Naruto One Shots

Sakumo - You look like I need a drink 💋

AN: Obviously a story for Sakumo there will be mention of suicide and death. Reader discretion advised.

Word Count - 2174
Ages - 27 and 42

I clicked the vibrator up one more notch and my hips spread wider. "Of fuck Kum." I cursed to myself as I imagined my boyfriend between my legs. I placed the vibrator right where I needed it most. "Fuck Kum. Yes right there." I moaned out as my orgasm inched closed. The vibrator pushing me closer and closer to the edge. My hips spread impossibly further. "Sakumo." I moaned out moving the vibrator around. My orgasm within seconds of release.

But there was a knock on my door before I could feel it. The second my attention was distracted I felt my orgasm slip away. I laid in my bed for a moment debating finishing what I had started or answering the door.

The knock came again.

I groaned as I got up from the bed. The only reason I considered answering was the idea that it could be the man I was fantasizing about.

Lately I had been extremely sexually stimulated. Just the idea of looking into his dark eyes sent a desire straight to my core.

I grabbed one of Sakumo's larger shirts. I threw it on as I tossed my vibrator into my bathroom sink. I would come back to clean it later. If it was Sakumo I wouldn't need it anyways.

A knock came a third time. Whoever was interrupting my time was becoming impatient. I huffed out loudly as I stomped towards my door. I threw it open with anger.

"What?" I spat. But when my eyes locked on my boyfriends I immediately softened. "Damn I'm glad it's you." I grabbed Sakumo by the collar of his shirt and dragged him into my apartment.

He closed the door behind him without thinking. I jumped onto his arms the second I had the chance. He was trapped between me and the door. "I need you." I moaned into his mouth. I took over his body with hunger. My core already massaging against him.

"Doll please I didn't come here for this." Sakumo tried to push me off. His grip on my waist tightly as he placed me back on the ground.

I wasn't having it though. I needed him and desire covered my vision from what I should have saw. "Please Kum." I whined as I kissed his neck. One hand immediately traced down his body towards his groin. I took it into my hand and pressed down to massage him.

"Doll." Sakumo stiffed. He grabbed my wrist and removed my hand from his body. "Please don't do this."

I pulled back with a pout. But that was when I saw the look in his eyes. The second I saw it I could already tell I wasn't going to like what he had to say. He looked torn up. He looked guilty. My desire immediately vanishes and instead dread made its ugly head.

"What is it?" I tired not to sound accusatory.

"Can we talk?" He gestured towards the couch. I felt my stomach sink. I nodded as I followed him into my living room.

"The way you're looking at me," I paused as I scanned my eyes over his body. "You look like I need a drink. Do you care for one Kum?" I asked him. Trying anything to delay whatever he wanted to talk about.

"Yes. Thank you doll."

Once I had our drinks I handed him his. We stood in the center of my living room both drinking down our tumbler of whiskey. The air was tense and thick.

"Would you like another?" I asked.

"Yes please doll. I'm sorry I didn't know I would need so much liquid courage."

"That's okay Kum. You look like you should drink the rest." I tried to laugh to lighten the energy but it fell flat on both of us.

Once he had another glass in hand, we sat on the couch. I sat down first. He sat at the far end. Away from me as much as possible. Even with the liquor running through my veins it did not diminish the uneasy feeling around us.