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Oh my god this man and this fic is going to be the death of me cuz giving this man children is all I want outta life I swear 🥺🥺🥺 He deserves all the love

Come Home to Me

Relationship: Hatake Kakashi x fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit - Minors DNI

Warnings: husband!kakashi, smut, masturbation (male), use of panties as masturbation toy, scent kink, edging, orgasm denial, guided masturbation (female), light overstimulation, teasing, dirty talk, praise kink, breeding kink, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, POV Kakashi

Word Count: 6.5k

Summary: Kakashi's first few months as Hokage have gone well—maybe too well. When he's sent on a trip to a neighboring nation, you give him a little assignment of your own.

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“The main issue is, I just don’t want to go.”

Kakashi laid in bed, his arm around you as he tried to enjoy the last night he would spend in his home for the coming week. Tomorrow, he was to begin his journey to the Hidden Grass Village, where he would spend five days evaluating their version of the shinobi academy and making suggestions for improvement in the hopes of advancing their methods.

“Sure I want to empower the Grass to become a major ninja village,” Kakashi continued, “But it’s never been the responsibility of any of the previous Kage to spend so much time away from their own village.”

“That’s true…” you began, drawing random patterns on his bare upper body with your fingertip, “but we’ve never had this environment of cooperation before.”

You were right, as usual. Kakashi exhaled and hugged you closer. “How am I supposed to spend six nights away from you?”

He didn’t see any issue with the idea of bringing you along—Shikamaru would be there as well—but when he mentioned it to the elders, Homura left no room for discussion.

This isn’t a vacation, Lord Sixth. Your time will be spent fostering positive relationships with our new allies—not sightseeing with your wife.

It was still ridiculous, but Kakashi knew that arguing the point further would get him nowhere. Worst case, it would result in an even longer time away. He was barely halfway through his first year as Hokage; still largely under the elders’ thumb. So Kakashi bit his tongue, keeping his harshest comments to himself until he made it home and was able to vent to you.

“I know,” you agreed. “It’s going to be miserable.”

Kakashi may have had less of an issue with the trip if it hadn’t been coming at the worst possible time. If his calculations were correct—and he was quite certain they were—you would be ovulating soon; probably peaking a day or two before he was due to return. Six months of marital bliss had supercharged his urge to grow his family and continue his line, and he was going to miss his prime opportunity to put a baby in you?? Completely unacceptable.

You were well aware of this particular hang up; the timing of the trip needling you as well. “Is there any chance you can get done early and make it home sooner?”

“I doubt it,” he admitted, feeling his muscles deflate with resignation. “It’s not like a mission, where I could re-strategize to complete the objective quicker.”

You hummed in understanding, letting your finger trace the shallow dips between his abs. “Then maybe, you’ll have to make up for it another way.”

That wandering fingertip started traveling down the valleys of his stomach, following the trail of soft silver hair leading to his waistband. His relaxed cock instantly jolted with excitement.

“If you have suggestions, I’d love to hear them.”

You let out a sultry giggle as you took that final leap, gently palming him over his briefs. Kakashi groaned and tilted his head back, enjoying your touch. You nuzzled your nose into his neck before beginning to trail kisses up his throat and along his jaw. “Every night,” you whispered, your lips tickling his earlobe, “I want you to touch yourself.”

Kakashi’s cock greedily twitched beneath the fabric. You reached inside his briefs, curling your fingers around his hardening shaft. “Touch yourself for me, and think about how I’ll be here, doing the same and thinking about you.”

Heavy breaths slipped through his lips as his blood rushed to that central point of pleasure, his cock fully erect in no time. Your touch always cut right to the liquid heat of his arousal, causing his mind to fog over and his eyes to roll back in his head.

“Y/N…” Kakashi groaned, your name a decadent prayer. You were pumping him just how he liked, precum already beading on his flushed cockhead.

