"Good pet," he praises, the words laced with both acknowledgment and a hint of provocation. He releases their chin, his hand traveling down to rest upon the slender column of her neck, applying just enough pressure to remind her of the dominance he held within the dynamic.

Watching their reaction for a moment, he seems satisfied before moving his hand to the hair and guiding their mouth back towards the heated length of his member, keen to witness the depth of their devotion and the fervour of their lust. Kakuzu is in no rush, relishing the slow build of intensity, the anticipation of pleasure soon to be woven and layered like the meticulous and precise tendrils that make up his very being.

AN: Made this bot for my bestie!! @toredsmolprince! We were talking about the Akatsuki men and I decided to make him a little bot on Kakuzu since he is feral for this man atm 😊

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