Obito, noticing her gasps change in tone, smirked and pulled out his trump card.
That same chakra vibration technique.
This time, not with his tongue but with his dick.
The low hum started vibrating inside her pussy, stimulating her from within, loosening her up, dulling the pain, and making her wetter by the second.
Thump.
Whap.
His hips moved a bit faster. The wet sounds echoed louder in the quiet room.
"AHHHH!"
Konan moaned out loud now, no hesitation.
The pain was gone. Replaced by waves of raw pleasure rolling through her.
She clung to him harder, her legs wrapping around his waist, locking him in.
Obito leaned into her neck, raining kisses down like he was claiming every inch of her body.
Then it happened.
When her legs locked around him, something in him snapped.
He growled and began pounding her harder.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
The room was soaked in the sound of their bodies colliding.
"Nnh…"
She whimpered—a needy, breathless moan escaping her lips, her fingers digging into his back.
"Mnn… yes…❤️"
"Ahh…"
"Ohh…"
"Ahh… yes, right there—" Konan gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure.
Obito didn't say a word.
He adjusted his position, locking her into missionary. One arm wrapped tightly around her neck... not choking, but firm while the other held her waist as he began pounding her again, deep and relentless.
CLAP CLAP CLAP
The room filled with the wet, rhythmic sounds of sex. If not for the sealing formation he'd placed earlier, Nagato would've heard everything...
Konan moaning under another man... in her own room.
"God! your cock's so deep… I can't think straight!" Konan cried out, not even realizing what she was saying.
Lust had completely hijacked her mind.
And just like men sometimes think with their dick… women think with their pussy too.
"W–wait… ahh… not so fast…"
"Ahhn… please… be gentle… I–I can't take it…" she whimpered under the onslaught.
But Obito didn't slow down.
Not tonight.
Tonight, he was going to own her completely.
"Nnh… ah… ah… ah…"
Smack… smack… squelch… ahhh~
Her back arched with each thrust, her body rising to meet him instinctively.
Their hips slammed together in a deep, steady rhythm, every stroke sending shudders through her body... each thrust pulling soft, broken moans from her trembling lips.
"Ahh ❤️ don't look at me like that… it's too much!" she cried, turning her head to the side, flustered.
Obito was staring directly at her.
Straight into her eyes as he fucked her brains out.
"Haa… haa… mmm…!"
"Ahn~♥️"
"Mmn…"
"Unnhh…"
Then… he said it.
"I love you, Konan."
Everything froze.
Her pussy clenched tight, her whole body trembling as those words echoed in her ears.
"Wha–what are you saying… yo–you masked bastard who doesn't even… AHH show his face… ahhhn…" she moaned between protests, her voice cracking.
"That doesn't mean I don't love you," Obito whispered.
And this time… he slowed down.
His thrusts became softer, more deliberate. Gentler.
Konan's eyes widened in surprise.
She wasn't used to this side of him.
"BASTARD—STOP TALKING AND FUCK ME!" Konan shouted, voice cracking louder than she intended.
She was flustered, panicked... even if she tried to hide it behind rage.
When she heard him say he loved her, her heart nearly exploded out of her chest.
She couldn't let him know that.
Not this masked asshole.
"Harder! Don't you dare stop now!"
Obito just watched her for a second, calm on the surface, blank like always.
But inside?
He was grinning.
"As you wish…" he said coolly, voice deep and smug.
Then he went in.
CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP
Smack… smack… squelch… ahhh~
Konan gasped and moaned, her legs tightening around him, locking him in again—desperate without saying a single word.
"Ahh… I–I'm… gonna—!"
"Ahh… I'm c–coming!"
And then she came hard.
This one wasn't just trembling or gasping... this was a full-on squirt. Her juices shot out, soaking the sheets, dripping down their thighs.
Obito's eyes widened slightly.
"Shit—here it comes!" he grunted, voice rough with pleasure.
"Y-You're… milking me… I'm gonna explode!"
The way her pussy clenched around him post-orgasm... it was like she was trying to pull every drop out of him.
"I'm gonna fill you up—ahh!"
With one last deep slam, Obito groaned loud and hard.
Thick, hot spurts of cum pulsed from his cock, shooting into her, flooding her walls.
He didn't stop until her insides were overflowing wet, messy, twitching around him.
Konan gasped as she felt it, body twitching, breath catching.
It was hot. Full. Too much.
"Too much… too much…" she mumbled weakly, eyes unfocused, before her head slowly lolled back, body limp.
She passed out.
Obito froze.
His breath caught.
"…Hey. You okay?" he whispered, gently brushing a damp strand of hair from her face.
His thumb stroked her cheek.
And then… he saw it.
Even passed out...ruined, there was a small smile still tugging at the corner of her lips.
He chuckled softly.
Leaned in. Kissed her forehead.
"I'll take that as a compliment."
And so, under the low hum of the Rain Village night, they drifted off—Konan completely spent, and Obito holding her quietly in his arms, still half in disbelief that someone could look so beautiful while being completely, utterly ruined.
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Next Morning
Konan woke slowly.
Her body ached in that strangely satisfying way... tired, but full. But it wasn't the soreness she noticed first, it was the warmth against her bare skin.
An arm was loosely draped around her waist. Soft, steady breathing touched her back.
And then…
The memories hit.
Her eyes widened.
The sounds.
The sensations.
The way she completely lost control.
The moment she passed out.
I passed out… she thought, face burning. Her cheeks turned crimson in an instant.
Slowly, cautiously, she turned her head—just enough to peek over her shoulder.
There he was.
Still beside her. Still half-asleep. Hair a mess. And still wearing that damn mask.
She looked away instantly, clutching the sheet tighter to her chest, heart pounding like a war drum.
How the hell am I supposed to look him in the eyes after that…?
She didn't know it, but Obito had woken up earlier.
He was just pretending to sleep.
He sensed the tension in her posture. The way she sat upright, flustered, fingers twisting the blanket like it could save her.
He stretched lazily just to mess with her and looked over.
Then chuckled softly.
"Still shy?" he asked, tone light, teasing but not mocking.
Konan didn't respond. She just looked away, lips tight, eyes locked on anywhere but him.
Obito smiled again not the smug, cocky grin from last night.
This one was softer and much more real.
"Rest up," he said. "I'll give you some space."
He leaned in, pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, and then stood up, calm and casual.
Started getting dressed.
Konan didn't stop him, nor did she say anything.
But inside… a strange, unwanted tug pulled at her chest.
He's leaving…?
Just as he reached the door, he paused without turning back.
"Remember what I said last night…" he said quietly. "I meant it."
And then...
Vwoom.
He activated Kamui and vanished.
Leaving Konan alone… her heart pounding, her breath shallow, her mind slipping into the memories of the night before.
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