Drowning

He was drowning, drowning in liquid heat.

There was a tongue running along the seam of his lips, not pushing, not forcing, and somehow so much more demanding because of that. It was wet sin teasing him lazily into submission, and he was parting his lips, opening his mouth, letting the warm muscle enter and destroy and rebuild him completely. He was groaning out of his throat and into that mouth, tilting his head and grasping his bound hands at nothingness.

That is what this kiss did to him.

That is what this man’s kiss did to him. It devoured him. As his tongue was sucked in between two thin lips and his inexperience was proven by the way he tried to participate but was just so overwhelmed that his own tongue was pushed and pulled and sucked as if it were attached to the strings of a marionette and this man was controlling everything.

Gods, he was drowning. There was no hope for him, and he couldn’t call out for help, couldn’t beg to be saved because his mouth no longer belonged to him. It belonged completely to the silver haired fox that claimed him with a swift bite to his plump lower lip that had him gasping and reminded him that he no longer had the will to fight this anymore.

There was nothing coming to save him, and he didn’t want to be saved anyways. He had sealed his fate with his words, an affirmation of the very idea that he could possibly need this man as much as his body screamed that he did. He was a captain, proud, undeniably talented and strong, and currently whimpering into a mouth filled with sweet heat and lies.

So, he was drowning, and he no longer wanted nor knew how to breathe. To hell with it anyways, did it even really matter anymore?

There was a smooth, cool hand cupping his cheek. It was tilting his head to the side, directing him in where to go next, because he honestly didn’t know and he just squeezed his eyes shut even tighter and thought about how hot his skin felt. Is this what sin felt like? Like burning fire licking at every part of him that had been exposed?

Who was he anymore if he wasn’t those teeth and that tongue and chapped lips?

And then those lips were leaving his and he was following them with his own even as he inhaled sharply for the breath that he had been deprived of. His eyes opened slowly, hazy from an emotion he could not name and he looked into the face of his captor and savior. A face that now belonged to him, forever imprinted in his mind.

He breathed deeply, desperately, his mouth open as air circulated into his lungs, and even still he would have given up breathing if it meant he could have those lips on his again, and he didn’t even want to think about what that urge implied.

Crimson eyes stared into his own teal ones, and for a moment that was enough. There were no need for words, no need, because they would only taint the air anyways.

But then Ichimaru was speaking and he had to force his mind to clear in order to understand anything he was saying.

“I see no regret in yer eyes.”

“I see none in yours either.” Hitsugaya spoke slowly, not completely trusting his voice at the moment.

“I gave up on that feelin’ long ago.” Was the simple reply that he received, and only then did he notice that long fingers were still cupping his face, tracing nonsensical designs on his cheekbone.

“I don’t believe you.”

“Do ya ever, hime?”

“Don’t call me that, dammit!” He growled, debating on just how to retaliate. Considering his current position, it would either have to be verbal or a swift head butt.

“Would you prefer, Hitsugaya-taicho?”

Anything he might have said or done was cut off by that statement. His heart sinking slightly at the words. No, he would not prefer that. He didn’t deserve that title anymore. Not when he begged for the relief that only a traitor could give. He looked away, his eyes searching the white room for something, anything to look at, but he didn’t have much time as the hand on his cheek began to push his face, urging him to look back at a villain.

“Do ya feel regret now?”

His eyes widened, caught in the idea that perhaps there was a hint of desperation in Ichimaru’s voice beneath the amusement-laced words.

“Why do you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Try to make me hate you.”

“Would ya know what ta do if I didn’t?”

He thought for a moment, waded through the cryptic formation of those words.

“I…wouldn’t know who you were if you didn’t”

“Tell me ya want me again.”

“I…” He swallowed thickly, noticing that it didn’t get any easier.

“Don’ be shy, chibi. Come now, it’s only yer pride that ya must surrender ta me.”

Hitsugaya chuckled then, the sound mirthless even to his own ears. “It is my pride that is the foundation of everything I am. You are nothing without your façade and I am a stranger without my pride.”

Instead of speaking, Ichimaru trailed his fingers down the exposed chest of his little captive, tracing the ribs and the ridges of his seemingly delicate skin. To Hitsugaya the act appeared almost affectionate and he turned his head away once more, a blush forming brightly on his cheeks as he tried to steel his nerves once more. He had more to say, more that he wanted to express and even though he knew this was wrong, knew that he was becoming a traitor in his own right, betraying the people he had sworn to follow loyally, he still had to speak, for these were words that would no longer be hushed.

“I do not regret, Ichimaru, even though I wish for nothing more. You have won, you have made me hate everything that I have become under your hands. I know nothing now except what I know of you and even still, even though you have…” He trailed off, struggling with the words. Not willing to openly express just how much this man had broken him down, so instead he turned his eyes back to Ichimaru and took a deep breath. “…I want you…I wish to the gods that I didn’t, that I had the will or even the urge to kill you, but I do not. I do not regret you.”

There was expression in those blood eyes, it was brief and hard to read, but it was there before Ichimaru was reigning in his control and smirking at the small captain hoisted in his arms.

“Ya really have lost yerself, haven’ ya? Where’s tha big, bad taicho, hmmm? Where are yer claws? Don’ tell me I’ve completely ruined ya.”

Hitsugaya could feel anger seeping into him that hadn’t really been there since Ichimaru had entered the room. His body shook with it and his eyes narrowed in wrath as Ichimaru’s narrowed in amusement.

“Dammit, just do what you came in here to do, or fuck off!” He fumed, wishing at that moment that he had his arms free so he could punch that grin off that pointed face.

“What thing is that?”

“Stop playing dumb asshole, you know what I mean!” He snapped back, feeling like this was a surreal dream that could not possibly be actually happening.

“Yes, I do, but I wan’ ta hear ya say it.” Hitsugaya cringed at the chuckle that followed that statement.
He choked  on the words, blushing a deep shade of red as he struggled to say exactly what he knew was about to happen.

“Just…just fuck me and get out” He said it lowly, trembling slightly in irritation and immense embarrassment, refusing to look up into eyes that he knew were filled with barely contained glee. Dammit, the bastard had won again. He always seemed to. And now there was no denying what they both knew was bound to happen, because Hitsugaya had said it, had finally confirmed with words that he never thought that he would be able to utter and there was no going back.  

He gasped slightly when long fingers firmly grasped his chin and his head was jerked up and he was once more forced to look at the face that had murdered and rebuilt him.

“I think ya got it wrong, hime. I’m not jus’ gonna fuck ya. Don’ throw it around so lightly. Don’ think that it’s jus’ yer body that I want. I’m gonna claim every inch of ya, devour ya, consume ya, until ya no longer know any name but mine, not even yer own. Ya will no longer know where ya end and I begin, and ya wont care because it will no longer matter. I am gonna fuck ya, take away that precious virginity that ya so pathetically cling to, but I’m also gonna make love ta ya, o’ at least tha closest thing ta makin’ love as someone like me is capable of. Every breath, pant, moan, scream, tremble and squeeze of yer tight little body around my cock will be because of me. I will make ya forget yer shame. Ya say ya want to hate me, but by the end ya wont even know tha meanin’ ta that word anymore. That is what I’m gonna do ta ya, and afterwards I am gonna do it again.”

