Warning: underaged reader.

You can't look away. You're stuck. Just staring into his eyes. Your heart pounding. Your nerves tingling as they expected to be touched. They want to be touched. You want it. You want your teacher. You're pinned against a tree by him. Your wrists in his hands. The bark digging into your back he's pressed so hard against you but you don't care. In fact, you really like it.

Jiraiya can't look away. He can't move. He could feel the rush of blood and excitement to his groin. It felt dirty. He's dirty. You're a kid man come on! You're half his age. You're his student. His sixteen year old student! He shouldn't be thinking about you like this. But he is. He has for weeks. He's resisted and refused for weeks. His willpower is wearing down. He lowers his gaze to your lips. They're parted as you pant. He swallows back the urge to kiss them. He's panting too. He should've caught his breath by now but he doesn't want to. He wants to be selfish and just hold onto you. Be close to you for a few more minutes.

"Sensei..." You whisper so quietly he almost doesn't catch it.

He opens his mouth to say something, to excuse his behaviour, but he can't think of anything. He's never wanted a woman this badly before. He wants you to the point where it's maddening. And badly enough to have dreams about it. So detailed about everything he wants to do to you he hadn't been able to look you in the eyes the past week. It's shameful. He ought to be locked away for being such a pervert.

He never should have agreed to spar with you. But he's been so cold with you recently due to his lustful crush on you. He kept his distance for his sake and yours. He left the room when you came in. He took several steps back when you stood next to him. He barely spoke to you and when he did he kept it short. But he felt bad. You always looked so hurt and sad when he behaved like a stranger rather than your teacher. He didn't want you to think he hated or abandoned you. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Surly a quick lesson won't do any harm! Oh how wrong he was.

"Oh Sensei." You moan and rock your hips against his.

Jiraiya fails to bite back a moan. Fuck that sounded good. Fuck that felt good. He pushed back. Rolling his hips against yours slowly as he relishes in the feeling. He could feel every curve of your body as you press against him. He just wants to rip your clothes off and have his way.

"Do something!" You were getting desperate. You toss your head back and cry out in frustration as you grind yourself against him. "Fuck me! Fuck me, Sensei!"

You were cut off from any more pleas by Jiraiya's lips. He held them against yours. You moan and whine against them. It feels amazing. You're finally kissing him! The grip on your wrists completely drops. You clutch fistfuls of his shirt while his hands grasp your ass. This ass he's thought about groping, spanking, and poking for weeks. He squeezes and kneads the tender flesh in his hands. He rocks your hips against his as he makes out with you. All of it felt so good. So right but so wrong. His heart was pounding in his chest from just doing this. He's wanted it for so long.

It was blissful. Kissing your long time crush. You've thought about kissing Jiraiya since the day you met him. It was a simple little preteen crush at first. He was the first real male presence in your life. He helped you with so much. Your confidence grew with his influence. You could always count on Jiraiya-sensei's support. He stuck around and made you laugh when you needed it. He gave you extra attention when you fell behind. As you got older, you began to clue into your affections.

Puberty was a weird bitch. You realized that you don't just idolize him as a teacher, but want him sexually. The crush transitioned from seeing Jiraiya as a really cool dude with a nice face, big tall body, and charming personality to a really beautiful man. With all those features and more. A man that will treat you right and fuck you so good. He'd make a good partner. You held out with the blind hope he'll return your affections. And you barely have an idea what you are wanting. All you really know is you wanted him.

In the meanwhile, Jiraiya was having an existential crisis. The more mature you got, the weirder it got for him. Only in the last year did he begin to find you attractive. You developed quite the figure. And he wanted to jump off a bridge. He should be arrested. He really is a pervert. For weeks he had dreams and fantasies. He's touched himself imagining your face and bit pillows to muffle moans of your name. He found excuses to touch you or get close. He even stole one of your shirts just to have your smell around when he rubbed one out. It's all so wrong. And he lost his self control.

