A white flower and a beautiful scent

One-shot Last Part: Maria’s Embrace

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I will not let you go,
For you are the personification
Of what I long for and what I despise,
Both I cannot live without.

Such a beautiful scent
Intoxicating and unique
It captivates my senses
It heightens my desire

I wait for your cold embrace
Lying in bed full of your tears like withered petals
It stains the white sheets of my bed

My world they only consist of you and me
Of your cold embrace making my insides burn
and your beautiful scent overwhelming the sickening smell of iron
In the liquid red

“Fuck.” He cursed for the third time that night as he flapped his pitch black wings towards his headed territory, it was a particularly humid night and it wasn’t helping the fact that his first lead to that person was actually dead.

He took to looking down to the pointy tops of pine trees and the wavy arm-like vines of the willow and cypress trees, and the long river leading to a falls before leaving his territorial boundary.

I will not let you go

A flash of blonde hair and tanned skin though was not included in his expected view. It was impossible for his night vision eyes to not spot the naked figure bathing under the falls, and the hateful silver snake imprinted in his skin.

The loud flapping of wings warned Naruto of Sasuke’s arrival, making him turn to the direction where the black feathers were being blown from, landing softly in the surface of the water and then sinking.

“What are you doing here?” His voice was thick and hard, but Sasuke’s stern appearance and the demonic look the moonlight casts upon his shadow atop a huge stone just the side of Naruto didn’t faze the blonde a bit, instead he just sank his lower body in the water and remained under the falls.

“The well water is warm so I figured I should bath here, it was a humid day.” Naruto smiled, putting his palm up to feel the rough pouring of water from the top.

“Get dressed, let’s go.” The raven-haired man turned, ready to transform back to his earlier form.

“Can you go ahead first? I’ll stay here in a while since I’ve just started.” Onyx orbs swirled from black to red at the sound of Naruto’s body sinking lower down the river. Sasuke can barely remember how he got down the river, but he could recall pulling the blonde’s arm and pinning him on one of the huge stones near them by gripping his neck in one hand and his wrist on the other.

“Who the fuck are you?” A trickle of blood was still visible in the corner of Sasuke’s lips as he snarled the dangerous question right at the startled blonde’s face.

“Sasuke-” A tanned hand automatically went to tug away the pale one from dangerously strangling his neck, his cold breath lingering on his skin as Sasuke neared his mouth near his ear, the fangs already protruding underneath thin blood stained lips.

“Who gave you that snake mark? Answer me. Or I’ll kill you this instant.” Sasuke loosened his grip on Naruto’s neck, just enough for him to be able to talk but enough to restrain him.

“Sasuke what are you… l-let go… it hurts…!”

“Answer me! Who!?”

“Sa-s’ke…” All through that entire moment Naruto’s eyes were swirling from blue to red and sometimes a mixture of both, the whisker marks on his cheeks were either fading or emerging but never permanently plain and even as his nails were deeply digging in Sasuke’s hand the brunette still couldn’t find the reason why he was letting him do what he want.

“Why aren’t you fighting back? What do you want from me?”

“Isn’t… it you… who… wants some… thing…. from me?” He managed through every raspy breath, but Sasuke’s hand maintained its grip on around his neck, eyes indifferent and unfazed from his retort.

“Why were you there? Why did you come here? What is your relationship with that Ne-”

… For you are the personification of what I long for and what I despise

Sasuke stopped still, hand automatically letting go of the blonde sending him to collapse kneeling on the riverbed wheezing and coughing with a hand rubbing his sore neck.

“Sasuke… what… what’s wrong?” Sasuke just stood there staring at him as if he was some morbid looking creature for his eyes to have that stain of fear in them.

“Sasuke?” He tried to reach for the brunette, but Sasuke recoiled away from his hand, quickly stepping back and with a wisp of sharp air he disappeared.

Both I cannot live without

Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to will away the memory of that nauseating smell that haunts him over and over again, it felt so real it’s almost like he had gone back to the exact same place he had been a thousand years ago. It was a moonless night, but the stars appear to decorate the skies brightening the pitch black night into a navy blue one, that he can see as he stared up through the open window beside his bed, the cold wind cooling his naked skin under the slightly damp covers from his dripping hair.

