Jiraiya became overfilled with pleasure. It had been so long since he fucked without thinking. Without trying to be considerate to some extent. Sure there were women he fucked with only some restraint because he knew their type. He knew what they could take. They were experienced and could take what he dished out. But he was always so hyper aware of everything. He always had to be careful. Always had to rein himself in before he could black out.
As a Sannin, Jiraiya had overwhelming power and strength. And they often spilled over into his libido. He knew power could corrupt and be blinding. But for him it was mostly during sex. During sex, he felt and heard every kinky, disgusting desire loud and clear in his head. That part of him that wanted to fuck and fuck until it was satisfied. And it was never truly satisfied. Always wanting more, always wanting to cross the line. This was Jiraiya's internal struggle.
When he trained on Mt Myoboku, learning sage mode clarified many things for him, as it consisted of much meditation. Self discovery came and he gained self control.
But Jiraiya was still, only human. And there were times where Jiraiya would lose that control for moments before reining himself back into reality.
And now, while Jiraiya was submerged deep in Y/N's pussy, all traces of control were gone. He was thrusting and fucking on instinct alone. His instincts...his gut were practically screaming for him to stay in her forever. Jiraiya's dick was cushioned by her heavenly walls and with every thrust into her Jiraiya's dick spasmed from pleasure. That pleasure fueled him, encouraged him. He moved repeatedly into her without pause. Not only did Jiraiya not want to stop. He simply could not. The need to be in her overwhelmed him.
He looked at her face, her perfect face, that sensual expression. Her eyes were shut and her plump bottom lip was trapped under her teeth as she bit it. His grip on her neck was tight but He could still hear her sounds.
With his other hand he found his way down to her clit and applied gentle pressure. It was so easy to make her cry out.
"Open your eyes Y/N"
Y/N's eyes slowly opened and met his.
"I want you to watch. Watch me" his grip on her neck tightened and her eyes rolled back and closed again, easily distracted by all the sensations her body was going through.
He filled her up again with a harder pump, rushing into her.
"I said watch me"
Her eyes shot back open and looked at him.
"Good girl" he said as his thumb rubbed on her sensitive clit, picking up the pace. With precision and focus he drilled her and tortured her.
His hand moved up her neck and as she tried to catch her breath he inserted two fingers inside her mouth.
Y/N's body was a wreck, overloaded with sensations that drove her crazy. Her mind couldn't keep up with Jiraiya's consistent teasing. He made her feel so good that it was too much.
Jiraiya was right when he said she couldn't handle him. She realized this as his fingers filled her mouth. She began to suck them but she could barely focus. Her mind being stretched in too many different directions. She couldn't handle him. She didn't know this is what she was asking for. Y/N was way out of her comfort zone and Jiraiya was way out of her league. And yet everything about it felt so right. So good. She wanted more of whatever he was giving her.
Before long, she began to whimper and her body trembled as she approached her climax. Jiraiya felt her pussy clasp against his dick and it almost took his breath away.
"Damn!" he growled.
He released her and pulled out of her immediately.
"I didn't say you could cum" he spat out. " not yet"
He grabbed her arm and pulled her up to him.
"Gimme kiss"
Without another word she leaned in to comply.
His tone was filled with the type authority that compelled her to obey. It shook her down to her core.
After sharing a kiss, Jiraiya smacked her on the ass and told her to turn around. She quickly obeyed.
He pulled her in close and kissed her shoulder blade before whispering in her ear
"Say my name"
"Jiraiya" her beautiful voice graced his ears making his name sound like an enchantment.
"I like when you call me Master Jiraiya"
"Master Jiraiya" she responded.
"You're such a good girl" he muttered right before pushing her down against the bed.
There she leaned against her forearms and her ass in the air. Her ass was perfect, her pussy soaked and swollen from his abuse. Without a second thought, Jiraiya smacked her heart shaped bottom, eliciting a yelp from her. Again and again he slapped her behind, each time getting a moan groan and cry from Y/N.
He bent down and kissed each cheek he had hurt just before sliding back into her slick snatch. Then he was back at it. Throwing himself into her. Holding onto her hips for stability. Reacting to her voice. The sensation he felt was so overpowering and new. It was as if this was his first time.
His hands started running up her back, he found himself tracing an old scar as he pounded into her. One he hadn't noticed before. Clearly the result of someone's wrath or lack of concern. Anger twitched inside him.
'How could someone hurt her. Damage whats mine'
Just like that Jiraiya's mind woke up completely.
'Am I hurting her now? Am I hurting her? Is she okay'
The pleasure he was feeling inside her was now borderline painful, accompanied by pangs of guilt.
"Shit!"
Jiraiya pulled out of her. Breathing heavily he reached over to Y/N
"Are you.. Did i hurt you? I'm sorry I..."
'Y/N looked back at Jiraiya. She felt confused. One moment he was man handling her, dicking her down and now he seemed to be freaking out.
She rolled over and sat up "I'm okay, I'm okay, whats wrong?"
Jiraiya looked distraught. "I wasn't thinking , I could have hurt you"
Y/N crawled over to Jiraiya and reached for his face. She kissed him, slowly, tenderly until he finally kissed her back.
"I asked for this. I wanted this Jiraiya," she began in between kisses.
"I still want whatever it is you have to give me."
Her kisses and voice were like a sweet lullaby, soothing his anxiety. Jiraiya was speechless.
"Here let me help you" Y/N said sweetly.
She reached for his hands, they were rough, the hands of a man who knew hard work. She lifted his hands and lightly kissed each one. She placed them on her breasts. Then pulled them up towards her neck.
"I can't understand why... but I've wanted your hands wrapped around me this way since you threw me on the bed. You're not hurting me. Your experience, Your... control makes me feel so good, and so safe Jiraiya so please don't feel bad or worried"
Her words reached him and they surprised him.
And without a single word of response Jiraiya let go of her neck, pulled her by the waist and embraced her. In that moment, his sexual demons quieted, and that was all he craved.
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A/N:
Hey y'all ! how did you like this chapter. its a bit different. I would love some honest feedback! is there anything you wanna know about our two characters? or something you'd like to see? please let me know!
FYI when you guys curse in your comments Wattpad automatically reports and "removes" the comments. although its still there on my end and is just grayed out! I just didnt want anyone to think i was deleting or reporting their comments.
*edit* yes i know "gimme kiss" isnt proper but like u ever having sex and you lose your speech capabilities? no? okay nvm