You made it obvious what you wanted. Finding any excuse to touch him. Or showing up to outings with your team wearing flirty outfits. Anything low cut got you all kinds of attention. The teenage boys on your team certainly appreciated it. And Jiraiya had to bury his jealousy from all the attention you got. So well that you didn't know he felt this way. You aren't his girl. You're just his student... well... not anymore. He's going to make you his. He wants you to be his.

"No... No I shouldn't be doing this." Jiraiya didn't muster up much fight. It was more like an unfiltered reminder from his brain that he's doing something bad. He caresses your neck and angles your head. He kissed the side of your neck. Your skin tasted so good. "Why do I want you so badly?"

"Because I want you! I want you, Sensei!" You were already so needy. You are sure you can feel a bulge against your crotch. God this was driving you crazy. "I want your cock! I want you fuck me silly!"

He still felt breathless. Has someone ever wanted him this badly? He can't recall. Jiraiya stroked his hands up your back. He groped your breasts. He squeezed and kneaded them in a circle before moving on. You are making such amazing noises. You're so excited over such small touches. You cry out and moan as you continue to grind against him. He gripped the end of your shirt and took it off. You help him take off his. Fuck he's so pretty. Buff and almost flawless. The netted armour shirt he still had on was tight against his skin. It left little to the imagination. Little nicks and scars decorated his torso. It reflected his years of experience as a fighter. Not that it made him any less attractive. He looked good. He ripped your bra off. You stick your chest out to present your breasts.

"You've got a nice set on you." Jiraiya complimented.

A sense of pride fills you. He likes how you look. It felt good too. His hands cupped and kneaded them again. He was loving every moment of it. You gasp when he pinched each nipple. It's not a hard pinch, so it didn't hurt. You jumped from the feeling. It's new. They start to harden under his fingers. He smiles at your reaction. He likes playing with you.

"Have you ever done this before?" He asked with a bemused smile. "Do you play with yourself?"

"Only to the thought of you!" You answer eagerly. You grip his shoulders tightly as you look over his body. "For so long I've imagined my fingers were yours. Pumping in and out of me... fucking me so good I don't stop cumming." You slide your hands down his chest, down his abs, and you tickle his waistline where his pants are. "Am I finally going to know what that feels like? To be yours?"

His hands travel down too. He grabs the sides of your pants. "You'll know what's it's like. And guess what?" Jiraiya paused to kiss you. He pulled your pants down your hips. "You're going to love it."

You can't resist licking your lips. That sounds good. The cool dusk air hit your legs. Jiraiya hummed. He was down between your legs since he pulled your pants down to your ankles. You shift around meekly as he's eye level with your crotch. No one has ever seen you naked, it made you a little nervous as he looked over your sex slowly. He hummed a quiet laugh at your reaction before standing up. He squeezes and rubs your thighs before finally moving on to that lovely ass of yours. He gave it a few firm squeezes, still loving how it felt in his hands.

"Very pretty. You grew up into a fine woman." He said with a happy purr.

He stepped back just to pull off the rest of his clothing. He's beautiful. Fit and... big. This man was going to wreck you. You hold onto his shoulders and eagerly hook a leg around his waist. His fingers pushed instead of his cock. It still felt good. Enough to moan and go stiff.

"You're a virgin, aren't you?" Jiraiya asked. He looks amused by your eagerness. He thrusts his fingers in and out. He quite likes the sounds you make as a result. He already knows the answer, but it's a thrill to know he's your first. "I can't wait to take you."

Oh yes. He never knew he wanted something like this until it was presented to him. This was turning into a fantasy straight out of one of his dreams. His young hot student, virginal and eager for him to take. All with the added thrill of being in the middle of an outside training field. He squished his body against yours. His fingers moved faster. It was driving you crazy. You hold onto him tightly as he fingers you so roughly. His lips attack your neck. Wet kisses are placed all over the skin. His tongue darts out to lick you. It's wet and leaves a trail in its wake.