“Make yourself feel good,” you purred as you slid his underwear down out of your way and continued to massage his heated flesh. “Pretend your hand is my cunt. Think about me riding you, bouncing on your lap, squeezing down on your cock.” You nibbled on his earlobe, panting into his skin as you rubbed your thighs together. “Work yourself up to the point that your balls are tight and your thighs are shaking.”

Fuck, he was nearly already there. “Haaa—how does this make up for the fact that we’re apart? I have a good imagination, but not good enough to actually make you appear.”

“Because, just when you’re about to cum…” You abruptly took your hand away, leaving his cock to throb unattended. “You’re gonna stop.”

The sudden loss of pleasure caused him to whine like a wounded animal. “Sweetheart,” he chuckled hollowly, “the trip is going to be bad enough as it is, and you want me to add physical torture to the mix.”

“Not exactly,” you laughed, kissing the warm skin of his cheek. “What I want,” you continued, taking him back in your hand, “is for you to edge yourself, so when you get back, you can release all that tension—all that cum—deep inside me.”

Those words alone in your lust-addled voice were enough to send him right back to the edge.

“Come home to me,” you continued, your lips brushing against his ear, “and fuck me until you can’t give me another drop.”

“Y/N…” he moaned. “I didn’t realize you had such a filthy mind.”

You giggled and sat up on your knees, leaving his cock unattended yet again. “So you’ll do it?”

The reward sure sounded good, but could he really get through a week like that? Kakashi had long been out of the habit of walking around pent-up and frustrated. You had him spoiled; accustomed to kissing you out of your clothes and fucking you on the smallest whim. Going without sex for the whole week was going to be difficult enough, and then edging the whole time sounded…

Well, pathetic, for lack of a better word.

“I don’t know Y/N—”

“Think about how good it will feel,” you added, beginning to rub him again, “when you finally come home and fuck a week’s worth of cum inside me. Where it belongs.”

Goosebumps prickled their way down his legs when you traced the pad of your thumb along the prominent vein that ran along nearly his entire length. Kakashi wanted to think of himself as a man in control; a man who was above such base actions as chasing an orgasm. He didn’t think with his dick. But fuck, when you touched him like this, he didn’t think at all.

And if it might work…

“I’ll try,” Kakashi said. “For you.”

You squealed in excitement, straddling his lap and wrapping your limbs around him—showing your appreciation in a flurry of kisses.

Kakashi reached between your legs and slowly ran his finger along the crotch of your panties. “We don’t have to start right away, do we?” The sticky wetness soaking the fabric was proof enough that you’d gotten yourself just as worked up as him. “I mean, I’m still here tonight. No reason to hold back yet, is there?”

You kissed him again; more slowly this time as you pressed your chest against his and let him slide your panties down your thighs. “Impatient man…”

-

Most of the next day was wasted in transit; surrounded by ANBU guards on the journey to the Village Hidden in the Grass. Upon arrival, Kakashi was met by the Grass’s head ninja and a few of their trusted companions. They only had time for a brief tour before Kakashi and Shikamaru were yawning and looking for where they could turn in for the night. The head ninja showed them to their private rooms and informed them what time they could expect to pick back up tomorrow.

One of the ANBU shinobi placed Kakashi’s bag on the floor before walking back out to stand guard. No matter how peaceful things appeared in the wake of the Fourth Great Shinobi War, it seemed he wouldn’t be able to enjoy any solitude outside the village; other than when he was meant to be sleeping.

But he had something to do before sleep, didn’t he?

Kakashi sighed and flopped down on his back on the bed, appreciating the accommodations the Grass had provided. The room was clean, spacious, and comfortable. It made him feel more than a little guilty for what he was about to do in it. But he’d made you a promise, and he was not a man who would break a promise to you.

He removed his gloves and forehead protector, placing them on the nightstand. His vest followed, laid out on the unused pillow so he could throw it back on quickly if necessary. With a deep breath, Kakashi unbuttoned his pants and pushed them halfway down his thighs. His briefs were quick to follow, exposing himself in the dark room.