Hitsugaya didn’t know what he should say to that. Ichimaru was always able to do that, always able to shock him and steal away the words that he knew he should say. Ichimaru always kept him dangling, always left him caught on the edge between laughing and crying in hysterics that brought the shame that Ichimaru now promised to take away, to rid him of completely, but was that even possible? Hitsugaya didn’t see how. He would never be ready for this, never fully understand or be prepared for what he was facing, but there was no more time left and he couldn’t, wouldn’t say no in the face of the broken, devilish man who had saved his life.

“Ya’ve sealed yer fate, Hitsugaya-taicho.”

“I know.” He whispered, his head unconsciously tilting into the hand that was once again cupping his cheek.

“Ya always were a smart boy.”

“Are you reminded?”

“O’ what?”

“Yourself.”

Ichimaru giggled at that, shaking his head like Hitsugaya was a small child who had just said something naïve and cute.

“I was never like ya. Smart, but never as pure.”

“Am I to be as tainted as you now?”

“That wouldn’ be possible no matter how hard I tried.”

“Do you hate yourself?” Hitsugaya asked slowly, knowing that even though this question may have seemed as if he were stalling the inevitable, it was important nevertheless.

“Silly question.” Ichimaru leaned down to nuzzle his face in the crook of Hitsugaya’s neck, and Hitsugaya briefly wondered if the man was hiding as he fought for control of his breathing as Ichimaru’s lips brushed teasingly along his pulse point.

“One that you won’t answer?”

“That would only spoil tha fun.” Ichimaru’s breath when he spoke tickled his skin and he bit his lip harshly to keep any noises at bay.

His hands were now released and they fell limply to his sides, his legs still wrapped around Ichimaru’s thin waist, the man’s support being the only thing that was keeping him from falling to the ground. Hitsugaya thought it was a bit ironic.

His shirt that had already been opened and used to keep his hands bound was being slid off slowly by sensuous hands. He watched in a daze as it fell lightly in a heap on the floor, already forgotten and unimportant, and Hitsugaya shivered slightly as his entire upper body was completely exposed. It shouldn’t have felt as intimate as it did, but then again, nothing made sense when it came to Ichimaru.

“Now, my hime, prepare yerself. No more waiting.”

“I will never be prepared.”

“For high treason?”

“For you.”

“Don’ lie, Hitsu-chan, ya were prepared tha minute ya looked ta me ta save ya from tha espada.”

A small, emotionless smile came to Hitsugaya’s face at those words.

“You’re right. It was over for me the minute I accepted the mission.”

“Would it help if I tried ta be nice and said that I wanted ya too?”

“I already know that.”

“Tryin’ ta be coy?”

“I wouldn’t know how.”

“I beg ta differ.” And then Hitsugaya could only gasp in surprised as he was deftly spun around and suddenly being pressed to the firm mattress of his bed with Ichimaru looming over him. The coolness of the sheets against his bare back was oddly comforting and intimidating at the same time. “No more talk now.”

His lips were captured once more in a kiss as Ichimaru’s weight settled fully over him. He gasped up into that mouth as teeth bit down sharply into his bottom lip and then Ichimaru’s tongue was once more snaking it’s way into his mouth and he was left trying to hold his own in a type of battle that he was so unaccustomed to fighting in. He couldn’t help but arch into the warm hand that had woven its way into his wild white hair and was now tugging incessantly, and he couldn’t help but groan as Ichimaru’s other hand wandered under his body and was now massaging the tense muscles of his lower back.

“Hhaah.” He breathed out shallowly as Ichimaru’s lips left his mouth and began their descent to his throat, leaving teasing nips that could never really be considered pain but promised the idea of it, until finally those lips reached his frantically bobbing Adam’s apple and closed over it, sucking lightly and causing Hitsugaya’s mouth to drop open in a silent “o”.

But then they were leaving again and Hitsugaya refused to call the feeling that washed over him disappointment as those lips instead sought out the delicate skin of his collarbone and he cried out in shock and painful pleasure as the gentle nips changed drastically and Ichimaru was biting him harshly, and he knew without looking the skin was already filling with blood. Ichimaru had marked him…it really should have bothered him more than it did.

Ichimaru rose up suddenly from his ministrations and looked at the bite mark he had just created on that delicate looking collarbone, he fingered the rises and indentations of the skin idly, almost transfixed by the symbol the bite made before looking up into the face of his conquest. His eyes darkening slightly as he took in Hitsugaya’s red cheeks and lips, and the single trail of salvia that fell from his open panting mouth.

“Ya look absolutely debauched, Hitsu-chan.” Ichimaru teased, though it was somewhat strained as he resisted the urge to flip the chibi over and drive into him without preparation and without restraint.

“Shut…up.” Hitsugaya breathed out, whimpering slightly when Ichimaru ducked his head to lave at the blood that was now budding from the wound he had produced.

Ichimaru’s tongue then left a slick trail from the wound to one pink nipple, teasingly flicking his tongue against the beaded tip that was already drawn up tight before closing his mouth around the nub completely and sucking gently. He smirked slightly when Hitsugaya let out a high pitched cry and arched his back gracefully off the bed, seeking more of the contact.

Hitsugaya stiffened however when the hand that had been tangled in his hair slowly descended hotly down his neck and torso before stopping at the drawstrings of his loose pants. He closed his eyes tightly and trembled slightly as long fingers undid the knot there.

“Don’ tell me yer gettin’ scared now.” Ichimaru teased, even as his fingers lightly dusted back and forth across the skin just above his pants.  

“Just do it.” Hitsugaya ordered, his eyes still squeezed tightly shut and he held his breath as Ichimaru wordlessly obeyed and his pants were slid almost agonizingly slowly down his hips and over  his buttocks before Ichimaru slid them the rest of the way down his legs and quickly discarded them on the floor. Never having been given proper underwear, that was the last article of his clothing and he hissed slightly as cool air brushed along the heated skin that was currently drawn tight against his belly in arousal. He cautiously opened one eye to see what was going on as Ichimaru had suddenly stopped moving, but he quickly shut it again when he noticed the way the man was eyeing his naked body. This was perhaps one of the most embarrassing moments in his life. He had never been naked in front of anyone before, except maybe when he was too young to remember it or care, and Aizen, and even then he had kept the most intimate part of his body hidden from that devil. He had always bathed alone, always opted to keep every bit of modesty about himself that he could, and now Ichimaru was seeing every bit of him. Hitsugaya found it slightly odd that he would choose to expose himself so completely and personally to an enemy…not that he even truly knew the meaning to that word anymore.

Still, despite the fact that he was mortified at his current position, he felt his cock harden just a bit more at the idea of the look in Ichimaru’s eyes, the look that said that he was beautiful to the man.

To Ichimaru, nothing could compare to the site in front of him. Inches upon inches of smooth skin, only occasionally marred but scars that had been acquired during battle. Tiny hands fisted tightly in the bed sheets as Hitsugaya turned his face away, afraid to look and delectably embarrassed. And that cock, beautiful and petite like the rest of the taicho’s body, pulled taut against a flat belly, the prettiest shade of reddish-pink, with a pearly drop of precum gracing the tip. Ichimaru mused at the fine white hairs that sparsely covered the area surrounding the pretty little dick, and without warning he reached out to trace them, causing his neko to jump with a startled yelp and those enchanting teal eyes to open and look at him in question.

