Soul Bind

NOTE TO OOC FLAMING FANATICS: Before you think about lecturing me on how 'ooc' the characters are get a life and consider that this is FANFICTION not a script for the damn anime, would Itachi ever rape Sasuke in the series? probably not, fan fic is for 'what if' writting and if you don't like the way I write the characters then don't review because I am not here to satisfy your ideals of how Itachi and Sasuke should be written but sharing how I write the situation. Your not helping me by trying to force your point of view on me, if you have nothing constructive to say, go away ^^

Thank you to everyone who supported me and to anyone who doesn't like the fic simply don't read it, there is more so don't fret I hope you enjoy chapter two

once again "//" means Sasuke's thoughts at the beginning or end of a chapter

//Once upon a time, a demon crept into my home and threatened to steal away my innocence.. The only true innocence I had left after discarding my humanity in order to be able to kill someone of my own blood. I have to kill him for slaughtering my happy life and forcing me to live alone in shadows with nothing but a haunting memory of that night.. Why is it, that even though this is my last shred of innocence that I have protected for so long, that I cannot even make him move an inch?//

The raven haired man could almost taste the fear that was in the air, such a delicious start to this union he thought to himself as he forced his tongue to slide over Sasuke's neck without reservation or any guilt for what he was doing. One of his ivory hands slid down Sasuke's side feeling the soft skin that almost felt like velvet under the warm water, such a pretty boy with legs that were so perfect, begging to be forced open just for him. He could fuck Sasuke right here, against the cold tiles of the shower and then leave without having any trouble at all, but it would be so much more fun to fuck up the boys mind along the way, to make him have so much hate for Itachi he'd sell his soul to the devil in order to get strong enough to kill him. Then, maybe, Itachi could have that challenge he'd been thirsting for. That sweet desperation for the kill that would match his own and he would prove his existence to the world by forcing the strongest fighter to his knees. For now, he wanted to make Sasuke beg for release, to make him feel like a dirty whore.. Make him realise all he was to Itachi was a play thing that he could use however he wanted and that would never change until Sasuke made it change "What do you think brother? Should I fuck you raw against the wall like a dog right now? Or would you like to have your most loved brother make passionate love to you in your room like a whore? You'd like it wouldn't you Sasuke? To be with the strongest man in your clan?" Oh yes that would be fun, teasing his brother, making his body want him so that he'd hate himself enough to throw his life away to defeat Itachi. Yes that was exactly what he wanted, Sasuke would become a lifeless doll with nothing to live for save his vengeance

Such a sickening feeling dawned upon the younger males body.. Like a disgusting snail crawling over his skin Itachi's tongue assaulted him relentlessly as if making fun of how weak he was, of how no matter how hard he struggled the murderer would not move an inch and only press closer. He wanted to die, suddenly killing this man became a secondary motive to life, how could he live once tonight was over and he had been so horrifically tainted? But then, who would be left to kill Itachi and accomplish his life's goal? The younger Uchiha couldn't stand the feel of that man's hands wandering over his skin as if he owned Sasuke's body, his touch like the icy grip of death making Sasuke feel as if his body was going to shrivel at the touch.. Why couldn't he move? Why couldn't he force Itachi to stop? Hearing that confident whispering made him feel so dirty, made him hate himself as Itachi gave him the choice that he knew he couldn't make.. How could he decide between that? Those options both ended in the same fate, being raped left broken and damaged in such a way nothing could repair it.. Nothing.. "Get the fuck off of me you bastard, I'm your own blood!" Sasuke wanted to cry, cry at the pain he felt as his body was crushed against the wall, cry at the knowledge that no matter what he said or did he was helpless like some puppet being used by it's master.. Was Sasuke's life really meant to be nothing but Itachi's play thing?

