Jiraiya x Reader Stories(Smut)

Spring Fever

Part of the toad mode universe but not required to read to understand.

Basically you have been a sage for a year and the times you and him have screwed in the transformation has had its adverse side effects.

Warning: breeding kink. Dirty talk.

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It's been a year since you had become a sage. The turn from winter into spring marks it. In a way it's quite exciting. For a year now you have been a fully fledged sage and respected as such. Nothing has ever felt so right. Fighting as Jiraiya's other half as a sage makes sense. What's even better is the fact that you haven't had a reason to use it in battle. As odd as that sounds it felt good that no conflict had been that difficult to require such power.

It's been a fairly quiet year. Hardly a mission or request to stake things out from Konoha. No run ins with enemies looking to get a bounty for yours or Jiraiya's heads. No trauma to speak of. It's been surprisingly calm. Hopefully it stays that way.

"Happy anniversary, sage." Jiraiya cut the quiet with a loving congratulations.

"Thanks honey." You reply.

He crawled up from behind you and began to place kisses on your neck. His hand gently moved away your hair and collar of your kimono to get at more skin. You lose focus on your task as his warm lips cover your neck. It feels good.

Currently, you and your husband are traveling through the rural farmlands of the Land of Rice Paddies. There's no inns around this area. It is literally one territory of farmland to another. Since it is spring it is raining a lot. It's wonderful for the crops but awful for weary travellers who lack a roof to shelter under. Wanting to avoid another night soaked, Jiraiya took a chance and asked one of the farmers if it was okay to sleep in their barn. Thankfully the first one agreed.

You were laying out your bed roll onto the pile of rice straw that's being stored in the barn. Thank goodness the only things being stored in this barn is drying hay, a splintery broken down carriage, and tools. It doesn't smell like crap and there's no animals leering creepily at the humans invading their space.

It's hard to focus on getting the bed ready with your husband doing this to you. Lately he's been acting weirder. He's been rather... horny. While not that unusual for Jiraiya, it's just more intense than normal. The past couple of days he's been all over you. Which has lead to having sex in some less than safe locations. The thick of neutral territory. The trunk of a tree. The side of the road next to one of those roadside statues intended for good luck. He's been insatiable and he's hungry for more. At the moment he's running his hands around your obi, tugging on the knot as he nibbles on your neck. He wants more. It's hardly been a day but you've been keeping him off of you for a reason.

"I want you so badly." He murmurs.

"Is that so?" You inquire quietly. You sigh quietly as you let him untie the sash and pull down your kimono down your shoulders. He covers that newly exposed skin in kisses. It feels nice. It's gentle but is eager to convey his desires. "There's just one problem with that."

"What's that?"

You chuckle to yourself. His insatiable appetite mixed with the country area you and him are stuck in has led to quite the predicament. It's not like there's a convenience store he can run to. As convenient as your birth control is, it's not a guarantee.

"We're out of condoms and I think I'm ovulating." You explain. You pat his hand in consolation. "I know I'm on the pill and all, but I don't think we should risk it."