His cock was completely flaccid; a rather uninspiring sight considering the task you’d given him. Kakashi half-heartedly began touching himself, trying to work himself up despite his awkwardness in the unfamiliar setting. Masturbating on an assignment was something he’d made sure not to develop a habit of. Aside from a few dire exceptions, Kakashi had always waited until a mission was complete and he was back home to find relief; either alone or—far more preferably—with you.

Kakashi closed his eyes and pictured you; the sparkle in your eyes when you wanted him, the way your body moved in your efforts to entice him. You never failed; every single time Kakashi would be drawn to you like a moth to a flame—hard within minutes and throbbing throughout the foreplay.

Yet what he was experiencing now was more like kneading a lump of dough through his disinterested fingers.

He exhaled heavily, throwing his hand to the side and covering his eyes with the other arm. Maybe it just wasn’t going to happen. Kakashi felt way too inside of his own head—he couldn’t relax enough to let go; let his body react the way he wanted. The way you wanted.

He reached into the inner compartment of his pack, where he’d secreted away his favorite Icha Icha volume. Nothing like a comfort item when spending an extended time away from home. He was counting on the book to help him keep his promise, but his brow furrowed when he felt something else hidden beside the book.

Kakashi’s entire body flushed when he pulled out the object and found himself holding a pair of your panties; dainty black lace, suspiciously similar to the pair you were wearing last night.

Did she…?

His suspicions were confirmed when he touched the gusset and found a little patch that was still wet from his prior ministrations. Feeling that gooey discharge on his thumb finally made his dick twitch with interest and drew a shaky breath from his lungs.

If these had been found in his possession at a bad time, it would have been hard to explain. His Icha Icha habit was already a given, but if anyone had found him walking around with your used panties…

Who knew the Sixth Hokage’s wife was such a filthy little vixen?

The thrill sent a shock straight from his brain through his heart and down to his dick. The traitorous appendage was quickly swelling with blood, leaving him light-headed and needy. Kakashi instinctively brought the dirty panties to his face and inhaled through both his nose and mouth. The scent of your cunt made his cock throb for attention. His free hand gripped his length, squeezing the hardened shaft and tugging upward, clear precum already beading at the flushed tip.

“Y/N,” he moaned, softly enough to be sure no one could overhear. “Baby… fuck.” He took another deep breath that made his mouth water. The previous apprehension behind his movements melted away as lewd memories and the overwhelming scent of your pheromones possessed him to move at a feverish, undignified pace.

Just like that, the Sixth Hokage was officially reduced to a panty-sniffing pervert.

Gods, he felt like a shameful deviant but he didn’t care. You’d given him exactly what he needed—everything you could give without giving him yourself in person. Kakashi grunted and bucked his hips into his fist as he thought of everything he would do to you when he got his hands on you again.

He imagined being inside you; feeling the soft heat of you wrapped around his cock. Hearing you whine and sigh in pleasure, whispering sweet nothings to each other, holding you close and fucking deeper and deeper into you. Filling you with cum, knocking you up.

Putting his baby in you.

Fucking breeding you.

You were his—all his. But it wasn’t enough; not until he had you round-bellied with his child. Living, visible proof of who you belonged to and who you’d given your body to. All for the future of his clan; now your clan as well, evidenced by the ring he’d been honored to place on your finger.

Without command, his tongue leapt from his mouth and lapped at the gusset of your panties, tasting the sweet tang of your pussy. Your taste drove him wild. He clamped his teeth down on the fabric, a moan tearing its way up his throat as the muscles in his pelvis suddenly tightened. 

Kakashi quickly stopped, interrupting the orgasm by pinching the bottom of his cockhead and tugging his balls away from his body. He stayed that way for a minute or two until he caught his breath. When he let go, his flesh was red and angry; resentful of the last-second denial. A cramp lodged in his stomach and his heart pounded against the walls of his chest while sweat dripped down his brow, stinging his eye.

He let out a series of controlled, steadying breaths. Though his muscles relaxed and his heart rate settled, his cock still hung heavy against his stomach, twitching in frustration. Resigned, he acknowledged that his original assessment was indeed true.