"Puppets don't have blood, they have strings you pull to make them do things and react" Itachi eased up on Sasuke, his aching erection protesting slightly but well under control as this would be so much sweeter if he waited and he knew it. Moving his hand from Sasuke's side to his hip, he reached over his thigh rubbing at the skin roughly as his tongue slid over Sasuke's ear, such games excited him, made him want so much more.. Feeling Sasuke's resistance he forced the boy to face him regardless of how he resisted. His hands both firm upon the boys shoulders forcing his back against the wall as Itachi took a moment to look over the younger Uchiha's body without reservation letting his eyes rest on the half awakened cock uncomfortably presented to him. He licked his lips and eyed it possessively, almost wanting to laugh at the fact Sasuke's body was deceiving him.. But making this humiliating wasn't enough, he wanted to force Sasuke to realise that his body was only a tool. "Your more of a whore than I thought, your already starting to get hard and I haven't even touched you.. You want me to do this to you?" Reaching down with one hand Itachi pressed his fingertips over his younger siblings stomach letting his fingers wander down holding a tight grip upon Sasuke's shoulder with his other hand to force him still as his fingertips came into contact with that half hard muscle ridding over it feather light at first, making him smirk as it reacted by growing harder "You want more don't you?" Chuckling he grabbed at the shaft and gave it a few rough tugs enjoying the feeling of the quivering stick of hard muscle contrasting with the soft skin in his hands before he released the now erect cock to smirk down at it. "Maybe you've been lonely so long you need someone like me to use you, you want me to fuck you and make you feel alive? Will my flesh verify your existence for you Sasuke?"

It terrified Sasuke to feel Itachi's hand wander over his thigh, his member had been pressed hard against the wall and he'd been moving around trying to get free, so it wasn't surprising he'd developed somewhat of an erection from the friction.. But if Itachi felt it.. Please no.. He struggled with all of his might as Itachi tried to turn him around but the older Uchiha snapped his body around as if he were lifeless providing no resistance at all when compared to this strength. He wanted to do something to force Itachi's eyes to stop on their trail down his body but he was like a leaf fighting against a giant tree, his resistance was barely noticed.. He instead forced himself to look away wishing with all of his might Itachi would just drop dead, or that someone, anyone would stop this.. Feeling those fingers on his skin was like feeling spiders crawling over him forcing him to shiver in disgust. He was so tired of struggling but he couldn't stop, especially not when.. oh fuck.. not there.. "STOP IT NOW!" Sasuke's voice came out more terrified than demanding as he felt Itachi's fingertips wandering over his length, his body betrayed him in such a way he could never forgive. And as that hand clamped around his erection squeezing and tugging it may as well have clamped around his neck forcing all of the life out of his body.. He could feel a piece of him being killed off slowly as his body just wouldn't obey him.. What the fuck was wrong with him? This was the murderer of his whole clan why did his body get aroused over those touches? He cringed at the feeling and half growled at Itachi not knowing what else he could do in a situation like this as his brother hinted that his weakness was his own doing, that somewhere in his heart he wanted this "You sick bastard.."

"Your the one who's sick, your body is encouraging me" Chuckling slightly at the remark of the younger man, he noticed that the water wasn't so warm anymore, it had started to dull and turn cold, and although making Sasuke's body feel chilled to the bone as he destroyed his body as well as his mind, he didn't care to end it here.. Reaching over Sasuke he turned off the taps and pushed the glass door open ignoring all of the mist that had accumulated in the bathroom. Looking back at Sasuke he grabbed the boys wrist and yanked him out of the shower almost making him trip over, but he landed safely against Itachi's body before standing to his feet again reluctantly being lead out of the bathroom. The bedroom was the same as Itachi had left it save the cooler breeze coming in the window signaling the onset of a later stage of the night, but regardless of the time Itachi didn't plan to leave, not yet. turning around he yanked Sasuke's wrist hard so that he slammed into Itachi's body and the older Uchiha circled his arms around his prey holding one hand to Sasuke's neck and the other to his rear keeping his body close as Itachi's throbbing arousal came into contact with Sasuke's. Gripping his ass a little firmer he forced the boys arousal to straddle against his own forcing his face forward running his tongue over Sasuke's quivering lips giving a soft smirk to the blush on the younger man's cheeks. "You know if you do anything stupid I will just beat you until you can't fight back and then fuck you raw until you tear in two" After making that comment clear, Itachi jammed his tongue at the part in Sasuke's lips forcing it past them ignoring the tensing in his partner's body as he thrusted his tongue deeply into that warm, delicious cavern roughly pressing it over Sasuke's own wet muscle in such a way he couldn't ignore forcing his body to straddle faster at his brothers making it painfully obvious what was next

