Jiraiya x Reader Stories(Smut)

Temptation [M/M/M]

This one is kinda intense. Jiraiya gets basically Stockholmed into falling in love with Orochimaru and reader. So dub con and themes like that.

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"Look on the bright side," they said.

"You survived it." They encouraged him.

Hardly.

Jiraiya sits against the uncomfortable unevenly cut stone wall rubbing his head. It won't stop hurting. This is stupid. He feels a mixture of so many things. Anger. Disgust. Frustration. If he gave into these emotions too deeply, especially anger, it gets worse.

He casts a look to his arm and grimaces. He tugs on his sleeve to hide it. This... mark. Poison. Curse. Thing his nemesis placed on him. A battle gone awry against Orochimaru had ended in his complete failure. Overcome with emotion after learning of Hiruzen's death had made Jiraiya a hasty decision. He bided his time as he contemplated about if he should do it or not but after seeing that careless murderer had dead arms and was propositioning Tsunade with a manipulative deal he just lost it even more. Once he got her, Shizune, and Naruto back to Konoha he left to settle this as it should've been settled years ago. So much damage was caused because he failed to kill this monster when the time was most opportune.

At the time he knew... It wasn't too late to settle the score.

Despite being so determined to win, the Great Toad Sage ain't so great. He lost with the surprise of Orochimaru suddenly having the use of both arms back and fighting at full strength. Jiraiya slipped right into a trap and before he could gain distance something happened that still shakes him.

It happened so quickly yet it felt slow. He remembers every little detail. Throwing his arm up instinctively to protect his chest and face. Staring right into the amber adder eyes of a man he's known his whole life and for the first time he felt fear in Orochimaru's presence. Those fangs dug into his flesh. It was followed by immediate searing pain that he couldn't handle. He collapsed immediately. It was absolute agony.

As he writhed and tried to get a grip on himself, it got worse. Orochimaru smiled at him. He shook with a need to get away but his body wouldn't listen! He was at the mercy of the enemy and being very aware of that fact only makes it scarier. Especially when the enemy smiles at him like that. Like he's a foolish child. Or a helpless idiot in over his head. He flinched back as much as he could when that pale hand caressed his cheek. It felt like ice and seaweed grazing his skin. Then his breath was stolen when the other man kissed him. Not in the good way either. It was more like a punch to the gut.

"You'll be just fine, my dear. Just let it happen." Orochimaru cooed at him like he was a lover and ran a slender thumb over his lips. "It will all be okay."

It was too much. The pain. The shock. Jiraiya passed out and next he awoke he was in this dim dark awful prison. He's in a cell alone. Beside him there's cells filled with desperate angry prisoners stuffed together like sardines that are reaching between the bars and clawing at the air trying to get to him. Some are propositioning him for favours. Others want to kill him. Some are begging. Few are encouraging.

"All those who survive getting marked are only alone for so long! Just wait until I get my hands on you!" The raspy crazed voice of one of his neighbours threaten yet again.

"Charming, aren't they?"

Jiraiya looks up. This isn't a voice nor a face he hadn't seen before. You. You're young and... really cute. You're close. He didn't hear the door open but you are right in front of him only a foot away. Around him the prisoners are quiet and cowering. By your garb... You're with Orochimaru.