Pretty Boy

It had been almost three years ago since I first had seen Sasuke. He had been a strongly built and pale boy who now obviously had grown into an even stronger young man. The cute little boy had changed. He had adapted our clothing style and had started to wear more manly outfits.

I had not seen much of him during these years. He always was busy training, while I was busy with my work. Now and then I saw him in the distance, in the company of Orochimaru-sama or Kabuto, or one of the other shinobi.
But I had heard stories of him. He was supposed to be the favourite of Orochimaru. We didn't know for sure, but we held it possible that our boss had also tried to get Sasuke into his bed.

I wish I had used my brain, that day when. I ran into Sasuke one day while he came out of the dojo, all sweaty and annoyed. Obviously it had been another frustrating day for him. He wanted power, and he wanted it fast. And Orochimaru-sama did his best to give him as little as possible. He gave the others orders to assist Sasuke, but not to give him too much. So in little bits and parts he had to be kept satisfied. One day he would get to see a glimpse of what he could become, and the other day he was told to wait a bit longer because someone was sick or because they didn't think him fit. I could feel his pain when he stormed out of the dojo. I wanted to get that job at the head lab, but so far I was stuck here, doing the dirty work while Kabuto kept promising that he would speak up for me to get a better position.
He still was as pretty as when he came as an angry young boy. That half open shirt of course did the trick; I couldn't help myself staring at it.

So I ran into him. Literally. If my brain hadn't stopped working I could have avoided a collision, but now I found myself too close to him to stay my own cool self. I clutched my stuff, and looked up into his eyes. They were the same as I remembered; cold and without a trace of amusement. This young man clearly was not to be taken lightly. Yet, I still had the urge to tease him, to see if he was just as normal as everybody else. Or as abnormal as the rest.

“On your way to your master, pretty boy?” I smirked at him. Oops. That was a mistake... I felt his chakra flare angrily. He grabbed my arm and pushed me to the wall. I hadn't expected this, so I couldn't come up with some clever thing to do or say. It wasn't exactly my style to be cornered. It usually was the other way around. I had to be careful now.

I didn't want to start a fight because I feared that I wouldn't be strong enough to be a match for him. So I did the one thing which I hoped would have another effect; I kissed him. I stretched out my hand towards him and felt his soft cheek. And I pulled my face closer to his and placed my lips on his. He looked surprised, but didn't seem to object against my kiss. Hmmm... He smelt nice. Fresh sweat always has a stimulating effect on me.
I felt encouraged, and slowly and carefully examined his lips with my tongue. Such a pretty young man... It would be a waste to have him end up in my master's bed. So I tried him, and he responded nicely to my kiss. Obviously he didn't have much kissing experience, but he was eager to learn. He even tried to put his tongue in my mouth, which almost made me grin. You're not going to get him yet guys, because now he will be mine.

But then I sensed that someone was coming. And because I wanted to make a statement and I didn't know if Sasuke had heard Kabuto coming, I took advantage of it. I pressed myself against him, putting my arm around his strong waist and wished that I didn't had that stupid shirt on so I could feel his lovely broad chest rubbing against my breasts. I let my hand wander over his back, up to his lovely neck and stroked it as if he was a young cat; carefully while making sure it purred.

Kabuto didn't look pleased when he saw us. And Sasuke noticed him too late. He broke off the kiss, but just before that I couldn't help to feel something becoming enthusiastic between his legs. First I had thought it was his rope belt, but now I was convinced that I had been wrong. Go me. Sasuke certainly didn't mind women.

I couldn't believe it, but I saw a glimpse of red on Sasuke's cheeks. The proud young man was blushing, being caught kissing with a girl. Kabuto shot him a cold glare, stopped and wanted to say something to him. But he walked on and nodded to us. I suddenly could breath again. I realized that not only could I just have put Sasuke in a difficult situation, I also had put myself in a not so favourable light. I just hoped that his wouldn't have any consequences for my career...

Well, now it was too late. We were in trouble. So why not take advantage of it?

I looked up at Sasuke. His dark eyes looked a lot more friendly now. He looked intently at me, perhaps even longing. But that might have been my own wishful thinking. I had been some time that I had spend the night with a man, and this young man looked a lot more promising than the one I had last time. “Let's go,” I said to him. “Come with me, we need to talk.” And I started to walk to my chamber, looking back if he was following me. He was.

With Sasuke behind me, I opened the door to my room. Now I wished that I had cleaned it up before I went out this morning. And I wished that I had put on my nice underwear. If only I was more of a house keeper I would have make a better impression, but then again it seemed that Sasuke only had eyes for me.

I tried to, I really did, but before I realized it we were on my bed, frantically kissing each other as if we were doomed. Which perhaps was indeed the case. Sasuke was beginning to fumble with my shirt, trying to get his hands on my naked skin. Good thinking; that young man certainly would get what he wanted. I pushed him back on my small bed and placed my hand on his chest to stop him for a moment. I wanted to make sure this wasn't a whim of him. While I don't object to some horizontal action now and then, I wasn't so sure about him yet.