Sasuke wanted to run, hide, do something other than be forced to follow this insane man to a fate worse than death.. As he fell onto Itachi he hated the feeling of the obviously stronger body supporting him for a moment and he shot up back onto his own feet, it was so un-natural to be like this, for Itachi to be like this.. But what exactly could he do? If he resisted Itachi would just snap his wrist like before without hesitation, so even though he wasn't going willingly, he subconsciously fought back less too horrified of what Itachi would do if he did.. His body was once again jerked forward but this time arms were encircling him, trapping him from escape and he pushed against Itachi's chest trying to force himself away as he felt that hard, heavy cock forcing against his own as if threatening it.. Why the fuck did his body tingle all over at the feeling of the friction while his mind was utterly sickened by it? It was like this body was not his at all.. Like Itachi was somehow controlling it and making it react as he saw fit. Why couldn't Sasuke just die? faint? anything?! Itachi's warning that followed that disgusting tongue meant that there were worse things to come, and Sasuke parted his lips to protest in fear of Itachi just rushing off with his body so hard and fast he wouldn't know what hit him "Keep your hands..." A slick tongue jammed it's way into his mouth before he could reply, he imagined it would be cold and have a foul taste but in truth it was warm and had a taste similar to his own, it only made him detest the act even more as he struggled a little harder against his brother as his erection hardened like a rock pleasing to Itachi he was sure. His arms felt like wet noodles unable to gain any pressure onto Itachi's chest, unable to force him away as his body was experiencing these sensations that made him feel so sedate though he had to fight it

"Keep my hands where? Here?" Grabbing harder at Sasuke's rear he heard a soft whimper and smirked pushing his young captive onto the bed and to his great fortune Sasuke fell onto the mattress face first with his feet still touching the floor as if he was unwillingly presenting himself to Itachi. His rear looked so smooth, two round white globes begging to be assaulted before his body. Ofcourse Sasuke tried to shuffle up further to get out of the obviously bad position but Itachi merely grabbed at the younger male's hips holding him in place. "I should just shove it in to teach you a lesson you ungrateful whore, I'm being so kind to you, letting you feel pleasure like I am and yet you keep trying to defy me" Kneeling down he moved one hand to stroke over the delicious globes admiring the tight muscles that Itachi had imagined would be hard and chiseled because of the boys training but instead they were soft to the touch, yielding as if demanding to be manipulated to his will. After groping at Sasuke admiring him for a moment, Itachi pressed his fingertips between the globes making Sasuke squirm, his hand though had too much of a steady hold so it hardly phased him, his fingertips pressed over the cleft of Sasuke's entrance seeming to be so sensitive to his touch. An untouched virgin then? This was too perfect.. "You like it when I touch you here? What about if I press in some fingers?" Ignoring Sasuke's pleas for him to refrain, he glided in a single finger feeling the tight ring of muscle clasping around it as he entered the younger sibling's body, it seemed to be warning him not to enter but no one denied Itachi of anything.. He thrusted a second finger in to meet the first smirking at the shiver he felt from Sasuke from either pleasure, pain or both and he rammed them in a little faster, a little deeper feeling Sasuke's soft yielding flesh greeting his own as if begging for more. Torturing Sasuke like this only got Itachi more aroused and he felt the power to taunt him with the words of a would be lover "If you don't relax it will hurt more, maybe if you ask nicely I'll tend to that erection of yours too"