“See, not completely a baby.” Hitsugaya’s only response was a growl, that quickly turned into an almost squeal as one, long finger slowly traced over the bulbous head of his erection collecting the drop of precum there, and he watched with half lidded eyes with a mixture of lust and horror as Ichimaru brought that same finger up to his mouth and pressed it past his thin lips, a deep groan of approval radiating from Ichimaru’s throat.

He didn’t have time to react as the finger was back along with the other four to wrap fully around his cock. He bowed off the bed then, both his hands shooting out to clasp unto Ichimaru’s wrist, not halting the man, just looking for something more grounding to grab onto as Ichimaru began to move his hand up and down in an altering tempo that left Hitsugaya breathless.

“Hah haaah, fuck!”

“It’s s’ easy, kitty. S’ easy ta get ya cryin’ out fer me. Not that I’m complainin’. Although it is makin’ it hard fer me not ta jus’ take ya right now.” At this Ichimaru leaned over, his lips brushing against the shell of Hitsugaya’s ear, even while his hand kept up the jerk on his erection. “Would ya like that, kitty? Fer me ta jus’ flip ya over now and jus’ drive inta ya, without preparation o’ warnin’? I can’t guarantee that I won’t rip ya though.”

Hitsugaya stiffened at these words. And through his pleasure filled haze he fought for his words, knowing that that was not how he wanted his virginity to be taken away. “Ichimaru…don’t…ah nnngh…please.”

Ichimaru chuckled and squeezed the pulsing organ in his hand lightly before pressing his thumb into the weeping slit. “Only jokin’. Don’ worry, Chibi, I’d never damage ya like that. Besides, it would ruin the point o’ that whole tryin’ ta make love ta ya nonsense. Oh no no no, I’m gonna make ya scream, but not in pain.”

Hitsugaya wasn’t given time to respond as Ichimaru’s lips sought his own in a brief but demanding kiss before the silver haired man began to make his way down Hitsugaya’s body, leaving a burning sensation everywhere his lips touched. First to leave one more nip along the already abused skin of his neck and then to bestow some not wholly unwelcome attention to each one of his nipples. The fingers of the hand that was currently not in use traced each and every one of his ribs, which Ichimaru followed loyally with his tongue before finally stopping at his belly button, grinning wildly at the way Hitsugaya’s stomach fluttered weakly at his very breath across his heated skin and absolutely began to tremble in barely controlled restraint as he traced the small whole with the tip of his tongue before teasingly dipping inside, all the while his fist never stopped the steady pumping on Hitsugaya’s cock, the movements becoming easier with time as Ichimaru’s hand was slicked with the precum that flowed freely from the weeping slit.

“Look at tha way it’s leaking fer me, ’ittle one. It’s positively obscene.” Gin breathed against Hitsugaya’s stomach his eyes casting upwards to meet with darkened sea green eyes that were now warring to stay open. Ichimaru wondered with barely contained glee if his little chibi was even capable of coherent speech anymore. Though he really shouldn’t be surprised, skilled lover’s had fallen helpless under his hands before, how could an innocent virgin stand a chance?

“Now now, Snowy-chan, pay attention, because if ya like what I’m doin’ now, ya are gonna love what I do next.” Those eyes that stared unseeing into his own, cleared momentarily in confusion before he was unable to see them at all as Hitsugaya threw his head back, a scream escaping hoarsely from his throat as Ichimaru without warning dipped his head and pointed his tongue directly into the slit of Hitsugaya’s cock.

“Gah, Ichimaru! Wha…?” Was all Hitsugaya managed to get out as thin lips wrapped fully around the head of his arousal and began to suck harshly and his hands shot unknowingly into silver hair to grip at some form of sanity. Neither he nor Ichimaru seemed to care as some of the strands began to rip under the strain.

Ichimaru pulled off for a moment and Hitsugaya couldn’t stop the whine that escaped his throat at the loss of heat.

“Now, I want ya ta look at me, my cute, ‘ittle virgin.” He found himself obeying the request, despite thinking the idea of watching someone suck him off to be absolutely obscene, and he let out a broken groan at the feel and sight of those heavenly lips once more wrapping around his cock, the blush on his cheeks darkening at the lewd slurping sounds that the action produced.

He was sure his eyes bugged out of his head as those lips began to descend further down, until he was fully encased in that warm, wet heat, the task being simple for Ichimaru, considering his size. His hands untangled themselves from Ichimaru’s hair and began to claw to find purchase on his shoulder instead, leaving angry red marks as he dug his fingernails in. He bit into his lip to keep another scream at bay, not caring when he began to taste the metallic tang of his own blood or felt the dull pain that was nothing compared to the feeling of every one of his nerve endings on fire, all centering from the lips that were stretched so naughtily tight over his cock. This man…this man was going to kill him.

“Ichimaru…” He whispered, hating himself for the way his tone sounded almost reverent.

“Hmm?” Ichimaru hummed, The vibrations from his throat sending electricity through Hitsugaya’s own throbbing length, and he felt tears coming to his eyes at the sheer power of it.

“I can’t-” He cried out brokenly, his head shaking back and forth out of a type of desperation that he didn’t even understand. “I don’t…I feels so…so hot! I don’t know what to do, I can’t take anymore!”

And then Ichimaru was swallowing around him and the dam that had been built up so high was collapsing, and he was coming, every part of him was coming, through his fingers, toes, eyes, ears, mouth, and oh Gods his cock! There was so much, it was too much, and he couldn’t even registered that the screams that were ringing in his ears were his own. He collapsed in a heap against the sheets.

Despite the fact that his ears were ringing, through the post orgasmic haze that clouded his vision, he noticed that Ichimaru was now sitting up, catching the stray strands that had trailed from his lips that could only be-oh gods- and sucking his fingers into his mouth contentedly.

He didn’t even fight as he was flipped unceremoniously onto his stomach, and he purred slightly in contentment as feather light kisses were pressed to his back and began to trail along his spine. He nuzzled his face tiredly into the cool linen of his sheets and he didn’t even notice the way those kisses on his spine began to trail lower. He did, however, notice when his ass cheeks were parted gently and Ichimaru’s tongue began to trace the crease there, coming dangerously close to…

“Oh fuck!” His head shot up immediately and he turned it in time to notice Ichimaru’s face between his cheeks and those crimson eyes, the amusement ever present in them, staring intently back into his own. “What in the hell, Ichimaru?” He cried out weakly, wishing he sounded just a little bit angrier.

“Do shut up, Neko. I’m not done tasting ya. I want to know what ya taste like, all o’ ya. Surely yer delicious everywhere? Besides, ya wont be complainin’ in a minute.”

“Ichimaru, no-”  His reply turned into a startled sob however when that talented tongue began to trace along the wrinkled flesh of his most forbidden place. He ducked his head once more, trying to hide his face, his mouth falling open as he panted against the bed sheets. He couldn’t get past how dirty this was supposed to be, but it felt so…so…

“Ichimaru!” He cried out as that tongue thrust forward and parted the tender muscle there to dip inside in an act that seemed so forbidden. The wet muscle began to dart in and out of him, tasting him, teasing him, fucking him in a lewd imitation of what was to come. And he tried to block out the indecent noises that were still audible over his own wanton cries of mortified pleasure.

His steady cries caught in his throat however when he felt something that was much longer than at tongue begin to slowly penetrate him.

