Short Naruto x Reader fics

Stress relief (Madara x fem!reader)

As you sat alone at the kitchen table, you heard the familiar sound of the front door opening. With heavy steps, Madara entered the house and you rose to greet him. "Welcome home. It's late, is everything okay?" You questioned warmly as you met his tired eyes. "Yes, I am fine," he replied gruffly, and he lumbered over to take a seat in the living room. He removed his coat and he reclined in the chair, grumbling something to himself.
You rolled your eyes to yourself, making sure he didn't see. You had been working as his personal assistant for months now, and you very well knew if things were fine or not. The slumped shoulders, his stony glare...it was enough to tell you that he was not "fine". Hesitantly, you stepped in front of him, asking, "Well...now that you're home, is there anything I can get for you? I made dinner earlier, perhaps you'd like some of that?" He opened his eyes to look at you and you felt chills run down your spine, as though he could see right through you. A small smile spread across his face. "No, (y/n), rest now. You've done far too much for me this week, I already owe you a great deal of favors for your work."
You didn't want to admit it, but you actually enjoyed doing things for him. Anything that would ease him and put a smile on his face made you happy. Bowing out of respect, you sat across from him, politely keeping your gaze down in your own lap. He spoke under his breath to himself as he often did after a long day and put his head in his hands. "(Y/n)," he started ,"do you believe Konoha will last if Hashirama continues to lead like this? I don't understand how he just...doesn't understand. Without a firm grip on the people...this village will be nothing. I feel worthless as a hidden leaf shinobi under his control."
By now, you were used to him sharing his beliefs about Hashirama and the village, and when he did bring it up, you always agreed with him. His lust for power was almost infatuating to you. He was so strong, so calculated....before you knew it, your faced was flushed and you could not hold back a smile. You quickly leveled your head and looked up at him. "Yes sir," you said,"someone needs to hold a stronger position of power." He chuckled in response, which was slightly unusual for him during times like this. "Come, (y/n), have a seat here." He pat the space next to him, beckoning you to take a seat.
At first, you were a little shocked that he would ask such a thing; the two of you had been close before (there was an occasional pat on the head, and maybe even a hug or two) but the way he was acting now seemed different. The way he was looking at you was undeniably seductive. You complied and sat next to him, your shoulder up against his. Still smiling, he said,"(Y/n)...my trusty assistant, you....you are the only one I can truly speak to. I owe you more than you know." As he spoke, he kept direct eye contact with you. His grin was sly and mischievous but you felt at ease.
   Before you could prepare yourself, Madara leaned in close, his lips nearly brushing your ear. "I don't know what I would do without you, (y/n)...." He whispered, his warm breath fanning your skin and giving you chills. You were frozen. Not out of fear, but excitement. It was as if you had been waiting for this moment ever since you met him, and it felt right having him so close. You could feel his lips meet the skin of your neck ever so gently and without thinking, you moaned out loud a. "Madara...,"His name felt like cream in your mouth. He pulled away and gave you an unusually innocent smile. "What's the matter, (y/n)? Can't you give this old Uchiha a little something special to calm him down?"
    You looked into his eyes and saw the toll stress had taken on him. There were the smallest signs of aging, and he looked so tired...but as handsome as ever. The two of you sat in silence for a moment, and it was almost as if he was toying with you. "Now now," he said,"don't you freeze up on me like a little rabbit." He let out a deep chuckle and took your hands in his. "Even if it's just this once, let me have my way and just...relieve my stress." His gaze travelled from your eyes to your lips and he drew closer, shutting his eyes. You allowed yourself to succumb to him.
    Your lips met and the feeling was better than you had ever imagined it. He radiated warmth and the taste of his mouth was practically intoxicating. His hands moved to your waist, gripping you tight and pulling you up into his lap. You were overcome with excitement and the moment just kept getting better as he pressed his tongue into your mouth. He pulled away for a moment to catch his breath and admire you. The smile on his face was genuine and he looked at you with gentle care. 
   "My little (y/n)...you are too good to me." His hands travelled from your waist to your cheeks, where they gently caressed your skin. It was wonderful to be called his, and your happiness showed through as a grin across your face. He chuckled a bit, saying, "My my, aren't you excited! You look just like a little rabbit. Will you be a dear and do me a favor?" "Yes, sir," you replied. "Accompany me to bed tonight? I'd much like a companion beside me. And you're the only one who can fill that role."