“There are no corpses here… but the smell-” The brunette’s tense form started to relax as he breathed in the cool wind blowing inside his room, it was different, he could not describe it. It was soft and mild to the senses, soothing and calming any rebellion going on inside his head and he recognized where that scent was coming from, that he couldn’t help looking down the window to see sprouts of green vines with little buds of white standing out in the darkness as well as the familiar flaxen-haired blonde standing before it.

Such a beautiful scent

From below the blonde looked up at the direction of his window, their eyes meeting at that instant that he couldn’t move for a moment.

“A friend told me, these flowers only emit this sweet smell during the night. They have grown quicker than I thought.” His voice was still raspy, but judging by his carefree expression it appeared that he was alright, although Sasuke was aware of the dark violet hand prints around his neck when the blonde looked up.

Intoxicating and unique

The brunette sat perfectly still and silent on his bed, elbows braced on each knees while his hands were cradling his head.

“Why… Why is he…” Sasuke snapped from his internal conflict, eyes darting towards the door at the sound of Naruto’s knocking.

“Go away.” He groaned while pulling the blanket over his head and his arms over them as well, he felt lower than a coward he couldn’t even laugh at himself.

“Sasuke…” But the door creaked slowly open none the less, revealing Naruto in his white under robe and a melancholy look on his face.

“Didn’t you hear me!? I said go away!” Sasuke’s voice was muffled under the sheets, for he kept himself under them, not wanting to see the blonde.

Naruto ignored the man’s desperate orders, quietly walking towards him after securely closing the door.

“Sasuke-”

“Leave. I don’t want to see you right now…”

“Sasuke, I won’t ask you anything. I just need you to listen to me.”

Sasuke didn’t want to leave the safety of his covers, under the white sheets he will not see Naruto, he will not smell that scent that for a moment made him forget what he is, who and where he was at that time, under the sheets, he will be able to tell himself that everything that he’s feeling was just his imagination.

But the rustle of cloth and the steps growing louder and louder while advancing towards him told him that maybe just a peek would be alright.

He froze.

It captivates my senses, it heightens my desire

The soft light of the oil lamp cast an ethereal glow in his golden skin as he slowly removed the sleeve of his yukata from his arm, exposing his bare shoulder and chest. He undid his obi, his other hand bracing the half of the kimono still worn on the right part of his body while the left was fully exposed, revealing the silver snake tattoo that appeared more sinister in the faint light.

“What…”

“As a child, I was purchased by a yakuza family as the group leader’s consort.” Naruto started off, his voice not open for any protest.

“From the current group leader, to his successor I remained in that same position. I tend to their sexual desires, I entertain, and I listen… Gaara was his name…”

I wait for your cold embrace

>>>>>

“Naruto…”

The same blonde hair, the same blue eyes, the same tanned skin clad with silk of red and silver, he sat on his legs inside a small tatami room, a red-haired man lying his head on a kimono clad lap as the blonde’s gentle fingers were firmly massaging stiff shoulders, the scent of fresh bamboo calming them both as well as the sound of rushing water from the garden outside traveled inside the room.

“Hmm?”

“I want you to meet someone.” Calmly closed eyes slowly opened to peer down the redhead on his lap with curiosity.

“Who is it Gaara? Not another painter…” The blonde sighed, letting the man take hold of his hand that was lying on Gaara’s shoulder.

“No, he’s a tattoo artist.”

“A what?” The redhead’s stiff expression remained the same as he continued to explain.

“He is our family’s tattoo artist, he made the character on my forehead.”

“I see…” Naruto smiled with an understanding look as he gazed on the character of ‘ai’ on the left of Gaara’s forehead.

“Do you… want me to…” The blonde bore a kind of fear and uncertainty while caressing the man’s dark red hair with his free hand.

“Yes, it will be painful, but all the more so you will remember its significance. You are tied to me, and that will be the seal of that bond.” They both remained silent for a while, staying in the same position and their breaths the only human sound echoing inside the room.

“I coincide.” Naruto didn’t have the right to choose in the first place, he was a consort, bought to cater to their convenience and nothing more, he was only grateful that unlike his first master, the son looked at him more like human than a toy.