“Now, jus’ relax. Pretty, I don’ wanna hurt ya…at least not this time.” Hitsugaya tried to steady his breathing as Ichimaru’s digit began to stroke his insides, coaxing him almost tenderly to relax. He willed himself to try to form at least some sort of trust with Ichimaru, if only for this moment. He felt his tense muscles begin to relax momentarily, before tensing right up again as Ichimaru took the opportunity to add another finger. He yelped when he felt a sharp slap to one of his ass cheeks and he looked over his shoulder to glare at Ichimaru in accusation.

“I said relax.”

Even in this situation, Hitsugaya couldn’t help but roll his eyes before turning his face back downwards, reminding himself how important it was to breathe right now.

It hurt, there was no denying, and even though he had been through so much worse pain, this was too intimate not to have an affect on him. Still, he knew he had to relax himself, or it was just going to hurt more. However, it didn’t stop his keen as those fingers began to scissor inside of him and Ichimaru leaned down to place a kiss between his shoulder blades.

“Shhh, Pet, calm down. Jus’ hang on fer a moment, I’m lookin’, I’m lookin’.”
 
Oh, for fuck’s sake, for what?

“OH!” Hitsugaya threw his head back with a deep groan as Ichimaru brushed something inside of him that sent his nerves reeling. His cock was almost immediately jumping back to attention. What in the hell was that?

“Mah mah, looky what I found!” Ichimaru watched with delight and not just a little bit of lust as Hitsugaya’s hips began to rock into his fingers as he rubbed slowly over the spongy bit of flesh beneath his fingertips. He took that moment to add his third finger, unfortunately causing the little captain to stop his lusty movements and cry out in pain. Oh no, that wouldn’t do.

He used his other hand to message the boy’s lower back and cheeks tenderly, urging him to relax as he slowly began to move his fingers in and out.

“Hurts...Ichimaru…” The words were slewed into the bed, but Ichimaru heard them anyways and he clucked his tongue before snaking his hand once more underneath Hitsugaya’s body and grabbing his now wilting flesh. Hitsugaya, despite his soft cries of pain, let out a startled moan at this contact, and Ichimaru took it as a good sign, never stopping his gentle thrusting inside that tight, sweet body.

All too soon, Hitsugaya was once more rocking into him, cursing with each breath as he used his forearms to support his weight.

Ichimaru deemed him ready.

He smirked in triumph as Hitsugaya whimpered in disappointment and he leaned over to the boy’s ear, ready to ask one more question.

“Are ya ready, Hitsugaya-taicho, because after this there is no going back…Say stop now…and I will try my best ta grant ya that request.”  It was almost painful for him to say that. He knew he needed the boy now, the intense throbbing in his pants was not the only indication of that, but still he needed this one final admission, or something told him that it just wouldn’t be worth it in the end.

There was a slight hesitation, and then…

“Ichimaru?” It was small whisper, and Hitsugaya refused to meet his eyes.

“Yes?”

“Please…turn me over. If I’m going to do this, I want to look at you.”

Ichimaru could only laugh at this.

“Gladly.” Hitsugaya was suddenly flipped over by smooth hands and he waited in anticipation as Ichimaru discarded his clothes quickly, leaving Hitsugaya gaping at the proud erection that blushed angrily at him in need, and Hitsugaya would take the time to kill himself later for thinking the man to be absolutely stunning in that moment. He watched in fascination and a slight amount of fear as Ichimaru grabbed the nearby healing medicine and began to liberally coat himself with it. He did not resist as Ichimaru hoisted his legs around his waist, urging him to lock his feet behind his back, which Hitsugaya did, finding it oddly comforting. He felt the sinful brush of the head of Ichimaru’s cocking rubbing wetly against his prepared entrance and he took in a sharp breath and refused to break eye contact as Ichimaru pushed forward and his body was suddenly breached.

Any cry that he was about to make was cut off by Ichimaru’s mouth latching onto his open one in a needy kiss. Ichimaru’s hisses of unbridled pleasure and Hitsugaya’s keens of pain mingled as Ichimaru slid further in until Hitsugaya felt the brush of Ichimaru’s balls against his skin.

“Oh Gods, Ichimaru, so full! It hurts! Please stop for a moment.”

Ichimaru complied and Hitsugaya had to close his eyes to try to block out some of what was happening. It was all too much. Ichimaru was inside of him, the man that he was supposed to hate was buried in him, and Hitsugaya had welcomed it and though it hurt like hell, Hitsugaya had never felt so incredibly filled before. It was like…like nothing he could have ever imagined. Ichimaru was actually inside of him!

He took a deep breath, knowing it was now or never.

“Move, Ichimaru.”

The fox man was all too happy to comply, his body already shaking from the restraint. He started slowly, drawing back only an inch before thrusting in again, noticing that the chibi’s eyes were still closed, and tears were wetting his long eyelashes, Ichimaru bent down to lick them away before pulling back and thrusting in again and then again, increasing his length each time until Hitsugaya was loosening around him and the incredibly tight heat was almost sucking him in. A steady stream of cries began to escape Hitsugaya’s abused lips as Ichimaru began to thrust in and out fully.  And Hitsugaya reached up in his haze to fling his arms around Ichimaru’s neck, drawing the man down for another kiss, crying incessantly into the mouth above him.

“Ichimaru…” He breathed between wet kisses. “Thank you for being so gentle before, but for fuck’s sake, harder!”

“Naughty boy.” Ichimaru chuckled before drawing out almost completely and slamming back in, hitting Hitsugaya’s prostate dead on.

“Fuck yes!” Hitsugaya screamed, his teeth unintentionally latching onto Ichimaru’s lower lip and tugging and Ichimaru began to fuck him in earnest, the man’s name now becoming a chant on his tongue.

“Say my name!” Ichimaru commanded, knowing that if he was already this close, his uke must be as well.

“Ichimaru!”

“That’s not what I mean, Toshiro! Say. My. Name!” He punctuated each word with a particularly brutal thrust, until the small body was writhing underneath him in soul shocking pleasure and that mouth was opening in a continuous scream.

“Gin!” And with that Ichimaru was sinking his teeth into the already wounded skin of his neck and Hitsugaya was crying out in broken sobs as he came in long streaks of white without Ichimaru even having to touch his cock, and he groaned hoarsely as he felt Ichimaru’s seed fill him merely a few seconds later as the man came with a short cry.

No longer able to hold his weight anymore, Ichimaru collapsed on his side, rolling his new found lover along with him, until the boy was curled comfortably against his side, already unconscious from the intensity of his orgasm, and all Ichimaru could do was lay there and think of the repercussions of what he had just done as he waited for his heart to stop pounding once more.


 

 

Sasuke’s heart was pounding rapidly in his chest as he disconnected his lips from Naruto’s, his face turning as he attempted to hide the blush that he could feel on his cheeks.

"Well damn, bastard, I think the great Uchiha Sasuke’s blushing." Came Naruto’s giggled declaration, and Sasuke forced his head even further away from the blonde.

"Shut up, Naruto." He grumbled, failing miserably to hide his embarrassment.

Suddenly he felt warms hands upon his cheeks, turning Sasuke’s face to stare directly into bright blue eyes, all traces of teasing gone from their depths. "Ne, Sasuke, don’t turn away from me. I want to see you." And with that, lips came to press against his forehead and then along his temple, followed by his pale cheeks, until finally coming rest against slightly parted lips. "All of you." He breathed against Sasuke’s lips, his eyes closing, cutting Sasuke’s own off from their intensity. "I’ve seen a lot worse from you Sasuke then a blush, and if those things didn’t make me look down on you then nothing will. So please, don’t hide. Not anymore."

