Akatsuki Boyfriend Scenarios [COMPLETE]

He touches your chesticle

Yes, in the title, it doesn't mean boob. I just call them chesticles, okay? You know, like testicles, but on your chest!

Kisame:

It was innocent enough, he hadn't meant to. All he wanted was a drink, but that was on the side table on your end of the sofa. Should he risk it? Would he try? Yes, he would. He lent over you, who was too engrossed in reading some smutty fanfiction on Wattpad, so you couldn't care less. That was, until he began to wobble slightly while straining for the refreshing glass of water. His hand landed over your chesticle and you instantly tense, looking slowly from his hand to him. Though, he seemed oblivious and continued to struggle unnecessarily for the drink.

"Kisame...?" You said in a slightly squeaky voice after clearing your throat.

"Yes, Y/N?" He grunted, somehow still reaching for that damn glass.

"Are you aware of the location of your hand?" 

"No." He finally snatched the glass and looked at where his hand was, staring at his hand just casually resting over your chesticle. "Oh." He said quietly, retracting his hand with a rather confused look upon his face.

"Yeah...."

Itachi:

You and Itachi, for some reason, were at another cooking class. This time, you were baking normal sponge cakes. It was wonderful, until you almost dropped the flour. You caught it, but the rebounds along the way knocked a lot of flour out of the bag and it spiraled around you in a hazy white cloud. You coughed and wafted it away. That's when you felt Itachi's hands seemingly swiping at your chesticles. You blinked at him in surprise. He took a glance at you and continued to do as he pleased.

"Itachi!" You exclaimed, pushing his hands away.

"What? I was just cleaning the flour from your top." He says blankly. You look down to see flour all over your chesticles and top.

"Oh."

"Though, if you wanted me to touch them, then I gladly would, Y/N."

"ITACHI!"

Hidan:

You see, this was no accident. Hidan, being the little perv he is decided that, sure, he liked looking at them - that you weren't so bothered about - but he needed to get a proper feel for his girlfriends body. And he meant it quite literally.

"Hey, Y/N." He said with the usual smirk. Your eyes flicked up from your phone a second before returning back to it and you stretched your (tall/average/short) form, sprawled out on the bed.

"Hey." You replied simply. Hidan came over to you, kneeling above you. Your eyes cast up at him boredly but he wasn't looking at your face, he was looking a little lower. His hand landed on your chesticle and gave it a tight squeeze.

A loud slap echoed around the base. 'Nuf said.

Kakuzu:

"Kuzu, can you just stop for a little while? please?" You pout at Kakuzu, who's counting money, but you want him to notice you. (senpai?)

"I'm busy..." He mumbles thoughtfully, shifting the little piles of notes. You look down a little with a sigh and take inspiration from your somewhat low-cut top. You smirk to yourself. As he reaches for a pile of notes, you snatch them away.

"Y/N, give them back." He shakes his head.

"Come get 'em!" You smirk as his hand reaches out to grab the money, but you just drop them down your top. "Oh. Oops." You say with most definitely fake innocence.  You didn't expect him to actually try and get the,, but to your surprise, he really does plunge his hand down your shirt, retrieving them with a completely straight face. You, on the other hand, were flushed a deep crimson.

That did not go to plan...

Deidara:

A random question for Deidara came into your head. That was nothing new, but this was a strange one, even by your standards.

"Deidara, have you ever touched a chesticle before?" You blink innocently.

"A what now?" He blushes slightly.

"A chesticle. You know, a boob." You nod.

"Oh, er no..." He says nervously. 

"Do you want to?"

"Not really- oh, okay. This is happening." He says, nervously changing his sentence half way through as you grasp his hand, placing it over your chesticle.

"Er... I'm gonna let go now..." He says awkwardly, removing his hand with a brightly flushed face.

"At least now you know what it feels like." You shrug, getting up and calmly walking away as if that didn't just happen.

Sasori:

"Ughhh....." You groan as Sasori lays on top of you in the middle of the hallway. Of course, Tobi had caused this and pushed Sasori, who knocked you over, going down with him. As the ache subsided you noticed a strange feeling on your chesticle.

"Uh, Danna? Your hand is..." You trail away nervously, pointing to where his hand was.

"Oh." He says, staring, which made you blush uncomfortably. "hmmm..." He murmurs thoughtfully, giving your chesticle a firm squeeze. A small pleasured sigh escapes your lips without a second thought and you blush even brighter, clamping a hand over your mouth. Sasori looks up at you, somewhat obliviously.

"Are you alright, Y/N?"

"Just fine." You manage to stutter out.

"Alright, if you insist~"

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Okay! ugh I am so sorry I've not updated in like forever, I'm running out of ideas and I think I might bring this to a close soon <3 Anyway, hope you've enjoyed this one, I was laughing as I wrote this. Anyway, have a good day/night/whatever time and I'll see you next update! <3