Ibiki 100 Themes
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
3
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I do not own Naruto. Kishimoto-sensei makes all the money u.u I make no money from this fic whatso ever, and is just to please my perverse mind
Stuffed Animal, Possessive, Rape
Alright, first three themes are up... ^.^
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Stuffed Animal
Iruka’s eyes fluttered open in the early morning rays that filtered in his windows. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he noticed his muscles were a little sore, but dismissed it feeling the cause was Naruto the previous day with his pranks.
Iruka quickly got up from his bed, not waiting to get into a hot shower to soothe his tense back. He continued to follow his similar morning routine until he noticed something not quite right about his living room. Waking up his senses, he reached out his chakra to see if any other nin were in his apartment. He grabbed a kunai and steadied his breathing.
Feeling that he was indeed alone, he still cautiously entered the living room. He turned the light on to reveille a giant dolphin plush sitting on his love seat. Beside it sat a note.
Iruka smiled wryly at the name gesture. As if he hadn’t gotten this joke before. Iruka rolled his eyes as he clasped the envelope. Feeling the chakra signature, his bemused smile faded into a sad one. He had not felt this presence in a long time. Letting his fingers slide over the light blue paper, Iruka flipped open the flap to pull out the card. He read the inscription silently to himself.
Iruka,
I know that we did not end things well. I was not deserving of a man like you. I hope that you do not hold ill-well against me, and that maybe in time, you will see how sorry I truly am. And while I don’t deserve your forgiveness, I will be selfish and ask for it. I am truly sorry for hurting you.
-A very apologetic Ibiki.
Iruka eyes began to mist, looking back at the dolphin he sat beside it and re-reading the heartfelt letter over. Wiping his eyes, he noticed a post script near the bottom.
PS. While on the topic of apologizing, I must ask for forgiveness for last night. You were too tempting while you slept. I hope you had pleasant dreams (heart)
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Possessive
Izumo sat down at the bar beside his long time friend Kotetsu, but made sure to leave a seat in between them. Kotetsu gave a side ways look, but ordered a bottle of sake regardless.
“So what is new with you? I haven’t seen you in ages! What has it been, three, four months now? I’ve missed you Zu.” Kotetsu said as he slipped into the seat next to his friend.
Izumo glanced over his shoulder, visible nervous.
“What’s wrong Zu. I haven’t seen you shake this bad since our chuunin exams.” Kotetsu placed the bottles on the bar counter and reached out a hand to turn Izumo to face him.
“Don’t touch me!” Izumo shrieked. Several people around the bar stopped to see what the scene was, but slowly drifted back into their own conversation.
“Izumo,” Kotesu made sure to use his full name to get the other man’s attention.
“It’s nothing. Really. Just, I need space is all, okay?” Izumo looked at the sake before placing a smile on his face. “We came here to drink. So let’s drink.” He tried to add excitement to his statement, but Izumo couldn’t even fool himself.
Kotetsu could see something was terribly wrong and needed to confirm the suspicions that he had.
“I heard that you started going out with Ibiki. Has that bastard hurt you? You aren’t yourself Zu.” Kotetsu stood from his chair to block Izumo’s blank stare out the front door.
“Kotetsu, please move.” Izumo stuttered out nervously.
“What? No! Not until you tell me what the hell is going on here!” Kotetsu demanded.
“Please!” Izumo begged. “I don’t want you to get hurt.” Came the barley audible whisper.
Kotetsu leaned in closer. “Say that again?” he cautiously asked.
“Too late punk.” A low angry voice rumbled from behind.
Kotetsu turned around in time to have his face connect with a very pissed off Ibiki fist. Kotetsu flew back into the bar behind him, knocking over his sake as well as a few other drinks. He reached one hand out to steady himself while his other clutched his broken and bleeding nose.
“What the hell man?!” Kotetsu fired off angrily. The other bar patriots who had decided to risk themselves and watch the drama unfold, hissed, knowing that Kotetsu had no chance against the head of Interrogations and Torture.
“I’m not sure where you get off touching my boyfriend, but you better stay the hell away from him. Got it?” Ibiki clutched Izumo’s right wrist in his massive left hand.
Kotetsu watched his friend stifled a sniffle of pain. He wasn’t going to let this stand any longer. “Is that a threat?”
“It’s a promise.” Ibiki yanked the smaller man possessively to his side as he turned to leave the bar.
Kotetsu’s anger blinded him as he leaped towards the scarred man, but before his fists could land a blow, two ANBU operatives grasped either arm and detained him.