Then those lips were pressed fully to his again, pulling teasingly against his own lips as he felt the glide of Naruto’s tongue against his skin. His mouth opened instantly to the assault as he felt the wet appendage trace teasingly along his own, inexperienced and almost hesitant, but good, so amazingly good. He groaned against the contact as one hand came to cup Naruto’s cheek as the other slid around his slim waist, effectively pulling him closer.

"Sasuke?" Naruto whispered against his lips, effectively awakening him from his dobe-induced trance.

"What is it?" He asked, trying to keep the disappointment from being stopped so suddenly out of his voice.

"Why did you leave before?" There was an insecurity in the blonde’s voice that was unmistakable and Sasuke had to take a breath before deciding to speak, figuring that he had already spilled his guts earlier so it would not hurt to do the same for someone who actually meant something to him.

"I didn’t want to have you just so I could lose you later on. I don’t want to go through something like that." He admitted truthfully, though his eyes refused to meet the ones that were currently boring down on him. Naruto stayed silent for a moment, pondering the words that Sasuke had just spoken. The last time Sasuke had said something so truthfully it had been at the Valley of the End and that had not ended well for either of them. However, this time Naruto was determined to make sure things would end differently.

"Why in the hell do people call you a genius when your such a fucking dumbass?" Sasuke’s head shot to Naruto as he heard the irritation in the blonde’s voice. He was actually getting pretty tired of people calling him an idiot today, no matter how fitting the term might be. "Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you?" Naruto was on his feet, pointing an accusing finger at Sasuke’s face, an incredulous look marring his face almost comically.
"Naruto-"

"No, shut the hell up for a damn second, bastard! So you’re telling me that all this time you’ve been pushing me away it’s because of a reason like that?" Naruto let out an undignified screech as he continued to rant.

"Yes, but-"

Naruto’s hand connected with the side of the Uchiha’s head as he smacked him. "Baka! I should kick your sorry ass right now!"

"Ow, fuck, Naruto-"

"I’m not done yet! Out of all the stupid things that you’ve done Sasuke, this…this…" and suddenly Naruto was grabbing him roughly by the collar and hauling him none too gently to his feet. Sasuke prepared himself for the blow that he was sure was about to come, but could only gasp as he felt Naruto’s lips crash against his once more. The kiss was short, simple and rough, but it really seemed to get the message across.

"Now listen closely, Teme. We’re shinobi, and because of that there is always going to be a good chance that there will come a day where one or both of us dies." And this time when Naruto’s lips connected to his, it was gentle. A tender contact as Naruto’s hands come to cup Sasuke’s cheeks. "But that is not going to happen tonight, and in the end, isn’t that enough?"

Sasuke let those words wash over him, even as those blue eyes continued to look at him, waiting for an answer. Though a part of him screamed that a lifetime with Naruto wouldn’t be enough, there was still that side that knew that he’d rather have this one night with Naruto than to never have it all. He nodded slowly, not trusting himself to speak as he pulled the other boy into an embrace, reveling in the fact that he had spent so long refusing to touch him and now, in this moment, he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off of him.

The feel of Naruto’s body pressed so tightly against his was a totally new experience to him. He could feel every curve that Naruto had, even through the layers of clothing that he and the blonde wore. He heard Naruto’s soft groan as his tongue flicked across the roof of the blonde’s mouth before beckoning the other boys tongue into his own mouth and sucking on it quite suggestively, and the sweet noise went straight to his groin. It took Sasuke a second to realize that he was getting hard but once he did he tried to pull himself away from Naruto, as not to alert him of his growing problem.

Feeling Sasuke beginning to move away from him, Naruto’s hands latched onto Sasuke’s hips, and with a growl he pulled them against his own, causing Sasuke to emit a gasp as his erection was met with Naruto’s own hardness. Naruto leaned in until his lips were brushing against the shell of Sasuke’s ear. "You’re not going anywhere, Teme." He breathed hotly against Sasuke’s sensitive skin, before playfully running his tongue along the lobe and sucking it briefly into his mouth, enjoying the soft moans that Sasuke was failing to suppress. "Now tell me, Sasuke, and be truthful with me." He paused for a second to grind his hips subtly against Sasuke’s. "Do you want me?"

"Yes." Sasuke hissed out, surprising not only Naruto but himself as well with his lack of hesitation. Both had thought that he would be too stubborn to admit something so intimate without a little bit more coaxing, but Naruto’s hips pressing snugly against his own were cutting out any modesty the Uchiha might have had.

"Good, because that’s what I have to give you." Naruto stated before grabbing the Uchiha’s hands and pressing them promptly against his ass. Sasuke couldn’t help but gawk at the forwardness the blonde was displaying, but he really shouldn’t have been surprised, it was Naruto after all. Yet even with his surprise, he did not remove his hands from there current position.

"Are you sure? I mean…is this moving too fast?" Sasuke paused to look around the clearing they were in. "Don’t you want somewhere more…special?" At that moment Uchiha Sasuke could have kicked his own ass for sounding like such a girl, and it only seemed to fuel his embarrassment as Naruto let out a particularly loud snort.

"That was painful to listen to, I can’t imagine what it must have been like to say it." Naruto said in between his laughter as he let go of Sasuke in order to clutch his own stomach.

Sasuke scowled at the other boy, his stubbornness coming back full force as he turned on heel and attempted to walk away, but he was stopped by a hand on his wrist and he suddenly felt himself being spun back into place to face Uzumaki Naruto, who was doing a damn good job of keeping his laughter in. "Didn’t I tell you that you’re not going anywhere?" He scolded, once more pulling Sasuke close to him as he leaned his forehead against Sasuke’s own. "Now, to answer your questions, I’ve never been more sure about anything in my entire life, and there is no way this could be too fast. We’ve dance around each other for how many years? Call it the five year build up, and…just so you don’t feel left out with that sissy comment you just made, I could be in hell itself and it would still be special if I am with you." Naruto assured him with a shit-eating grin, but with a certain sincerity nevertheless. Naruto reached his hand up to brush Sasuke’s black bangs away from his pale face, letting the hand linger to rest against his cheek, his grin disappearing once more. "Don’t make me wait anymore. Please Sasuke-"

It was Naruto’s turn to be cut off as he gave an undignified squeak as Sasuke’s hands latched once more onto his backside, thrusting Naruto’s hips against his own, relishing in the moans that were emitted from both of them at the contact. "Do you want me to fuck you?" Sasuke asked bluntly, his lips mere inches from Naruto’s, the lust clearly evident in his obsidian eyes. "Is that what you want?"

Sasuke’s face showed pure confusion as Naruto pulled away, shaking his head. "No, Sasuke." He said quietly, and Sasuke felt his heart plummet to his feet. "If I wanted a simple fuck I could just pay for a whore. So, no, that’s not what I want from you Sasuke." He grabbed onto one of Sasuke’s hands and brought it to his lips, speaking against the smooth skin. "What I want from you Sasuke, is to make love to me. To prove to me that I mean more to you than just a simple fuck. Can you do that for me, Sasuke?" It was Naruto’s turn to blush even though his voice never wavered through his confession.

