[COMPLETED Fic] "Itachi x Naruto" I'm Not The Man You Love
Title: I'm Not The Man You Love
Series: Naruto
Pairing: Itachi x Naruto, slight Sasuke x Naruto
Rating: NOT WORK-SAFE
Summary: ItachiNaruto smut. A bit of SasuNaru angst at the end. Whoop.
WARNING: IF NON-CONSENSUAL SEX OFFENDS YOU IN ANY WAY, DO NOT READ. THERE IS HARDCORE SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS AND NOT ALL OF IT IS COMPLETELY COMPLIANT.
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Naruto stared at a blank, neutrally colored wall in his apartment, the only thing actually adorning the dull wall being harsh cracks in the plaster. The paint on said wall was chipped and flaking, reminding Naruto almost of a snowfall on a cold, winter’s day in December. Although it wasn’t as peaceful. Not as beautiful, not as lustrous. Not as poetic. Not as anticipated.
So alike in one perspective, yet so different in most perspectives.
And somehow Naruto felt himself staring at this wall-just this one, this particular one. None of the other ones suited him as much as this one. He watched with a monotonous expression on his face as large and small paper thin pieces of paint drifted to the floor. It was so silent one could likely hear those chips descending down to the cold wooden floor.
Naruto laughed darkly, no smile, a seemingly possessed expression adorning his face. It dawned on him, something that only he, in his insane state, could come to the conclusion of-that he and said wall were so, so similar.
That the wall wore masks, layers and layers of paint applied on it. The wall that was slowly breaking, the wall that was the one that stood out the most. The one that was all alone with nothing else.
Uzumaki Naruto, the monster. The one with fake grins, fake laughs, smiles, glares. The one with a fake life. And he was slowly breaking. Slowly being broken down into millions of little pieces.
Like a wall, he was insignificant. Just there for people to use and abuse, decorate and turn into a pretty little area. In Naruto’s case, a pretty little doll.
He was only kept around because he was a strong ninja-he knew there was nothing else to it. He was a tool to this town, Konohagure of Fire Country. He would never be something significant like the Hokage-he had accepted that and recovered from that phase long ago.
Oh, but Naruto knew what it felt like to be used by an actual person as well-he knew all too damned well.
When Uchiha Sasuke had left, Naruto had been the one that people blamed. Naruto had been the one that the stress and anger, the anger the Uchiha’s betrayal had erupted, had been taken out on. And none other than Uchiha Itachi himself, the prissy-bitch bastard’s object of murderous desire-the cause, even-was one of the men that enjoyed using the fox quite frequently.
The blonde felt prickling, icy tremors caress his body softly as he remembered-the feeling of being sucked, bitten, used, abused, humiliated, pleasured, bound, and fucked. The sound of the moans, the screams, the pleas. The everything…
…Naruto’s eyes opened slowly, taking in the darkness that his opened eyes welcomed, a painful monotonous ringing blaring through his ears. He shook lightly on the large, icy slate he was lying upon, goose-bumps having already formed on his bare, tanned skin.
Nothing but about five, cylinder-shaped, crimson coloured candles were illuminating the dark room. The candles were odorless. A small, ruddy, black-gray side table was placed to his right and left side, one crimson coloured church candle lit on each one, each sitting dutifully in the shining metal holder it had been placed upon. A drawer with an intricately sculpted silver handle was part of each side table, the contents of said drawers unknown to the bound teen.
He felt leather straps bound around his wrists, the fingers on his two hands interlaced due to the tightness of the binds on his wrists (there was no other way to keep his hands in a comfortable position unless he interlaced said fingers). They were being held above his head.
Leather straps also adorned his mid thighs, spreading his legs open in an enticing manner, skin-hugging metal shackles pinning his ankles down to the smooth, sleek slate.
The blonde squirmed lightly, attempting to break the binds that were now clearly not going to give way anytime soon. He gasped breathily in shock when he felt something large, thick, sleek, and deep inside of him caress his prostate when he twisted his hips. His passage was burning, the feeling of acid eating away at the flesh in his most forbidden area causing him to tremble a little more. Naruto’s tight, virgin ass had clearly not been prepared in any form or way for the intrusion of the toy in it.
What the hell-?!
There was something that clung tightly to his throat (though not enough to suffocate him), the feeling of leather also plastered around that object. A jagged edge pricked the delicate skin of Naruto’s firm upper arm when he cocked his head to the side, the sound of a heavy chain being dragged across hard rock sounding whenever he did so.
“So you’re awake.”
Naruto’s clothed eyes widened. He knew that voice… no… “Uchiha Itachi,” he breathed, his voice nearly inaudible. Immediately his senses heightened further when he heard the soft tapping the Uchiha’s feet made as said man stepped closer to the bound fox, panic licking his insides in warning. What am I doing here?
“You are here because I brought you here, Naruto-kun,” the man said calmly, clearly understanding what the fox was thinking. “I have a need of your assistance that has nothing to do with the Akatsuki-and you will be lending me your services due to the fact you have no say in the matter.”
Naruto attempted to calm his slowly breaking breathing pattern. Calm… calm… come on, you have to stay calm… “Wh-what are you…?”
“You’re mine.” The heated breath of the Uchiha was now right against Naruto’s right ear, earning a shocked and frightened gasp from the teen, the loss of the hot breath leaving goose bumps on the delicate tissue.
Itachi crawled over top of Naruto, his legs settled in between the blonde’s spread ones, his arms on either side of his head. He arched his equally bare stomach, shivering when he felt the burn of the Kyuubi’s seal hit his navel, his head thrown back and his butt arched in the air sexily. He allowed his head to drop down so he was staring at the blonde below him, his long, lustrous, midnight hair tickling Naruto’s face lightly.
Naruto took in a hitched shock of air when he felt part of the other man’s navel lightly brush his, not flinching when he felt long strands of silky locks barely flutter along his face.
The Missing-Ninja brought his head down completely, arching his back and butt so that his chest was digging into Naruto’s, his face breathing heavily and hotly on the juncture of Naruto’s throat. He inhaled deeply, yet silently, licking his lips seductively and hungrily when he smelt the teen-he smelt simply delicious. Like cinnamon, brown sugar, and honey; sweet and spicy.
Naruto felt his penis coming to life just from the man’s actions-and the blonde wasn’t even able to see these actions and he was getting an erection from it. The scent of the man overtop of him was powerful. He smelt of blood, roses, and pure danger. It was addictive. Like a drug.
The kitsune gasped in surprise, a dark tremor quickly running from his head to his toes when he felt the object in his anus being pumped in and out of him at a slow pace. The unprepared opening burned like a solution of fire and acid raging ever so forcefully just from the small movement, causing Naruto to attempt to stifle a whimper, biting his lip down hard to keep from whining. It felt like he was being fucked with a spiked knife, the knife spinning, the spikes shredding his insides violently, ripping at his very core. His passage squeezed tightly on instinct in an attempt to get the intruding object out.
Itachi leaned forward to ghost his soft lips over top of Naruto’s smooth skin, breathing darkly, allowing Naruto to get a stronger dose of Itachi. He snaked his tongue to the teen’s left ear, painting intricate, unseen patterns with his saliva, his feathery movements causing Naruto to shiver.