Gaara went to sit cross-legged on the futon next to them while he stood to light the oil lamp in the corner of the room as it began to darken outside, the small fire cast a soft comforting glow around the room heightening the beauty in the simplicity of the place.

“Come here.” The blonde looked over his shoulder after blowing the fire from the burnt match stick, mint green eyes fixed on his back as the red-haired man began to until the obi of his under robe. Naruto only nodded in obedience, putting the burnt stick in the trash bin and untying his own obi while walking in quiet steps with his socked feet towards Gaara.

He went to straddle Gaara whose impatience had him almost falling towards the man while still clothed in the loose kimono when he was roughly pulled by the arm along with a grunt of impatience, letting experienced hands do their ministrations under his yukata while tanned hands cupped porcelain smooth skin, engaging their lips into a languid and satiating kiss.

“Wait… the kimono…” Gaara seemed not to listen to his panted suggestion, pale hands already making its caressing way from his knees up to the inner side of his thighs while hungry lips went to place hovering kisses and hard ones up the crook of a tanned neck down to a tensed shoulder.

The almost fleeting shadow revealed behind the thin paper sliding door though made the redhead stop, his eyes that were once glaze with only hunger and lust now frozen with anger, his guarded emotionless mask back into place.

“Who is it?” The low snarl that Naruto felt vibrating into the skin of his shoulder not only made him tense, it frightened him too, because nothing good ever happens when Gaara would use that tone, the uncomfortable tightening of the redhead’s hands on his waist was beginning to get painful too.

“Pardon my intrusion… it appears that I have been mistaken, should the meeting between us have been later? Or is it that my sense of time’s just twisted?” Just from the low hissing tone of that voice outside was enough to send goosebumps up his spine, Naruto knew that being yakuza, Gaara knew a lot of people, some he had seen to be either weird or a freak of nature but either way frightening. That man behind the shoji, he thought wouldn’t be any different from the rest of them.

A moment of silence stood between the three before Gaara exhaled an irritated air that he could feel in his skin and permitted the man outside to come in.

“Gaara I’m still-” The hands securely placed around his hip and back prevented Naruto from pulling away any further, he was still straddling Gaara, his back to the shoji door now slowly sliding close had him staring at the wall behind Gaara, the eerie shadow of the man cast by the light of the oil lamp the only thing he can see of their untimely visitor.

“Group Leader, it seems that I had come a little too early…” The shadow slowly descended to his knees, shoulder length hair swaying forward with the lowering of his head.

“No. This is good a time as any.” The half of Naruto’s back was left bare to be seen and observed by the mysterious visitor as the rest of him was still covered by the kimono.

“Then…”

“I trust that you will make your job as good as you have done to the others, this is Naruto, my consort.” The half of Gaara’s face was hidden behind Naruto’s shoulder, his mint green eyes stern above them.

“It is an honor to be given the kind of trust you rarely… or should I say never give to others save for him.”

“I do not need to tell you, what you can touch is limited to just what is needed, any unnecessary movement and you won’t be able to use your hands again.”

The unfazed calm reaction of the visitor surprised Naruto when he heard him answer in a confident tone, that even if he couldn’t see him, the blonde knew that the man’s nerves were sure made of something since every time he would hear Gaara use that tone to his subordinates they would either remain quiet or stutter out of nervousness and fear.

<<<<<

Lying in bed full of your tears resembling withered petals

“His name was Orochimaru.”

“Was…” Sasuke’s head slowly rose from hiding in the covers, eyes wide with disbelief as if he had just heard that wrong but Naruto continued to talk, blue orbs staring off into space.

“The work was to be done in the Sabaku’s main house, but when I arrived there, no one welcomed me except for him.”

>>>>>

“Where’s Gaara?” Naruto couldn’t control himself from looking around the seemingly endless line of shoji doors while he was being led by Orochimaru through a dark hallway.

“Don’t worry, he wants to see you after the tattoo is done.” Every time Orochimaru would use that eerie tone Naruto could feel himself wince, and the echo it was making had only made it worse. Orochimaru to his eyes was some kind of an oddity, unlike many tattoo artist he wasn’t covered in piercing or tattooed from head to toe, the only tattoo he saw in him was the dark slits in the corners of his eyes closing down his pointy nose, like the ones he would see on a snake’s.

