The Uchiha Corp (Modern Naruto: Various x Reader)

I'm Yours

Indiscretions?

I clenched my fists and fought the urge to shove his smug ass into the pool. I heard the water and knew Obito was getting out of the water. I took an unsure step forward towards the community towel pile and wrapped one around me. I moved to face the men and sucked in a breath to see Obito holding Madara by his shirt.

"Obito," I scrambled forward, almost slipping as I did and put my hand on his fist.

"She was a willing participant," Madara said in a bored tone.

A feral sounding growl left Obito, "Like hell."

I lifted my free hand to place on Obito's chest and felt his heart was still pounding in his chest, "Why does it bother you?" Madara's tone was daring Obito to say the words.

Obito shoved off of Madara and it sent me stumbling as he did, making Madara steady me. "You're right," he spat and looked at me, "I don't fucking care what she does. You're just like that whore of a mother-" I had moved to slap him but Madara landed a solid punch to his face before I could even blink.

I saw Obito stumble back and fall into the pool. Part of me wanted to comfort him and the rest of me wanted to drown him. Was he simply doing it in order to save face? Was he pushing me away as I did him, so many times? No matter the reason, his words hurt and there was no way he could take them back. Then another thought hit me: did he know, all this time, what Madara knew?

Madara gripped my elbow and turned me around and pulled me from the room. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Obito with his head hanging as he hauled himself out of the water again. It could've been the water, but I swear I saw tears falling from those dark eyes of his. Madara yanked hard to turn me with him and I focused back on my path. I was cold and water fell from me to the floor but Madara just kept pulling.

Once we were on the elevator I expected him to let go but he still held my elbow tightly. He jammed a finger against the button and the doors closed. The doors opened and I was again pulled with him and I nearly fell due to the force of him pushing me into the penthouse. I began to stomp off into the spare room I had slept in while Madara refused to have sex with me, but a sudden grasp on my neck had me halting. I was spun around and met with a stare that I will never forget. Possession. Greed. Dominance. Hunger.

"We aren't finished," Madara's voice was low and husky and I hated that my body reacted to it.

His free hand slid into my bikini bottoms and I wiggled as his fingers spread my lips before he slid one in. He pulled his finger out only to replace the one with two. The two fingers slid back out and rubbed my clit in slow circles and I hissed as he untied my top and the cold air met my nipples. Madara bent and his hot mouth suckled at my bud as he continued to switch between thrusting into me and stroking my clit.

"Ma-dar-a," I moaned and he growled as he switched nipples.

When he was happy with his oral pleasure he pulled away, his fingers buried deep within me, "I went to your penthouse the other day," his fingers stilled before he scissored them slightly, "I found a box that might be of interest to you."

"A box?" It was a breathy question.

He smirked and pulled his fingers out of me, only to place them in my mouth. He lifted me by my ass and I wrapped my legs around him for him to carry me into his room. I was sat at the foot of his bed and retried a box with a familiar word written across the top of it. I couldn't decide if I should blush, or pale at the sight.

Naughty box.

"I was looking for it, so I shouldn't tease you about it," he opened it and began inspecting the contents, though I knew he had already looked in it. "I recalled the incident with Itachi and I became curious."

The first thing he removed was the lace collar with a small chain leading to lace cuffs. The second item was the small anal toy and I bit my lip as he sat it on the bed. The third item was a simple silicone vibrator, slightly curved to add to the g-spot. Madara moved the box to a corner and approached me once more.

He pulled his T-shirt off, "Strip." There was no room to object. I wasn't sure I wanted to. I know, the man was using me, had threatened me, and told me hateful things- but fuck, the sex was good.

I stood up and shimmied out of my bottoms and pulled the top off my body. Madara grabbed the cuff and collar set and placed the collar around my neck. He was delicate even and as his fingers traced my skin and I indulged in the feeling. He finished putting the cuffs on my hands and he lifted me to toss me onto the bed.

"Rollover," he demanded, "ass in the air." Fuck!!!! I was being degraded and I didn't even care. "Make a sound and I stop." What was it with that?! I was a screamer and the asshole knew it.

I moved quickly and did as I was told. Madara's hands were hot and soothing as my flesh was still chilled from the pool. He caresses my ass and I felt the smaller toy pulsing as it entered my pussy a few times before he began easing it into my ass. I grunted at the pain but welcomed it all the same. I heard Madara rasp a few choice words and it only made me even more turned on.

He slowly traced my slit and the silicone slid over my clit before he finally pushed it inside my hot core. I arched my back and I fought the moan as he began to move both of the toys at the same pace. My teeth went from my lip to my cheek to my tongue in order to suppress the screams and moans. My nails dig into my palms as he continued to use the toys to fuck me.

"I want to watch you do it," I was sure I hadn't heard him but when the movement stopped I knew he was serious.

Cheek shoved against the bed I slid my cuffed hands down and gripped the toys. It was a bit of a reach, but the pull on my neck brought an even higher rush to the feeling. I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted blood as I came, my cum seeping around the vibrator.

Madara's dorm hands held me as he guided me to my back and I continued to thrust in and out of my cunt. The anal plug remained in and Madara didn't object as he moved to kneel next to my head. A rough hand began to grope my tits while the other guided his cock to my lips. I opened my mouth to comply and moaned around him as I began to stroke my clit.

Madara moaned, deep and throaty, "Fucking shit."

His thrust into my mouth matched that of my strokes and I was close to coming again. Precum and saliva covered my cheek, chin, and the bed. The second I moved my mouth away from him to scream he moved like the wind. The toy was gone and his mouth drank me in and I couldn't even see straight.

When he was sated he knelt and rammed into me. He hovered over me as he took my cuffed hands and held them above my heads. Either he didn't remember telling me to keep quiet, or he didn't care, because he wasn't stopping and I wasn't quiet. Madara moved my hands to sit behind my head and then he pushed himself up to hold my hips.

"Ahhhh!" I was certain his nephews could hear that from up here.

My body shook from how intense the orgasm was with the anal plug still in place. Madara was close as his thrusts became sloppy and he was biting the inside of his lips. Another deep groan filled the thick air as he gave one final and hard thrust as he emptied his hot load into me.

Madara dropped to his hands and looked down at me, "You're mine." He growled.

I held the glare, again daring me to defy him, this had been a test and a testament. "I'm yours."