The object was twisted around in circles while it moved in and out of him, ramming against a certain soft pad of nerves, causing the blonde choke out a heavy moan as the pain began subsiding, the feeling of his empty core being filled-being filled with this, even-making the kitsune’s eyes nearly weep further from the new sensation.
He arched his back as to get the toy deeper into him and hopefully gain more leverage, his cock now completely hardened. This was completely new-Naruto was an utter virgin.
“Nnn… ah… ahn… ha… FUCK…”
Itachi, while continuing the slow pace in fucking the blonde with the dildo, moved his face overtop the other’s, now practically eating Naruto’s mouth, earning a hitched and muffled gasp from the other. When Itachi felt Naruto’s mouth open, he immediately snaked his tongue inside the other’s wet cavern, licking around sensually everything he could possibly get, moaning at the delicious taste.
“Mm… mmmnnnn… NNN… MMM!!!” Naruto was beginning to slam himself down on the dildo, attempting to make the pace faster, panting like a bitch in heat in Itachi’s mouth. He was at the point where if Itachi didn’t quicken the pace he would start begging.
Itachi growled possessively when he felt Naruto fuck himself on the toy. “Mmm, what is it that you want, whore?” he hissed, kissing Naruto’s lips lightly before licking down the teen’s body, sucking on the crotch line, though not actually touching the area. “Does the little whore want a fuck…?”
“Oh, gods, YES!” Naruto screamed, arching his back again. “Please… faster… harder… Nn, fuck, you’re going too slowly…!”
Itachi was licking around the circle of flesh where his penis joined the rest of the body, still not touching the member. “Tell me what to do… or I won’t do anything…” Itachi breathed seductively, moving up over Naruto’s member and panting on the head. “And I mean everything…”
Naruto nearly screamed when the toy suddenly stopped fucking him and when the hot breath had left his cock. “Oh, gods… anything…”
The Uchiha smirked. “Tell me exactly everything…” He was being a tease-a total, utter tease. It was entirely cruel, but such was his nature. He was cruel in everything he did-sex was no exception.
He crawled back up the other teen’s body in the same seductive fashion from earlier; ass flung in the air, navel pressed against Naruto’s, legs in between the Kitsune’s. He curled his fingers around the back of the blonde’s head, making sure to look seductive and sexy all the while when he did these things, ripping the blindfold off of the teen.
Naruto shivered when he gazed into those lust-rich crimson eyes. “It-Itachi…”
“Tell me, Naruto-kun. This is the only time you will ever be able to give me orders and live.”
Itachi’s words made Naruto shiver again. “P-Please… suck me…”
“Suck what, Naruto-kun?” Itachi smirked at him, his usual cool demeanor long lost-his mischievousness was dripping from his tone and carved in his eyes.
“M-my… my…”
“Your what?”
“My cock, dammit! Suck my cock!”
“Good boy…” A dark, brazen smirk morphed onto Itachi’s face. “But I think I’ll need some instructions…” He stuck his tongue out of his mouth, waiting patiently for his instructions like an obedient, yet mischievous puppy.
Naruto’s lust hazed eyes were barely open, his pupils dilated violently, his eyes a bloody red from the Kyuubi, his body visibly quivering from the new sensations. During the time this had happened [though Naruto hadn’t even noticed until he felt a significant pain when he bit down on his lip] Kyuubi had decided to take the time to appear for a bit, the demon having been aroused by the event. Naruto’s nails had extended to claws, his canines to fangs, his eye site, his scent, and his hearing heightened, the whisker-esque marks on his cheeks having amplified significantly. The tattooed-seal on his tight navel was glowing and burning vigorously.
He emit a breathy whine when the dildo stopped moving inside of him, the iota of sense left in him wondering why there was no hot breath against his cock. He lightly lifted his head to peer down until his neck ached so much that he could no longer lean his head further. What he saw shocked him in his dazed state-kneeling there was Uchiha, Itachi, gazing at him patiently, waiting for something. “Wh-what…?”
“Well, I told you I needed instructions, didn’t I…?” he breathed slyly, causing Naruto’s eyes to widen to their almost normal size for a slight second, seeing as his eyes were slit.
“Y-you don’t mean…”
“Oh, that’s exactly what I mean, Naruto-kun.” A pink tongue snaked out from between his lips, lapping at his lips seductively, coating the rose lips until it looked almost as if he had applied lip gloss. “Now, teach my mouth how to fuck your cock.”
Naruto shuddered at the dirty words escaping the pristine Uchiha’s mouth. He swallowed his pride completely, the slit of his lustful erection crying pearl coloured cum. “L-lean your head down… take the head into your m-mouth…” The entire time he watched the Uchiha, the Sharingan eyes tormenting him while he did the instructed actions. “Suck…”
Itachi did so like the ‘good’ little weasel he was… of course, said ‘good’ little weasel was not unexaggerated for nothing.
“Move up and d-down…” Naruto panted out, eyes widening again when he felt the sucking stop, instead simply feeling Itachi bob his head up and down on Naruto’s cock painstakingly slow, taking every area of the hard, thick flesh into his mouth until his lips touched his testicles.
This time Naruto had to swallow his pride even further down than it already had been sent down-he suddenly came to the realization that his pride would most likely be completely wiped out by the end of this session. “S-suck while you move… a-and move faster…” he choked out, whining with pleasure as Itachi did as instructed. “F-fuck, Itachi, you suck so good… uhn… nnnnn…”
“You taste so good… Uchihas don’t usually like sweets, but you’re an exception…” Itachi breathed, panting over the tip of Naruto’s cock. “Come on, Naruto-kun… I need more instructions…”
“K-keep sucking and moving up and down… a-and… run your t-tongue along the bottom while you do t-that…” Naruto gulped as Itachi sucked, moved, and licking the underside of his penis like a lollipop. “Nnnn… ahnnn… oh, yeah! Ahn, fuck…” He made an odd whining noise from the pleasure. “Your t-tongue… move it more…”
Itachi stopped all other movement on Naruto’s penis, simply sliding and twisting his tongue all over Naruto’s engorged flesh.
The poor kitsune was crying lightly from frustration and from the sensations as well. “Please… oh, gods, Itachi, please… I’m begging you…”
“Begging me to do what though, Naruto-kun?” Itachi whispered, barely taking any of Naruto’s nine-inch penis from his mouth, earning a pretty little shudder from the teen at his mercy.
“P-please… move… on your… own… I can’t-AHN, HOLY FUCK!” Naruto whimpered, the sentence slowly melting into a shocking scream as the Uchiha did as Naruto asked, giving him a blow job to his own accord.
Itachi’s cheeks hollowed deeply as he sucked with all the force and power that he had, allowing his teeth to nip and drag along the teen’s dripping, saliva-coated cock. His tongue lapped up and down the manhood like a child licking their ice cream. “Do you wanna know what you taste like, Naruto-kun?” he whispered seductively, his lips pursed over top of Naruto’s shivering cock.
Naruto was in too much of a lusty-haze to answer the man. “P-please… make me… make me cum…” he whimpered out, wishing he could just thrust his hips up into the man’s welcoming mouth.