“Ah… here we are. Just lie down and remove the robe.” The man closed the shoji door behind him, the bareness of the place didn’t even register in his mind when he thought that maybe he just heard it wrong.

“What?” Orochimaru pulled a single futon from the cabinet, dropping it down the tatami floor.

“Remove the robe, the tattoo will be on your thigh up the hips. I don’t want any distractions. The sooner this finishes the better.” His smile for the blonde didn’t suit him at all, because his face would constrict into a sinister look and his sickly green eyes made it a pain for Naruto to look at him, it just didn’t go well with his abnormally pale skin, even paler than Gaara’s.

“O-okay.”

<<<<<

“I didn’t trust him at all, while I was lying there I couldn’t hear anything but my heart. It was beating so loudly. All through the time that he was making this… I was aware that every time I would wince in pain he would smile.” Naruto’s left hand trailed from the head of the snake down to its middle abdomen imprinted on his thigh. “It was like he was enjoying every thing that made me squirm in pain.”

>>>>>

“How long have you been his… well consort?” The bussing sound had already numb Naruto’s ears from wincing from it, he kept his head tilted to the side while he lay on his back, his left thigh reluctantly spread wide to the side, forcing his eyes to stare at the wall and not into the stranger who was appearing to enjoy every slow moment of his ordeal with the tattooing machine in his hand. Naruto was always aware, that the man wasn’t just touching his thigh, he was caressing it and the only thing keeping Naruto from kicking the man was the guarantee that Gaara would make him pay later.

“Two-years ago.”

“And I heard you were his father’s before?”

“Since I was eight.” The stabbing intolerable pain earlier was now a mere stinging sensation to his numb thigh, the snake was almost halfway done, and the only portion left was the neck and head.

“You don’t sound the least sad about it.”

“I’m not one to sink into depression and self-pity.”

“My… what a likeable trait you have. Or is it that… you liked the job?” Naruto didn’t bite into the insult, and even if it wasn’t he couldn’t care less about it, he was used to the lascivious glances he would get from the other family members of the yakuza, other women’s hateful and prejudiced gazes. All he could think of was how lucky he was that he wasn’t one of those people spreading their legs to different people every night, he had a warm place to sleep, someone who cares for him, that was all he needed.

“I couldn’t say that I hated it.” The man’s fingers were abnormally clammy and cold over the thin skin of his abdomen and the stench of blood as the time progresses was becoming more and more nauseating to him.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Orochimaru dropped the machine, wiping the blood on his skin with an unseen flick of his tongue inside his mouth as the silver head of the snake was made prominent in the golden color of his skin.

Naruto ignored Orochimaru and just pressed the back of his hand against his nose harder.

“Where’s Gaara? I want to see him.” The blonde just remained where he was, unable to move his thigh because of the pain slowly creeping up his spine from the ordeal earlier.

“You can smell it too, hmm?”

“W-what?” Before Naruto could react, the man had already pinned both his wrists so hard that it was sinking into the futon, his lucid green eyes hovering over his form in a sickly lustful way that made Naruto want to puke.

“Get off! Get off!” His tongue was abnormally red, a stark contrast to his pallid, almost alabaster lips that looked like it belonged to the dead that when Orochimaru licked his own lips with that sickening look of lust on him Naruto couldn’t help but cringe.

“Gaara! Gaaaraaaa!” Naruto screamed at the top of his lungs, throwing his head to the side so as not to smell the foul stench lingering under his nose from the man’s breath and from the corner of his eyes he saw Orochimaru’s own ones turn yellowish green, the blue circle inside the pupil turning into a thin sliver of black at the center.

“No one will come, see…” The overpowering stench became too unbearable for Naruto that all he could do was hold his breath as Orochimaru leaned his mouth closer to his, feeling that cold tongue of his flick at the lobe of his ear, even his breath was cold.

“Gaara will not come… not when he’s already like this.” The door opposite to the one he came from was smashed into pieces with an invisible force at the wave of the man’s hand, and Naruto wished he had not looked when he did.

