Naruto Undercover Anbu Captain Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

The Captain held her iridescent air-spear, her beautiful face entirely blank. Mwajuma looked at the pinned, thrashing creature, and then she looked at her lover. She remembered the tears. She remembered the story of the floorboards. Mwajuma took two steps back, leaving the beast completely exposed. "It is yours," Mwajuma rumbled softly, her voice filled with a profound, terrifying tenderness. "Take what you need, my heart." Zuri stopped. She looked at Mwajuma, and the most chilling, breathtaking smile spread across the Captain’s face. It wasn't a smile of a victim finding closure. It was the smile of a predator being handed a live rabbit by its fiercely loyal hound.

“Our family specializes in absolute control. We don’t just fuck our enemies, we break them. We turn their women into shared pets, just like you. And now, through this alliance with the Dragon Clan, we expand into Japan and beyond. You, Lila, are the living seal of that power.” He pulled me off his cock for a moment, letting me gasp for air as another Korean took his place in my mouth. “Tell her more while you fuck her,” Akira commanded from the side, watching with dark eyes. The new captain, a heavily built man named Ji-hoon, shoved deep into my throat while the one in my pussy switched to my ass, double-penetrating me in the warm water.

Miu frowned. “Well, you know my job.” I sighed, deciding to go with this story. To make it my fault, we are being hunted. I don’t want anyone to know Yūri was a Hatake, let alone the Kitsune. “Yea, you’re a cop. What about it?” Miu sighed. “Well, I recently initiated a raid on the yakuza clan resulting in even the boss getting taken in.” I sighed.

she whined, tugging on his arm. Darius? His icy blue eyes drifted to the barbie, and there was a sharpness to them. Annoyance? His gaze returned to me and briefly to the worn tan backpack I’d used sewn on patches to hide holes. His lips turn up ever so slightly. “Uchiha,” was all his deep voice said before he stepped around me and his barbie girlfriend had to struggle to keep up in her sky-high heels. Uchiha? I was confused until I looked at my bag and remembered that I had recently patched it with the Uchiha crest from the Naruto manga and anime. Does he know it?

She stood seriously "call me di.." "di" She embraced him tightly and he felt his worries flying away. ' The god gave me the biggest treasure I could get in life. I will cherish it. From today I will be your shadow until death.' he pledged to himself raising his eyes to heaven. An unfamiliar man entered the scene. His eyebrows curled in anxiety. She turned and saw him walking towards her. He paused and unmasked. All the cobras respected him. He bowed in front of her " Captain of cobras in Amai, Naman bows in respect to the commander."

Captain particularly had mastered the threat analysis just by scanning everything around him and just listening to the reports, which also include some speculations of the related violence and upcoming threat. “Captain is our best bet.” All four of them – Hisoka, Smiley, Blue, and Black – supported Captain’s involvement and possessively protected the man because they were family. Shadow tapped her finger, at the same time, gathering the attention back to her. “Comrade Captain is the finest gem that I ever refined. Any tongue that rises against him will fall if you look down on him, uncle. I will personally obliterate them. Be careful there.” Uncle. Not dada but uncle. Looking at her body lan

He turned back with the particular body language of someone who has been holding something and has decided this is the moment to put it down. He looked at me. He smirked. “I guessed we all need a new captain.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Nothing about him excites me enough to want to spend time with him. A devious thought crawls into my mind and I smile even wider; “No, I don’t mind. I’d like us to talk.” My chest constricts with guilt at the twinkle of excitement in his eyes. He retrieves his phone from his pocket and stretches it towards me; “My name is Hinata. Can I have your number?” I can feel the full weight of Bhyron’s stare on me now. He’s no longer concerned with being discreet. My blood pressure jumps with excitement.

The seasoned lieutenant hurriedly draws up his knife inscribed with an ancient script similar to the one carved on Undre's knife to slash him, but the skinny villain has gone to lock the neck and take Nil's sister as a hostage. "I told you to calm down and listen." "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Don't do anything to my sister." When Nil surrendered, Undre, whose knee was recovering with incredible speed, took out an old textbook, spread out in front of him. A light flashed from the book for a moment, and the big lieutenant collapsed, holding his head in agony. "My head!! What the hell is this?!" Nil's body then exuded a gray aura, and his screams grew louder until he vomited blood, collaps

We had spoken at the same time, it was hilarious. "You Go first," I told her and she giggled, leaning closer to whisper in my ear. "I'm here undercover. You cannot let anyone know I am here to steal the legendary Kimura painting." "Oh," I whispered, playing along. "I'm afraid you have dragged me into this. I am now an accomplice! What shall I do?" "Oh I can see why my brother's crazy about you!" Anabelle cheered, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "You can keep up with my games. I'm impressed."