Itachi raised an eyebrow accusingly, wearing an amused expression on his visage. “But, Naruto-kun… we haven’t even gotten to the good part…” He snickered faintly. “And I still have much more in store for you.”
Naruto, in his lust-induced state, couldn’t even protest as the Uchiha flipped dog-style overtop of Naruto, a thick, pulsing erection a mere few inches from his mouth. The Uchiha’s ass was still thrust in the air, the pose remaining the same as the first few times the Uchiha had done it-just his body angle had rotated.
“Suck,” Itachi hissed out.
Before Naruto could even protest (not that he would have been able to in the first place), a hard, pulsing, thick erection was forced into his mouth. He immediately began gagging, having not expected this in any way, a yelp pushing its way up through his vocal cords, the vibration simply adding more pleasure racking through Itachi’s body. Itachi purred around Naruto’s thick length, the thick noise adding a tense trembling throughout Naruto’s entire erection. Oh god. He’d never felt anything this intense in his life. Let alone, he’d never tried to take another man’s endowment into his mouth, either.
Naruto felt the other’s man’s perspiration being smothered amongst his own, creating a slick mixture of heat-but it didn’t disgust him at all, to his shock. Rather, it made him even hotter, mentally and physically. The sexy, lithe figure of the elder Uchiha male was resting heavily upon Naruto’s own, making their flesh stick together, their perspiration acting as a wet bond between the two bodies.
Things were proceeding much more successfully than Itachi had anticipated-at all. Itachi had at least suspected a little bit of fight out of the normally hyperactive blond, the one who would do the opposite of what someone asked him to do for the sake of defying them. The little slut. It was going to be so easy to get the wanton little fox to agree to let him fuck his ass.
“I…Itachi…” Naruto moaned out, though the sound was muffled as the Uchiha’s thick cock was still placated in his now open mouth.
Itachi slowly slid up Naruto’s cock-tantalizingly slow-before tilting his torso slightly so that more of his weight rested on the left side, allowing his head to turn to the right, looking back ever-so-slightly to gaze seductively at Naruto, the tip of the other man’s dripping endowment just barely brushed against the corner of his lips. “Yes, Naruto-kun…?”
Naruto took a deep, shaky breath, a dazed expression upon his face from all the overwhelming pleasure. This was all too much. It was too hot. Too burning. Too needy. Not enough. “I…I…p-please…”
Pre-cum was dripping down Itachi’s lips from his mouth. The eldest Uchiha allowed the thick liquid to drip languidly from his lip. It wasn’t sliding down his chin like it probably should have been-it was as if Itachi had spit slightly to make the liquid string down in a few thick lines from his lips down to a little past his chin. It was the sexiest thing Naruto had ever seen in his life.
“Do it…do it to me…” he managed to breathe out heavily. He hadn’t been this out of breath in so long, if ever this much. He’d also never wanted to scream in frustration so much in his life, but he didn’t have any excess breath to waste.
“Do what, Naruto-kun?” Itachi drawled. “I want to hear you say it. Do you have any idea, Naruto-kun, how seductive it is in my eyes…?” Itachi slowly, almost like a prowling cheetah, curved his body to allow his torso to rest against Naruto’s lower abdomen, the rest of his body spread as he kneeled on the small amount of unoccupied stone.
Naruto took a few steady breaths. He wasn’t sure if he could do this. But he knew that the sooner he did this the sooner he could cum and the sooner he could get the hell out of here. “Fuck me,” he breathed out sexily. Naruto could do some seduction of his own. He was determined to do this. He was humiliated enough as it was to have become Itachi’s bitch so quickly, so he’d have his fun. “I need you…badly…” While he said this he raised his hips in a manor that allowed Itachi to see exactly what he was missing-and what he would be getting. “I want you to fuck me. No, I need you to fuck me…to pound me ‘til I have no more sense… I just need your cock in me. I want you so fucking badly you have no fucking idea! Fuck me, enter me hard, anything…”
Itachi snickered lightly. “How do I do this, though, Naruto-kun. I want to know…teach me.” Itachi knew what type of battle his little fox-bitch was trying to ensue, but he would not allow that to happen. He would break him down. He would make him what he wanted him to be. And he would not have it any other way.
“Y-you…should know, Itachi-sama…” Naruto nearly snapped back, getting very impatient and aggravated at the change and lack of touching. He needed friction, and as much as he hated to admit it, he did truly want the Uchiha in him.
“Oh, but, Naruto-kun…I need to know how to fuck you,” Itachi cooed. “I know how to fuck some others…where their sweet spots are…but you…you’re new. Brand new, unsoiled, a virgin, merely dirtied in any way by the demon that resides in you.” He licked his lips dryly. There was something hinted in his eyes. It was tantalizing him, enrapturing him, keeping him twisted farther and farther around the talented webs he was so caught up in.
“Y-you mean…you’ve used…o-othe-ers…” Naruto choked out, his dialogue yet again retarded by the Sharingan’s enrapturing gaze. His words earned him an amused smirk from Itachi. Naruto couldn’t breathe.
He couldn’t.
Fucking.
BREATHE.
A mere grand entrance and he was choking now, a deep pain throttled amongst nearly all of his body, Itachi’s body so much closer-deeper-into him than it had ever been. So much more intimately. Tears were kissing his cheeks, though there was no movement. He could feel the cracks in his flesh, like those of a thousand fresh, blood-clotted scars, the skin adorning them being stretched by the organ that makes a man a man.
His own organ was nearly flaccid now, as he began hyperventilating.
Itachi was thrusting slowly, almost sensually, grinding his hips in circular motions in Naruto’s anal passage.
That was when the seriousness of the situation really slapped Naruto in the face. He was having sex with his one-sided lover’s older brother. He…he…
“NO!!!”
Itachi’s body was molded on top of Naruto’s, the two forms fitting together so nicely it looked as though the Gods had created the two from the same beginning mold, like pieces of a puzzle. He was enveloping the blonde. Totally owning him, branding his mind, branding him like an item to be bought and sold.
After a few minutes of the slow, sensual sex, soothing words that were actually calming him down, the gentle kisses placed upon his cheek and visage, and the feeling of guilt overwhelming him, pleasurable sensations began slowly waving creamily in his body.
“Uhhhhhgnnnn…” Naruto breathed. “Nnnnmmm…” It felt good. Really good. Beyond real.
“Is there something wrong, Naruto-kun?” Itachi purred into his ear, wholly feeling the younger man’s erect penis between their bodies and hearing the airy moans escaping his lips.
“E-everything…this is all…all…w-wrongnnnnnnnnnnnn…” Naruto breathed out, a low moan drawling out his last word.
“And what would be this world if romance was all right?” Itachi questioned. “So many forms of love are forbidden, rejected by society. But doesn’t that just excite you more? To know that you’re doing something forbidden. Something you may potentially be killed for doing?” His smooth hands were massaging Naruto’s swelling hips.