There were bodies, each mangled and unrecognizable from their original shape from the pool of blood soaking the tatami mat and painting the walls a hideous red. An animal would have died a more honorable death, at least when they do they go straight to the kitchen, whilst theirs were piled on top of each other, some missing a couple of limbs but the body that took Naruto’s undivided attention the most was…

<<<<<

“His body… was pinned to the wall by his own sword… I couldn’t even recognize him anymore if not for his clothes.”

As Naruto was saying this Sasuke began to notice at how the blonde was keeping himself from trembling by clenching his fist to his side, while the other one was holding a death grip on his kimono. The blonde hair shadowed his eyes when he lowered his head, only the clenching of his teeth can be seen as he continued to regulate his breath through clenched teeth.

The fulfillment of his long time goal ever since he was turned, it had been his lifetime mission to gain knowledge of that man who had made his life miserable in his thousand year lifespan and here was Naruto, someone who not only knew of that man but also possessed the same situation as he had been in… or more. But why… was he feeling like something wasn’t right, or was it because he didn’t want to know what happened after that massacre?

“And… in front of those corpses…” The blonde slowly raised his head, his lower lip almost bleeding as to how hard he was biting it and he closed his, exhaling out the last few words with a fluctuating voice.

“… he raped me.”

>>>>>

“Ever since I saw you… fifteen years ago… I knew I would make you mine.” Naruto threw his head to the side with a muffled guttural moan as his body rocked back and forth as the man impaled himself on him over and over, he was there, legs spread wide and hands clenching on the material beneath him while willing himself to grow deaf from the man’s pants and moans of sadistic pleasure as he entered him over and over again.

He clenched his jaw tightly, biting his lips to stifle any sound that was sure to satisfy the man relentlessly pounding onto him over and over again and never once letting his eyes open. But it was useless, because the image was so cruel it had burned into his mind automatically that even though he tried to hold his breath through his nose, he can taste the sickening flavor of salty iron in his mouth with every breath he inhales in them.

“… just-ah-kill me…” He was crying, begging, snarling, pushing, moaning, panting everything in him was in a conflict he didn’t know what to do anymore.

He felt his head snap to the other side by having his jaw gripped by long-nailed fingers burying into his skin, that even in the darkness Naruto could see Orochimaru smirking through the skin of his neck, his lips crawling to the crook of his neck and abnormally sharp teeth nibbling them teasingly and his yellowish green eyes piercing him.

“No… I can’t do that… you are someone unique and too interesting for me to let go of. Forever… I will have you.”

Through the darkness as Naruto’s body wracked with insurmountable pain on every limb there came an even greater one as he felt his skin and flesh tear from being invaded with four sharp fangs both front and back of the crook of his neck, something warm oozing from the burning wounds and along with it came a howl of pain.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Stop! What are you doing to me!? No! Stop! Stop it! I beg you! No it hurts! It hurts stop!” The almost endless line of red stained the white of the sheets, drenching the both of them in tears, sweat and blood so dark it was almost black.

“Noo! Stop!” His hand let go of the sheets, settling over clothed shoulders to push them away, to get the fangs implanted on his flesh out of him, crueler even, was that Orochimaru continued to rape him even while he was already getting dizzy from the blood loss that soon struggling was impossible, all he could do was lie there until his awareness was consumed with dark sleep, numbing the pain and the image from his mind.

<<<<<

Sasuke remained speechless eyes fixed on the white sheets but he wasn’t seeing them, for a long time, he thought he would never again feel the pain of having the difficulty to breath, for how could a vampire breath, what they do, they sigh, they inhale, exhale, gasp yet all of that was purely for what they were used to doing while they were still human. When if they tried to not breath, it wouldn’t make a difference, they’d still be there… and now he was feeling like he was about to burst from the flashes of images of Naruto’s revelation in his mind, that even if he didn’t want to, his mind was automatically putting Naruto’s image and Orochimaru’s inside his brain, moving and acting out the words coming from the blonde’s mouth.

“After I was turned, I rebelled against him… I did everything I knew of to kill myself… to kill a vampire… he had me locked inside an empty room then. I had… cravings just smelling blood it was suffocating me, but I didn’t back out on my principles, If I would have to starve myself to death I’d do it.”

