Punishment
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
5
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2,114
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2
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The beginning
A/N: You know I won't eat your guy's faces off if you tell me that THERES ONLY TWO PARAGRAPHS. Story now edited to it's original, and intended length.
“Did you have a nice week-end?” Itachi asked after opening the door. Shikamaru swallowed, thinking back to what exactly he’d done. It involved a different Uchiha, though he hadn’t gone as far with him as he knew he would be with Itachi. He shrugged, a little bit of sweat rolling down his back.
“It was so-so.” Itachi’s lips curled, closing the door and leading the Nara into his bedroom, where the fun was already set to begin.
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Itachi sat back some minutes later, or maybe hours, relaxing in his chair. Shikamaru flushed, looking away. "Go ahead, Shikamaru. I like it when you touch yourself." The Uchiha said, lips curling. The Nara swallowed a lump in his throat, shifting his bared legs and lightly touching his already hard shaft. Of course he knew. Itachi almost always refused to enter him until after he'd touched himself. He looked down, sliding a hesitant finger up.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" Itachi asked, eyes watching the boy's hands intently, cock twitching. Shikamaru whimpered slightly, taking his cock fully. He liked it better when Itachi did this, he was better, and he always felt so embarrassed having such a god watch him defile himself. He shut his eyes tight, spreading his legs as he began pumping, biting his lip as sounds begged to be let out.
“Good.” Itachi crossed his legs, resting his hands on the arm rests of his chair as he watched the boy start rocking into his own strokes. His eyes followed the motions of the other aptly, licking his lips slowly as his hot organ seemed to harden further from the view. Shikamaru was unable to keep quiet as he continued, words soon spilling out.
“Ugh, Itachi…fuck….fuck me…” Shikamaru murmured, loud in the still room, the only movement being his hand sliding up and down his cock, his legs quivering and toes curling. “Please, oh god, please…” His eyes lifted, looking through a curtain of his dark hair at Itachi, begging now.
The Uchiha only smirked wider.
“Turn around. I will when you’re ready.” He instructed, loving it as Shikamaru whimpered more, hand stilling. The boy lifted his hand away, sitting up. He knew what Itachi wanted from him.
“Please, no teasing this time…” He pleaded, remembering what had happened the last time.
Itachi merely waited, watching. Shikamaru shivered, skin crawling everywhere the other’s gaze landed. His shaft twitched when the hot coal eyes slid over it. He stood in front of the sitting male then, hands at his sides, aching for them to be on the others pale flesh, for Itachi’s to be on his.
He dropped down, sitting up on his knees, his cockhead inches from brushing the smooth creamy calf of the Uchiha. He whimpered again, knowing the consequences of touching at this point. He turned, making sure his feet were wider then Itachi’s as he bent down, elbows to the ground, ass raised so that the other had a perfect view of his hole.
Knowing also that there was no point in pleading with the man, he shifted his weight onto one arm, lifting the other his face darkening as he felt embarrassment flush his cheeks. He slipped his hand back, fingertips tracing over his skin as he went.
He parted his cheeks with his thumb and pinky, slipping his index inside, dry. He shuddered, back tightening as he began moving it in and out, breath coming in panting gasps now.
“Mmm, Itachi…” He mumbled out breathily, a shiver running down his spine as he slipped a second finger inside, scissoring. He almost couldn’t keep steady, legs quivering as he brushed against his prostate.
The older Uchiha watched, stomach twisting in his own private pleasure, keeping his face neutral as his cock twitched again, pre-cum sliding down the end of it. He allowed only his eyes to bleed over with his hunger, thinking back on the punishable deed Shikamaru had committed and smirking, knowing just how he would be disciplining the Nara.
“H-ha…” Shikamaru groaned, swaying as he began moving his hips back against his fingers, his cock throbbing and untouched. He shivered, imagining slipping his hand back and rubbing it, knowing that his balance wasn’t good enough to do it. He slipped a third finger in, pumping his fingers in and out.
“Shikamaru, stop.” Itachi ordered once it was obvious the boy was ready. The Nara gasped out, pulling his fingers back and slumping to the ground. He panted, slipping the hand he’d been stretching himself with down, touching his dripping end with his palm, whimpering.
“Stand and get on the bed.” Itachi said, stepping around the other once he’d stood. The other could barely get his legs up under him, following the instructions eagerly once he’d managed it. He crawled to the middle of the bed, turning and sitting with his legs spread, squeezing his cock gently to take the edge off.
Itachi came back from where he’d been, holding some kind of rope or cord in his hand.
“Arms out, Shikamaru.” Itachi said, licking his lips. The boy blinked suspiciously, but his cock was aching too much to deny the Uchiha anything at this point. He lay back, spreading his arms like he knew the other wanted. He could feel the coolness of the cord on his wrist, tightening just enough so that he could lift his arms up only about half a foot. Itachi moved down, doing the same to his legs, spreading them so he couldn’t bring his legs together either.
God was he hard…
“Itachi, please…I’m so hard, god, it’s aching…throbbing…” He lightly begged, using his back and leg muscles to push his groin up, physically begging as well. The Uchiha only smirked, moving around the bed, circling him like a predator eyeing its trussed up prey.
“You’ll get what you want…After I discipline you of course.” Itachi said, pulling out a toy he’d recently acquired, planning on using it with the Nara anyway. The boy gave him a confused look, not understanding what he was being ‘disciplined’ for. His time with the younger brother had already slipped his mind until now, but with what Itachi said…did he know?
The Uchiha only smirked wider, walking towards him, hitting the switch that set the toy going. With his free hand he reached up, pulling the black tie from his hair, letting it flow over his back in a thin wash of silken strands.