“Nnnnnnnn…h-ha-harder…” Naruto moaned out, wishing to avoid the other’s questioning as much as possible. “P-please…no more…I need it harder…”
“Is lovemaking not good enough for you?” Itachi purred again. The Uchiha was seriously turning into a cat in a certain pair of azure eyes. “You don’t like sex, lovemaking, do you? You like being a bitch…being fucked mercilessly…I’ll show you what it feels like. And I promise that you’ll love every second of it.” He was biting again. Biting at any available flesh on Naruto’s person, biting while he began a ruthless pace, slamming into the body beneath him.
“Ahhhh…AH! Ahnnn, holy sh-shit…” Naruto yelped out. “SHIT, that feels so…so…ahhhggnn…”
“So…?”
“So…good…”
A smirk was earned as well as a deeper, rougher, harder fucking.
“NNNNNNN!” Naruto screamed through his teeth. “Nnnn, Gods! Yeh…don’t…don’t you dare fucking st-stop! Ah…Ahhh…It feels so good…oh shit…fuck, yeah…nnn…”
It felt so strange. So strange having something inside an area that had never had such a feeling of fullness before, an area that had always been compacted and tight, an area that was an invisible entrance to the bare eye. But it was so good. That spot that Itachi kept hitting…over and over and over and over again. It was sending strange tingling feelings throughout his legs, his ass, his cock, hips…everywhere. It was so odd, but it was so fucking hot at the same time.
The bindings were digging in painfully tight into his skin, scraping the areas with their rough, fringed edges, but Naruto could’ve cared less, pressing the feeling into his subconscious, his mind more focused on slamming his own body down to meet Itachi’s thrusts, to make the Uchiha go as deep as possible into his body.
“You’re so fucking tight…God…” Itachi panted out, sweat coating his skin like a luminescent gloss, his hair fallen down into his face, creating a sort of gothic veil. “Nnn…” He grunted out his content, letting Naruto know he was pleased with him.
“AHN! SHIT! RIGHT…there…AUGH! AHHHH~! AH~! FUCK, YEAH! FUCK ME!!” Naruto screamed, stuck in his sexual high. “Oh my, God! OH MY, GOD! I’m going to…AHN!! I’m gonna cum…ah…ahnn…auughhh…I…It…ITACHI!” He reached his orgasm at an outstanding height, riding it out all the way as he subconsciously heard Itachi grunt out his name in pants as a warm liquid was spurt into him, giving him notification that Itachi had reached his climax almost right afterwards.
A few long minutes passed with the two panting, breathing heavily, letting their semen soak into each other, both parties unable to move from their excruciating orgasm. It was so hot. So incredibly hot. Sweat dripping hot.
Finally, leaving Naruto still bound, bleeding, wet, and covered in semen to the table, the eldest Uchiha slid out of the other man, entranced for a few moments in watching the blood and cum mixture drip down and out of his anal passage.
“Kakashi, Gaara, Sai, Neji, Kiba, and Sasuke weren’t nearly as satiating as you,” the crow lolled into his bitch’s ear.
Wha…? What does he mean…Kakashi-sensei, Gaara, Sai, Neji, Kiba, and…Sasuke…wait…NO! He was suddenly alert, the exertion that had been overwhelming him moments before pressed into the recesses of his body, bursts of strength from anger and realization thrusting themselves forward instead. “HOW DARE YOU TOUCH THEM!” Naruto screeched out, fighting against his bindings to no avail, his face scrunching in pain as his hole began to ache and blot his vision with pain.
Itachi’s still blood-crimson eyes were blaring at him. “You mean you never noticed something was wrong? Shame on you, Naruto-kun.”
Shivers and shakes were racking his entire body as blood and semen spurt from his ass and dribbled down his thighs and created a morbid pattern on the stone pedestal he lay on. Pictures of his friends were rushing through his head violently, like the foreplay before death, except he just wasn’t dying and there was no peace and calm.
But it all went black after that, after Uchiha Itachi had pressed his lips to his once more.
Naruto had awoken in Konoha’s Hospital, surrounded by all of friends, teachers, advisors. No.
He didn’t want to see them. They didn’t know what they were looking at, did they? They couldn’t.
“Naruto,” the stern voice that belonged to Tsunade and only Tsunade said albeit shakily. “Why did you let him touch you like that?”
Why did you let him touch you like that?
The room was spinning, a whirlpool-rush blurring his vision and scattering his hearing. “No…I…every…go…away…” he choked out.
Everyone was around him. It felt as though he was looking through a fishbowl, an animal who had just been drugged about to die.
He couldn’t look at Kakashi. He couldn’t look at Sai. Couldn’t look at Kiba. Neji. Gaara. Gaara was there?
Sasuke wasn’t there.
He was still in Otogakure.
And Naruto had not been able to pursue him since the incident with Itachi. Tsunade had made sure to confine Naruto to the village, not allowing him to step foot out in fear that the same elder Uchiha would get to him once more.
Naruto had not been able to explain to the first female Hokage that he had not even been on a mission when captured and had been captured in the confines of his own room.
But maybe Tsunade was just in denial?
“Naruto.”
He almost started at the sound of his name. That voice. “NO!” Naruto screamed, holding his head in his hands and cradling it between his legs, violent shakes racking his frame.
Itachi.
Sasuke.
Itachi.
Sasuke.
Itachi.
Sasuke!
“Go! Go away!” he cried out, his back collapsing backwards, causing him to use his arms for leverage and support. Although, his cries proved futile as the raven stepped over to him, his sandals clicking smoothly against the wooden floors.
“Naruto, it’s me,” the man soothed, kneeling down in front of the other, running his alabaster fingers through Naruto’s soft, velveteen, golden hair.
“I don’t want you to see me like this.” His world was spinning out of control.
“-Naruto-”
“-Sasuke-”
They both started at the same time.
“I killed him,” Sasuke whispered tenderly, stepping up to move closer to his blonde. His beautiful. His Naruto.
Naruto smiled sadly. “I’m not the person I was,” he whispered, his eyes filled with a strange brightness to them despite their glossiness and evident sadness. “You wouldn’t want me anymore.” You just don’t know me anymore.
You know me about just as much as my walls know colour.
Was it just him or did Sasuke’s presence seem to fill a thick gap wherever he was placed in the home?
There wasn’t enough room in this place for two. Sasuke was not meant to become another one of Naruto’s flaking walls, another face cut off and plastered invisibly onto one of his walls.
Sasuke leaned forward to kiss Naruto on the lips, his own barely caressing the other’s, his breath heating. But Naruto pulled away, the same indescribable expression set upon his face. His deep cerulean eyes were glazing into deep charcoal ones.
“You don’t want me.”
“I love you.”
“You don’t love me.”
“I do love you.”
“You don’t need me.”
“I do need you, Naruto.”
“Who you need is gone.”
All Sasuke does is snake his arms around the other, cradling him and enveloping him in love and warmth.
Another chip of paint just fell off of one of the walls.
Who you need is gone, I say.
Because what Sasuke doesn’t know, what nobody in Konohagakure knows and will never know, is that he loved every second of that sweet, deep, torture.
And I don’t regret it. Not one bit.
Another chunk fell as a teardrop slowly ran down Sasuke’s face, leaving angry red, glossy, grunged patterns in their wake.
Naruto was surprised that an entire wall of his apartment didn’t fall down in place of that small chunk of plaster. Because that’s sure as hell how it felt when he saw that simple rivulet run down his subtly cutthroat lover’s face.
