Always In Darkness
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
4
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1,136
Reviews:
3
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Currently Reading:
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Always In Darkness, Part Two
Story so far, and summary: Sasuke is being held captive by Gaara. Yay for sand tentacles! The Voice In Sasuke's Head has a few ideas of it's own on how it would like things to go down. Sasuke turns on the angst, and -of course- filthyness ensues. Enjoy.
HANDY-DANDY FONT KEY:
italics: Sasuke's thoughts.
bold italics: The Voice In Sasuke's Head.
underlined italics: Gaara's thoughts.
Something is touching Sasuke, tracing the contours of his face from cheek to chin. He opens his eyes. Gaara is hanging upside down in front of him, his fingertip touching his extended tongue.
“Tears from Sasuke," he laces his tongue around his finger, "Not as sweet as your blood."
Placing that finger on Sasuke's bottom lip, Gaara pulls it down slightly, pressing on it; Sasuke seethes at him. "Oh, that look again." Gaara grasps the boy's lip between two fingers, pulling and twisting, his grin widening.
Now...
Sasuke's eyes grew wide. He opened his mouth and...moaned...as if this torture was pleasurable. Lowering his head, he grasps the finger in his mouth, letting out another moaning sigh as his lips close around it.
What are you doing? Stop it! Stop this! This is *my* body.
Are you sure you want this to stop? *Your* body seems to say different.
Sasuke was now aware of the hardness between his legs, aware of how blatant it was and of his inability to do anything to conceal it. He shuddered with rage and shame. Gaara's eyes, which had grown wide as well, narrowed as they darted to Sasuke's obvious arousal.
Interesting...
Gaara tentatively nudges his finger deeper into Sasuke's mouth, and meets with no resistance; in fact, the boy’s tongue wraps around and gently sucks on the intruding finger.
But his eyes...
Large, dark eyes locked onto Gaara’s, reflecting back a mix of shock, anger and shame.
Those eyes. Perhaps I am just as much a captive as he is.
Gaara began to ease his finger back and forth in his captive’s mouth. Sasuke writhed against his bonds and let out a deep groan, his tongue flexing against the digit, causing Gaara to bite his lip and hold back a sigh. A rush of heat seared through his body at the sight of Sasuke so wanton. Withdrawing his finger, Gaara backed away from the other boy, who began to whimper and moan at his captor’s retreat.
"No, G-Gaara...don't...hnnnhh...leave me...alone again...please..."
What are you making me say? Why....? The desire, that's it, isn't it?
Silence as the realization hits him.
No! If you ever really... Please... Just... Oh not like this! Not like this! Don't make me do this. Please...
Mmmm. Begging. Even better than I had hoped.
Still backing away, Gaara crawled down the wall. Once he touched the floor, he walked towards Sasuke slowly and deliberately, coming in close and striking out with his head, trapping the boy in a deep kiss, sucking on his tongue. Going slack, Sasuke moaned, opening his mouth wider, pushing against the other boy's mouth. Gaara clamped his teeth down on Sasuke's tongue like a steel trap and Sasuke let out a gurgled screech that did not quite sound like the experience was all bad. Then, the devious sand ninja pulled out of the embrace and spat a good amount of Sasuke's blood onto the floor at his feet; kneeling down, he scribed a kanji in the blood and the tentacles of sand around Sasuke’s limbs began to slowly undulate and writhe again. Pulling a kunai from his pouch, Gaara touched the tip of the weapon to his prey's chin. Tortuously slow, he drew the blade down Sasuke's throat, pausing there, staring deeply into the other boy's horrified black eyes, then pushed the tip into the white flesh.
This is...rape! Worse than rape! How could you-
Calm yourself. Enjoy what time you have left, my pretty one, your last waking breaths will be gasps of pleasure.
Sasuke's breath caught. He felt the rushing heat in his chest, the wrenching tightness of his heart...breaking...all over again.
You were *always* just maneuvering for your own ends. You *never* loved me.
Are you *still* going on about that? I loved you, I still do.... in my own fashion. What better expression of love, than to merge my soul with your body? Consider it a testament to my affection for you, an honor.
You are wretched. DAMN YOU!
Gaara's eyes flashed a wild vivid green as he thrust the kunai downward, slashing through the bloody, shredded remnants of the tethered boy's clothing. Sasuke sat before him: bound, exposed, moaning and writhing with pleasure, but it never touched his eyes; instead, tears ran freely down his face in a torrent, his lower lip quivering as another moan escaped. Gaara lasciviously licked his lips, exerting restraint as to not leap on Sasuke right now and violate him, consume him.
No, I need to make this last.
Ohh... This is just too sweet; just too, too wonderful.