As soon as he stumbled onto the bed, he knew he had to move, but his brother was quicker than a viper snapping those hands stronger than steal over his hips to force him still. He grabbed at the sheets as if they would somehow rescue him if he held onto them tightly enough, as if they provided some kind of comfort from something that was clearly inevitable closing around him like a shrinking room threatening his life painfully slowly. Why did it have to be like this? With his brother of all people? As he tried to hide himself in those sheets, wishing to disappear he felt his rear being groped, petted and stroked as if it were some pet of Itachi's.. Sasuke was really fucked up wasn't he? Being so fascinated with his own brother's body like this.. Whimpering he struggled as he felt Itachi's fingers threaten to press over his cleft yet it made no difference, it didn't even slow them down and his body tensed feeling the foreign tough there.. The words that Itachi was forcing him to hear.. He would never forget this "No.. Don't.." He sounded as if he was on the verge of crying, like a weak little child in the sight of a fully grown man. How pathetic.. He was so pathetic not able to stop those fingers from invading his body, feeling the heat that forced over his body as they jammed in harder and faster making his erection beg for attention.. He felt so messed up, knowing that Itachi wasn't doing anything to force him to enjoy this, to know that his body was doing that on it's own.. Maybe it would have been easier if he was born a weakling, to be born passive and have an excuse for weakness when faced with a man like Itachi.. He cursed his own body for even daring to consider being aroused by the man he'd swore to destroy with all of his being, how could such a betrayal come from within his own body? Please.. Just let me die

Such power over the situation was something Itachi thrived on. The ability to make ultimatums and offers to Sasuke that would only result in his own pleasure was a real power trip. The mighty avenger was nothing more than a quivering weakling before him unable to do anything to stop Itachi's advances. Surely forcing Sasuke to realise how weak he truly was and how easily his body was manipulated, it would force him to find new heights of power, to reach for the higher and darker meaning of it's mystery and might. Pressing a slick tongue over one of the creamy white skin of Sasuke's back he admired the bumps of his spine circling his tongue around the curves of bone that were housed by such delicious flesh, his fingers moving more eagerly forcing harder into Sasuke hoping to find that pleasurable spot that would really screw up his mentality. It was clear the last thing Sasuke wanted right now was to be raped, but what about feeling good while it happens? Wasn't that even more dangerous? Didn't that warrant more hate? All Itachi knew was that the body beneath him was squirming uncomfortably as if it was trying to run from his touch though to no avail. The older male didn't expect Sasuke to comply in any way, regardless of how he chose to manipulate his body he and Sasuke would always have a forceful relationship it seemed, but it was amusing to see how easily manipulated humans could be. They were so interesting to experiment on like this, more interesting than any other form of life in this world because betrayal in it's self was subject only to the human race

There was no way in hell the younger Uchiha was going to beg, he wasn't going to cry, he wasn't going to give Itachi the satisfaction of knowing how much he was hurting Sasuke in the worst way he could possibly imagine at this point.. In his heart he knew that he would avenge this ten fold, even if he wanted to die right now just to get away from this situation, he could not give up his life's desire regardless of anything that tried to stand in his way or tempt him towards death. He was Uchiha Sasuke, and he wasn't going to allow Itachi to get away with this no matter what. Squirming uncomfortably under the older male's sensual touches he tried to move away from the unwanted sensations that were being forced into his body, this feeling of pain and pleasure utterly disgusted him to a point he wasn't sure he could bare it but he gritted his teeth and refused to cry out of beg for Itachi to stop, he was a murderer, he wouldn't stop no matter how much Sasuke begged anyway. It made him wonder if his parents begged for their lives, no, they couldn't have.. They were proud members of the Uchiha clan, they would have accepted death and held onto their pride. "Shit" Sasuke mumbled the curse word into the sheets hating the way his body felt. His mouth felt so dry from his rapid breathing, his body a blaze burning as if he was being scorched by the flames of hell, this was hell.. The hell Itachi would force him to endure

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