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❝ sexual content # mention of kakuzu # creampie # breeding # public sex # dom!hidan & sub!reader # unprotected sex # petnames # mentions of violence # mentions of religion # mentions of ritualistic activities ❞

this was just supposed to be a nice visit to the collection office—particularly because of kakuzu’s continuous hunger for cash. he had recently got a huge bounty and decided to deposit it immediately. someone in particular also had a hunger for something: your boyfriend, hidan. 

of course, not the hunger for making his enemies feel the pain that he feels, killing them slowly, making them go through continuous agony then quickly finishing them off. no, not that kind of hunger. hidan went through a frenzy that he didn’t tell you about. a frenzy that required you and only you. 

after you two ended up in a somewhat successful relationship, he just couldn’t keep his hands off of you. he wanted you day and night, no matter what the circumstances were. 

he thought about you when you were on missions for the akatsuki—preferably safe ones just to keep you away from danger, when you were resting in your shared bed, when you were awake cooking meals for the group, when you watched him do his rituals. he thought about you 24/8. that is until you visited the collection office. 

it was a normal site for you and hidan to see here and there, for kakuzu it was a wonderful sight for him to behold. depositing his bounty and gaining the amount of money that was on the bounty’s head, that is. just as kakuzu entered the secret entrance to the collection office, that’s when hidan’s eyes met yours. he quickly entered your personal space as he placed kisses all over your neck and collarbone, leaving dark red hickey’s on your neck—thankfully covered by the collar of your akatsuki uniform. 

“w-wait, hidan . . . what if he sees us?” hidan stopped his ministrations as he looked at you with his purple eyes. “sees us? then he’ll see how good i fuck you so he can stop teasin’ me, baby.” hidan planted both of his hands on your ass as your initial reaction was to jump and wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. 

hidan kissed you deeply and passionately. not only was this kiss filled with pent up lust, but the extreme adoration for you. hidan loved you like no one else. he even loves you more than his rituals, well, somewhat close to that. 

his tongue began to enter your mouth, exploring around as he pulled away, leaving a string of spit connecting the both of you. he quickly shimmied down your uniform as he did himself too. his cock slapped against his abdomen as he lined it up with your entrance. “ready, baby?” hidan asked, looking at you for his consent. you nodded your head, “make it quick, please.” 

“aye aye captain.” hidan slowly entered your wet cavern, relishing the feeling of your walls clamping down on his dick, holding it hostage in order to milk it dry. the creamy substance started to coat his cock as it glided its way to the base of it. 

“creamin’ already baby?” he chuckled, slowly pulling out and quickly slamming back in. you let out a little yelp as hidan maintained this rhythm. you buried your face into his neck, embarrassed at the small sound and lewd expression you made. 

“no, no, no. show me that pretty face.” hidan said, leaving visible hickeys on your neck as you slowly lifted your face from his neck. “that’s it baby. atta girl.” hidan quickly thrusted his hips, leaving the pace at a steady rhythm that would please both you and him. 

hidan primarily cared about your pleasure over his. although he does want to pleasure himself with your pussy, you’re just a goddess to him. he believes goddesses need more pleasure than he does. you are his goddess. he worships your pussy like he worships jashin. he worships you in general as if you were jashin. you’re just a perfect match for him, and he just loves you so. 

hidan can’t put it into words, but whenever your pussy pulses around him, it sends him into a frenzy. the veins in his cock riding against your walls giving you extra pleasure to his continuously welcomed dick. your walls are just so welcoming to him to the point where he gets lost in the warmth of your pussy, forgetting to pull out when he’s cumming. 

he looks at your expression, seemingly studying your likes and dislikes, as he pulls his cock out. heavy panting could be heard from you and hidan, mostly you. “w-was that good e-enough?” he questioned, looking at the back of your head, for your face was stuffed between his neck and collarbone. you let out a hum in affirmation as hidan helped you to your feet. 

you could barely stand as you use hidan as a personal balance beam as he helped you in your uniform. “h-how long was that?” you asked. “he’s probably halfway through counting.” hidan says, letting out a low chuckle as he pulls his uniform up also. 

“thank you, hidan.” you said, wrapping your arms around his. “hmm?” he said. “thank me? for what baby?” 

“just thank you.” you said, gripping onto his arm. 

he found that gesture comforting. the gesture of you gripping onto his arm in a form of relying on his safety and in a form of love. hidan loves you dearly, but he has no way of putting it into words. hidan is a man of religion. a man of violence. a man of rituals. a man that you truly love. hidan, too, truly loves you too.

originally wrote and published by @kentofication