Dadzawa's Babysitting Saga (warning Tragic)

Dadzawa's Babysitting Saga (warning tragic)

in another life.....

so I’m 50 seconds in on Boruto season 1 episode 1 and I’m already annoyed cause why the fuck these little sons a bitches ruined the hokage faces?

fucking pain almighty pushed the entire leaf village and the stone faces didn’t budge, but these two little fuckers ruined them?

there’s something about seeing big, strong, scary copy nin kakashi on his knees, lapping desperately at your cunt that drives me crazy.

you weren’t expecting him to drop to his knees practically the second you both walked through your front door. one of his hands coming up to pull his mask down, the other pushing your dress up until it was pooling around your stomach, giving him the perfect view of the black thong you had on underneath.

he’s in so much of a hurry that he doesn’t even bother pulling them down your legs, instead, he takes one of your legs and lets it rest on his shoulder, two of his fingers pushing the thin material off to the side.

kakashi whines when your bare cunt is finally exposed, its high pitched and desperate, a sound that he’ll only ever allow you to hear slip past his lips. he pushes his face into your pussy, and takes a deep breathe, inhaling your intoxicating scent before his tongue is poking out from between his lips and he's licking a long stripe from your tight entrance all the way up to your puffy clit.

“mmm kashi—” you gasp when he places a soft kiss to your swollen nub, hands instantly tangling in his silver strands and giving an experimental tug. he’s hard as a rock, his thick cock remains ignored, straining against the fabric of his underwear, kakashi’s too busy trying to push his face deeper into your cunt to worry about himself right now.

"fuck baby, you taste so fucking good." he has to force his face away from your heat, gasping for air before he's diving right back in, tongue lapping at your clit over and over, warm and wet, and just the right amount of pressure that has the one leg your standing buckling under the pleasure that surges through your body.

he licks his way back down to your fluttering entrance, tentatively pushing his tongue into the tight hole.

"fuckkk kakashi— feels s'fucking good" you moan as you begin grinding your cunt harder against his face.

he lets the hand that’s not holding your panties to the side slip down to find his aching cock, palming himself over his pants to try and relieve some of the pressure from being ignored for so long.

kakashi lets his eyes flutter shut as he loses himself to the pleasure. he lets you guide your messy cunt back and forth against his tongue, lets you use him to chase the orgasm he knows is approaching.

long fingers fumble with the button on his pants, quickly undoing it and pushing them down enough to allow his cock to spring free, his long, fat dick slapping against his stomach.

he wraps his hand around the base, stroking himself slowly, trying not to cum to quickly, but the feeling of your clit against his tongue has him close already.

"gonna cum" you warn him. all he can do is moan in response, the ironclad grip you have on his hair preventing him from doing anything else.

it doesn't take long, seconds later your crying out, cumming on kakashi's tongue, coating his pretty face in your essence.

kakashi cums seconds later, fisting his cock hard and fast as he paints the floor beneath you white with his seed.

kakashi doesn't bother to warn you before he's picking you up bridal style and carrying you towards your bedroom, tossing you down gently on the bed.

"i'll clean that up later" he says as he crawls between your legs.

So I’m watching season 2 of haikyuu! and what the FUCK just happened to Daichi?!?

The ‘running away from the D’ one u wrote for the founders was so delicious oml. Would u be interested in writing a similar one for Obito and Kakashi please :0

Warnings: 18+, smut, nsfw, dacryphilia, overstimulation,

Kakashi

Kakashi loves to take things slowly with you. Just because he doesn’t wanna make you cum too hard the first time. Small orgasms that aren’t super intense means that you can last longer and that’s what matters to him.

He doesn’t like it when you fight him because the pleasure is too intense, so he resorts to dragging it out for as long as he can before you start fussing and crying.

Loves to slowly tease you, degrading you for creaming so much for him while he massages your clit. He will come down to lick up all your cream, softly kissing and licking your clit, sucking it until you’re beautifully orgasming, holding your thighs apart and focusing on helping you ride your orgasm, licking you all over. His tongue dips into your vagina, stretching you a little and he starts tongue fucking you, while slowly rubbing your clit. When it gets really good again he starts licking and sucking your clit again, and you’re coming once more, lightly gripping into his hair, your toes curling as another orgasm washes over you.

Once you start getting too sensitive, all your orgasms grow more and more intense, and you’re pushing at him, begging him to stop, but he has to clean up all this cream and your juices, resulting in only another orgasm. You’re only whining so much because you know this is far from over and you already can’t handle it.

He simply holds you down, and he doesn’t necessarily care about overstimulating you, no amount of apologizing or begging will free you from his hold. He won’t give in easily.

“K-Kakashi, baby p-please!!”, you beg him, scratching his shoulder hard enough that he finally stopped. “Why are you scratching me?”, he asks, moving towards you, adjusting himself to hover over you, aligning his dick with your soaking pussy, rubbing the head of his fat cock along your vulva, before pushing it in. “Huh? Why ?”, he asks again, slowly sinking into you, ignoring the hand you placed on his tummy, your eyes shut tight as you try and take him, his thick cock stretching you until you were overwhelmed with how full you felt, his dick giving your cervix a big fat kiss , burying himself inside of you like that.

Looking down at your whimpering self, he grabs a hold of your hair, forcing you to look up at him. “Stop scratching me”, he says over your whimpers, placing light kisses along your face. “No!”, you told him, releasing a guttural moan when he pulled out of you only to slam himself back into, hard. Hitting the wall at the back and settling again. “What did you say?”, he asks, still placing kisses all over your face. You couldn’t answer him, your hand pushing against him again. “Stop. Enough pushing”, he warns you, moving your hand away, once again. “N-Nooo!”, you stutter, whining at the intense pleasure slowly crippling you. You just knew you’d come soon, not caring to listen to Kakashi, to overwhelmed to cafe to be good. You just needed to get through this, and you were going to do what you could to help, even if it meant pushing and scratching.

Kakashi knew just what is was that you were doing, slowly fucking you with very hard thrusts, ripping a scream from you with every stroke. You needed him to take it easier on you. Opening your eyes to see him looking directly at you. You put on the cutest pout you could, the pleasure running though you, betraying you, your mouth forming an o shape as you tried to hold contact with him, unable to stop your eyes from rolling to the back of your head.

You can’t handle this at all, he realizes. “You’re gonna be a brat then?”, he asks you, knowing full on well that you can’t answer him, not in the state you were in, and he’s gonna fuck you even harder for your brattiness.

Obito

He lives for the feeling of your hand gripping his hair tightly as he commits himself to finishing you off.

For someone who loves being a big brat, you sure can’t handle a few orgasms.

It’s always the same story with you. You cry and apologize so sweetly when he’s deep stroking you with your legs on his shoulder, and he genuinely feels bad for a second, but then he remembers you’re just trying to get out of this like you don’t deserve it or something.

He loves that he can punish you in a way that the two of you can enjoy, reminding himself to ignore that needy, desperate look in your eyes. He can tell you’re seriously overwhelmed when he changes his angle a little and you’re screaming, your thighs pushing him away as an orgasms violently crushes you, Obito immediately folding, placing your legs down and wrapping his arms around you, comforting you as you came so hard for him. He’s not completely convinced though, because he’s aligning himself with you once more, and you get that delicious feeling of being filled once again, biting his chest in frustration. You left behind a nasty mark, Obito not giving in this time, holding you tight as he begins fucking you hard and fast again.

He might give you a break when you really can’t take it, because he always falls for how much of a needy, dependent, princess you become when he’s punishing you. More orgasms for you little miss. You’re not going anywhere until he’s satisfied with your orgasm and his own.