Jiraiya x Reader Stories(Smut)

Utopia

Dark au.
Warning: major character death. Some major canon divergence. Rape/non con. Grooming. Blood and injury. Eventual Stockholm syndrome.

In which Jiraiya was plotting with the Akatsuki the whole time. His prize in all of this is you. This is a dark very bitter interruption of Jiraiya if you couldn't tell already. One in which he blames Naruto and the Hidden Leaf for all the loss in his life. So he gets cold blooded revenge and takes reader as his hostage as he has convinced himself she is in love with him. Oof.

For real this one is really dark consider this a final warning. I 100% understand if this isn't your thing and you skip it. Idk I find abusive content cathartic in a way and wrote this don't judge me. Obviously I don't condone this. Sometimes you just wanna create heavy brutal angst. Next week is like a cozy fluffy Valentine's Day one it will be better. :)

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Things begin to become clear as you wake up. There's an ache on your head where you were struck. Your arms are tied above you. Your wrists are together and wrapped in rope up to your second joints to your fingers. The purpose of such excessive use of rope is to stop you from forming any seals without breaking your fingers. You're blindfolded. You can't see anything.

You start to shift, pulling on whatever is holding your wrists. The bonds tug and bite into your flesh. It's quite painful. The surface under you is soft. Like sheets. You're on a bed on your back. You can feel the softness from toe to head. The air is chilly and damp around your body. Nothing is supporting your chest.

You're naked.

That realization only heightened your fear. Without your eyes the unknowns around you take longer to process. You yank on the post holding your hands hostage. You feel it with your fingers. It's metal. The bed frame must be iron or something. You won't be able to break it with your strength alone.

A hand touches your leg. A hand you know. You know it so well. You freeze.

"J... Jiraiya?" You ask in a small voice.

"Of course it's me." He replied calmly. "And it's only us here."

That's far from comforting. All that transpired before you were knocked out runs through your mind again. You screamed and begged. You fought Jiraiya's hold on you. All you could do is watch as men dressed in those all telling black cloaks with red clouds closed in and overwhelmed Naruto. You yank your leg away from Jiraiya's hand, disgusted by his touch. He only laughs. A quiet amused laugh. Like one would do to a foolish child.

"Filthy traitor!" You growl. "Don't touch me!"

"Or what? You can't escape from me. Even if you manage to get out of your bonds, I'm faster than you."

His words are frustrating. They're true. The chance of actually slipping out of these bonds are very slim. You can't even tell what they're made out of. They feel like cord, but it's also too hard to be made of any fabric. Is it metal? Did he think that far ahead to bind you with woven steel? Your wrists are already aching from the way they rub.

"I'm stronger too."

You wince as his hot breath washes over your face. Without your eyes it's all a nasty surprise. You can almost feel his lips close to yours. Jiraiya grips your inner thigh. You clamp your legs but it doesn't matter. He pulls you towards him until your outer thigh is touching what feels like his thigh. He's still wearing pants.

"W-Why?" You ask. "What do you want with me?"

"I figured it was pretty obvious. You belong to me now."