"I've never had a virgin before." Jiraiya's voice had gotten husky. This is the most excited he's gotten for foreplay. "I'm excited to set your standards."

"I don't want anyone else!" You yelled out. You can't control the volume of your voice. You're too excited to be quiet. "Just you, Sensei! I want you!"

"Is that what you really want?" He pulled his fingers out and grabbed the back of your thighs. You wrapped your other leg around him. "To be my woman?"

"Yes! Only yours! Ah!" You cry out when his cock pushed all the way in.

It's unfamiliar. It's odd. You writhe and adjust yourself until the small bit of pain faded. The bark of the tree dug into your back as he relied on its support to hold you. Jiraiya kissed you. It muffled all your moans. Good lord you are tight. It's one of the greatest things he's felt. This is the best thing he's ever done! You moan and yipe as he thrusts. Your hands struggle to find a place to settle as your mind was completely focused on sex you're getting. It feels very good! This is everything you hoped it would be.

You can't take in a proper breath as you desperately make out with your dear teacher. His tongue ran over yours. It poked and prodded against yours. It explored every little spot. You gag on it a little when it shoots down your throat.

"Sorry." Jiraiya pulled back. He swallowed heavily and smiled. He's flushed across his cheeks and even the tip of his nose is a little bit pink. "I'll train your gag reflex next time we do this."

You smile. That sounded like good fun. You can't wait to be his well trained little girl. Maybe he'll take you home and keep you after this. That'd be pretty wonderful. You are dropped on your shaky legs and flipped over. You hug the tree. Your nails dig into the bark as Jiraiya grabbed your hips. The tip of his cock breached your entrance. He rubbed your hips and along the line where your legs meet your pelvis. You're breathing heavily and you keep shifting. You look pretty good at this angle. Your ass is nice to look at. Your back is arched and he can barely see your eye as your head is turned to watch. He spanks and holds your ass. You squeaked in response. He smiles before continuing. You cry out when he brought his hips to your skin, forcing you to take the entire length of his cock again.

"You take it well! Are you sure this is your first time?" He joked between his heavy panting.

"Oh~?" Your voice is breathy and weak. This feels so good you can barely compose words. You roll your hips in motion to his thrusts. Jiraiya moans in response, it turned you on more to hear it. You made him do that! Fuck, you could make him do that all day it sounded so good. "Only because it's you, Sensei!"

He pauses. He sighs, smiles, and runs his hands up your sides. You are hot to the touch and sweat is rolling off of you. He bends over to give the back of your neck a kiss. Your inner walls are pulsating and squeezing him. You must be close. He bites and licks your ear.

"Say my name." He whispered in your ear. "I want to hear you say it."

You've never called Jiraiya just by his name before. You always respected him as your teacher. Even when you spent hours starting at him and imagining how he would fuck you. He would interrupt your daydream and you would still refer to him has sensei even when you were flushed and had just finished imagining what it would be like to have his cock between your thighs. But now you don't have to. He's not just your teacher anymore! You drag your nails down the bark of the trees. You swallow the flood of saliva in your mouth. A sharp thrust made you cry out again. A ripple effect ran over your butt and spine. His finger nails dig into your skin. He's getting excited by the idea.

"Say it, baby! Scream my name in pleasure!" He was eager to hear it.

Your muscles knot in your core. You feel your legs tense to the point of strenuous. The sensation builds more and more. Your cheek presses against the tree as you are pushed against it with the increasing force of his thrusts. You open your mouth before you lose the ability to speak. You're so close to cumming.

"Jiraiya!" You cry out with all your might. Your voice echoes around the training ground it's so loud.

There it is! Jiraiya grins. That was such a turn on. You're perfect. Cute and vocal~! Beautiful and perfect. He's having great fun doing you. He keeps himself moving for the duration of your climax. You keep making the greatest noises as you gush so hard he can feel it hit his thighs. Your legs are as shaky as jello on a one legged table in the middle of an earthquake by the time it is over.

