.”

“you don’t need it,” he insists, “i’ll take care of you, and you stay with me in the mornings. it’s a win-win, see?”

“i don’t think being stuck under you is a win—”

“oh yeah?” he grins, making your heart skip a beat, “but you never seem to complain when you’re under me,” he says cheekily.

and he’s unfair—looking up at you in that handsome way he does, throwing you that lopsided smirk with a strand of hair loosely hanging across his face. you tuck it behind his ear, trailing your thumb along his cheeks and across his nose, tracing over his lips and under the crinkles of his eyes.

for a moment, you think maybe wakasa isn’t the only one who’s needy—you think maybe you need him just as badly as he needs you too.

“waka,” you groan, throwing him a dirty look as he snickers. “i really have to get up—”

“just five more minutes,” he pleads, flopping back onto your chest and snuggling against you, tucking his head under your chin. and when you kiss his forehead, he’s sure he’s won—just like always.

“you said that like twenty minutes ago,” you raise a brow.

“this time for real,” he mumbles.

it’s a lie—you know it as well as he does, but you don’t think it’s a morning without imaushi wakasa clinging to your body until you’re more than a little late.

so with a fond smile and a roll of your eyes, you wrap your arms around him as you kiss the top of his head, pulling the blanket over his body as he sighs in content.

“you’re a liar,” you snort, shaking your head as he smiles victoriously into your shirt.

gray omg u get me sobsob he’s so baby CRIES 🥲

TOKYOREV BOYS IN ONE NIGHT STANDS

CHARACTER(S): Ran . Sanzu . Rindou

WARNING/S: nsfw implications

Ran Haitani

The sun gently woke you up from your sleep, a groan followed up by a migraine, accompanied by the sinful and blissful memories from last night. Never in your sober self had you ever thought you'll hit it off with Ran, one thing led to another and you both ended up making out, later continuing to your room.

but you were not surprised to wake up beside a cold spot in bed, of course, the infamous Ran Haitani wouldn't settle for someone like you. you're just one of his another one-night stand, and you were a fool to believe that there was something between you two. a sigh escape your lips from the thought, that is until the bathroom door opened and out Ran Haitani in nothing but pants, that were hanging low on his lips, his toned stomach in display for you to see.

"you're still here?" you asked surprised, quickly averting your eyes that unconsciously traveled to his exposed skin. something Ran definitely saw but decided to ignore for now after hearing your accusation.

"did you think I left?" he asked amusedly with a playful grin, before picking up his discarded shirt and putting it on effortlessly "I'm hurt that you think so lowly of me"

you rolled your eyes, It's not just me that thinks that everyone does" he chuckled as he easily tied his tie and look for his socks, from his actions, it's easy to understand what he meant, that this between you two was just a one-night stand, it was a hopeful dream that he would settle for you.

you pouted as you gathered the blanket, "Anyways, you were probably on your way out and I just caught you leaving" your words coming out questioning as you went under the blankets to hide your red face, " Well don't let me hold you back"

it was silence at first before the blanket was rudely pulled away from you, just enough to see Ran waiting seating beside you on the bed, a playful grin adorning his lips. "you look so irresistible right now do you know that?" "hey!" you felt heat in your cheeks at Ran's seemingly calm demeanor as if teasing you. but soon drops into something serious as he pecks your lips in assurance.

"I have to leave early for a meeting" he whispered disappointedly, if he were to choose hell spend the rest of his life with you in bed.

"but trust me I'll see you tonight" he sealed with a kiss, deeper and with more emotion.

Sanzu Haruchiyo

Sanzu was a deep sleeper, that or he just didn't care as you rush in the morning gathering your clothes and putting them on, before leaving his room in a complete mess.

you started your morning, as usual, reporting and checking some stuff. the morning was so busy that you almost forgot about the night before, but images from last night kept crawling back into your mind. and when you thought that Sanzu had probably moved on with his day, he came angrily stalking towards you that very afternoon, his eyes swirling almost feral.

"If you think you can just run away and pretend nothing happened, then you're wrong" he blurted out as he rudely interrupted your conversation with one of the members, who immediately read the atmosphere and left. definitely not wanting to face the upset Sanzu. "Sanzu-san I- " "Sanzu?" he interrupted exasperatedly, looking down at you, his eyes full of so much emotion, something you don't see that often "That wasn't my name last night unless you need reminding of then I'll be more than happy to take you h-"

"Ha-Haru!" you immediately corrected, flustered and face flushed from the surge of memories. as you look left and right, making sure no one was around before continuing "Look what happened last night, it was an accident we both don't want, you're not under any obligation, can we just forget about it?"

"I don't want to" was his stern response as you can't help but only stare at him at the sudden seriousness of his words. gasping when he surprisingly gently cupped your chin.

"do you have any idea how long I wanted you?" he said, his breath hitting your lips as he watch your eyes flicker between his lips and eyes. a sign he only needed before pressing his lips against yours. you felt him smirk as you responded to his kiss and before you knew it you felt his arms beneath your legs before picking you up, bridal style.

