Naruto Kinks
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
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Adult ++
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
3,879
Reviews:
23
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0
Currently Reading:
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Naruto, Tentacles
Naru: Tentacles
He knew it was a genjutsu.
He knew it was a genjutsu, he knew it was a genjutsu, he. . . Naruto let out a startled yelp as he tumbled backwards onto the grass, eyes wide and disbelieving. “Don't come!”
He tried to crawl backwards away from the things, but one of them snagged his left ankle and he nearly bit through his bottom lip in fear. That's right, Uzumaki Naruto was afraid. He had tried to break the illusion, determined to disrupt the flow of his chakra no matter the cost but thats when the thick, vine-like roots had sprouted from the ground. They had slithered up his legs, constricting and spiraling around him until they wrapped around his neck, choking off his air supply.
Panicked, he had hacked them away with his kunai but just when he felt a glimmer of hope for his situation, the weapon had disintegrated in his hand, actually turned to ash in the wind. And the roots kept coming.
They were sick looking—sallow and disfigured—and covered in an unknown slickness that shimmered where it smeared across his clothing. He gritted his teeth at the warm, slimy texture where it brushed his skin. He was panting, digging his fingers into the dirt even as he felt them rise to wrap around his wrists from beneath, trapping him in place.
“No, this isn't happening. This isn't real.”
He could beat this, he could break free, he just had to—
But the slime from the roots was reacting with his clothing, melting it away where they continued to circled up his thighs, and he choked at the realization. He turned, attempting to crawl away on his hands and knees as the last of his clothing fell away.
He couldn't save himself this time. “Sakura-chan. Someone. Anyone.” The only hope left was for someone to stop it.
He was jerked to a halt abruptly, and he gasped when the vines pulled taut without warning, forcing his arms back behind him at a painful angle. He leaned forward with his weight, twisting and struggling to break free. But it was useless against the strength of the roots. He remained suspended in place on his knees, chest heaving. He shut his eyes tight and tried to calm his racing heart.
“Someone, help. I need you to force your chakra into me. Someone. . .”
It was hard to breathe where they coiled around his chest tightly, their slick nubs brushing across his nipples, the liquid substance cooling in the air on his skin and making him tingle where the tips flicked back and forth, back and forth.
“Nnh.”
Naruto's eyes shot open and he twisted to look behind him in sudden horror. His legs were being spread apart slowly which could only mean—
“No, wait.”
God, it was huge. No way. No fucking way.
He turned back, no longer able to watch, sweat trickling down the side of his face and was met with more of them in the front.
“Stop,” he pleaded to the surrounding woods. One of the thicker ones rubbed teasingly across his lips and he turned his face away, swallowing hard. “Sa-Sakura-ch—”
It pushed in then, filling his mouth and forcing its way down his throat, making him gag. His eyes watered as he fought to breathe and tried not to think about what was coming next.
“Nnhm, mmun.”
He could feel the hot, slick member rubbing across his opening, pressing lightly against it, and his face burned at the sensation. Oh god, this could not feel good. He could not be enjoying this.
A couple smaller, softer vines wrapped around his balls and tickled up the length of his cock. Naruto whined in defeat. They began slithering over his tip, teasing, and he struggled for an entirely different reason.
At the same time, the other one plunged in, and he nearly came from the sudden pressure. He continued to squirm, unable to hold still even as he was unable to break away. If this kept up forever, he'd go insane.
Please, please, please.
He squeezed his eyes shut, causing hot tears to roll down his cheeks as he concentrated on the sensation of the movement in and out of him, filling him and stretching him and the ceaseless teasing of the vines across his cock. It was almost unbearable—hovering on the edge of climax, and he would have begged were he able, but then suddenly the ones around his cock constricted and with a quick jerk he was there, swallowing his scream with the plant-juice in his mouth as he exploded in a rush of pleasure.
He was coughing and panting and spent and—clothed? He looked up, surprised momentarily to find her standing before him.
“Sakura-chan? What—what happened?” He vaguely remembered the start of the training, how he'd pestered her into helping him just a few days ago, but those roots—it had all felt so real it took him a moment to sort out what was reality.
He glanced down to the dark spot on the front of his pants, and face burning, covered his crotch with his hands. “Sa-ah-I—”
“You're improving, Naruto,” she grinned down at him, feigning seriousness. “It's getting more difficult for me to distract you with each time.”