Until he had his hands on you again, this would be nothing short of torture.

-

As he had expected, Kakashi hadn’t been able to rush through the week. He did however manage to stay on schedule, spending each of the five days meeting with high-ranking officials and offering what he predicted would be valuable insight to enhance their training methods. Most likely, they would be on their way to becoming a Great Nation in no time. By all rights, it was a successful week.

Despite this, Kakashi couldn’t find any pride in his promising efforts. Not when he was spending his nights edging himself into a sleepless, irritable mess.

By the time he and his subordinates returned to Konoha, Kakashi felt tense enough to snap. Even the softest breeze made his hair stand on end. He wanted to run straight home and work all his frustrations out in bed with you, but an obligatory stop at Hokage Tower put him on an even tighter delay. He gave his report to the elders, seated behind his desk, adjusting his legs every two seconds in a vain attempt at finding relief.

He wasn’t even sure what he’d told them about his time in the Hidden Grass. All he knew was that he needed to get to you, before his body staged an all-out mutiny.

The front door of his shared home with you was like a beacon, guiding him to the place he’d been trying to get back to ever since he left. To say that he was eager to get inside would be an understatement. Inside the house—inside you. His anticipation was so high that his hands shook as he attempted to unlock the door. Even the act of sliding the key into the lock felt pornographic.

Briefly, he worried he might not make it. That he would get all the way home, just to cum untouched on his doorstep.

The door swung open halfway, revealing the welcome sight of you; dressed comfortably in a silky pastel house robe that didn’t even reach halfway down your thighs. Visions of tearing through the intricately-tied obi and taking you right on the floor assaulted his mind even as you started to speak.

“Kakashi,” you grinned, turning his name into something wholly indecent. “There you are. I was beginning to think you weren’t going to make it back today.”

Kakashi shouldered his way through the threshold, dropping his bags only to immediately wrap his arms around your waist and pull you in. He held you tight against his body, letting you feel his demanding erection pressed against your stomach. “Nothing could have kept me from getting back to you,” he answered, the rumble in his voice exposing just how eager and desperate he was.

“Come on,” he purred, picking you up with ease and wrapping your legs around his waist. “We’re going to bed.”

“A-already?” you giggled as he started walking, his erection brushing against your core with every step he took. “You just got home.”

Kakashi hummed a low sound of amusement as he reached his destination, stopping at the foot of the bed. “And what does that matter?” he countered before abruptly tossing you down on your back—smirking at the way your body bounced on the surface of the mattress.

“I’ve been preparing all week,” he said as he made quick work of removing all the clothes covering his upper body. “If you think I’m going to continue to wait, you’re sorely mistaken.”

A bright, excited smile spread across your face as you sat up on your knees. “Do you think it worked?”

“Well, if my aching balls are any indication—”

“Kakashi!”

“What?” He might have laughed at the scandalized look on your face. You’d never known him to be so blunt and explicit, but the tight, needy feeling between his legs overrode his sense of decorum. “My balls are aching; they’re full, and they’re tired of being edged.”

“You poor man,” you teased before sliding off the mattress, arranging yourself on your knees before him. “Let’s see what we can do about that.”

Kakashi’s dick throbbed as your pretty fingers worked open the fastening of his pants and pulled them down his legs. A sharp hiss escaped his mouth when you dragged his briefs over his sensitive flesh. His cock stood straight up, allowing you to see every lurid detail.

“Oh—!” you squeaked, your eyes locked on his swollen balls and darkened tip. You tentatively reached forward, drawing your index finger up the length of his cock, causing the tender organ to twitch away from your touch.

“I think my dick is a little upset with you,” he smirked. “Holding back for that long was hell.”

“I’m so sorry,” you cooed, still addressing his petulant cock. “Maybe it was too long…”

“Absolutely it was too long.”

