The Chains We Break

Warnings: Masturbation, Incest, Voyeurism

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The sun streaming in from the window lit the room, dust bunnies dancing in the light as it spread longer rays over the large bed and hit the sleeping bodies in the face. Naruto stirred slightly only to push his face back into the body under him. He didn’t want to wake, to face reality and the situation he was now in. If he could sleep forever, he would and lose himself in whatever fantasy he could make up if it meant he wouldn’t have to face reality. He remembered how he felt last night, lost and broken, as he straddled Kisame’s wide waist and begged for release. He had never felt so humiliated in his life, with the exception of the party a few days ago.

But even he had come to terms with the incident involving Yahiko and Nagato. He understood exactly why Yahiko had exuded his power over him and while it didn’t sit well with Naruto, he could understand the motive. It hurt him to know that everything he had been was a lie, that he was just playing at something he never truly was. He had lost himself and he wasn’t sure if he could ever find himself again and gain control of his life. The plunge he had taken last night had been an eye opener and the chains around his mind were broken, but they weren’t completely dissolved yet. One wrong move by Kisame would have them back in place and they would be locked forever.

Naruto was a person who gave everything his all and his personality was stubborn, it took someone more determined than he was to break him down. But it took something more to put Naruto back together. He would fight along the way, it was in his nature to do so. He couldn’t just sit back and allow another dictate his life, no matter how much he needed it. He was a fighter and nothing could ever change that about him. He was also afraid that in the middle of being put back together, he’d be abandoned, much like he had been on the streets, no one wanted a werechild who could pose a danger.

He tried to hang onto sleep for a bit longer, to keep his mind blissfully unaware of the outside world, but his bladder wouldn’t allow him. Slowly, blue eyes opened, gazing over the dark body under him as he tried to swim to awareness. Naruto wanted to be fully awake to deal with Kisame and be able to defend himself if need be. He was sure it wouldn’t come to a fist fight, because Naruto knew the other werelion had the upperhand.

Sitting up and immediately missing the warmth of the other’s skin, Naruto stretched. The cold from the shower had dissipated from his bones and he was completely warm now. He didn’t want to feel that cold ever again and would do his best to avoid cold showers in the future. He had never felt depressed before and it didn’t suit him at all. Naruto had always taken every challenge in his life head-on and survived. There was just something different in his life now and he couldn’t quite put his finger on it and why it changed so drastically. Surely one time of submitting to two men wasn’t enough to make him question who he was.

It seemed like that was the case though as he crawled over the large body and off the bed. Naruto snuck into the bathroom to relieve himself and get a shower. He wanted to wash last night off his body, to have the shame he felt wash down the drain and start the day anew. While Kisame hadn’t penetrated him, he had pleasured Naruto with nothing but his mouth and hands. Flashbacks of how those hands felt on his skin flooded his mind and he had to brace himself on the sink. He couldn’t deal with those memories now, not when Kisame was in the next room and could smell his growing arousal. There was something about giving control up to the other man last night that had his skin singing. He couldn’t shake the feel of warm lips and large hands skitting over his body.

No one had ever made him come just by touching him before, the thought scared Naruto more than he wanted to admit. To have his coveted control taken from him and to come on command by a complete stranger was unnerving and he found himself falling further down the rabbit hole. He wanted his old life back, but there was no way now with the old magics in charge. He was bound to Kisame until the other released him and Naruto knew that wouldn’t be any time soon. Naruto would be lying if he said he wasn’t scared, there was no one to catch him if this relationship failed.

Turning the hot water on and stepping under it once it reached a comfortable temperature, Naruto stood under the spray. He didn’t know what drew them together, what force was at work that was pushing them towards one another. It was almost as if he were a part of some bad romance novel where two characters were shoved together. Naruto couldn’t stand it and he wanted out, but there was a voice in the back of his head that told him otherwise. He wanted this, somewhere deep down in his soul he wanted Kisame to control him, to take everything away from him and to put him back together again.

Naruto wasn’t sure if he was ready for such a thing, to have someone own him in that way. To begin such a relationship required immense trust between two people. Naruto didn’t even know Kisame, he had only met the man at the party, which seemed like it was years ago. He wasn’t sure if he should allow the relationship to continue, but the magic in place there was little he could do but drive Kisame away. He was afraid of falling for the bastard as they relationship wore and chickening out later. Naruto wasn’t fool enough to blind himself with dumb dreams. It wouldn’t due to get his hopes up of pushing Kisame away.