"Now, that's a good girl"

Rindou Haitani

Amidst the headache and soar body, the first thing you notice when you woke up was the delicious smell of coffee and pancakes. sitting up from the bed, clutching the blanket over your naked body, the fact you're not in your room becomes apparent. it was then that the pleasant memories from the night before come rushing.

The Bonten executives had a gathering last night, and more than usual the guys ordered more drinks than they can handle. all you remember was more than half of them were drunks, the others passed out somewhere. while you and Rin somehow ended up in his room.

grabbing a clean shirt from his closet, you threw it on before making your way to the kitchen. expecting to see some take-out food or maybe Rindou will kick you out of his room right away. but to your bewilderment, there stands Rindo Haitani in his sweatpants and shirt, yet looking good, behind a stove, a spatula in one hand.

"What?" he asked after noticing you standing on the threshold, staring ridiculously at him. but one thing he noticed was how good you look wearing his shirt he quickly averted his gaze away, in fear of you seeing his red face.

"What are you doing?" you asked cautiously, now a little aware that you're basically wearing nothing except his shirt. but considering what happened last night, what's more, to be embarrassed about.

"what does it look like I'm doing?" Rin simply answered as he put the newly cooked pancake on a plate, before setting them down on the table, gesturing you to take a seat.

quietly, you sat in front of the newly cook pancake while Rin sets 2 cups of coffee. you stared at the delicious food in front of you. however, as good as it smells, you can't help but think that this food was his way of consolation before kicking you out.

"who cooks breakfast for their one-night stand" you mumbled sheepily but he heard you anyway.

"No one" He firmly said, as he sets down a cup of coffee beside your plate "Because this is not a one-night stand" your head perks up, "what?"

Rindou looked at you with a furrow on his forehead, his arms crossed against his chest, "you slept with me, you're wearing my shirt- half naked, in the middle of my kitchen"

He sighs," don't play dumb…"

"you're already mine"

A reminder that the first thing Kakashi did after getting revived was looking for Naruto

This man here, literally just came back from death, chakra depleted and all and he only had one thought on his mind "finding and helping his kid" and as tired as he ought to be, he carried him on his back all the way to the village

Recalling Naruto's words when they first met, acknowledging and being proud of him that he achieved his dreams and telling him not once.. but twice that he did such a good job.

And still some ppl accuse this man of being a bad sensei!!

Edit: before you think about leaving another negative comment or reblog we already discussed why Kakashi is not a bad Sensei and replied to everything you're probably going to say here.

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 ! ft. Shisui Uchiha

A/n: this has been in my drafts for a while and i rlly need to post this😭🙏🏾

Seeing Shisui manspread, shirtless, on the couch while reading his book was making you go insane.

and you assume he must’ve probably noticed the way you were zoning out while looking at him because he then patted his lap gently inviting you to sit on his thighs with a sweet smile.

When sat on his lap, he notices the way you slightly shivered and let out a whimper when he laid his hand on your stomach.

“Baby are you feeling alright?” Shisui asked in such a sweet and concerned tone, almost making you lose touch with reality.

“Of course.. What makes you think that i wouldn’t be?” You say surprisingly trying to act all cool about the situation.

Shisui sighs as he leans in closer to your ear, resting his head on your shoulder. You shiver at the lack of distance.

“Baby.. i can feel you throbbing down there..” he said, gently gliding his hand under your shirt and onto your stomach.

“do you need any help, my dear?” he asks putting down his book so he can take a better look at your face from the side.

You shake your head, “i-its okay Shisui i know you’re busy so dont-”

Shisui cut you off by pulling you into a breathtaking kiss in an attempt to shut you up and after a few seconds, his lips parts ways with yours, leaving you wanting for more.

“I could never be busy for my pretty girl.”

You look away embarassed by not only the fact that your lover noticed how needy you were for him, but also because he used the nickname you love and gets you flustered oh so much.

“what is it you want love.. tell me and i’ll give it to you, hm?..” he pleaded, gliding his hand further down, until he reached the lace of your panties.

Between shaky breaths, you gathered the courage and mumbled under your breath,

“i..want you Shisui..”

You didnt have to tell him twice as he slightly spread your creamy brown thighs on him as he slipped two fingers in your dripping hole.

“Look at you.. you’re this wet for me already, aren’t you pretty girl?”

A moan left your mouth as your back arched a little.

God was he driving you insane.

In less than 2 minutes he had already made you cum twice with how fast his fingers were penetrating you. You could feel how hard he was under those sweatpants just from hearing your moans and whimpers, which— turned you on even more.

Getting down from the couch you hurry to slide down Shisui’s sweatpants and get in position. Shisui had his hand tangled in your hair as his cock sprung free from his boxers. Admiring the amount of pre-cum that was leaking from his pretty tip you press a kiss on the tip of his member.

“ngh, mama.. d-dont tease it..” Shisui said as he felt a familiar warmth spread accross his cheeks as he sees you taking his cock in your hands and kissing it.