You can stop this-
I know.
You have control over-
When didn't I?
Please, I can't bear this.
Oh, I think you're in for much, much more, judging by the look in that boy's eyes.
HANDY-DANDY FONT KEY:
italics: Sasuke's thoughts.
bold italics: The Voice In Sasuke's Head.
underlined italics: Gaara's thoughts.
Something is touching Sasuke, tracing the contours of his face from cheek to chin. He opens his eyes. Gaara is hanging upside down in front of him, his fingertip touching his extended tongue.
“Tears from Sasuke," he laces his tongue around his finger, "Not as sweet as your blood."
Placing that finger on Sasuke's bottom lip, Gaara pulls it down slightly, pressing on it; Sasuke seethes at him. "Oh, that look again." Gaara grasps the boy's lip between two fingers, pulling and twisting, his grin widening.
Now...
Sasuke's eyes grew wide. He opened his mouth and...moaned...as if this torture was pleasurable. Lowering his head, he grasps the finger in his mouth, letting out another moaning sigh as his lips close around it.
What are you doing? Stop it! Stop this! This is *my* body.
Are you sure you want this to stop? *Your* body seems to say different.
Sasuke was now aware of the hardness between his legs, aware of how blatant it was and of his inability to do anything to conceal it. He shuddered with rage and shame. Gaara's eyes, which had grown wide as well, narrowed as they darted to Sasuke's obvious arousal.
Interesting...
Gaara tentatively nudges his finger deeper into Sasuke's mouth, and meets with no resistance; in fact, the boy’s tongue wraps around and gently sucks on the intruding finger.
But his eyes...
Large, dark eyes locked onto Gaara’s, reflecting back a mix of shock, anger and shame.
Those eyes. Perhaps I am just as much a captive as he is.
Gaara began to ease his finger back and forth in his captive’s mouth. Sasuke writhed against his bonds and let out a deep groan, his tongue flexing against the digit, causing Gaara to bite his lip and hold back a sigh. A rush of heat seared through his body at the sight of Sasuke so wanton. Withdrawing his finger, Gaara backed away from the other boy, who began to whimper and moan at his captor’s retreat.
"No, G-Gaara...don't...hnnnhh...leave me...alone again...please..."
What are you making me say? Why....? The desire, that's it, isn't it?
Silence as the realization hits him.
No! If you ever really... Please... Just... Oh not like this! Not like this! Don't make me do this. Please...
Mmmm. Begging. Even better than I had hoped.
Still backing away, Gaara crawled down the wall. Once he touched the floor, he walked towards Sasuke slowly and deliberately, coming in close and striking out with his head, trapping the boy in a deep kiss, sucking on his tongue. Going slack, Sasuke moaned, opening his mouth wider, pushing against the other boy's mouth. Gaara clamped his teeth down on Sasuke's tongue like a steel trap and Sasuke let out a gurgled screech that did not quite sound like the experience was all bad. Then, the devious sand ninja pulled out of the embrace and spat a good amount of Sasuke's blood onto the floor at his feet; kneeling down, he scribed a kanji in the blood and the tentacles of sand around Sasuke’s limbs began to slowly undulate and writhe again. Pulling a kunai from his pouch, Gaara touched the tip of the weapon to his prey's chin. Tortuously slow, he drew the blade down Sasuke's throat, pausing there, staring deeply into the other boy's horrified black eyes, then pushed the tip into the white flesh.
This is...rape! Worse than rape! How could you-
Calm yourself. Enjoy what time you have left, my pretty one, your last waking breaths will be gasps of pleasure.
Sasuke's breath caught. He felt the rushing heat in his chest, the wrenching tightness of his heart...breaking...all over again.
You were *always* just maneuvering for your own ends. You *never* loved me.
Are you *still* going on about that? I loved you, I still do.... in my own fashion. What better expression of love, than to merge my soul with your body? Consider it a testament to my affection for you, an honor.
You are wretched. DAMN YOU!
Gaara's eyes flashed a wild vivid green as he thrust the kunai downward, slashing through the bloody, shredded remnants of the tethered boy's clothing. Sasuke sat before him: bound, exposed, moaning and writhing with pleasure, but it never touched his eyes; instead, tears ran freely down his face in a torrent, his lower lip quivering as another moan escaped. Gaara lasciviously licked his lips, exerting restraint as to not leap on Sasuke right now and violate him, consume him.
No, I need to make this last.
Ohh... This is just too sweet; just too, too wonderful.
You can stop this-
I know.
You have control over-
When didn't I?
Please, I can't bear this.
Oh, I think you're in for much, much more, judging by the look in that boy's eyes.