“Come here, I’ll make it better.” You leaned forward to kiss the tip of his cock, sending a wave of fire through his veins. The soft pink of your tongue poked out of your mouth and Kakashi knew you were getting ready to pamper him with that pretty mouth to make up for the effects of your over-the-top request. But he couldn’t let you. If you treated his cock with a shower of kisses like you normally would, Kakashi was sure he would bust right on your face and chest; defeating the whole purpose, no matter how sexy it was to think about.

No, he had a job to do. He just needed to buy himself some time to cool off. 

Fingers tangling in your hair, Kakashi gently held you back—waiting for your gorgeous eyes to look up at him. “If you really want to make it up to me, I think it’s time I call the shots.” He tilted his head up and gestured to the bed with his chin. “Get back up there and let me see what you’ve been doing for the past week.”

You blushed and broke eye contact. “Kakashi…”

“Don’t act so shy when you snuck your dirty panties into my bag,” he chided, gently tugging your hair to make you face him again. “Show me.”

With a coy smile, you eased yourself back up on the bed, lying on your back to give him a good view. He watched as you untied your obi with the same care you’d used on his clothes, then tossed the belt to the side and let the robe fall open to expose your bare body.

Fuck, he would never get tired of that; seeing you put your perfect form on display for him. Kakashi exhaled deeply, his eyes roaming over you despite his need to calm his racing libido. But you were so beautiful, and it was his privilege as your husband to look at you any way he wanted. Especially when you’d put so much effort into what you wore to welcome him home… and what you didn’t wear underneath it.

“No panties?” he grinned. “Such a good girl.”

You blushed. “You like that?”

Kakashi tilted his head and gently gripped your calves, massaging his way up your legs. “Normally I prefer to take them off of you myself, but after last week, I think I’ve spent enough time with the contents of your underwear drawer.” His thumb barely swiped over your entrance, but your needy hole still quivered at his touch. “I’m glad you agree.”

“What did you do to them?” you giggled.

He leaned in closer, softly inhaling the clean scent of your soap and watching as wetness started visibly dripping from your cunt. “I ruined them,” he answered evenly. “I smelled them and I licked them and I wrapped them around my cock, and I would have cum in them if I hadn’t been saving every drop for you.”

Heat rose in your cheeks, making it painfully obvious to the lauded shinobi just how much it turned you on to think of your husband acting like a shameful pervert behind closed doors. He left a romantic kiss on your hip bone before leaning back.

“But enough about me,” he teased. “How did my beautiful wife spend her nights?”

You shifted for friction, held open by his wide palms. His discerning eyes watched every shift and ripple of muscle, savoring the way you were still so bashful under his scrupulous inspection. Curiously, he ran the rough pad of his thumb up the length of your slit once more, coaxing your clit out to play.

His breath fanned over you at the sight of your bundle of nerves, nearly as red as his cock.

“Y/N, your poor little clit is practically raw.”

You let out a whine. “I missed you, and when I thought about what you were doing at night…”

A low, dangerous laugh spilled from his lips. “My dirty girl. You were probably rubbing yourself, making a mess and cumming all over those gorgeous fingers right at the same time I was squeezing right under the head of my cock to make sure I didn’t finish. Burying that need to cum. All for you.”

“Kakashi…”

“Show me how you did it,” he commanded. “I want to watch you touch yourself.”

Your hand slowly made its way down your body. You might have thought that dragging it out would get you off the hook, but it only served Kakashi’s purpose. He kept his gaze and breathing even as you finally reached between your legs, gathering a bit of arousal on the pad of your middle finger before moving up to find your clit. The first touch made you jump and pulled a sweet little sigh from your lungs.

“Is it sore?”

“No,” you shook your head, “not too much.”

His chest vibrated with a dark, pleased hum. “Good girl. Now rub it for me.”

Kakashi urged you on with only his eyes, his pupils dilated like a predator’s. Your fingertip carefully outlined your clit, pushing it back and forth with indirect pressure.

“That’s right,” he panted. “Circles just like those. Is that how you did it?”

