Naruto Various x Reader [Oneshots]

Soft // Lee 🍋

Warnings: praise kink, very fluffy sexy time. reader takes care of lee and showers him in compliments, because he [obviously] deserves it.

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LEE's pupils are as big as saucers.

The bewildered man seems to be stuck in somewhat of a daze as you fall to your knees in front of him the same night he drags his feet through the front door, lacking that signature bounce in his step from a particularly pesky mission.

The reason for his puzzlement? He's not completely sure what's happening. He had just sat down on the edge of your shared bed and was about to yank the hefty Jonin vest off of his tired shoulders, and yet here you are - looking up at him like you're some damn meal.

Onyx eyes, irises dark as the night itself, are unable to keep still as they take you in from head to toe - well, lap in this particular case - and study every last feature you possess. They flicker across your entire bearing that's currently dressed in nothing but a cutesy set of lingerie in the colour that compliments your skin tone nearly to perfection.

You're dressed to kill - quite literally, because Lee can feel his heart giving out in that exact moment. It's giving him whiplash from how faster and faster the muscle is beginning to beat with every passing second - twice, no, thrice as quick, than what he usually experiences when he trains. The speed in which his pulse pounds right behind his ears is making him feel slightly light-headed.

Underneath sun-kissed skin that's currently pulled taut so tight that it aches, blood is rushing everywhere. Literally everywhere. Even down there.

He's never seen this particular set before, so it must have been a new buy you've spoiled yourself - him - with while he was gone. Every strap; every last bit of lace is meant to invoke lust. It all hugs your curves in a way that makes saliva rapidly gather inside his mouth. The sweetness it coats his tongue with sticks itself to the roof of his mouth, now. It feels like he's been eating nothing but jellybeans and toffee.

He swallows the spit audibly; drool-coated tongue running along the flat surface of his front teeth. The sound is almost comical, but you know better than to allow the smirk to show, or even worse: a grin. It'd be too wolfish and it'd scare your already timid-about-sex boyfriend right away, surely.

"Lee, darling," you purr like the most wicked feline instead, your dainty hands resting on his knees gently, "do you like it?"

The soothing lilt you weave into your voice seems to bring him right back to earth.

"Mhmm," he croaks out finally, snapping into reality only when you begin to pry his legs apart. His fingers are still frozen on the zipper as he finally allows himself to make eye contact; grip tightening whilst doing so. Once more, you try not to giggle at the way his knuckles flash stark white with the action. "It looks really nice on you, beautiful."