He groaned and shot her a lopsided grin, despite himself, in return.
He knew it was a genjutsu.
He knew it was a genjutsu, he knew it was a genjutsu, he. . . Naruto let out a startled yelp as he tumbled backwards onto the grass, eyes wide and disbelieving. “Don't come!”
He tried to crawl backwards away from the things, but one of them snagged his left ankle and he nearly bit through his bottom lip in fear. That's right, Uzumaki Naruto was afraid. He had tried to break the illusion, determined to disrupt the flow of his chakra no matter the cost but thats when the thick, vine-like roots had sprouted from the ground. They had slithered up his legs, constricting and spiraling around him until they wrapped around his neck, choking off his air supply.
Panicked, he had hacked them away with his kunai but just when he felt a glimmer of hope for his situation, the weapon had disintegrated in his hand, actually turned to ash in the wind. And the roots kept coming.
They were sick looking—sallow and disfigured—and covered in an unknown slickness that shimmered where it smeared across his clothing. He gritted his teeth at the warm, slimy texture where it brushed his skin. He was panting, digging his fingers into the dirt even as he felt them rise to wrap around his wrists from beneath, trapping him in place.
“No, this isn't happening. This isn't real.”
He could beat this, he could break free, he just had to—
But the slime from the roots was reacting with his clothing, melting it away where they continued to circled up his thighs, and he choked at the realization. He turned, attempting to crawl away on his hands and knees as the last of his clothing fell away.
He couldn't save himself this time. “Sakura-chan. Someone. Anyone.” The only hope left was for someone to stop it.
He was jerked to a halt abruptly, and he gasped when the vines pulled taut without warning, forcing his arms back behind him at a painful angle. He leaned forward with his weight, twisting and struggling to break free. But it was useless against the strength of the roots. He remained suspended in place on his knees, chest heaving. He shut his eyes tight and tried to calm his racing heart.
“Someone, help. I need you to force your chakra into me. Someone. . .”
It was hard to breathe where they coiled around his chest tightly, their slick nubs brushing across his nipples, the liquid substance cooling in the air on his skin and making him tingle where the tips flicked back and forth, back and forth.
“Nnh.”
Naruto's eyes shot open and he twisted to look behind him in sudden horror. His legs were being spread apart slowly which could only mean—
“No, wait.”
God, it was huge. No way. No fucking way.
He turned back, no longer able to watch, sweat trickling down the side of his face and was met with more of them in the front.
“Stop,” he pleaded to the surrounding woods. One of the thicker ones rubbed teasingly across his lips and he turned his face away, swallowing hard. “Sa-Sakura-ch—”
It pushed in then, filling his mouth and forcing its way down his throat, making him gag. His eyes watered as he fought to breathe and tried not to think about what was coming next.
“Nnhm, mmun.”
He could feel the hot, slick member rubbing across his opening, pressing lightly against it, and his face burned at the sensation. Oh god, this could not feel good. He could not be enjoying this.
A couple smaller, softer vines wrapped around his balls and tickled up the length of his cock. Naruto whined in defeat. They began slithering over his tip, teasing, and he struggled for an entirely different reason.
At the same time, the other one plunged in, and he nearly came from the sudden pressure. He continued to squirm, unable to hold still even as he was unable to break away. If this kept up forever, he'd go insane.
Please, please, please.
He squeezed his eyes shut, causing hot tears to roll down his cheeks as he concentrated on the sensation of the movement in and out of him, filling him and stretching him and the ceaseless teasing of the vines across his cock. It was almost unbearable—hovering on the edge of climax, and he would have begged were he able, but then suddenly the ones around his cock constricted and with a quick jerk he was there, swallowing his scream with the plant-juice in his mouth as he exploded in a rush of pleasure.
He was coughing and panting and spent and—clothed? He looked up, surprised momentarily to find her standing before him.
“Sakura-chan? What—what happened?” He vaguely remembered the start of the training, how he'd pestered her into helping him just a few days ago, but those roots—it had all felt so real it took him a moment to sort out what was reality.
He glanced down to the dark spot on the front of his pants, and face burning, covered his crotch with his hands. “Sa-ah-I—”
“You're improving, Naruto,” she grinned down at him, feigning seriousness. “It's getting more difficult for me to distract you with each time.”
He groaned and shot her a lopsided grin, despite himself, in return.