Sasuke’s answer was to wrap his fingers around the back of Naruto’s neck and pull the blonde’s lips tenderly against his own and he only held on tighter as he felt Naruto’s smile against his lips. The kiss was deepened once more as Sasuke glided his tongue along the seam of Naruto’s lips, instantly meeting no resistance as Naruto opened his mouth against the gentle assault. Sasuke felt slightly pointed canines sink into the flesh of his bottom lip and he hissed at the sensation, his hips jutting forwards on their own accord to grind against Naruto’s, but he repeated the action intentionally when he heard the growl that it brought forth from Naruto’s clenched teeth.

"Shit, Sasuke." Naruto’s head fell backwards to be cradled by Sasuke’s palm as Sasuke fell into a slowly motion of grinding his erection against Naruto’s, feeling each one harden further at the movement. Seeing the newly exposed flesh presented before him, Sasuke leaned forward to latch his lips onto Naruto’s tan neck. Feeling Naruto’s pulse beating rapidly against his tongue, he closed his mouth over the pulse point in retaliation and sucked hard, earning a delighted whimper from Naruto and a pretty little red mark that he wished would be permanent. He continued to trail kisses along the flesh, stopping only to suck lightly on Naruto’s adam’s apple, before making his way to his collar bone and biting done none too gently on the place where the shoulder met neck. He was just about to continue his exploration when he felt a hand entwine roughly in his hair as his head was jerked up to meet Naruto’s lips once more rough kiss.

Even as their mouths continued to duel without hesitation, Sasuke couldn’t help the tremble in his hand as he slowly reached up to pull down the zipper of Naruto’s orange jacket. He felt the small gasp come from his companion and he immediately stopped, his hand still resting on the zipper. He drew back to look into those familiar blue eyes, but he did not see any hesitance reflected back at him, and as if to further prove this, he felt a warm hand close over his own, urging him to continue. He pulled the zipper down the rest of the way, and raised his hands to slide the heavy material off of his dobe’s shoulders. It fell to the ground with a soft flop, immediately forgotten. He ran the tips of his fingers up along the arms that were now bare and reveled in the feel of Naruto’s smooth and warm flesh under his fingertips. The contrast of their skin was a beautiful effect, and he felt a shiver run through Naruto as he slipped the sleeve of Naruto’s undershirt down and leaned forward to press his lips against the newly exposed shoulder. Moving on, he slid his hands down the front of Naruto’s chest, feeling the clothed nipples harden slightly as he passed his palms over them, until finally his hands reached the hem of Naruto’s shirt and he looked at Naruto once more, asking silently for permission.

"Fuck, Sasuke, stop hesitating." Naruto whispered, but there was no malice in his voice, only barely contained anticipation and the dark hint of lust. Not wanting to disappoint, Sasuke slipped the offending material over the blonde’s head, and threw the shirt to the ground in the same place where the jacket lay. He paused to look over the bare chest in front of him and he couldn’t help his intake of breath or the way his cock hardened even further at the sight. He had seen Naruto shirtless many times before, but this was an entirely different situation, one where he could actually look at the sculpted abdominal muscles that now quivered slightly under his gaze. He could allow his eyes to run across to pink nipples that were hardening quickly from the chill of the night air and the apparent arousal that seemed to radiate from Naruto’s very being. And he could marvel at the trail of fine, blonde hair that led from Naruto’s naval down to places that were hidden by glaringly bright pants. The skin was smooth, nearly flawless, save for a few light scars, and tinted the color of honey and Sasuke would swear on his life that at that moment it was the second most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life, because even now, nothing could ever compare to a certain pair of azure eyes.

"Gods, Naruto-" Sasuke breathed out, but he didn’t even attempt to finish his own sentence as he quickly leaned over and latched his mouth onto a nipple, causing Naruto to cry out above him, and hands to come up to grip tightly at his hair. He ran his tongue lightly over the hardened nub, before sinking his teeth into the sensitive flesh, causing Naruto to let out a hiss and the hands in his hair to tighten. He lifted his hand to run his fingers over the other nub that was not currently occupying his mouth and he rolled it gently between his thumb and forefinger even as he sucked harshly on the other one.

"Nghh, Sasuke, please...don’t stop." Hearing the blonde’s desperate plea and more then happy to oblige, he sank slowly to his knees, his mouth descending along with him as he ran his tongue down the middle of Naruto’s stomach, to circle lazily around his navel, before dipping in teasingly, earning another cry from above him. He was now eye level with Naruto’s crotch and the thought crossed his mind of what type of reaction it would earn from the dobe if he used his teeth to pull down the zipper to Naruto’s orange pants, but after some consideration of the fact that he had never done anything like that before and there was a chance of causing a feeling that was not so pleasant if he screwed up, he decided against it. After all, he could always try it some other time.

He let out a calming breath, trying to steady his nerves, as he raised a hand and began to pull down the zipper to Naruto’s pants in an agonizingly slow manner. He felt Naruto stiffen, but he merely ran his hand lightly over Naruto’s stomach in a comforting manner, causing the blonde to relax once more. Naruto liked to pretend that he was a badass and ready for anything, but when it really came down to it, he was just as nervous as Sasuke was. Once the pants were unzipped and unbuttoned, Sasuke began the task of sliding them slowly over Naruto’s curved hips, giving him plenty of time to object if he wanted, though both knew that he wouldn’t. They slipped down his tanned legs and Naruto moved to step out of them, until finally he was left standing in only his boxers. Sasuke did not give the blonde a chance to think as he hooked his fingers in the band of Naruto’s underwear and pulled them down as well, exposing Naruto’s fully hardened cock to the night air and wrenching a startled yet relieved gasp from the shinobi above him. Sasuke leaned back to sit on his heels and even as he felt Naruto’s eye bore into his from above, he let his own eyes run over the cock that stood erect right in front of him. It was wider than his own, but not quite as long, and it curved slightly as it stood at full attention. It was a shade darker then the rest of Naruto’s skin and the base was nestled in a patch of curling blonde hair that Sasuke had the urge to tangle his fingers through. His eyes caught on the glistening drop of moisture that was gathering on the bulbous head, and unconsciously Sasuke ran the tip of his thumb over the slit, smearing the substance across his finger before bringing his thumb to his own mouth for a taste of something that was purely Naruto. He groaned around the digit simultaneously as he heard a sharp intake of breath above him. His head shot upwards, his thumb still in his mouth, as his eyes locked with those blue ones that he loved so much. Those eyes were half lidded and clouded with lust, and a rosy color had spread itself beautifully over the blonde’s whiskered cheeks as he gasped for air.

 "Fuck, Sasuke, you’re so hot." Naruto growled, his hips unconsciously jutting forward and Sasuke felt the tip of Naruto’s dick brush against his lips. Sasuke released his thumb, a smirk spreading across his lips as his tongue peeked out to swipe lazily across the head of Naruto’s cock. His eyes never breaking the contact they held.

Naruto’s back arched almost instantly at the contact, his head falling back and his knees buckling under the sensation. Sasuke had to snake an arm around the blonde’s waist to keep him from falling to the ground, as Naruto let out a whimper, Sasuke’s name falling deliciously from his lips.

“So responsive, Na-ru-to.” Sasuke drawled as he watched the expressions that danced along that beautiful face. For a moment that familiar glare was placed back on Naruto’s face as his lower lip pouted slightly at the tease.

“Switch places with me, bastard, and let’s see how will you do.” Naruto snapped, even as his cock brushed slightly against Sasuke’s up-tilted chin.