Series: Naruto
Pairing: Itachi x Naruto, slight Sasuke x Naruto
Rating: NOT WORK-SAFE
Summary: ItachiNaruto smut. A bit of SasuNaru angst at the end. Whoop.
WARNING: IF NON-CONSENSUAL SEX OFFENDS YOU IN ANY WAY, DO NOT READ. THERE IS HARDCORE SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS AND NOT ALL OF IT IS COMPLETELY COMPLIANT.
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Naruto stared at a blank, neutrally colored wall in his apartment, the only thing actually adorning the dull wall being harsh cracks in the plaster. The paint on said wall was chipped and flaking, reminding Naruto almost of a snowfall on a cold, winter’s day in December. Although it wasn’t as peaceful. Not as beautiful, not as lustrous. Not as poetic. Not as anticipated.
So alike in one perspective, yet so different in most perspectives.
And somehow Naruto felt himself staring at this wall-just this one, this particular one. None of the other ones suited him as much as this one. He watched with a monotonous expression on his face as large and small paper thin pieces of paint drifted to the floor. It was so silent one could likely hear those chips descending down to the cold wooden floor.
Naruto laughed darkly, no smile, a seemingly possessed expression adorning his face. It dawned on him, something that only he, in his insane state, could come to the conclusion of-that he and said wall were so, so similar.
That the wall wore masks, layers and layers of paint applied on it. The wall that was slowly breaking, the wall that was the one that stood out the most. The one that was all alone with nothing else.
Uzumaki Naruto, the monster. The one with fake grins, fake laughs, smiles, glares. The one with a fake life. And he was slowly breaking. Slowly being broken down into millions of little pieces.
Like a wall, he was insignificant. Just there for people to use and abuse, decorate and turn into a pretty little area. In Naruto’s case, a pretty little doll.
He was only kept around because he was a strong ninja-he knew there was nothing else to it. He was a tool to this town, Konohagure of Fire Country. He would never be something significant like the Hokage-he had accepted that and recovered from that phase long ago.
Oh, but Naruto knew what it felt like to be used by an actual person as well-he knew all too damned well.
When Uchiha Sasuke had left, Naruto had been the one that people blamed. Naruto had been the one that the stress and anger, the anger the Uchiha’s betrayal had erupted, had been taken out on. And none other than Uchiha Itachi himself, the prissy-bitch bastard’s object of murderous desire-the cause, even-was one of the men that enjoyed using the fox quite frequently.
The blonde felt prickling, icy tremors caress his body softly as he remembered-the feeling of being sucked, bitten, used, abused, humiliated, pleasured, bound, and fucked. The sound of the moans, the screams, the pleas. The everything…
…Naruto’s eyes opened slowly, taking in the darkness that his opened eyes welcomed, a painful monotonous ringing blaring through his ears. He shook lightly on the large, icy slate he was lying upon, goose-bumps having already formed on his bare, tanned skin.
Nothing but about five, cylinder-shaped, crimson coloured candles were illuminating the dark room. The candles were odorless. A small, ruddy, black-gray side table was placed to his right and left side, one crimson coloured church candle lit on each one, each sitting dutifully in the shining metal holder it had been placed upon. A drawer with an intricately sculpted silver handle was part of each side table, the contents of said drawers unknown to the bound teen.
He felt leather straps bound around his wrists, the fingers on his two hands interlaced due to the tightness of the binds on his wrists (there was no other way to keep his hands in a comfortable position unless he interlaced said fingers). They were being held above his head.
Leather straps also adorned his mid thighs, spreading his legs open in an enticing manner, skin-hugging metal shackles pinning his ankles down to the smooth, sleek slate.
The blonde squirmed lightly, attempting to break the binds that were now clearly not going to give way anytime soon. He gasped breathily in shock when he felt something large, thick, sleek, and deep inside of him caress his prostate when he twisted his hips. His passage was burning, the feeling of acid eating away at the flesh in his most forbidden area causing him to tremble a little more. Naruto’s tight, virgin ass had clearly not been prepared in any form or way for the intrusion of the toy in it.
What the hell-?!
There was something that clung tightly to his throat (though not enough to suffocate him), the feeling of leather also plastered around that object. A jagged edge pricked the delicate skin of Naruto’s firm upper arm when he cocked his head to the side, the sound of a heavy chain being dragged across hard rock sounding whenever he did so.
“So you’re awake.”
Naruto’s clothed eyes widened. He knew that voice… no… “Uchiha Itachi,” he breathed, his voice nearly inaudible. Immediately his senses heightened further when he heard the soft tapping the Uchiha’s feet made as said man stepped closer to the bound fox, panic licking his insides in warning. What am I doing here?
“You are here because I brought you here, Naruto-kun,” the man said calmly, clearly understanding what the fox was thinking. “I have a need of your assistance that has nothing to do with the Akatsuki-and you will be lending me your services due to the fact you have no say in the matter.”
Naruto attempted to calm his slowly breaking breathing pattern. Calm… calm… come on, you have to stay calm… “Wh-what are you…?”
“You’re mine.” The heated breath of the Uchiha was now right against Naruto’s right ear, earning a shocked and frightened gasp from the teen, the loss of the hot breath leaving goose bumps on the delicate tissue.
Itachi crawled over top of Naruto, his legs settled in between the blonde’s spread ones, his arms on either side of his head. He arched his equally bare stomach, shivering when he felt the burn of the Kyuubi’s seal hit his navel, his head thrown back and his butt arched in the air sexily. He allowed his head to drop down so he was staring at the blonde below him, his long, lustrous, midnight hair tickling Naruto’s face lightly.
Naruto took in a hitched shock of air when he felt part of the other man’s navel lightly brush his, not flinching when he felt long strands of silky locks barely flutter along his face.
The Missing-Ninja brought his head down completely, arching his back and butt so that his chest was digging into Naruto’s, his face breathing heavily and hotly on the juncture of Naruto’s throat. He inhaled deeply, yet silently, licking his lips seductively and hungrily when he smelt the teen-he smelt simply delicious. Like cinnamon, brown sugar, and honey; sweet and spicy.
Naruto felt his penis coming to life just from the man’s actions-and the blonde wasn’t even able to see these actions and he was getting an erection from it. The scent of the man overtop of him was powerful. He smelt of blood, roses, and pure danger. It was addictive. Like a drug.
The kitsune gasped in surprise, a dark tremor quickly running from his head to his toes when he felt the object in his anus being pumped in and out of him at a slow pace. The unprepared opening burned like a solution of fire and acid raging ever so forcefully just from the small movement, causing Naruto to attempt to stifle a whimper, biting his lip down hard to keep from whining. It felt like he was being fucked with a spiked knife, the knife spinning, the spikes shredding his insides violently, ripping at his very core. His passage squeezed tightly on instinct in an attempt to get the intruding object out.
Itachi leaned forward to ghost his soft lips over top of Naruto’s smooth skin, breathing darkly, allowing Naruto to get a stronger dose of Itachi. He snaked his tongue to the teen’s left ear, painting intricate, unseen patterns with his saliva, his feathery movements causing Naruto to shiver.