"Oh... whoa!" Jiraiya was caught off guard as you completely lose your footing.

He caught you before you face plant. He kept your body pinned against his to avoid you getting a face full of splinters. He sits on his knees with your legs folded around his. You sigh as the strain is off of your legs. The soft grass was easy on the skin and you lay back on his chest. It stretched the tension in your stomach. It was blissful as every abdomen muscle contracted and coiled when you came. All of you is so shaky from the stimulation. And it's far from over. His cock his still hard and deep inside of you.

"Can you keep going?" He surprised you with the question. His hands slowly and gently stroke up and down your sides. It tickled along your ribs in a pleasant sensation. He even pecks the side of your neck. It just felt so affectionate and loving. He's a considerate lover.

"Y... Yes." You say quietly.

"You don't have to, you know. If it feels weird now I get it."

You shake your head. You spread your legs to sink down as low as possible onto his cock. You arch your back to lay against him with your head on his shoulder. "I want you to fuck my brains out. I want to take your load until it all trails down my thighs and I'm sticky like syrup." You moan in his ear.

Even from your awkward your angle, you can see Jiraiya's eyes widen when you said that. He licks his lips. Well alright then. That seemed to convince him that you're okay. His hands settle back down on your hips. He guided you to move. Pushing you up and down until you got the rhythm of it. You took over but his hands stayed. It was slower. Your sensitive body could enjoy itself without getting overstimulated. Your aware of every inch of him moving in and out of you. You raise a hand up and caressed your hand around the back of his neck and into his hair. You grip a fistful of his hair. You sigh and nuzzle your face against his neck. He's hot and smells good. Like sex and cedar trees.

"Oh... Jiraiya." You whispered. "This feels good."

"I'm glad." His voice was quiet as well. "I don't like it when my girl isn't enjoying herself."

You smile. He's oddly sweet at the strangest of times. You like hearing him call you his girl. You rock your hips in a big circle before grinding down against his lap. You moan against his ear from the feeling and another wave washes over you. One of his fingers plays with your clit to keep you going. He puts kisses on your shoulder and neck. He moans when you gush all over his dick again.

"I love you..." The words slip out of you.

Jiraiya tenses. He stammers your name. You straighten out to sitting straight up. His reaction made you feel silly. But still... you know how you feel. You got off just enough to turn around and remount him. He looked a little stunned.

"I know I'm young." You start off. You resume riding him at the slow pace he set. You kiss him desperately. You hold the back of his neck and kiss him over and over. His lips barely react as he seemed unsure. "But I know what I want. I want you. You make me happy Jiraiya."

"Are you sure that's love?" He chuckled ever so softly. He kissed you back finally. His hands press on your lower back. You moan as you were pulled closer to him, with your hips out and pressed against him. "And that you aren't just horny as fuck for me?"

"Yes. I want to spend every moment with you." You lock him in another kiss. You love holding him and kissing him. You could do it for your whole life. "I want to be your girlfriend. I want to love you and do everything that boyfriends and girlfriends do."

After a moment, Jiraiya pulls you back and sighs. He kisses you. He really likes kissing you. There's no point in fighting it anymore. He sorta gave up that right the moment he felt something more for you. He's fallen in love with his student. And he still feels twisted for feeling the way he does. But the sick feeling diminishes the longer he does this with you. Surely anything that feels this good can't be bad! He hasn't felt this way about someone in many years. It's just so unfortunate that you're the age you are. He finds himself not caring so much anymore. You feel too good and he wants to do this forever. He wants to protect you and protect how he feels. The last time he fell in love, it ended with his heart aching for what he can't have. He wants you. He can have you. Can't he be selfish for once and do the wrong thing?

You gasp when he lifts you up and sets you on your back on the ground. He holds your hips still as he thrusts. He picks up speed and you react accordingly. You moan and arch your back. Your hands dig into the ground and uproot the grass. Your eyes are locked with his and you are searching his face for what he wants. A smile pulls on his lips. It's small and even shy, but it's there.