“Mhmm,” you whined.

“Keep going. A little faster.”

Your thighs twitched as you followed his instruction, winding your finger around your clit at a quicker pace. A drop of clear arousal gathered between your folds and started dripping down your cunt. He wanted to lap those sweet juices right out of your hole—to eat your precious little cunt until you were sobbing for his cock. He nearly gave in, before he noticed your free hand absently grasping the bedsheet.

“Mm-mm,” he shook his head. He looked from your hand to your bare breasts. “Your tits. Play with them.”

Pink heat spread over your chest as you released the sheet, instead putting your palm over your breast. Kakashi’s cock ached as he watched you pet and pinch your nipple until it stood at a proud peak. You moaned and moved to the other one, bucking your hips as much as you could against his iron grip.

“Pretty girl…” he breathed. “Does that feel good?”

“Yes…”

“Stick your fingers in your cunt. One, to start.”

You moaned again as your hand swiftly abandoned your clit to find your neglected pussy. You slid your middle finger in to the second knuckle, crying out at the feeling of something finally filling your empty core. Your back arched off the bed as you started pumping your finger in and out.

“Ah ah ah,” Kakashi tsked. “Not so fast. Slow down.”

He smirked at your defiant little whine, knowing that no matter how much you pouted, you would always do what he said. Without any further objection, you corrected your pace down to the languid strokes he preferred. “Mmmm that’s a good girl. Now add another.”

Through meticulous orders, he worked you up almost as skillfully as if he’d been touching you himself—which he still would have preferred, of course, but the naughty show you were putting on might become a staple for future foreplay.

“You’re fucking beautiful, Y/N. Did you look this beautiful every night, or is this special for me?”

For a few minutes, he just watched—forgetting all about his tortuous week and simply reveling in how lucky he felt to be yours. Kakashi knew too well how easily he might have ended up alone, assuming he managed to survive in the first place. But somehow you found him and got through his thick skull, putting your stamp on his heart. Showing him everything love could be. And no matter how many years passed with you by his side, he still felt the need to make the most of every second.

Enough dragging it out. He wanted you now.

Kakashi crawled onto the bed and lunged forward to suck your unattended nipple into his mouth. You whimpered as he ran his hot tongue over the pebbled bud, groans vibrating in his throat while he mercilessly sucked on your soft skin. He suddenly swatted your hand from between your legs and released you with a pop, hovering over you and grabbing you by the waist.

“You better not be too tender to handle me, Y/N.” His hot cock rested on your stomach, weeping precum. “I can’t wait any longer.”

His cock dragged down your body, leaving a sticky trail down your tummy—a promise of what was to come. A little lower and his tip slid over your sensitive clit, causing you to squirm as he notched his tip at your dripping entrance.

“Don’t run from me,” he exhaled, holding you firmly in place. “Be good for your husband.”

Kakashi’s hands tightened on your waist as he pushed his hips forward, forcing your folds to part and accommodate the fat crown of his cock. He let out an indulgent groan, but he instantly stopped moving when you answered with a breathy moan in his ear.

Fuck, you couldn’t make noise like that; he could easily cum just from those gorgeous sounds alone. As much as he loved them, he needed you to shut up if you wanted him to last.

He brought one hand up to cover your mouth. “Shhhhh baby…” He chuckled at the mixture of confusion and desire in your eyes. “Just… give me a second.”

With a doting kiss to your forehead, Kakashi pressed deeper inside, enjoying the way your cunt stretched around him until his entire length was seated comfortably inside your warmth. He brought his hands up to cradle your head, pulling your mouth to his and kissing you deeply. Then he leaned away just enough to look at you.

“You have no idea how bad I need this.”

Kakashi spoke the words against your lips, giving you no chance to respond before his covetous tongue slid into your mouth. He groaned as he kissed you and carefully pulled his hips back just to thrust back in. The sudden motion made you toss your head back and gasp, grabbing at his thighs.

