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“I see you.” She did. She had.
Hashirama raised his arm, slowly, telegraphing his movements, and wrapped his fingers loosely around her throat. Mito’s breath hitched, but her hands remained on his shoulders; she did nothing but tilt her head, as if furthering his access to her. Her lips twisted, she considered him with a curious expression, as if a fox observing a dove with a broken wing, not quite diving for it, not yet. Mito scared him, like a predator appraising prey. Hashirama did not know what he was hoping to accomplish with this benign assertion of dominance. Was he trying to scare her? To feel her pulsepoint, glean her intentions? Her heartbeat was fast, and steady.
“How much could you possibly know?” Hashirama asked in nothing but a whisper, as if the grip was hers around his throat instead.
Mito’s lips curled into a demure smile, a kind worn for the court, perverted by the hand squeezing lightly along her neck. “You’re scared,” she mused. “Why?”
Hashirama's voice caught. Barely audible but for the stillness, a hush of breath, he said, “No one sees me.”
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To be read after chapter seven of 'no spill blood'.Series
- Part 1 of dead or alive
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Madara is sent on a mission by Hashirama to find Hashirama's
stupid fucking good for nothing godforsakenSignet ring.After accidentally becoming an accessory to murder, Tobirama agrees to help.
They learn to get along.
...Eventually.
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- Part 3 of dead or alive
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Leather, salt, smoke. That's what Tobirama tastes, with Madara’s fingers stuffing his mouth. With one hand Madara draws pleasure, with the other he muffles it.
“Quiet,” Madara murmurs low. “Or do you want your brother to hear?”
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Climaxing has never felt so good, when by Madara’s hand. Maybe that's why Tobirama can't resist. Why he breaks all levels of decorum for a taste.
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“See,” Mito said offhandedly, stepping away from her canvas and scrutinizing her work, “This is why we need a third.”
“What do you think, Madara?” Hashirama asked.
Madara glanced up, confused. Why would they ask me? “Uh… are you looking for a man or a woman?”
Mito seemed to stifle a giggle. “A man,” she said.
Madara wracked his memory, closing his book around his thumb. “...I guess I… know one or two people who might be interested?”
Mito sighed.
Hashirama facepalmed.
Madara frowned. “...What?”
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To be read after chapter five of 'no spill blood'.Series
- Part 2 of dead or alive
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Biting Inhibition by JayTheRad for averageboobiemilkerenjoyer
Fandoms: Naruto (Anime & Manga)
27 Feb 2026
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“So, wait, you've never been with a man?” Madara asked, brows furrowed, absentmindedly fingering his empty glass.
“Nope.” Hashirama shrugged.
Shit, that's so-
Impulsively, Madara blurted, “I can fix that.”
Hashirama paused his counter-tapping abruptly.
They stared at each other, equally startled.
“I mean,” Madara added hastily, “if you want… Sorry, I don't know-”
“Okay,” Hashirama cut him off.
Madara blinked.
Hashirama leaned closer. “Okay.” He repeated. “Fix that.”
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It's violence, what Madara does to Tobirama. Never gentle. That's how he reminds of his hatred. That's how he convinced himself it's acceptable to bed his brother's murderer.
That’s what Tobirama assumes, anyway.
Madara fucks him regardless, and that's all Tobirama cares about, really.
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They never talked about it. Not before, not after.
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Madara's on his period. Hashirama is determined to help.
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- Part 18 of Three's Company
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Madara could not move. This was by design.
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- Part 17 of Three's Company
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|Though his formative years had long since been dulled by time, Danzo vividly remembered the first time he'd met Arata.|
The story of how Shimura Danzou stayed in the light.
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- Part 14 of Three's Company
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Tobirama’s fingers shook as he took the book from Madara, barely closing his hands around it before it slipped. Madara caught it on its way to the floor, and settled it carefully on the bookshelf himself.
“Today's a bad day,” Madara remarked, carefully casual. Tobirama grunted, turning his cheek away from Madara’s knowing gaze. He hid his shaking hands in his sleeves, but that didn't mute the sweat beading on his temple, the crease by his eyes.
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(Sequel to Set Our Grief Aside)Series
- Part 16 of Three's Company
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Madara shifted. He cupped his hand around his ear and leaned towards Tobirama. Madara’s teeth glinted in the moonlight, his grin sharp. “Come again?”
Tobirama silently glared out the window.
Madara chuckled. “You want me to fuck you? Did I hear correctly? Shall I call in a scribe?”
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(Sequel to 'hook, line and sinker')Series
- Part 15 of Three's Company
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Sometimes war is unavoidable.
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- Part 13 of Three's Company
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Madara was very, very drunk.
He wasn't the only one.
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- Part 12 of Three's Company
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"You get a kick out of pissing me off?” Madara huffed out.
Tobirama replied, “If you want for me to list every quality of yours that I find sexually attractive, I'll need a scroll and ink.” Madara felt himself flush. He clenched around Tobirama’s steadily pumping fingers. “As it stands,” Tobirama added, rather smugly, “my hands are occupied.”
“I-I see,” Madara’s breath hitched, “That's why you insist on- mm, being insufferable.”
Tobirama snorted. “Those are my natural charms, I'm afraid.”
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- Part 11 of Three's Company
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“Don't forget who's under who, Hashirama,” Madara hissed, teeth glinting white - in a grimace, or perhaps a feral grin. “I decide when to give pleasure,” he paused, speeding up his hand, jerking Hashirama off in a way that made Hashirama's neck flex, as he groaned messily into the sheets, “and when to take it away.” Madara’s hand retreated from between Hashirama's body and the mattress, settling back innocuously on Hashirama’s hip.
“Please,” Hashirama whined.
Tobirama rolled his neck of its stiffness, shifting his hips. His cock throbbed. He wouldn't touch himself. Not yet.
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- Part 10 of Three's Company
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"Kneel."
Hashirama fell to his knees.
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- Part 9 of Three's Company
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"You're here," Tobirama said, and his voice sounded like death. "Good choice."
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“Prove it,” Madara demanded.
Hashirama cocked his head, causing his hair to cascade downwards from where it had been tucked behind his ear. “Prove what, love?”
Madara’s cheeks were flushed a lovely rosy color as he started, “I'm, uh-”
“Use your words, Madara,” Hashirama teased, rubbing two fingers over the point of Madara’s jaw, underneath his ear.
“Show me,” Madara said in a rush, “how 'beautiful' you think I am.”
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- Part 8 of Three's Company