Suddenly, a draft of cold air belted through the warm steam, making Naruto shiver. It was gone as abruptly as it entered. Turning, Naruto couldn’t miss Kisame’s large body. He should have felt him through their bond and would have if it hadn’t been for the distraction of cold air. Large hands rested on Naruto’s hips and pulled him back against a strong chest, Kisame’s skin was hot like most werelions. Naruto felt dwarfed by the larger male, his head coming to rest barely above a nipple.

Naruto didn’t know how long they stood there, Kisame holding him as the water fell over them. The silence felt appropriate, there were no words that could be said between them. They had been exhausted last night, Naruto protesting the bond they now shared vehemently. It was still there, in the back of his mind, teasing him. The independent part of Naruto balked at being owned, to play a part he was unfamiliar with. He was wary of the unknown, of being something he had never even thought of. For so long he had been stuck in a dominant mentality, taking care of others. Naruto knew it would be hard to break him, he would balk at any change that Kisame would try to instill. He couldn’t stop the thought how right it felt to be in this position, the other were behind him, cradling him as though he were important.

It had been years since Naruto had last had a relationship that was more than about sex and held emotional attachments. He was not sure how in the world he could function in the kind of relationship Kisame was seeking, he wasn’t completely broken, but he wasn’t ready yet for what the other werelion was pursuing. Sure, he would more than likely be ready for it later, but right now, Naruto wasn’t sure if he could handle the bond ancient magic had graced him with.

He had never placed a bond like this upon any of his former partners, preferring to share them if needed or let them go when they were ready. Naruto went into all of his past relationships knowing that they wouldn’t be lasting ones. He just couldn’t commit to any of them, they didn’t feel right and he would let them go when they had found another master who would give them what they wanted. Naruto idly wondered if they felt like this with their new masters as Kisame held him. His soul was soothed by the larger man’s presence while his mind still balked.

A large hand rested at the base of his neck, massaging it to keep Naruto docile. It was a trick used on most submissives to keep them calm in dangerous situations or to calm them down after a traumatizing event. In this case, it was used to keep Naruto calm enough that he would listen to Kisame. The technique wasn’t used last night because Kisame hadn’t wanted to stifle Naruto so soon in their bond. This was more acceptable since Naruto was on the edge of a panic attack.

The gesture did its job and Naruto’s body relaxed like it was supposed to. The old part of Naruto was trying to rebel, to push away at the blanket of contentment that was flowing over his mind. He didn’t want this, or at least the part of him that was still cognizant of who he used to be didn’t. But there was nothing he could do, his body was reacting like he was a submissive and pressed itself against Kisame’s large frame. There was no doubt that this man could tear him into half if the fancy struck him and Naruto prayed he would never piss Kisame off that much. He may have been a dominant at one point, but he was a creature of self-preservation and his safety would always come first.

The hand on his neck stilled, the action having done its job and no longer needed. Kisame allowed a pleased, deep rumble come from his chest. It alerted Naruto to the fact that he had complied with him and had pleased him well. This wasn’t what he wanted, but there was so little Naruto could do in the way of rebellion. His mind turned, the wheels spinning as he thought of just what he could do to get out of this. He didn’t want this life, had never wanted it and yet it had been thrust upon him.

“You’re not going anywhere, boy.” Kisame growled, the hard voice leaving Naruto no choice but to stay where he was.

The hand on his back kept him neatly tucked against the hard plane of Kisame’s body, the muscles rippled against Naruto’s skin. The physical command was something he couldn’t ignore and Naruto obeyed it. He was stuck, but at least he had time to figure out how to break this and push Kisame to his limit and break the bond they had.

“I don’t want to be here any longer.” Naruto answered, missing the most important word on purpose.

The lack of respect wasn’t missed by Kisame, he growled at the blatant disregard. His fingers dug painfully into the sensitive flesh of Naruto’s back, pain spiking and making the smaller were cry out. He was fucking with a man who had a temper and wasn’t afraid to assert his dominance over anyone. Naruto knew this was dangerous, but he couldn’t bring himself to care about his body. He would allow himself to be damaged just to escape this life that had been thrusted upon him.