Ibiki smiled ominously. “Take him to my guest quarters. I’ll deal with him once I remind someone who they belong to.”
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Rape
Ibiki was furious. Stepping out form his office, Ibiki grabbed the nearest ANBU, which happened to be a poor fellow with a brown pony tail. The ANBU, who wore a ‘Bird’ mask stumbled to keep up with the irate man.
Finally reaching their destination, Ibiki threw the young man to the floor to turn around and lock the interrogation room. Bird stood up, rubbing the back of his scalp before chancing a gaze at the fuming torture expert.
Sorely regretting making eye contact, Bird’s gaze fell downward. A cruel smile filled Ibiki’s normally stoic face.
The command was sharp and broke the silence. “Strip.”
The order was sad in a normal tone, but the tone that lingered behind the word caused Bird to hesitate for a split second.
Bird didn’t even blink a second time before he could register the fact that Ibiki was in front of him and that he had been back handed. Bird collapsed on the floor. Looking up from the floor, Bird could feel the blood dribbling from his mouth.
“STRIP!” Ibiki roared. Bird was out of his clothes, spare his mask, and standing before his superior without a second thought.
Ibiki walked a tight circle around the ANBU operative, evaluating his hasty pick. Without any prior consent, Ibiki grabbed the pony tail and forcibly lead Bird over to the interrogation table.
Ibiki’s hand pushed the back of Bird’s head into the table, effectively bending over the edge of the said table.
Without preparation, Ibiki slammed his dick hard into Bird. A muffled cry was stifled by the mask as Bird instinctively tensed. His rectum tore at the massive intrusion. Pained seared through his spine until his ears rang. Ibiki started a devastating pace. Each thrust jarring a small grunt from Birds’ throat.
Eventually Bird’s mind grew numb, and his body relaxed, legs giving as his torso dug into the edge of the table.
Ibiki snarled with disgust as his cock slid out. Picking the man up, he slumped the absent minded nin on the table and re-inserted his hard dick to finish what he started. After a few additional thrusts, Ibiki satisfied himself , thrusting as deep as he cold manage and spilling his load inside the now unconscious man.
Pulling his sated organ from the now lose hole, he watched as blood mixed with his seed seeped out of the torn anus.
Ibiki smiled to himself as he took in the sight of the helpless operative and the mess he created. With a snap of his fingers, two med nin appeared and took Bird in a poof of smoke without a word.
~*~*~*~
-TiEnya
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Stuffed Animal
Iruka’s eyes fluttered open in the early morning rays that filtered in his windows. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he noticed his muscles were a little sore, but dismissed it feeling the cause was Naruto the previous day with his pranks.
Iruka quickly got up from his bed, not waiting to get into a hot shower to soothe his tense back. He continued to follow his similar morning routine until he noticed something not quite right about his living room. Waking up his senses, he reached out his chakra to see if any other nin were in his apartment. He grabbed a kunai and steadied his breathing.
Feeling that he was indeed alone, he still cautiously entered the living room. He turned the light on to reveille a giant dolphin plush sitting on his love seat. Beside it sat a note.
Iruka smiled wryly at the name gesture. As if he hadn’t gotten this joke before. Iruka rolled his eyes as he clasped the envelope. Feeling the chakra signature, his bemused smile faded into a sad one. He had not felt this presence in a long time. Letting his fingers slide over the light blue paper, Iruka flipped open the flap to pull out the card. He read the inscription silently to himself.
Iruka,
I know that we did not end things well. I was not deserving of a man like you. I hope that you do not hold ill-well against me, and that maybe in time, you will see how sorry I truly am. And while I don’t deserve your forgiveness, I will be selfish and ask for it. I am truly sorry for hurting you.
-A very apologetic Ibiki.
Iruka eyes began to mist, looking back at the dolphin he sat beside it and re-reading the heartfelt letter over. Wiping his eyes, he noticed a post script near the bottom.
PS. While on the topic of apologizing, I must ask for forgiveness for last night. You were too tempting while you slept. I hope you had pleasant dreams (heart)
~*~*~*~
Possessive
Izumo sat down at the bar beside his long time friend Kotetsu, but made sure to leave a seat in between them. Kotetsu gave a side ways look, but ordered a bottle of sake regardless.
“So what is new with you? I haven’t seen you in ages! What has it been, three, four months now? I’ve missed you Zu.” Kotetsu said as he slipped into the seat next to his friend.
Izumo glanced over his shoulder, visible nervous.
“What’s wrong Zu. I haven’t seen you shake this bad since our chuunin exams.” Kotetsu placed the bottles on the bar counter and reached out a hand to turn Izumo to face him.