“No, I don’t think I’m done with you yet.” Sasuke told him in a low voice, though he knew that if he were currently in Naruto’s position he would have already been on his knees. “Besides, I like those sounds you make, dobe. Especially if you’re making them because of me.” and with that he reached forward and ran the tip of his index finger lightly over the vein on the underside of Naruto’s cock before leaning in and letting his tongue travel along the same path, leaving a wet trail in it’s wake and causing Naruto to let go of any annoyance he might have had and release a feral moan as his hands shot to grip tightly at Sasuke’s hair once more. Naruto lightly tried to push Sasuke’s head closer to the place where it needed to be, but Sasuke held out and instead closed his fist loosely around the base of Naruto’s erection, feeling the hair tickle the side of his hand and making him release his own quite moan at the feel of Naruto in his hand, warm and heavy.

“Fuck, Sasuke, please stop teas-” But Naruto’s plea was cut off as Sasuke lost his patience as well and wrapped his lips around the head of Naruto’s cock, sucking lightly and letting his black eyes slide closed at the feel and taste of Naruto in his mouth. “Oh Gods, Sasuke!” Naruto cried out loudly, and Sasuke had to tighten his grip around the blonde’s waist to keep him from crashing to the ground. Even as one hand gripped almost painfully tight in his hair, another one drifted down to lovingly caress his cheek as Sasuke slid his mouth further over Naruto, before drawing back slowly, his cheeks hollowing in a tight suction, before sinking back down as far as he dared to. He wasn’t sure if he was actually doing it right, after all he had never done anything like this before, but if Naruto’s moans were anything to go by he would say that he was actually doing a damn good job.

“Shit, s’good” Naruto hissed out as Sasuke gave a particularly hard suck, letting his tongue roll over the velvety flesh currently occupying his mouth. “You want to know what I’m think about right now, Sasuke?” Naruto got out through gasps for air as that naturally talented mouth began to sink on him once more.

“Hmm?” Sasuke hummed around the flesh currently occupying his mouth, causing Naruto to let out a high pitched wail as the vibrations shot through his cock.   

“I-I’m thinking about…h-how pretty you look with your lips wrapped around my cock.” Naruto gasped, his hips picking up a rhythm of shallow thrusts, as Sasuke watched Naruto practically fuck his mouth from above. Sasuke groaned once more around Naruto as the hand that was wrapped around Naruto’s cock traveled down to lightly cup and roll the blonde’s balls, his other hand moved to the front of his own trousers as he tried to relieve some of the the pressure that was building almost painfully there by rubbing himself almost roughly through the fabric.

The sight was quickly becoming too much for Naruto as he fought to keep his thrusts shallow as not to choke his pale skinned love. “Close-Sasuke, so close-” Naruto managed to get out in warning, but Sasuke paid him no mind, as he drew back until only the head was still in his mouth and lightly scrapped his teeth along the slit.

That was enough for Naruto.

Sasuke felt Naruto’s balls tighten in his hand and he looked up to see Naruto’s back bow and his mouth fall open in a silent scream as he came inside that moist cavern. Sasuke didn’t even attempt to remove his mouth as he felt Naruto climax. Instead he opted to feel Naruto’s essence run thick and hot down his throat as he tried to swallow everything the blonde had to offer him.

Naruto went limp in his arms as he finished riding out his climax and Sasuke slowly lowered him to the ground this time, crawling over the body that was now sprawled and panting on the forest floor. Sasuke rested his body weight on his arms as he looked down into the face of the man that had simultaneously completely destroyed and rebuilt him. Naruto was still gasping for air as he slowly opened his bright blue eyes and reached a shaking hand up to stroke lovingly at Sasuke’s face before beckoning him down for a kiss, which Sasuke gladly granted, and if Naruto disliked the way that he tasted on Sasuke’s tongue, he gave no indication of it.

“You still have your clothes on.” Naruto whispered between them as the kiss finally broke. Despite everything that had just happened, Sasuke felt a blush rise on his cheeks at Naruto’s words.

“Don’t worry about it. We don’t have-”

“Don’t be an idiot, Sasuke. I asked you to make love to me, and even though you’ve done a hell of a job so far, we’re not done yet.” Naruto stated resolutely, a smile spreading across his lips and Sasuke felt a thrill of excitement run through him. “Besides…” The Jinchuuriki began, and suddenly Sasuke felt a hand close over his own clothed erection. “You’re as hard as a rock.” and then those hands were working to undo his own pants and Sasuke couldn’t help but tremble slightly. Naruto stopped in his actions to look Sasuke directly in the eye before leaning up to place a light kiss on his forehead. Then Naruto continued once more, sliding his pants and boxers as far as they could go in the position he was in, exposing his ass to the cool night air.

“Baby, could you help me out a little here by taking off your shirt?” Naruto asked with a raised eyebrow. Sasuke scowled at the use of pet name, but raised up and removed his shirt nevertheless, kicking his pants off at the same time. Now with them both fully naked, Sasuke once again lowered his body to rest against Naruto’s and they both let out a hiss at the skin to skin contact, their cocks brushing together and Naruto already beginning to harden once more. Naruto pushed Sasuke back slightly as he let his eyes wander over that pale naked flesh.

“Fuck” He breathed out when his eyes trailed over that pale cock, and Sasuke’s entire body turned an intense shade of red.

“Don’t stare, Naruto.” Sasuke almost pleaded as Naruto continued to look hungrily over his body, but the blonde merely raised a hand and smacked it lightly across Sasuke’s firm ass before kneading it in his palm.

“Gods, Sasuke, so sexy. So fucking perfect.” Naruto groaned out before falling back once more and raising his legs to wrap tightly around Sasuke’s waist, their cocks rubbing together to create an almost agonizingly good friction. Sasuke suddenly felt his hand being grasped in a tanned one as his fingers were brought to Naruto’s lips. He let out a whimper that he would have been embarrassed about any other time as Naruto drew three of his fingers into his warm mouth, his tongue running up and down them, and flicking lightly against the pads.  

When Naruto deemed them wet enough, he withdrew them from his mouth and let his head fall back as his eyes slipped closed. “Please…” He whispered to Sasuke and Sasuke knew what he must have been asking for. He gulped for air as he slid his now wet fingers down that tanned stomach and past Naruto’s now jutting cock until he felt them trail along the puckered entrance of Uzumaki Naruto. He circled it gently trying to regain his wits as Naruto gasped from the sensation. And then, taking one more deep breath, he slipped one finger past that tight ring of muscle. He broke out into a heavy sweat at the sight of Naruto’s hands clenching at the dirt under his fingernails and the feel of Naruto’s contracting muscles around his finger. He slipped the digit in the rest of the way slowly, caressing the skin of Naruto’s most intimate area and imagining what it might feel like around his cock. He looked for any sign of discomfort on Naruto’s face as he began to work the finger in and out of the tight passage, preparing his lover what was going to come next.

Naruto did not open his eyes, but he relaxed around the finger and after a few moments he let out a whispered “another…” Sasuke drew the first finger out and this time when he slipped it back in it was accompanied by a second one. Sasuke felt Naruto tense and he leaned down to place a loving kiss on the blonde’s stomach, coaxing him to relax. He began to scissor his fingers looking down to watch in fascination as the passage stretched around his fingers, and then looking up at Naruto’s face for any further signs of discomfort.

“Am I hurting you?” Sasuke asked quietly even as his fingers continued to stretch and prepare Naruto.