The object was twisted around in circles while it moved in and out of him, ramming against a certain soft pad of nerves, causing the blonde choke out a heavy moan as the pain began subsiding, the feeling of his empty core being filled-being filled with this, even-making the kitsune’s eyes nearly weep further from the new sensation.
He arched his back as to get the toy deeper into him and hopefully gain more leverage, his cock now completely hardened. This was completely new-Naruto was an utter virgin.
“Nnn… ah… ahn… ha… FUCK…”
Itachi, while continuing the slow pace in fucking the blonde with the dildo, moved his face overtop the other’s, now practically eating Naruto’s mouth, earning a hitched and muffled gasp from the other. When Itachi felt Naruto’s mouth open, he immediately snaked his tongue inside the other’s wet cavern, licking around sensually everything he could possibly get, moaning at the delicious taste.
“Mm… mmmnnnn… NNN… MMM!!!” Naruto was beginning to slam himself down on the dildo, attempting to make the pace faster, panting like a bitch in heat in Itachi’s mouth. He was at the point where if Itachi didn’t quicken the pace he would start begging.
Itachi growled possessively when he felt Naruto fuck himself on the toy. “Mmm, what is it that you want, whore?” he hissed, kissing Naruto’s lips lightly before licking down the teen’s body, sucking on the crotch line, though not actually touching the area. “Does the little whore want a fuck…?”
“Oh, gods, YES!” Naruto screamed, arching his back again. “Please… faster… harder… Nn, fuck, you’re going too slowly…!”
Itachi was licking around the circle of flesh where his penis joined the rest of the body, still not touching the member. “Tell me what to do… or I won’t do anything…” Itachi breathed seductively, moving up over Naruto’s member and panting on the head. “And I mean everything…”
Naruto nearly screamed when the toy suddenly stopped fucking him and when the hot breath had left his cock. “Oh, gods… anything…”
The Uchiha smirked. “Tell me exactly everything…” He was being a tease-a total, utter tease. It was entirely cruel, but such was his nature. He was cruel in everything he did-sex was no exception.
He crawled back up the other teen’s body in the same seductive fashion from earlier; ass flung in the air, navel pressed against Naruto’s, legs in between the Kitsune’s. He curled his fingers around the back of the blonde’s head, making sure to look seductive and sexy all the while when he did these things, ripping the blindfold off of the teen.
Naruto shivered when he gazed into those lust-rich crimson eyes. “It-Itachi…”
“Tell me, Naruto-kun. This is the only time you will ever be able to give me orders and live.”
Itachi’s words made Naruto shiver again. “P-Please… suck me…”
“Suck what, Naruto-kun?” Itachi smirked at him, his usual cool demeanor long lost-his mischievousness was dripping from his tone and carved in his eyes.
“M-my… my…”
“Your what?”
“My cock, dammit! Suck my cock!”
“Good boy…” A dark, brazen smirk morphed onto Itachi’s face. “But I think I’ll need some instructions…” He stuck his tongue out of his mouth, waiting patiently for his instructions like an obedient, yet mischievous puppy.
Naruto’s lust hazed eyes were barely open, his pupils dilated violently, his eyes a bloody red from the Kyuubi, his body visibly quivering from the new sensations. During the time this had happened [though Naruto hadn’t even noticed until he felt a significant pain when he bit down on his lip] Kyuubi had decided to take the time to appear for a bit, the demon having been aroused by the event. Naruto’s nails had extended to claws, his canines to fangs, his eye site, his scent, and his hearing heightened, the whisker-esque marks on his cheeks having amplified significantly. The tattooed-seal on his tight navel was glowing and burning vigorously.
He emit a breathy whine when the dildo stopped moving inside of him, the iota of sense left in him wondering why there was no hot breath against his cock. He lightly lifted his head to peer down until his neck ached so much that he could no longer lean his head further. What he saw shocked him in his dazed state-kneeling there was Uchiha, Itachi, gazing at him patiently, waiting for something. “Wh-what…?”
“Well, I told you I needed instructions, didn’t I…?” he breathed slyly, causing Naruto’s eyes to widen to their almost normal size for a slight second, seeing as his eyes were slit.
“Y-you don’t mean…”
“Oh, that’s exactly what I mean, Naruto-kun.” A pink tongue snaked out from between his lips, lapping at his lips seductively, coating the rose lips until it looked almost as if he had applied lip gloss. “Now, teach my mouth how to fuck your cock.”
Naruto shuddered at the dirty words escaping the pristine Uchiha’s mouth. He swallowed his pride completely, the slit of his lustful erection crying pearl coloured cum. “L-lean your head down… take the head into your m-mouth…” The entire time he watched the Uchiha, the Sharingan eyes tormenting him while he did the instructed actions. “Suck…”
Itachi did so like the ‘good’ little weasel he was… of course, said ‘good’ little weasel was not unexaggerated for nothing.
“Move up and d-down…” Naruto panted out, eyes widening again when he felt the sucking stop, instead simply feeling Itachi bob his head up and down on Naruto’s cock painstakingly slow, taking every area of the hard, thick flesh into his mouth until his lips touched his testicles.
This time Naruto had to swallow his pride even further down than it already had been sent down-he suddenly came to the realization that his pride would most likely be completely wiped out by the end of this session. “S-suck while you move… a-and move faster…” he choked out, whining with pleasure as Itachi did as instructed. “F-fuck, Itachi, you suck so good… uhn… nnnnn…”
“You taste so good… Uchihas don’t usually like sweets, but you’re an exception…” Itachi breathed, panting over the tip of Naruto’s cock. “Come on, Naruto-kun… I need more instructions…”
“K-keep sucking and moving up and down… a-and… run your t-tongue along the bottom while you do t-that…” Naruto gulped as Itachi sucked, moved, and licking the underside of his penis like a lollipop. “Nnnn… ahnnn… oh, yeah! Ahn, fuck…” He made an odd whining noise from the pleasure. “Your t-tongue… move it more…”
Itachi stopped all other movement on Naruto’s penis, simply sliding and twisting his tongue all over Naruto’s engorged flesh.
The poor kitsune was crying lightly from frustration and from the sensations as well. “Please… oh, gods, Itachi, please… I’m begging you…”
“Begging me to do what though, Naruto-kun?” Itachi whispered, barely taking any of Naruto’s nine-inch penis from his mouth, earning a pretty little shudder from the teen at his mercy.
“P-please… move… on your… own… I can’t-AHN, HOLY FUCK!” Naruto whimpered, the sentence slowly melting into a shocking scream as the Uchiha did as Naruto asked, giving him a blow job to his own accord.
Itachi’s cheeks hollowed deeply as he sucked with all the force and power that he had, allowing his teeth to nip and drag along the teen’s dripping, saliva-coated cock. His tongue lapped up and down the manhood like a child licking their ice cream. “Do you wanna know what you taste like, Naruto-kun?” he whispered seductively, his lips pursed over top of Naruto’s shivering cock.
Naruto was in too much of a lusty-haze to answer the man. “P-please… make me… make me cum…” he whimpered out, wishing he could just thrust his hips up into the man’s welcoming mouth.
