For Kakashi S Birthday From The Game

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a cute little blurb drabble or what not because i can't get this out of my head its 18+ content and slightly edited enjoy (with leon kennedy and female reader in mind but you can use whomever since its vague)

Knees turning red from the carpet beneath her, head leaning forward, hooded eyes scanning over his length. One of his large hands went to her hair starting at her neck and moving backwards to the nape. His hand flipping so his thumb could hook underneath while the rest of his hand gathered her soft hair in a swooping motion, putting it into a makeshift ponytail to keep it from getting in the way. His pretty pink tip throbbing with need and leaking pearly white precum down the rest of his shaft. His prominent vein pulsing as she grabbed his shaft in her small hand giving him a few strokes starting at the base and moving up before leaning forward and licking the precum from his slit. She moved down switching between licking and kissing along his long, gorgeous, and thick shaft. When she made it back to the top she took his tip in her mouth causing a throaty groan to escape his throat. She swirled her tongue around his tip, his breathing picking up, the grip he had on her hair tightening, his legs spreading further as he relaxed. His head leaning back against the couch, adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed thickly, hair framing his gorgeous face slightly sticking to his forehead as she continued to work on him. She took more of him into her mouth feeling fuller and begining to breathe out of her nose. She hallowed her cheeks, while relaxing her jaw and throat taking more and more of him. His other hand moved to her cheek wiping away the tears that began to form at the corners of her eyes as they feel down her cheeks. His fingers caressed her cheek while moving down to her jaw his fingers feather light to not startle her and allow her to continue her minstations on him. His fingertips touched her pulse point feeling the way his dick proded the side of her throat only egging him on. His hips began to buck, he started to fuck her throat his hips thrusting and grinding against her mouth. He was losing it his voice barely above a whisper it was gruff and desperate, "Baby you are doing such a good job." He began thrusting faster whimpering as he began to get closer to finishing. "You look so pretty on your knees, Darling, always so….so perfect for me" His voice was filled with nothing but his need for her. Once he was fully fucking himself with her mouth she gagged slightly trying to keep herself from pushing him off she wanted him to finish so she stayed relaxed. Her hands were on his knees keeping herself grounded, the feeling on his muscular thighs beneath her hands. She felt arosual pooling in her lower stomach as she pleased him his praises from earlier making her head hazy. Red crescents formed on his thighs as her nails dug into his skin, he eased up noticing her mascara marking her face her ears red and watery. She moved on her own, with his grip loosened, going back to his tip the rest of his shaft covered in saliva. She sucked and licked switching between deep throating him and teasing his tip. “Fuck sweetheart……I’m going to” His words cut off with a pornagraphic moan, his eyes shutting, hips bucking to spurt loads of cum down her used throat. She swallowed while looking up at him, his eyes meeting hers, she pulled off of him with a pop a string of saliva on the bottom of her lip connecting her to his red tip. He wiped the spot from her mouth with his thumb, releasing her hair letting it drape back on her shoulders. He leaned forward kissing her forehead and standing up, pulling his pants up and adjusting himself. He extended his hand to her lifting her up, brushing his fingers through her hair. “Thank you pretty girl”

sometimes Kakashi's role in the scene is to control everyone, mumble some databook stuff and make a smart conclusion with dramatic manga effects in the background. his job is to be handsome and intelligent, and he copes with it with a bang. thank you for being here, mr. bossy nerdy narrative.

Why can we not bookmark stories on ao3 anymore ?? I can't even access my account .

truly worried that i'm that follower you see in your notifs and go "ugh not you again"

Well since my hubby(ao3) went to war again , im going to chai😶.