Naruto opened his eyes slowly and a weak but genuine smile stretched across his face. “You could never hurt me this way, Sasuke.” Naruto assured him and Sasuke felt a rare smile come to his own face as he leaned down to place a kiss on Naruto’s panting lips. He continued to pump his fingers in out of Naruto’s entrance and when he hooked his fingers he felt them brush against a patch of skin that was a different texture than the rest. He rubbed his fingers across it again and this time Naruto let out a high pitched wail at the act, his back arching as drops of precome began to gather once more at the tip of his erection. Taking the hint, Sasuke began to thrust his fingers into that particular place, hearing Naruto cry out in broken ecstasy each time he did, until finally Naruto abruptly reached down and closed his hand over Sasuke’s wrist halting his movements.

“No more, Sasuke, I want you.” Naruto demanded desperately, his legs spreading wider in invitation. And Sasuke saw every dream and every fantasy come to life at that very moment, Sasuke withdrew his fingers from Naruto’s body and began to spit quickly into his hand, rubbing what lubricant it made over his throbbing cock. He slipped swiftly in between Naruto’s legs, and gave him a light peck on the nose before grabbing Naruto’s slim legs and hiking them over his shoulders. And in that split second he made eye contact with Naruto as he felt that tight heat envelop the head of his cock. He paused for a second as he felt Naruto tense up once more, and as he waited he ran his hands through that silky blonde hair, hoping that in their connected eyes he could convey just what Naruto did to him.

 With a small nod from Naruto he began to slip further inside, until finally he felt his balls brush against Naruto’s ass. He paused their once more, trying to catch his breath as he rubbed gently at Naruto’s thighs, kneading them to relax the tense muscles there.

“I-I’ve never-” He tried to get out, but he was cut off by a trembling kiss from Naruto.

“Me neither.” Naruto confirmed with a shake of his blonde head and Sasuke watched as tears came to those blue eyes and began to slip down whiskered cheeks. He leaned forward to brush them away with his lips even as he felt tears that he refused to let fall sting at the corner of his eyes. “I’ve wanted this for so long. Wanted you for so long. That’s why I fought so hard to get you back, because I knew that nothing would ever be important to me again if I couldn’t have this.” Naruto told him in a trembling voice as he raised his arms up from the ground to wrap around Sasuke’s neck.

“Well, you have me now.” And when they were as close as humanly possible he could finally admit that to him aloud, he could finally tell Naruto that he was the only one that he would ever allow himself to belong to.

“Good.” Naruto managed with a wide smile, before shifting his hips and making Sasuke gasp. “Now move.” He ordered and that was all it took before Sasuke was pulling back and plunging back into that beautiful heat.

“Fuck Naruto, you feel so perfect, so tight.” He ground out through gentle and slow thrusts as Naruto writhed beneath him, his arms tightening around Sasuke’s neck as his mouth hung open, gasping for air.

They fell into a gentle rhythm as Sasuke tried to fulfill Naruto’s wish of being made love to, and he felt the blonde tighten even further around him as he brushed against that spot inside him once more. He was just about to quicken the pace when he felt Naruto’s hands slide from around his neck to grasp firmly at his ass, halting his movements.

“Sasuke?” Naruto managed to get out, and Sasuke had to fight to keep from thrusting into the Adonis below him once more.

“Yes, Naruto?” He panted, wanting to know why he had been so suddenly stopped. Blue eyes locked firmly on him and he felt himself  become trapped in that gaze.

“Do you love me?” Naruto suddenly whispered, the desperation for confirmation obvious in his voice. Sasuke felt his heart stop at the blonde’s words. If he answered this question there was no turning back, there was no denying it later on. “Please, please, Sasuke, tell me?” Naruto pleaded when he took in Sasuke’s silence, his eyes filling with worry and the fear of rejection.

And though he felt the irrational fear running cold through his veins, he cold not deny the tight heat that was wrapped so firmly around him, or the blue eyes that looked into his with such love and such worry. So finally, letting go of everything that had been holding him back for so long, he slowly nodded his head. “yes, I love you, Naruto, more than anything.” He whispered quietly, and he watched in fascination as the biggest grin ever saw spread across his lover’s face as hands came into his hair and he was pulled down into a kiss. And within seconds those hands were tightening on his scalp and yanking his head slightly back, a feral growl emitting from the blonde he was buried inside.

“Now, Sasuke, now I want you to fuck me.” Naruto hissed out, his eyes holding no sense of doubt. Sasuke’s eyebrows rose at the demand, but with one look at his lovers face, he let out a growl of his own, and within seconds he pulled out of the blonde and flipped him over, forcing his head down and hauling his ass back into the air as he pounded back inside. Naruto let out a delighted scream as Sasuke immediately rammed himself into his prostate. This time when Sasuke started a rhythm it was demanding and rough, but the love that he felt was still conveyed in the tight grip he held on the blonde’s hips and the unforgiving thrusts as he pounded into that ass.

“Is this what you want, Naruto?” He gritted out as he rammed himself in over and over again.

“yes, gods yes! Fuck me!” Naruto wailed, as his nails dug into the ground below him and his face rubbed against the dirt, tears of ecstasy rolling down his cheeks. Suddenly Naruto was pulled roughly back until he was sitting on the Uchiha’s lap, Sasuke’s cock still pounding into him. He felt Sasuke’s teeth latch onto his neck and he let out a whimper as a finger come up to tug harshly at his nipple. Sasuke pulled back until his lips were resting against the shell of Naruto’s ear, and even as his thrust came hard and fast, his voice quivered in lust. “You are everything.” Sasuke breathed and Naruto shuddered once more. “And everything you are belongs to me. Your eyes.” Sasuke trailed his fingers lightly across the lids of Naruto’s now closed eyes, his thrusts never stopping as he continued downward. “You lips.”  his fingers now traced the blonde’s lips and he hissed when Naruto sunk his teeth into them. “Your heart” Sasuke trailed his hand passed the blonde’s neck to rest in the middle of Naruto’s chest, feeling the shinobi’s heart beat frantically against his palm. “And…”

Naruto grabbed his hand and brought it down to wrap around his cock, this time speaking for himself. “And my cock is yours as well. If you want, no one will ever touch it but you, it only belongs to you.” Naruto cried out when Sasuke’s hand tightened around his weeping dick and began to pump in time with Sasuke’s frantic thrusts.

Sasuke let out a growl against Naruto’s ear. “Damn right.” He bit down sharply, and with that Naruto was coming against his pumping hand and all over his own stomach, a scream of Sasuke’s name ripping itself from his pink lips.

Feeling the blonde tighten around him and the come hitting his hand was enough to set Sasuke off as well. With a few more thrusts and a low moan he came deep inside his lover.

As he rode out his orgasm he mindlessly turned Naruto’s face to his, their lips connecting in a sloppy kiss, until finally he slumped against Naruto, exhaustion taking over. With a groan from Naruto he slid himself from that warm body, and gently led them both on the ground, before pulling the blonde tightly against him.

Naruto turned over slowly in his arms until they were facing each other, a lazily and content smile on his face. He brushed one of Sasuke’s bangs out of his eyes as he leaned his sweaty forehead against Sasuke’s”

“That was incredible.” He mused, his speech slurring slightly as his eyes drifted closed from exhaustion. Sasuke could only nod against him as he tightened his grip on the blonde’s waist.

“Oh, and by the way, I love you too, teme.”