“Too bad, boy. You will show me the proper respect or there will be consequences. I will not be disregarded so easily. I am fair when I wish to be and have reason.” There was little room for Naruto to argue, he wasn’t allowed a chance to speak. “You are mine and as such you will show the respect that is befitting of our bond. I want to explore this with you and build a relationship. You will address me as sir from now on until you earn the right to call me by name.”

Naruto’s body stiffened at the orders, Kisame had spelled everything out right before him and knew he had to comply. Naruto didn’t think he could rebel this early on, it would be best to just play along, at least somewhat, if he didn’t fight it would be suspicious. For now, Naruto would play this game until he could see an opportunity to break this. It wasn’t the most ideal thing he wanted, but it would work for now. After all, patience was  a virtue and Naruto had it in abundance.

~*~

Naruto stayed in the kitchen while Kisame spoke with his cousins. He didn’t want to deal with the traitorous bastards right now and end up getting himself into more trouble. It was hard enough to bite his tongue, he was sure that soon it would be bleeding if he kept his teeth dug into the muscle. His rebellious nature hadn’t made itself known yet even though Naruto was sure it would erupt soon.

Even Yahiko and Nagato were calling him boy, not even using his name. Kisame’s word was law and it would be like that until the bond was broken or Naruto died. Death was something he didn’t want to experience now, he was far too young to meet the eternal sleep. Naruto slammed the cup in his hand down on the counter, it made a small noise but didn’t seem to disturb the small group in the living room of his own home.

He hated how Kisame had invaded every part of his home from the bathroom to the living room. There was a touch of the large were creature in every nook and cranny. Naruto couldn’t look anywhere and not be reminded of the man he was supposed to call master. Anger welled up in Naruto as his hand closed around the mug and shattered it into pieces, some pieces of porcelain embedding in his skin.

Blood dripped down between the pieces, painting his tan skin with red lines. The smell assaulted his nose but Naruto paid it no mind. He sighed and began to pick the pieces out slowly when a large, dark hand grabbed it and pulled it away from him.

“You hurt yourself.” Kisame said lowly, frowning as he looked at the injured hand. Naruto was surprised at how gentle he was, he had expecting Kisame to be rough with him.

“It’s not that big a deal.” Naruto said, a light blush crossing his cheeks when Kisame began to pick the sharp pieces out of his hand.

“It is, blood is sacred among our kind and especially a submissive’s blood. It’s strong and carries the gene of our kind. It’s practically a sin to spill it.” Kisame’s voice was deep and soothing to Naruto.

He didn’t like that, but there was nothing that could be done about it. Naruto’s body relaxed when the last small piece was pulled out without hardly any pain. His eyes widened, though, when his hand was lifted to Kisame’s lips. His hand was kissed gently, Kisame’s lips were surprisingly soft before his tongue came out to lap up his blood.

This gesture was intimate between lovers and was only done when one partner trusted the other. Naruto had never done this with any of his lovers, the connection with them just wasn’t there. He could feel the small connection they had building just a little with such a simple act, it was a small spark that flared between them before settling down.

Naruto was confused at the gesture since he and Kisame hadn’t been getting along lately mostly due to Naruto being stubborn. For every step this relationship took forward, it was set back two. Kisame’s patience was lasting much longer than what Naruto had anticipated. He hadn’t expected Kisame to actually try to get to know him and make conversation like they were a normal couple.

“Please be more careful, Nar.” Kisame said, his words making Naruto’s head snap up.

Hearing the first part of his name had Naruto confused. He was so used to responding to boy so much that he almost ignored his own name. Blue eyes couldn’t help but hold a hint of hope as they looked up into dark brown eyes.

“Sir,” Naruto whispered almost in disbelief. This was almost too much for him to handle and he felt himself fall forward. He hadn’t meant to be so warm to Kisame, but for some reason this felt right as strong arms wrapped around him.

“It’s fine, Nar. I got you and I won’t let you go.” Kisame pressed a kiss to Naruto’s wild hair, inhaling the fresh scent of pine. This was the closest the younger were had allowed Kisame since they had met and he was reveling in it. If Naruto changed his mind like he was prone to, it was hard to tell when Kisame would be able to get this close again. 

Finally able to center himself, Naruto pulled away from Kisame just far enough to look up at the handsome face. He hadn’t noticed Kisame’s rough, rugged face with a five o’ clock shadow on the jaw. Naruto was surprised when Kisame leaned down and pressed his slightly chapped lips to his own. It was the soft press that had Naruto breaking slightly to Kisame.