“How…” A shuddering word that had left unfinished in the brunette’s mouth let the blonde continue, it was what had erased all Naruto’s doubts of continuing for Sasuke’s sake.

“He kept me drugged… and made sure that I’d stay alive through blood transfusion… even in death he has an absolute hold on me.” Naruto smiled wryly at the thought, he was actually feeling shocked at how his life went down hill when he was realizing it now.

“The doctor… doing the transfusion back then… was Neji.” Sasuke’s lowered head snapped up at the mention of their first and last visitor months ago, it was just a one time meeting, and a farewell as well but even though Sasuke assured himself with the events that he saw that night that they would never see each other again, he couldn’t keep feeling frustrated, questions filling him up one by one until he could no longer bear it.

>>>>>

Naruto lay almost lifeless on the single futon at the center of a three tatami room smelling of incense and something more prominent in his heightened senses. He stared blankly at the ceiling, the painful feeling of being injected with needles long ago been numbed by Orochimaru’s far more intolerable sadistic doings. The once bright blue eyes were paler than before, they didn’t even flinch at the sound of the sliding door opening.

“Naruto.” Gentle and far more human with its flat baritone, the young long-haired brunette wearing a doctor’s robe informed of his arrival, putting down his bag on the side of the futon, pale lilac eyes trailed on the unmoving form under the covers.

“Even though I transfuse blood on you every week, if you do not will yourself to move and eat, your condition would not improve.” There was a tinge of worry in that long line of a sigh that made the blonde narrow his eyes with sadness, he’s undeserving of such an emotion.

“No matter what you do…” The man paused from putting the medical apparatuses out of his bag onto the floor when the blonde finally spoke to him. “I will never be able to go back to the way I used to be.” Naruto raised his pale although tanned hand, staring at the palm that was once rose colored, proving of the warm flowing blood in his veins. “This sickness… where we take countless lives… in exchange to save our own.”

Blue eyes darkened, taking in the thoughtful expression of the man sitting beside him as he continued. “You don’t know what you’re getting into, Neji.”

Neji just chuckled, closing his eyes in the process. “If I didn’t I wouldn’t be here. Since the main reason for my being here is you.” Darkened blue eyes widened for a second before they narrowed again, shimmering moisture lining the edge of his lids.

“Even when you’re still Group Leader Sabaku’s consort… I continued to be my father’s successor as the group’s doctor in hopes that someday you would…”

“Neji.” The blonde closed his eyes firmly, a line creasing the middle of his brows as he exhaled a shivering breath before sighing with the continuation of his words coming along with the tears sliding down his temples. “You’re such an idiot.”

Neji replied Naruto’s own forced smile with his own carefree one, slowly putting his head to lie on the blonde’s shoulders and feeling the slow rising and falling of Naruto’s chest against his own while he braced his hand to cup the blonde’s cheek, that was once, he remembered in his childhood memories to be contracted into a smile with a warm soft skin.

“Let’s kill him.” A determined voice escaped the brunette, aware of how the body below him tensed at the suggestion in the finality of those three words, and for a long time silence harbored in between them.

The blonde’s tightly pursed lips moved to separate, and taking in an amount of air, he exhaled.

“When?”

<<<<<

It stains the white sheets of my bed

Naruto paused in the middle of his revelation, slipping his body off the kimono entirely, revealing his exposed flesh to bask in the heated gaze being given by the fazed brunette lying stiffly on the bed. He went to take another step closer, pausing at how he could feel rather than see Sasuke recoil from him.

“Do not be afraid.” The blonde smiled, raising his hand to take a reluctant pale one clenching on the white sheets and with a firm grip he brought it to cup on his face, leaning against it with half-lidded eyes comparable to that of a cat being petted.

“Sasuke.” He leaned his other hand on the bed, bending down to put his knee on it while proceeding to join the flustered brunette on the bed, who could only stare with black wide eyes full of disbelief and confusion.

“You only have to accept.” The hand bracing on the cushion of the bed moved to cup Sasuke’s jaw that was slightly hanging from how his lips were opened.