So I sat up and I looked into his eyes and smiled, while I slowly unbuttoned my shirt. He stared at me and helped me getting it of my back. I opened my bra, and he couldn't stop staring at my breasts. I tossed the cloths aside, and turned my attention to his shirt. With it he looked really nice, but what would that shirt hide?
It was easily to remove, and then I got a full view of a perfect male torso with a fascinating Curse Mark on his shoulder. An imperfection on his otherwise beautiful body. It was without hair, except a little line from his navel which disappeared into his trousers.
My blood was running in my veins like mad and I was beginning to feel hot. The poor boy must have felt the same. He was shaking when he tried to remove his belt. Or it could have been nerves. So of course I helped him strip. Removing trousers always is one of the most unromantic stages in love making. But you can make up for it with lots of things. So I pulled them of, while stroking his muscular legs at the same time. I didn't know if I could be so bold to remove his boxers, so I left them on. He must have felt a bit ashamed since he already had a nice erection. That looked promising.

He came up and wanted to kiss me again, while I was busy getting my skirt unhooked. I decided to step out of my panties at the same time, so I sat there, naked on my bed, while Sasuke was still trying to make up his mind about removing the last piece of cotton. He decided to kiss me, and run his fingers over my body.
I sighed happily while he took me in his arms. I almost didn't want to close my eyes because of that beautiful body of his. It would be a waste not to feast my eyes on it. I was beginning to get really wet now, eager to welcome him inside me. But I also knew that I didn't want to scare him. I was pretty sure that he didn't have much experience.

His hands were stroking my back, running through my hair and wandering around my breasts. He had a nice touch. I was feeling all warm and his hands felt like little lines of electricity. So far he had avoided to touch my private parts, and I hadn't seen his. But when he started to bring his face towards my breasts and kiss my body I decided that things definitely were looking promising. And since he probably wouldn't last long, it was now or never.

The older a male lover, the longer the love making lasts. They have much more stamina than the young and eager ones who may have an erection pretty quickly, but who are finished in a few trusts. But their enthusiasm usually makes up for the shorter time. In those cases I usually slowed them down a bit so I could have a satisfying feeling afterwards too. But every now and then I didn't mind a quickie. But not now. I wanted this to last as long as possible, since I had a feeling I wouldn't get a second chance. If Kabuto was going to make my life difficult he would probably transfer me to another place.

I kissed him, long. And our tongues were investigating each other. Warm, wet, things heated up nicely. Sasuke finally had gotten the courage to let his hands wander to below, and he was slowly advancing towards the wetness between my legs. I decided to make things easier for him and spread them a bit while making soft encouraging noises. But not too much; don't scare the boy.

I wanted to slow him down, but I couldn't help myself and I wanted him now. So when he was busy caressing my neck and shoulders after a very stimulating examination of the female anatomy I decided to take advantage of the moment and I pulled down his boxers. He gasped, but then got up a bit to remove them.
He still was beautiful. Most naked men look weird, with their erection all purple and ugly. But he was perfect. And as ready for me as he would ever be.

He wanted to use it now for what it was intended. And since I didn't want to spoil an otherwise perfect occasion, I decided how we would do it. I pushed him as softly as possible back on my small bed while caressing his sweaty and muscular body. He was breathing heavily, and his cheeks were flushed. And I probably was in the same state; almost shivering with anticipation. Then I mounted him. For the first time I dared to touch his member. I had been afraid that he would come too fast, so I had restrained myself from touching it. But now I helped him to enter me while I bent forward to lean on him. He breathed even more heavily. Oh, and me too. Slowly I moved, and he moved with me, getting in the same rhythm softly thrusting in me.
But that wouldn't last long. While I was concentrating on getting on that really good feeling of his warm flesh against my swollen and sensitive warmth he started to move faster and trusted harder. He had closed his eyes, but now I noticed that they were red. Red and with strange marks. And I could feel that his chakra was building up. With another few thrusts in me he arched his back and threw his head back as best as he could while climaxing. I was on the brink of climaxing myself, and the sight of him all ecstatic was almost enough to make me come too. I was shaking and all flared up, and touched myself while he came. I smiled when I saw the question mark on his face when he felt my contractions. And then he made a big sigh while I felt his semen flow out of me.
I also breathed out, panting and all satisfied. His member slipped out of me, in its original state again but having had a new experience. It was wet from both of us. And I pulled my leg over his and stretched myself next to him, carefully trying to avoid falling from my bed. I stroked his chest, all damp now and smelling even better than before. I love that warm and moisty smell after having sex.

His eyes were dark and normal again, but the warm look again was gone. He seemed to have come to his senses and he almost turned rigid. When he sat up and started to feel for his pants I felt a pang of regret. Had I been I too bold? Did he feel it had been a mistake?

I decided not to ask him what was the matter. Sasuke slowly got dressed again, and when he donned his rope belt he finally looked down at me. I was lying there, accepting that he wouldn't give me an explanation. But then he bent down to me and gave me a soft kiss on my forehead and caressed my cheeks and my hair before walking towards the door and leaving quietly.

I was sure I would never see him again. And indeed one week later Kabuto had sent me to the north hideout. The work certainly was interesting. But what was even more interesting was that Sasuke had left me something. My period was late, and then I realized that I had forgotten to use a condom that day. I said I wished I had used my brain, didn't I?

I knew that Sasuke had two wishes, to kill his brother and to restore his clan. I think I can help him with the latter...


The end