There was nothing expected of him from this kiss and Kisame didn’t press for more. It was like he was content with just this simple contact as his hand kneaded the tense knots in Naruto’s back. The tension was released out of his back as the thick fingers worked Naruto’s back. Kisame concentrated on Naruto’s needs, putting them before his own. He was gaining a milestone with this intimacy they seemed to have created with each other.

“That’s the first time I’ve seen him so docile.” Yahiko said with a smirk as he entered the kitchen. It was strange to see Naruto leaning against Kisame and being comforted. But this change was a good one for him, Naruto was someone that needed to be taken care of. He didn’t have stability when he was a child and being a werelion without a pride had taken quite the toll on him.

“Fuck you.” Naruto said, moving an arm so he could extend his middle finger.

He felt too good right now to move from Kisame and his energy had been zapped. He could always protest later when he had more energy to support it. If he kept Kisame on his toes Naruto would be able to catch him off guard and break this bond even more. It was a thought that left his head the second it came, stored away for later use when he would need it.

“Nice to see the little ray of sunshine is back to himself.” Nagato snorted when he flung an arm around Yahiko’s shoulder.

Naruto watched as Nagato licked up Yahiko’s neck, making the tan skin shiver as a small moan left his lips. Blue eyes couldn’t pull away when a hand snuck down Yahiko’s pants and played with the swelling cock under the fabric. Barely audible moans were coming from the younger brother’s mouth, almost as if he were afraid to be heard.

Kisame turned Naruto around and used his right hand to keep his head forward, making him watch the scene playing out before him. Naruto knew that Yahiko bottomed only to Nagato. The brothers had a connection no one had ever questioned. It was strange seeing them together but Naruto could see how well they worked together.

It made him think about his own relationship with Kisame as he watched Yahiko give everything over to Nagato. This wasn’t a matter of topping or bottoming, Naruto realized. This was two people in love who would be together for the rest of their lives, ignoring the chains society had put around them. Naruto was entranced by them, how they moved together and how Nagato was able to play Yahiko like a violin.

The way Yahiko trusted Nagato had Naruto in total awe. He had only seen Yahiko as a dominant at their parties, taking on a sub whenever the fancy struck him. To see him surrendering like this had wheels turning in his own mind since Yahiko was so comfortable with Nagato playing his body like a violin.

Kisame’s own hands weren’t idle as they brushed over Naruto’s body, making the exposed of his stomach pimple at the sensation. Kisame’s touches were slow and deliberate, something Naruto had never done to his subs. The difference was great between their personalities regarding this lifestyle. It was almost refreshing as Kisame played with his body, coaxing it to life.

Words weren’t needed for this, Naruto could tell Kisame thought that they were unneeded. Hooded eyes didn’t look at Yahiko and Nagato when they fell shut. Naruto’s mind was clouded with lust that had been building with every soft touch. Fingers played along his stomach, making the muscles jump with anticipation of what was to come. They trailed lower and curled into the patch of blond hair that led down to Naruto’s cock.

They never touched Naruto. The fingers danced around the base of the erection. Naruto whimpered, wanting those fingers where Nagato had them on Yahiko. He wanted to ask Kisame to touch him there but the words never made it to his lips. Instead, Naruto only writhed as much as he could in the strong arms that had pinned him.

Teeth drug lightly over his neck, sending a shock through Naruto. He hadn’t expected this when a finger rolled over a nipple. Naruto’s lithe back arched at the contact as his head went to Kisame’s shoulder. He hadn’t known he was so sensitive there, then again he hardly let anyone touch him during sessions. If he had known someone touching him would feel like electricity was running through his veins, Naruto would have allowed them to touch him a long time ago.

Slowly acceptance of the relationship was creeping into his mind, lurking at the back of his mind. Naruto was unaware of it since he was too far gone in his lust and what Kisame was doing to his body. He was so close to the edge, balancing on the precipice of release carefully. Kisame was guiding him carefully every touch was planned as his fingers danced along his skin.

Naruto couldn’t say what the exact moment was when he came, but Kisame’s name fell from his lips without the permission given. His head turned into the strong neck beside him and Naruto inhaled Kisame’s scent. It was the first time Naruto done so as his body was held up by strong arms. Naruto’s body was limp in Kisame’s hold, he couldn’t bring himself to move.

“See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Kisame purred into Naruto’s ear, making him go stiff at the words as it felt like ice had dumped on him.