7 Minutes in Heaven, dattebayo! (And Lemons)

Madara x Reader ~ Destructive ( Lemon )

You stared across at Madara, eyebrow raised. You weren't quite sure what he was up to.

He stood, arms crossed, staring right back at you.

You walked around the space slowly, casting eyes over Madara's belongings. You weren't sure where exactly this was. You were a bit, er, preoccupied on the way here from the party. Not to mention, Madara did this thing with the Genjutsu and well, let's just say that counted as some seriously fantastic foreplay...

You glanced back over at Madara, his dark eyes followed you around the room. Well, if this is the way he wanted to play it.

You picked up a piece of parchment and he eyed you with a look that said 'don't even think about it.' You saw this and smirked, you looked directly at him, lifted the parchment directly in front of yourself, clear to see, and slowly ripped the paper. You watched as the two pieces fell to the floor.

Destructive.

You looked back up at Madara mischieviously and saw his lip twitch. You weren't sure if he was annoyed or if he liked it. So you did what all insane girls would try to do when attempting to turn on an evil man, and began to rip another parchment.

You raised and eyebrow at him, he remained where he was, just watching. You grinned to yourself and reached for another parchment as you moved around the room. Adding to the path of destruction you left behind you.

You turned you back on him and reached up to place your hand on another important paper pinned to the wall.

If you don't stop..." you felt his breath on your neck and his body against your back.

"Hmm? What this?" You looked innocently over your shoulder as you began to rip at the parchment.

~Don't worry it was only some plans to destroy the world. Nothing important or anything~

Instantly his hand wrapped around your waist pulling you hard against his body. His other arm moved up your back removing your shirt skillfully before sliding it's way over your shoulder and around you neck before making its way to you breasts lightly, earning a gasp from you.

He pinned you against the wall, "I told you not to touch it."

"What can I say," you grinned, you liked the way he showed is annoyance. You still felt a little daring so you continued to rip the parchment further. His hand gripped your wrist against the wall while his other reached further down tracing dangerously close. You sighed lightly as he slipped his hand lower and kissed your neck.

Madara nibbled your ear and kissed down your back until he reached your pants. He ripped them off roughly and removed his own shirt. 'Well done, gonna need some more,' you complained internally. But you instanly forgot once he leaned against you back again and traced your body with his fingers before he inserted one.

"Hnnng," yep, turning evil was totally worth it.

Madara smirked and inserted another, while he roughly kneaded your breasts. You moaned against the wall as he grinded you against it. Once he was happy with the extent of your moans he turned you around and kissed you passionately, roughly.

You wanted him. Badly.

You traced your hands down his body, oh, that body. You trembled as you reached his bulge and slowly removed his pants. You took in his size and ran you fingers along his length receiving some very sexy moans from above.

Madara leaned back against the wall as you took him into your mouth, playfully sucking him. You teased him until he groaned and placed his figures through your hair. You hummed mischievously.

Next thing you knew Madara quickly spun you around and lifted you, pinning you against the wall again. You wrapped your legs around his waist and watched him grind against you.

He thrust into you and you screamed his name. Obviously he enjoyed this because he smirked darkly and thrust harder, earning more moans to escape your lips.

As he thrust you arched you back, pushing against the wall, allowing him to go deeper. This time he couldn't control himself and he groaned loadly. You continued to grind against his thrusts and he kissed you roughly until he couldn't take it anymore.

He lifted you off the wall and sat you atop his table, causing various things to fall. He thrust again, moaning your name and you couldn't help but clench your fists around some parchments sprawled on the table.

You heard him growl darkly, and you grinned between moans. Your moans became louder and you tensed your body, arching you back and ripping your nails through more precious parchments.

Destruction.

Something about pissing off the 'evilist' man in the world and getting away with it was extremely satisfying. (Hmmm I wonder why....)

Madara thrust hard, "ahh, Y/N."

You both tensed and felt the end of the world. Okay, maybe not literally but it was amazing and you loved it, admit it. Madara brought you up into his arms, suprising tenderly, and carried you over to the bed.

He stroked your hair lightly, "this is going  to be fun," he whispered as you fell asleep in his arms.

~ Extended ending brought to you by Madara's excessively long gonna-destroy-the-world speeches ~

Madara looked at you, you weren't sure what the look in his eyes was. Amusement?

"Is it going to be this way every time.? He indicated towards the path of destruction you had left around the room earlier.

"Maybe."

 He chuckled darkly.