The Uchiha Corp (Modern Naruto: Various x Reader)

The Dress

I should've changed. It was my first thought when Madara opened the door and his eyes raked over my body. My shorts were so short you almost couldn't see them due to the long sleeved, oversized shirt I wore, hanging off my bruised shoulder. I walked into his penthouse and I was speechless. It was beautiful. Windows everywhere. Blacks, reds, silvers and whites. Tones of grey as well. Elegant and modern in every way. The smell of vanilla and tobacco filled my nostrils, a lingering scent of bourbon as well.

"I know it's late, but I have a gift for you." Madara spoke as he walked past me.

I took in his own appearance as I walked behind him. He was in a silver button down, the same from
this morning, but a few more buttons were undone, leaving a good amount of his chest exposed. It was untucked, and his slacks from this morning we're replaced with loose sweats, much like his nephews wear. He must've been in the middle of changing. 

I followed after him to his dinning room table. "It's okay, I was just watching TV. Your nephews stopped by." I wanted him to think they were waiting for me, heck, they might be.

He didn't seem impressed at all. "Your dress." He pulled a box over to himself, and then pushed it to me.

I hesitated as I took the lid off of the box. Red fabric lay under the white tissue. I slowly moved the tissue paper away and lifted the dress from the box. It was soft and silky almost, red with a small black, floral detail on the left shoulder and back. The back, it was completely exposed. The neck plunged down and cut across slightly.

Madara's fingers traced my exposed shoulder softly and I sat the dress into the box again. "It's beautiful." I whispered.

"The moment I saw it, I knew I had to see you in it." Madara's breath was hot on my neck, his lips grazing the bruise. "Will you try it on?"

I had no bra on, and I'm pretty sure he knew it. "Yes." I wasn't sure how my voice was even, but it sounded a lot calmer than I was.

I took my phone from my shorts and sat it on the table, I noticed a message from Obito, but I had to ignore it. Madara's hands seemed much larger as the went under the hem of my shirt, pushing my shorts down, leaving me in my cheeky panties. When his fingers danced over my skin, I held in the shiver as they brushed the underside of my breasts. His hands moved swiftly, back to my sides, lifting my shirt over my head.

I remained as still as possible, frozen like a deer in headlights. Those fingers, now they brushed up my spine, making me shiver, before moving to my bruised shoulder. Hands flat against my skin, slid onto my stomach as he stepped closer, chest pressed to my back. He reached for the dress and unhooked the neck before moving to crouch behind me, holding the dress open.

I stepped in slowly, legs seeming to tremble slightly. I didn't know he could move so fluidly as he stood, pulling the dress up. This time, he let his hands fully cup my breasts, and my damn throat didn't hold back the moan. Once the dress was clasped, I turned around slowly, the slit was all the way up to my hip.

"Fuck you're perfect." I flushed madly at his sudden words.

Madara Uchiha was just stumped speechless after his outburst. I managed to give him a smile and then spoke, "I have to disagree, but thank you."

"The way you look in red is sinful." His eyes spoke volumes as they roved body before he focused on my eyes again. "Still have a date?"

"Yes." I smiled softly.

"Damn." Madara mumbled, closing the small distance between us.

He placed one hand on my hip and the other held my neck, the warmth at my hip was tempting and the thumb that brushed my cheek was calming. I wasn't sure what to do, what exactly could I do? He leaned in slowly, giving me time to pull away if I wanted. I wasn't sure if I wanted to, the man was being charming and sweet, and did just gift me an expensive dress.