“Don’t touch me!” Izumo shrieked. Several people around the bar stopped to see what the scene was, but slowly drifted back into their own conversation.
“Izumo,” Kotesu made sure to use his full name to get the other man’s attention.
“It’s nothing. Really. Just, I need space is all, okay?” Izumo looked at the sake before placing a smile on his face. “We came here to drink. So let’s drink.” He tried to add excitement to his statement, but Izumo couldn’t even fool himself.
Kotetsu could see something was terribly wrong and needed to confirm the suspicions that he had.
“I heard that you started going out with Ibiki. Has that bastard hurt you? You aren’t yourself Zu.” Kotetsu stood from his chair to block Izumo’s blank stare out the front door.
“Kotetsu, please move.” Izumo stuttered out nervously.
“What? No! Not until you tell me what the hell is going on here!” Kotetsu demanded.
“Please!” Izumo begged. “I don’t want you to get hurt.” Came the barley audible whisper.
Kotetsu leaned in closer. “Say that again?” he cautiously asked.
“Too late punk.” A low angry voice rumbled from behind.
Kotetsu turned around in time to have his face connect with a very pissed off Ibiki fist. Kotetsu flew back into the bar behind him, knocking over his sake as well as a few other drinks. He reached one hand out to steady himself while his other clutched his broken and bleeding nose.
“What the hell man?!” Kotetsu fired off angrily. The other bar patriots who had decided to risk themselves and watch the drama unfold, hissed, knowing that Kotetsu had no chance against the head of Interrogations and Torture.
“I’m not sure where you get off touching my boyfriend, but you better stay the hell away from him. Got it?” Ibiki clutched Izumo’s right wrist in his massive left hand.
Kotetsu watched his friend stifled a sniffle of pain. He wasn’t going to let this stand any longer. “Is that a threat?”
“It’s a promise.” Ibiki yanked the smaller man possessively to his side as he turned to leave the bar.
Kotetsu’s anger blinded him as he leaped towards the scarred man, but before his fists could land a blow, two ANBU operatives grasped either arm and detained him.
Ibiki smiled ominously. “Take him to my guest quarters. I’ll deal with him once I remind someone who they belong to.”
~*~*~*~
Rape
Ibiki was furious. Stepping out form his office, Ibiki grabbed the nearest ANBU, which happened to be a poor fellow with a brown pony tail. The ANBU, who wore a ‘Bird’ mask stumbled to keep up with the irate man.
Finally reaching their destination, Ibiki threw the young man to the floor to turn around and lock the interrogation room. Bird stood up, rubbing the back of his scalp before chancing a gaze at the fuming torture expert.
Sorely regretting making eye contact, Bird’s gaze fell downward. A cruel smile filled Ibiki’s normally stoic face.
The command was sharp and broke the silence. “Strip.”
The order was sad in a normal tone, but the tone that lingered behind the word caused Bird to hesitate for a split second.
Bird didn’t even blink a second time before he could register the fact that Ibiki was in front of him and that he had been back handed. Bird collapsed on the floor. Looking up from the floor, Bird could feel the blood dribbling from his mouth.
“STRIP!” Ibiki roared. Bird was out of his clothes, spare his mask, and standing before his superior without a second thought.
Ibiki walked a tight circle around the ANBU operative, evaluating his hasty pick. Without any prior consent, Ibiki grabbed the pony tail and forcibly lead Bird over to the interrogation table.
Ibiki’s hand pushed the back of Bird’s head into the table, effectively bending over the edge of the said table.
Without preparation, Ibiki slammed his dick hard into Bird. A muffled cry was stifled by the mask as Bird instinctively tensed. His rectum tore at the massive intrusion. Pained seared through his spine until his ears rang. Ibiki started a devastating pace. Each thrust jarring a small grunt from Birds’ throat.
Eventually Bird’s mind grew numb, and his body relaxed, legs giving as his torso dug into the edge of the table.
Ibiki snarled with disgust as his cock slid out. Picking the man up, he slumped the absent minded nin on the table and re-inserted his hard dick to finish what he started. After a few additional thrusts, Ibiki satisfied himself , thrusting as deep as he cold manage and spilling his load inside the now unconscious man.
Pulling his sated organ from the now lose hole, he watched as blood mixed with his seed seeped out of the torn anus.
Ibiki smiled to himself as he took in the sight of the helpless operative and the mess he created. With a snap of his fingers, two med nin appeared and took Bird in a poof of smoke without a word.
~*~*~*~
-TiEnya