“Fuuuuuck, you feel so good,” he moaned, burying his face in your neck as he started to pump in earnest, pounding you into the mattress. “Missed this pussy so much. Can’t believe I had to settle for fucking my hand that whole time.”

“What…” you challenged breathlessly, “now that you’re Hokage you’re too good to touch yourself?”

The mouth on you; teasing him even though he was balls deep in your little hole, your body bouncing under the force of his thrusts. “As a matter of fact, that’s exactly right.” He sat back on his heels and lifted your legs to give himself better access. “Why would I touch myself when I have my pretty little wife at home to touch me?”

He leaned down again, lording over you with a captivating presence. “Besides,” he taunted, folding you into a proper mating press with his hands behind your knees. “We’re trying to have a baby, aren’t we? So I would have to be a fool to cum anywhere other than inside your sweet little cunt.” Kakashi nipped at your lower lip. “You don’t think I’m a fool, do you Y/N?”

Your response came out in broken breaths. “O-of course n-not.”

“Of course not,” he crooned back at you, grinning as he wrapped his arms around you again. “Such a good girl.”

Kakashi nuzzled his face into your neck, appreciating the feel of you in his arms after so long. The scent of your clean skin welcomed him home far more than the sight of Konoha’s gate ever did. “Gods, I fucking missed you.”

He resumed his indulgent thrusts; taking and taking until he felt tingly with bliss. Determination and stamina were the only things keeping him from spilling inside you too quickly as he fucked you greedily; selfishly. No amount of imagination and practiced touch would ever come close to the feeling he got by being inside you. His cock was finally back where it belonged, and he was going to use your pussy to wring every ounce of pleasure he could. 

“I never stopped thinking about you. Missing you. Wanting you.” He panted heavily, gulping down air in time with the harsh slaps of his full, angry balls against your skin. “I love you Y/N. Wanna fucking breed you.”

“Please—” you gasped, smattering kisses along his bicep and shoulder. “Kashi… give me a baby.”

He pawed all over you, his wide hands eventually settling on your hips to make you meet his thrusts. He renewed his assault of kisses on your neck, hoping he might accidentally leave a few hickeys in his wake. Anything to enforce his claim on you and remind the village who you belonged to, no matter how long a mission might keep him away. He would always, always come back to you.

“I made you my wife. And now… I’m gonna make you a mother.” He kissed his way back to your mouth and nuzzled his nose against yours. “You’re gonna take such good care of my babies. And I’m gonna take care of you.”

You whimpered a cute little sound before hugging him around his neck, gasping praises and promises of love while he pounded away at your helpless cunt. The pressure in his groin was approaching the tipping point. 

“Gods, I’m close,” he groaned and gritted his teeth. His balls tightened and for a second, he was afraid he’d be denied yet again. “Please—Let me put my baby in you.”

You crossed your ankles behind his waist, caging him in close and throwing one hand down to grip the sheet. “Fill me… Kashi please—love you…” 

“I love you so much,” he babbled, feeling the telltale tremor between his legs. “Love you so much. I’m gonna put a baby in you. You’re gonna have my baby. Fuck, Y/N, I love you so much.”

Stars burst across Kakashi’s vision as his long-awaited orgasm ripped through him. A deep, indulgent groan of pure satisfaction climbed its way up his throat. His heartbeat echoed at the base of his cock, the muscles pulsing with burst after burst of his sticky white seed, filling you to the brim. Kakashi pressed his palm flat against your lower tummy, holding you down as he buried his cock in deep.

“Gods—” He kept you bent at the sharp angle, fucking his load deeper inside you even as more continued to leak from his tip, searching for your womb. “Take it.”

Kakashi panted as he finally came down, looking at where your bodies remained intimately joined. The base of his cock glistened with a creamy ring of your arousal; your lips pink and puffy, your clit still swollen with blood.

You mindlessly rocked your hips, coaxing him for more friction. With an adoring smile, Kakashi leaned down on one elbow and slid his hand between your bodies, pressing his thumb into your clit and toying with it exactly how he knew you liked. You whimpered, grabbing for him as your cunt squeezed around his cock. 