Itachi raised an eyebrow accusingly, wearing an amused expression on his visage. “But, Naruto-kun… we haven’t even gotten to the good part…” He snickered faintly. “And I still have much more in store for you.”
Naruto, in his lust-induced state, couldn’t even protest as the Uchiha flipped dog-style overtop of Naruto, a thick, pulsing erection a mere few inches from his mouth. The Uchiha’s ass was still thrust in the air, the pose remaining the same as the first few times the Uchiha had done it-just his body angle had rotated.
“Suck,” Itachi hissed out.
Before Naruto could even protest (not that he would have been able to in the first place), a hard, pulsing, thick erection was forced into his mouth. He immediately began gagging, having not expected this in any way, a yelp pushing its way up through his vocal cords, the vibration simply adding more pleasure racking through Itachi’s body. Itachi purred around Naruto’s thick length, the thick noise adding a tense trembling throughout Naruto’s entire erection. Oh god. He’d never felt anything this intense in his life. Let alone, he’d never tried to take another man’s endowment into his mouth, either.
Naruto felt the other’s man’s perspiration being smothered amongst his own, creating a slick mixture of heat-but it didn’t disgust him at all, to his shock. Rather, it made him even hotter, mentally and physically. The sexy, lithe figure of the elder Uchiha male was resting heavily upon Naruto’s own, making their flesh stick together, their perspiration acting as a wet bond between the two bodies.
Things were proceeding much more successfully than Itachi had anticipated-at all. Itachi had at least suspected a little bit of fight out of the normally hyperactive blond, the one who would do the opposite of what someone asked him to do for the sake of defying them. The little slut. It was going to be so easy to get the wanton little fox to agree to let him fuck his ass.
“I…Itachi…” Naruto moaned out, though the sound was muffled as the Uchiha’s thick cock was still placated in his now open mouth.
Itachi slowly slid up Naruto’s cock-tantalizingly slow-before tilting his torso slightly so that more of his weight rested on the left side, allowing his head to turn to the right, looking back ever-so-slightly to gaze seductively at Naruto, the tip of the other man’s dripping endowment just barely brushed against the corner of his lips. “Yes, Naruto-kun…?”
Naruto took a deep, shaky breath, a dazed expression upon his face from all the overwhelming pleasure. This was all too much. It was too hot. Too burning. Too needy. Not enough. “I…I…p-please…”
Pre-cum was dripping down Itachi’s lips from his mouth. The eldest Uchiha allowed the thick liquid to drip languidly from his lip. It wasn’t sliding down his chin like it probably should have been-it was as if Itachi had spit slightly to make the liquid string down in a few thick lines from his lips down to a little past his chin. It was the sexiest thing Naruto had ever seen in his life.
“Do it…do it to me…” he managed to breathe out heavily. He hadn’t been this out of breath in so long, if ever this much. He’d also never wanted to scream in frustration so much in his life, but he didn’t have any excess breath to waste.
“Do what, Naruto-kun?” Itachi drawled. “I want to hear you say it. Do you have any idea, Naruto-kun, how seductive it is in my eyes…?” Itachi slowly, almost like a prowling cheetah, curved his body to allow his torso to rest against Naruto’s lower abdomen, the rest of his body spread as he kneeled on the small amount of unoccupied stone.
Naruto took a few steady breaths. He wasn’t sure if he could do this. But he knew that the sooner he did this the sooner he could cum and the sooner he could get the hell out of here. “Fuck me,” he breathed out sexily. Naruto could do some seduction of his own. He was determined to do this. He was humiliated enough as it was to have become Itachi’s bitch so quickly, so he’d have his fun. “I need you…badly…” While he said this he raised his hips in a manor that allowed Itachi to see exactly what he was missing-and what he would be getting. “I want you to fuck me. No, I need you to fuck me…to pound me ‘til I have no more sense… I just need your cock in me. I want you so fucking badly you have no fucking idea! Fuck me, enter me hard, anything…”
Itachi snickered lightly. “How do I do this, though, Naruto-kun. I want to know…teach me.” Itachi knew what type of battle his little fox-bitch was trying to ensue, but he would not allow that to happen. He would break him down. He would make him what he wanted him to be. And he would not have it any other way.
“Y-you…should know, Itachi-sama…” Naruto nearly snapped back, getting very impatient and aggravated at the change and lack of touching. He needed friction, and as much as he hated to admit it, he did truly want the Uchiha in him.
“Oh, but, Naruto-kun…I need to know how to fuck you,” Itachi cooed. “I know how to fuck some others…where their sweet spots are…but you…you’re new. Brand new, unsoiled, a virgin, merely dirtied in any way by the demon that resides in you.” He licked his lips dryly. There was something hinted in his eyes. It was tantalizing him, enrapturing him, keeping him twisted farther and farther around the talented webs he was so caught up in.
“Y-you mean…you’ve used…o-othe-ers…” Naruto choked out, his dialogue yet again retarded by the Sharingan’s enrapturing gaze. His words earned him an amused smirk from Itachi. Naruto couldn’t breathe.
He couldn’t.
Fucking.
BREATHE.
A mere grand entrance and he was choking now, a deep pain throttled amongst nearly all of his body, Itachi’s body so much closer-deeper-into him than it had ever been. So much more intimately. Tears were kissing his cheeks, though there was no movement. He could feel the cracks in his flesh, like those of a thousand fresh, blood-clotted scars, the skin adorning them being stretched by the organ that makes a man a man.
His own organ was nearly flaccid now, as he began hyperventilating.
Itachi was thrusting slowly, almost sensually, grinding his hips in circular motions in Naruto’s anal passage.
That was when the seriousness of the situation really slapped Naruto in the face. He was having sex with his one-sided lover’s older brother. He…he…
“NO!!!”
Itachi’s body was molded on top of Naruto’s, the two forms fitting together so nicely it looked as though the Gods had created the two from the same beginning mold, like pieces of a puzzle. He was enveloping the blonde. Totally owning him, branding his mind, branding him like an item to be bought and sold.
After a few minutes of the slow, sensual sex, soothing words that were actually calming him down, the gentle kisses placed upon his cheek and visage, and the feeling of guilt overwhelming him, pleasurable sensations began slowly waving creamily in his body.
“Uhhhhhgnnnn…” Naruto breathed. “Nnnnmmm…” It felt good. Really good. Beyond real.
“Is there something wrong, Naruto-kun?” Itachi purred into his ear, wholly feeling the younger man’s erect penis between their bodies and hearing the airy moans escaping his lips.
“E-everything…this is all…all…w-wrongnnnnnnnnnnnn…” Naruto breathed out, a low moan drawling out his last word.
“And what would be this world if romance was all right?” Itachi questioned. “So many forms of love are forbidden, rejected by society. But doesn’t that just excite you more? To know that you’re doing something forbidden. Something you may potentially be killed for doing?” His smooth hands were massaging Naruto’s swelling hips.
“Nnnnnnnn…h-ha-harder…” Naruto moaned out, wishing to avoid the other’s questioning as much as possible. “P-please…no more…I need it harder…”
“Is lovemaking not good enough for you?” Itachi purred again. The Uchiha was seriously turning into a cat in a certain pair of azure eyes. “You don’t like sex, lovemaking, do you? You like being a bitch…being fucked mercilessly…I’ll show you what it feels like. And I promise that you’ll love every second of it.” He was biting again. Biting at any available flesh on Naruto’s person, biting while he began a ruthless pace, slamming into the body beneath him.