"And you're sure you want me? A man twice your age." Jiraiya asked you. His tone was almost amused, but it was too quiet and even to ring genuine. He must really make sure this is what you want. "I can't offer you the same things as a man your age can."

"No one is like you." You say. You smile but it's quickly interrupted into a hitched gasp when he goes faster. You hold onto his shoulders as your whole body bounces with the force of it. "And that's what makes you so special! I want you! Jiraiya! Jiraiya!" You cry his name as he fucks you harder.

It's still odd to hear you say just his name, but he loves hearing it. The way your face contorts in pleasure as you scream it makes him way too excited. And oh boy is it fun to make you cum over and over. He leaned down and held you in a kiss. You moved your arms to wrap around his neck and hold him there. He grunts against your mouth and his hips break pace as he thrusts as hard as he could. It buried as deep as possible inside of you and the unfamiliar sensation of being filled with his cum flooded your insides. Well, knowing him, it won't be unfamiliar for long.

You gasp in some much needed air when Jiraiya rolls off of you. He's just as breathless as you were. You laid in the grass, panting heavily. He was in the same position as you. On his back with his limbs spread out as he caught his breath. The cool night air dropped your overheated temperature almost immediately. The chirps of crickets began to grow in volume the later it gets. You stare at the navy sky as the darkness continues to fall. The stars are shining and they never looked prettier.

"If we're going to do this," Jiraiya broke the quiet with his even and calm voice, "then we can't tell anyone." He looked over at you and held your gaze with a serious furrow to his face. "You know that right? What we did was wrong."

"I know. I don't care how wrong it is." You roll over. You are tired and sore from the activity you just did, but you don't care. You crawled over to him and rest your head on his chest. "I'll do anything to be with you."

You look over every bit of him that was available to see. His face was still a little flushed. His expression wasn't so serious anymore. He was smiling and happy. He looks so handsome when he's smiling. You hope to only make him smile. Especially if it's such a warm and loving smile like that. His hand brushed your hair away from your face. His fingers are gentle. They run over your cheek and lips. You smile as he brushes his thumb over your lips. You like these gentle touches. You hope to fall asleep to these touches everyday.

"Will you stay with me tonight? My bed will be lonely without you in it." He asked with a wink.

Your heart flutters with excitement. "Yes! Of course I'll come!"

Jiraiya relaxes. He feels relieved for some reason. He's not sure why, but he just didn't want you to leave. He wants you to stay by his side. Yeah... he's going to do the wrong thing. You're his girl for the foreseeable future. His girlfriend and dirty little secret. Yes, he is a deplorable pervert for doing this. But at this point, he wants to be loved and wanted like how you clearly feel about him. The consequences don't matter anymore. He feels the same about you. He just didn't realize what he felt for you was love until today. He's in too deep and he knows that. The moment he gave in and kissed you was the moment it was all too late to turn back. And he's got a good feeling that he's doing something right, no matter how much the world tells him he's wrong.

You took your time getting dressed while he waited for you. He looked around the area to make sure no one witnessed that. Thank goodness the coast was clear. You walk side by side with him back into the village. His hand would brush against yours and he'd smirk at your giddy reaction. No one was the wiser, but it was still thrilling to think. You're beside your lover, not your teacher. Once inside his apartment, Jiraiya locked the door and smiled deviously at you.

He leans down to give you a kiss. His hand run over your body and he grabs the hem of your shirt. He smiled suddenly and laughed.

"Oh, I forgot to say!" Jiraiya was cheery. He smooched you again before continuing. "I love you too!"

You beam a wide smile at him. He throws off your shirt and you are happy to squish against him. You rub your legs together. It's a little uncomfortable to be wearing all these layers with him around. Especially as they are soaked with a mixture of your cum and his. You giggle with excitement as Jiraiya leads you to the bedroom, tossing off clothes as he does so. You got a feeling you won't be sleeping much tonight.