He advanced on the other, lining the vibrating toy up with the ready hole.
“Did you have a nice week-end?” Itachi asked after opening the door. Shikamaru swallowed, thinking back to what exactly he’d done. It involved a different Uchiha, though he hadn’t gone as far with him as he knew he would be with Itachi. He shrugged, a little bit of sweat rolling down his back.
“It was so-so.” Itachi’s lips curled, closing the door and leading the Nara into his bedroom, where the fun was already set to begin.
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Itachi sat back some minutes later, or maybe hours, relaxing in his chair. Shikamaru flushed, looking away. "Go ahead, Shikamaru. I like it when you touch yourself." The Uchiha said, lips curling. The Nara swallowed a lump in his throat, shifting his bared legs and lightly touching his already hard shaft. Of course he knew. Itachi almost always refused to enter him until after he'd touched himself. He looked down, sliding a hesitant finger up.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" Itachi asked, eyes watching the boy's hands intently, cock twitching. Shikamaru whimpered slightly, taking his cock fully. He liked it better when Itachi did this, he was better, and he always felt so embarrassed having such a god watch him defile himself. He shut his eyes tight, spreading his legs as he began pumping, biting his lip as sounds begged to be let out.
“Good.” Itachi crossed his legs, resting his hands on the arm rests of his chair as he watched the boy start rocking into his own strokes. His eyes followed the motions of the other aptly, licking his lips slowly as his hot organ seemed to harden further from the view. Shikamaru was unable to keep quiet as he continued, words soon spilling out.
“Ugh, Itachi…fuck….fuck me…” Shikamaru murmured, loud in the still room, the only movement being his hand sliding up and down his cock, his legs quivering and toes curling. “Please, oh god, please…” His eyes lifted, looking through a curtain of his dark hair at Itachi, begging now.
The Uchiha only smirked wider.
“Turn around. I will when you’re ready.” He instructed, loving it as Shikamaru whimpered more, hand stilling. The boy lifted his hand away, sitting up. He knew what Itachi wanted from him.
“Please, no teasing this time…” He pleaded, remembering what had happened the last time.
Itachi merely waited, watching. Shikamaru shivered, skin crawling everywhere the other’s gaze landed. His shaft twitched when the hot coal eyes slid over it. He stood in front of the sitting male then, hands at his sides, aching for them to be on the others pale flesh, for Itachi’s to be on his.
He dropped down, sitting up on his knees, his cockhead inches from brushing the smooth creamy calf of the Uchiha. He whimpered again, knowing the consequences of touching at this point. He turned, making sure his feet were wider then Itachi’s as he bent down, elbows to the ground, ass raised so that the other had a perfect view of his hole.
Knowing also that there was no point in pleading with the man, he shifted his weight onto one arm, lifting the other his face darkening as he felt embarrassment flush his cheeks. He slipped his hand back, fingertips tracing over his skin as he went.
He parted his cheeks with his thumb and pinky, slipping his index inside, dry. He shuddered, back tightening as he began moving it in and out, breath coming in panting gasps now.
“Mmm, Itachi…” He mumbled out breathily, a shiver running down his spine as he slipped a second finger inside, scissoring. He almost couldn’t keep steady, legs quivering as he brushed against his prostate.
The older Uchiha watched, stomach twisting in his own private pleasure, keeping his face neutral as his cock twitched again, pre-cum sliding down the end of it. He allowed only his eyes to bleed over with his hunger, thinking back on the punishable deed Shikamaru had committed and smirking, knowing just how he would be disciplining the Nara.
“H-ha…” Shikamaru groaned, swaying as he began moving his hips back against his fingers, his cock throbbing and untouched. He shivered, imagining slipping his hand back and rubbing it, knowing that his balance wasn’t good enough to do it. He slipped a third finger in, pumping his fingers in and out.
“Shikamaru, stop.” Itachi ordered once it was obvious the boy was ready. The Nara gasped out, pulling his fingers back and slumping to the ground. He panted, slipping the hand he’d been stretching himself with down, touching his dripping end with his palm, whimpering.
“Stand and get on the bed.” Itachi said, stepping around the other once he’d stood. The other could barely get his legs up under him, following the instructions eagerly once he’d managed it. He crawled to the middle of the bed, turning and sitting with his legs spread, squeezing his cock gently to take the edge off.
Itachi came back from where he’d been, holding some kind of rope or cord in his hand.
“Arms out, Shikamaru.” Itachi said, licking his lips. The boy blinked suspiciously, but his cock was aching too much to deny the Uchiha anything at this point. He lay back, spreading his arms like he knew the other wanted. He could feel the coolness of the cord on his wrist, tightening just enough so that he could lift his arms up only about half a foot. Itachi moved down, doing the same to his legs, spreading them so he couldn’t bring his legs together either.
God was he hard…
“Itachi, please…I’m so hard, god, it’s aching…throbbing…” He lightly begged, using his back and leg muscles to push his groin up, physically begging as well. The Uchiha only smirked, moving around the bed, circling him like a predator eyeing its trussed up prey.
“You’ll get what you want…After I discipline you of course.” Itachi said, pulling out a toy he’d recently acquired, planning on using it with the Nara anyway. The boy gave him a confused look, not understanding what he was being ‘disciplined’ for. His time with the younger brother had already slipped his mind until now, but with what Itachi said…did he know?
The Uchiha only smirked wider, walking towards him, hitting the switch that set the toy going. With his free hand he reached up, pulling the black tie from his hair, letting it flow over his back in a thin wash of silken strands.
He advanced on the other, lining the vibrating toy up with the ready hole.