“Ahhhh…AH! Ahnnn, holy sh-shit…” Naruto yelped out. “SHIT, that feels so…so…ahhhggnn…”
“So…?”
“So…good…”
A smirk was earned as well as a deeper, rougher, harder fucking.
“NNNNNNN!” Naruto screamed through his teeth. “Nnnn, Gods! Yeh…don’t…don’t you dare fucking st-stop! Ah…Ahhh…It feels so good…oh shit…fuck, yeah…nnn…”
It felt so strange. So strange having something inside an area that had never had such a feeling of fullness before, an area that had always been compacted and tight, an area that was an invisible entrance to the bare eye. But it was so good. That spot that Itachi kept hitting…over and over and over and over again. It was sending strange tingling feelings throughout his legs, his ass, his cock, hips…everywhere. It was so odd, but it was so fucking hot at the same time.
The bindings were digging in painfully tight into his skin, scraping the areas with their rough, fringed edges, but Naruto could’ve cared less, pressing the feeling into his subconscious, his mind more focused on slamming his own body down to meet Itachi’s thrusts, to make the Uchiha go as deep as possible into his body.
“You’re so fucking tight…God…” Itachi panted out, sweat coating his skin like a luminescent gloss, his hair fallen down into his face, creating a sort of gothic veil. “Nnn…” He grunted out his content, letting Naruto know he was pleased with him.
“AHN! SHIT! RIGHT…there…AUGH! AHHHH~! AH~! FUCK, YEAH! FUCK ME!!” Naruto screamed, stuck in his sexual high. “Oh my, God! OH MY, GOD! I’m going to…AHN!! I’m gonna cum…ah…ahnn…auughhh…I…It…ITACHI!” He reached his orgasm at an outstanding height, riding it out all the way as he subconsciously heard Itachi grunt out his name in pants as a warm liquid was spurt into him, giving him notification that Itachi had reached his climax almost right afterwards.
A few long minutes passed with the two panting, breathing heavily, letting their semen soak into each other, both parties unable to move from their excruciating orgasm. It was so hot. So incredibly hot. Sweat dripping hot.
Finally, leaving Naruto still bound, bleeding, wet, and covered in semen to the table, the eldest Uchiha slid out of the other man, entranced for a few moments in watching the blood and cum mixture drip down and out of his anal passage.
“Kakashi, Gaara, Sai, Neji, Kiba, and Sasuke weren’t nearly as satiating as you,” the crow lolled into his bitch’s ear.
Wha…? What does he mean…Kakashi-sensei, Gaara, Sai, Neji, Kiba, and…Sasuke…wait…NO! He was suddenly alert, the exertion that had been overwhelming him moments before pressed into the recesses of his body, bursts of strength from anger and realization thrusting themselves forward instead. “HOW DARE YOU TOUCH THEM!” Naruto screeched out, fighting against his bindings to no avail, his face scrunching in pain as his hole began to ache and blot his vision with pain.
Itachi’s still blood-crimson eyes were blaring at him. “You mean you never noticed something was wrong? Shame on you, Naruto-kun.”
Shivers and shakes were racking his entire body as blood and semen spurt from his ass and dribbled down his thighs and created a morbid pattern on the stone pedestal he lay on. Pictures of his friends were rushing through his head violently, like the foreplay before death, except he just wasn’t dying and there was no peace and calm.
But it all went black after that, after Uchiha Itachi had pressed his lips to his once more.
Naruto had awoken in Konoha’s Hospital, surrounded by all of friends, teachers, advisors. No.
He didn’t want to see them. They didn’t know what they were looking at, did they? They couldn’t.
“Naruto,” the stern voice that belonged to Tsunade and only Tsunade said albeit shakily. “Why did you let him touch you like that?”
Why did you let him touch you like that?
The room was spinning, a whirlpool-rush blurring his vision and scattering his hearing. “No…I…every…go…away…” he choked out.
Everyone was around him. It felt as though he was looking through a fishbowl, an animal who had just been drugged about to die.
He couldn’t look at Kakashi. He couldn’t look at Sai. Couldn’t look at Kiba. Neji. Gaara. Gaara was there?
Sasuke wasn’t there.
He was still in Otogakure.
And Naruto had not been able to pursue him since the incident with Itachi. Tsunade had made sure to confine Naruto to the village, not allowing him to step foot out in fear that the same elder Uchiha would get to him once more.
Naruto had not been able to explain to the first female Hokage that he had not even been on a mission when captured and had been captured in the confines of his own room.
But maybe Tsunade was just in denial?
“Naruto.”
He almost started at the sound of his name. That voice. “NO!” Naruto screamed, holding his head in his hands and cradling it between his legs, violent shakes racking his frame.
Itachi.
Sasuke.
Itachi.
Sasuke.
Itachi.
Sasuke!
“Go! Go away!” he cried out, his back collapsing backwards, causing him to use his arms for leverage and support. Although, his cries proved futile as the raven stepped over to him, his sandals clicking smoothly against the wooden floors.
“Naruto, it’s me,” the man soothed, kneeling down in front of the other, running his alabaster fingers through Naruto’s soft, velveteen, golden hair.
“I don’t want you to see me like this.” His world was spinning out of control.
“-Naruto-”
“-Sasuke-”
They both started at the same time.
“I killed him,” Sasuke whispered tenderly, stepping up to move closer to his blonde. His beautiful. His Naruto.
Naruto smiled sadly. “I’m not the person I was,” he whispered, his eyes filled with a strange brightness to them despite their glossiness and evident sadness. “You wouldn’t want me anymore.” You just don’t know me anymore.
You know me about just as much as my walls know colour.
Was it just him or did Sasuke’s presence seem to fill a thick gap wherever he was placed in the home?
There wasn’t enough room in this place for two. Sasuke was not meant to become another one of Naruto’s flaking walls, another face cut off and plastered invisibly onto one of his walls.
Sasuke leaned forward to kiss Naruto on the lips, his own barely caressing the other’s, his breath heating. But Naruto pulled away, the same indescribable expression set upon his face. His deep cerulean eyes were glazing into deep charcoal ones.
“You don’t want me.”
“I love you.”
“You don’t love me.”
“I do love you.”
“You don’t need me.”
“I do need you, Naruto.”
“Who you need is gone.”
All Sasuke does is snake his arms around the other, cradling him and enveloping him in love and warmth.
Another chip of paint just fell off of one of the walls.
Who you need is gone, I say.
Because what Sasuke doesn’t know, what nobody in Konohagakure knows and will never know, is that he loved every second of that sweet, deep, torture.
And I don’t regret it. Not one bit.
Another chunk fell as a teardrop slowly ran down Sasuke’s face, leaving angry red, glossy, grunged patterns in their wake.
Naruto was surprised that an entire wall of his apartment didn’t fall down in place of that small chunk of plaster. Because that’s sure as hell how it felt when he saw that simple rivulet run down his subtly cutthroat lover’s face.