Chuckling at his adorable reaction you reassure him by taking his cock down your throat, swirling your tongue around it and sucking it just the way he likes it.

Shisui moans as his head falls back, in need of more— more of you.

So without a second thought Shisui brung you up on his lap, in need to burry his cock inside you.

“f-fuck.. ride me baby, please..”

Straddling him, you started riding him back and forth as he put his hands on your hips, guiding you on his cock.

“oooh.. that’s it baby, keep going.. i know you can do it.. you’re such a good girl” he said between moans and pants.

Pulling him in for a passionate kiss you feel the knot in your stomach tighten even more.

He could tell you were close so he thrusts his hips into you even more

“m’gonna cum Shisui..” you said holding onto his shoulders for support.

“Okay pretty girl, come with me at the same time alright?”

You nod eagerly, both of you chasing your orgasms at an irregular pace.

Finally coming down from your high, Shisui holds you in his arms as your head plops onto his chest. His back leans against the sofa as he whispers sweet little nothings in your ear.

“You were so good baby, rest a little m’kay?” He said caressing your hair, before gently picking up his book from where he left off as you dozed off to sleep with a smile on your face.

dokjvs

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first kisses with naruto men and how their brain immediately stop working 🙄, boruto era + everyone lives au.

pressing a quick and sweet kiss to naruto's cheek as a thank you after he helped you out and watching as his face grows bright red and he gets all giddy, finger scratching at his cheek as if he could scrape the heat off that way. he tries to be normal about this, but he's not sure what exactly is the normal response for when your biggest crush kisses you.

in your defense, you did it unconsciously, innocently– before you realized it you had already leant it and your lips gently brushed over the clean and bandaged wound on sasuke's hand. it immeaditely froze underneath your touch and his breath hitched, as if the kiss weighted more than it did, as if it it had struck like a shockwave rather than a flutter of a butterfly's wing. his lips is parted, in shock, disbelief and he simply stares at you, as if seeing you for the first time. he wills his expression into a scowl, squints his eyes and then turn his head to the side, feigning so well to be annoyed– and it would have worked so well if the blush on his cheeks weren't as vivid and bright as the warmth in your chest.

you were being annoying, loud and the moment you cheekily snapped a "make me" when he told you to shut up, something in shikamaru stirred. two of his fingers pressed to your lips and stiffled a laugh, rolling your eyes. you were about to to pull his hand away and give him even more lip when he leaned it. and your heart lurched in your chest the second his lips pressed over his own fingers settled and sealing your mouth– it wasn't a kiss, not really, you couldn't feel the shape of his mouth on yours, not even a faint brush of it. but you could feel his breath, warm and shaky against your cheek and your heartbeat stuttered, stomach fluttered– it was gone as quick as it had happened, and shikamaru cleared his throat, regaining his composure while he stepped away from you. and you were left there, stunned, until you sighed in frustration and muttered "coward." he heard you, he always does.

it was an accident, a motifying one, but still an accident. it was almost comical how cliché it was– lee was drunk and all over the place, neji was trying his best to support his weight when rock lee decided to push him away while yelling something about being in the peak of his youth and being able to face any challenge. neji wasn't prepared for that, he stumbled and fell on you. if that wasn't disrespectful enough, his eyes only widened more the second he realize his lips were touching your skin– precisely, the corner of your mouth. he pulls away as if the contact burns– and it does, the heat spreads through every inch of his body, warms his cheeks. he's mortified, he can't even stammer a coherent apologise while bowing, and he definitely cannot meet your gaze. that is, until he feels your hands cupping his cheeks. you coax his face up and when he looks at you, ashamed, there's no anger or frustration on your face, only cocern and a bit of mirth. you tilt your head and the gentle smile on your lips makes his heart skip a beat, "are you alright?"

you had been searching the scroll for the past hour, you must have forgetten it somwhere, or it had dropped and you didn't realize. you were biting your lip with worry all over your face, trying to remember all the places you had been that day, until you heard a cheerful bark and a snicker. you whip your head to see akamaru and kiba– who's holding a very familiar scroll on his hand, and a smirk on his lips, "looking for this?" you could almost cry. it's your mission report, due to today, and you can't event put into words how relieved you are you won't have to write it all over again. you run to him and snatch the scroll from his grip and he tsks, watching you fumble to check. you look cute, especially so when the worry on your features dims and turns into pure relief and glee as you turn to him. "akamaru found it." he explains, and you bend to pet and hug the dog. akamuru knew your scent from a mile away and he was very appreciative of the ear scratches and the "good boy"s as a thank you. kiba was expecting a thanks, sure, a quick one before you run off yo deliever your report. he was not expecting you getting up and hugging him right before you press a kiss to his cheek. it's electrifying and numbing– how he can't even respond, react to it, only blink repeatedly while feeling all of his face burn. "my heroes." you coo, all giddy, and you ruffle his hair before running off. oh, kiba really is in it now, isn't he?