“That’s right,” he exhaled, his voice nearly betraying how exhausted the orgasm had left him. “Isn’t it so much better when it’s my fingers on you?”

You nodded furiously; your face tucked against his shoulder.

“Tell me, Y/N,” he softly requested. “Be good for me, and I’ll make you cum.”

“It’s so much better,” you whined. “It’s not the same when I do it. N-needed you…”

Kakashi smirked and closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss while he increased his pressure and rubbed a focused pattern into your bundle of nerves. Your thighs quivered, still locking him in place. He resumed fucking you at a lazy pace, pumping the root of his cock back and forth for more stimulation.

Suddenly you whimpered against him, digging your nails into his back. The muscles inside your pussy squeezed him as you fell apart around his dick, milking one more spurt of cum from his balls with a satisfying pang. He let you break the kiss, both of you gasping for breath.

“That’s right, Y/N. Take all that cum and turn it into a baby,” he panted. “You’ll do that for me, won’t you?”

You whined and nodded, trembling from the ache in your thighs. He brushed his nose against yours.

“Such a good girl. Make a baby for us.”

Kakashi couldn’t help himself; he leaned back in to kiss you again. He loved you; he loved you so fucking much. Tightness swelled in his chest for how much he loved you. Every day, he was hit with this feeling; where he was living a life that seemed impossible for so long. When he thought of all the times he could have lost his life—lost this future—it made his throat itch. He used to be such an idiot. How the hell that past led him to you and this incredible promise of even more on the horizon, he had no clue. But he hadn’t taken a single day in your heart for granted. He knew he was never entitled to anything, least of all the love you constantly showed him. 

When he backed off to let you breathe, you started to brace your hands on the mattress to adjust your position. Though he knew you had to be sore, he decisively held you in place.

“Wait—hold still,” he whispered. “Don’t move yet. Let’s make sure it takes.”

You nodded up at him, somehow both giddy and content. But there was a knowing look in your gaze too. “Kakashi, you’re exhausted. Lie down and relax.”

“I will,” he smiled. “Just another minute.”

He traced a delicate line down your body, lingering over your stomach and imagining what the next few months might hold. He couldn’t wait to grow his family and see the Hatake name rise to even a shadow of its former prominence. And the fact that he would share that future with you still seemed too impossibly good to be true.

“Y/N,” he exhaled as he gently folded his body over yours. “You’re the love of my life.”

Emotions caught in your throat as you hugged him, careful not to shift your hips so that you could keep both him and his spend securely inside you. “You’re the love of mine, Kakashi.”

He cupped your head in his palm and kissed you until he couldn’t keep himself upright any longer. Slowly, Kakashi pulled back his hips, freeing his sated cock and making sure his cum didn’t follow. He feathered gentle kisses along your leg before gently letting them down on the bed. You groaned at the relief in your muscles, still slightly out of breath. Then you turned on your side, keeping your hips aligned so that none of his seed would leak out. 

Kakashi laid down behind you, settling in for the restful sleep he could finally find now that you were in his arms. He rested his left hand over your tummy, spreading his fingers over your skin to protect the baby he was all but certain was beginning to grow there.

“I’m so lucky,” he muttered into your hair. “You’re going to be the most incredible mother. For my babies. Gods, how did I get so lucky?”

You hummed and put your palm over his hand, lacing your fingers with his. “You’re going to be an amazing father.”

Kakashi’s heart thrummed in his chest. “You really think so?” He figured he would never fully shake his fears that he would fail to be the father his children deserved, but he knew before they even existed that he would do anything for them. He only hoped the things within his power would be enough.

“I know you will,” you replied, lifting his hand to kiss his palm, then placing it lovingly back over your tummy. “I can’t wait to raise a family with you.”

“Neither can I,” he answered with a kiss to your temple. “Thank you… for giving me the chance.”

“Of course,” you murmured adoringly. “There’s nothing more I want in the world.”

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