Lonely Along the Way

A/N- I’m Back! Yesterday was my birthday! Yays! I’m 20!
On to the goods! This chapter is pretty long, grab some food, or not.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Naruto characters.

Chapter III
Lickable Fingers


Sasuke made to lie perfectly still in the bed as he opened his eyes to someone standing over him. He had stopped breathing and stopped moving altogether. His heartbeat could be heard a mile away as he tried to take steady breaths without the other person noticing. He quickly shifted his eyes once their gazes met. He almost felt ashamed and he didn’t know why but-

Sasuke looked up slowly again. He eyed the figure in front of him hard like, trying to figure out where he had seen him. Then it hit him as the elder gave him a look he knew he remembered. He was the same guy Sasuke had bumped into before breakfast yesterday morning.

Itachi was still staring down at the boy when he saw a confused look fall over his face. The little brat had remembered him after all. Itachi remained expressionless as he smirked mentally.

“Get up,” he said sternly, staring down at the boy like he was some force to be reckoned with. Sasuke, however, didn’t move an inch. His eyes didn’t stray from he who ordered him around and his breath slowed to a stop. He would have gladly gotten up if he could explain why the bed was soaking wet. He was afraid the other was going to make fun of him for having had an accident at his age.

“Move.” Itachi gave him just one more chance to get himself up. “If you don’t, I’ll help you move.” He half growled when the young boy only shifted his eyes again, trying to find a way he could get out of the bed unnoticed. Itachi waited for all of twenty more seconds before he grew impatient and reached forward to pull the covers back.

Sasuke fidgeted and pulled the covers up to his neck. He was shaking as Itachi stopped trying to get a hold of him. He noticed how terrified Sasuke actually looked now. Maybe this boy thought he was going to treat him the same way Orochimaru had.

Itachi ignored the fact that he felt somewhat bad for the boy and grabbed his wrist. He pulled in an attempt to retrieve the frail body from under the blanket but Sasuke pulled back, whining slightly. Itachi raised his eyebrow when he felt the restrain of the boy as he tried to get out of the grasp. Orochimaru had said something about him being stubborn, hadn’t he?

Sasuke looked towards his waist, concealed by the covers. He thanked God none of the liquid had shown through. Itachi noticed where the boy had looked and held tighter as his eyes began to drift down the bed. He could tell the boy was laying with his knees up against his chest as he shivered. He wondered…

In a flash Itachi ripped Sasuke from the bed and held him in the air by his arm. Sasuke hadn’t expected the young man to be so strong and he was taken aback by how easily he’d been removed. He tried to free himself and cover up what had happened but it was too late, Itachi had seen everything.

Feeling slight remorse for the boy’s embarrassment, Itachi lowered him to the floor and stepped back, still holding his wrist in case he planned to run. The poor boy was probably having visions about what Orochimaru had done to him. While the evidence of the fresh wet dream dried on his thighs, Itachi bet anything that the boy had no idea what had happened to him. Sasuke dropped his head and stood there, displeased with himself altogether.

Itachi stared harder at him now. His body was small and lean for his age. The skin of his body looked just as soft as it did on his flush cheeks. His arms showed years of labor and they were long and slender like his fingers. Itachi stared into his eyes and saw how cold they looked, just like his own.

‘Could he really be…’

In light of Itachi’s suddenly thought, Sasuke stole his wrist away and rubbed the opposite arm shy-like. Itachi didn’t jump forward at him or grab him again. He just watched, as the boy seemed to hide within himself. This made Itachi regain his normal attitude. He couldn’t believe the weakness this boy was carrying. There was no way he could be an Uchiha, no matter how much he resembled one.

“After me.” Itachi said and swiftly turned around. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of, we all have them.” He stated as he began to walk. Sasuke frowned as he heard this. Why'd he say that? Does he know what happened? He watched the elder walk away slowly. It didn’t take Itachi long to realize that the boy wasn’t following him like he’d ordered.

“Who are you?” Sasuke asked bravely to the other boy’s back. He knew he probably shouldn’t have said anything but there was something different about this guy. Something that was far more gentle than Orochimaru could ever be. Sasuke wanted to know who he was, if he could help him.

“That is of no importance to you.” Itachi kept his back to Sasuke as he talked. He hadn’t guessed the boy would start talking to him and he couldn’t say he was pleased. He had a feeling that questions were going to start floating around and he had no such time.

“Then I’m staying here.” Sasuke was pleased with himself for standing up to the older boy but no sooner did the words leave his mouth than Itachi was standing in front of him again. His hand was around Sasuke’s throat and Sasuke was suspended in the air yet again.

“Do not make the mistake of thinking I will treat you like he does. I don’t care about you and I won’t run around and watch you. Either you follow me or you can go hungry while you await his next arrival.” Itachi dropped him to the floor and began walking out again.