“I will cry for you when you’re sad. I’ll smile for you when you’re happy. I’ll do everything… that you couldn’t do, because you’re not alone anymore.” Blue half-lidded eyes glazed with something that Sasuke could very well recognize but refused to accept came to meet his own dark ones, until they were only just a hair’s width away from each other, the brunette had no idea what was happening.

“I only belong to you.”

Dark onyx orbs blinked at the sense of being filled inside with something akin to warmth at the touch of their lips and before he could realize what he was doing, his hand was already lifting the sheet to cover the both of them on the bed, the other pulling the blonde closer into a deeper kiss.

My world they only consist of me and you

Their bodies soared into the heat consuming them from the flames coming from their ragged breaths and moans of pain and pleasure, a mixture of sin and honey that forever they will share. Every movement was intensified with emotions of longing and a realization of a long forgotten wish, voices composed with cries of pleasure reverberating into the silent corners of the room, and their shadows plastered on the wall joined in each and every movement.

GASP FOR ME

“Ah! Sasuke!” Thin rivulets of sweat cascaded down the blonde’s tanned back as he threw his head back creating a magnificent human bow, his mouth opened wide for air and saliva trailing down the corner of his mouth as his body rocked up and down under the lap of the brunette whose hands were firmly placed on his buttocks.

Tanned hands went to wrap around a sweat slicked pallid neck, dark hair plastered against the glistening pearl-like skin as Sasuke devoured the flesh in front of him with obvious greed, sucking and nibbling on the hard nubs on each chest that was covered in tiny purplish bruises.

CRY FOR ME

“Naruto…” A tiny gasp escaped the blonde as he was pushed down the bed by the taller man, Sasuke’s rigid cock reaching him deeper with another thrust as pallid hands move to spread his thighs wider, his hands automatically reaching to embrace Sasuke as his head threatened to hit the headboard by how hard he was being rocked on the bed.

OPEN UP FOR ME AND ONLY ME

Sasuke moved from putting his weight on Naruto to bearing his own but never pausing on pushing his cock in and out the blonde, eyes never leaving the lust-filled expression of his lover as he braced his hand on the side of the blonde’s head, the other one lifting Naruto’s leg to rest on his shoulder and turning the blonde to lie on his side.

LOVE ME

“Ah Sasuke… Mmnn…” Naruto couldn’t see anything but a blur of white that was the sheets and his own hands tightly clutching on them out of the tears blurring his vision, and squeezing them clear of moisture he turned to look on the concentrated expression of his lover above him.

“Naruto… I’m…” The blonde said no more, cupping the back of Sasuke’s head he closed the distance between them with a firm kiss, bodies growing equally rigid and the feeling of hot liquid spilling inside of him making Naruto escape from the kiss, throwing his head back on the pillows and a death grip on the sheets he cried his lover’s name, as Sasuke did almost at the same time.

Of your cold embrace making my insides burn

“Mm…” Naruto groaned tiredly under the covers, head turning to look over his shoulder to gaze at the intent look from dark eyes trained in his form as Sasuke continued to caress the skin on the curve of his waist.

“Sasuke? What’s wrong?” He turned to lie on his back, looking up with childish curiosity at the man sitting on the bed beside him.

Sasuke only smirked, sliding back under the covers to bury his mouth on the edge of the blonde’s shoulder as he put his arms around Naruto’s waist. “Does anything have to be wrong for me to look at you?” Naruto blinked at the smirk playing on the brunette’s lips, chuckling softly as he snuggled closer to the man and pulling the covers up above their heads.

“It’s just an expression, silly. Sleep already, it’s going to be daybreak soon.”

“Ah.”

And your beautiful scent

“It’s going to be summer again…”

“Naruto, we should cover the flowers or they’ll get drowned.”

“Yeah, rainy days here are tough.”

Sasuke closed his eyes at the same time that Naruto did, inhaling the scent of sweat and something that was uniquely his lover’s, and he asked himself thoughtfully… just how long had it been since he had slept this peacefully for a thousand years.

Overwhelming the sickening smell of iron in the liquid red

He never bothered to think of the answer, because soon darkness had already consumed his awareness, the darkness he had never thought he’d ever welcome. Well… who would be afraid of the cold darkness… when there’s a warm light right beside you?

END