Sasuke got to his feet and rubbed his neck. He took it back, this guy wasn’t better than Orochimaru, he was worse.

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Sasuke groaned as he stood on the cold tile of a bathroom floor somewhere on the level near his room. He had uncomfortably followed Itachi out of Orochimaru’s labyrinth and into the hall where he’d gotten lost the night before. He hadn’t wanted to trail the other but as soon as he started to throw a fit again Itachi didn’t hesitate to snatch him up and let him know who was in control. He calmly informed Sasuke that he wouldn’t be afraid to punished him -get rid of him if need be.

Then he explained he had no intention of babysitting him. Sasuke feared him but it wasn’t the same fear he got when Orochimaru was around. It was more the type of something like respect.

This caused for Sasuke to walk a few feet behind Itachi as they turned down hall after hall and traveled up several flights of stairs. They had passed his room where Sasuke thought he was going so he stopped walking. Itachi made it clear that they wouldn’t be in that room until he was cleaned, a second time. Sasuke gulped and kept moving. He wondered silently if Orochimaru was going to share him with his loyalties.

Taking a deep breath as a warm rag glided over his body, Sasuke stood perfectly still, afraid the other might be far more ruthless than Orochimaru had been. They had no conversation together as Itachi washed him down. The washcloth was smooth but Itachi scrubbed Sasuke’s skin, turning its color to a faint red. The boy bit down on his tongue, too afraid to even make a sound as Itachi racked over his body.

“You’re filthy.” Itachi said, as if he could sense what Sasuke was thinking. He wasn’t meaning to be rough but Sasuke had grown up doing work for others. No matter how clean he looked, his pores were screaming for a good cleansing. Itachi looked down at him and Sasuke’s eyes were looking somewhere else as he dropped his head in shame. He wished someone would understand that he could very well wash himself.

The soapy rag floated over Sasuke’s neck and he winced, stepping back a little. He looked up terrified, thinking he would get a backhand for moving but Itachi paid no mind to his movement. Instead he tilted Sasuke’s neck to see the nail marks Orochimaru had left the night before. He tried to apply the soap to Sasuke’s wound but the boy leaned away, his eyes searching the room like he’d forgotten where he was.

“You’ll be infected if it's not cleaned so stop flinching.” Itachi voiced firmly. He didn’t really want to do this in the first place. He didn’t have time to calm the boy every time he got scared. He washed over the scabbing sores on the boy’s neck and then forced the rag onto Sasuke’s chest.

“Finish, I have things to take care of.” He stepped back and shook his hands dry. Sasuke raised an eyebrow as the older boy turned away.

“Wait…” Sasuke didn’t care about finishing his bath. He dropped the rag on the floor and quickly stepped away from the shower he stood under. “You can help me.” He tried reaching his hand out to touch the elder boy without realizing. Itachi turned around quickly and grabbed Sasuke’s wrist, which he held gently.

“You belong to him now. There’s no use in trying to escape it. Do as he says and you’ll end up living longer than the others.” He looked Sasuke up and down. “It would be a shame for such a body to go to waste. Mind yourself around him and he’ll be gentle.” Itachi let go and turned again. “I’ll be outside when you have finished.” He disappeared through the doors and closed them lightly.

Sasuke waited where he was.

‘Do as he says and you’ll end up living longer than the others.’

Did that mean that Orochimaru was going to get rid of him permanently if he kept trying to push the man away? Sasuke looked around him in the shower hall. There was definitely no way out. He didn’t know if he wanted to take the time to appreciate his own privacy or find a way to beg the other boy to help him. He almost dropped the idea when he realized something he hadn’t before.

The older boy –who’s name Sasuke didn’t know- was very similar to him. He half wondered if Orochimaru used him too. It didn’t seem like the other liked Orochimaru very much at all. Maybe he had been through the same thing Sasuke had. Maybe Sasuke could eventually convince the older to show him how to get out of this deathtrap.

‘It would be a shame for such a body to go to waste.’

Maybe he could use his body to his advantage. He was clever enough to sneak his way through many things in the past. The elder didn’t know him so he wouldn’t be able to see through Sasuke’s lies. It might take him awhile but he believed he could win the other boy to his side and save himself.

Sasuke stayed in the shower hall and rinsed himself. He didn’t know when his next chance to bathe alone would be so he took this to his advantage.

Outside the door, Itachi made his way down the hall. Had he really some place else to be, he would leave the castle entirely but he was no less stuck here than Sasuke. He turned the hall and strolled down the stairs to the dining room where a crowd had gathered. Itachi stood near the entrance to the room and watched the people walk in slowly from the other side.

He was still having trouble figuring out why the boy he’d left upstairs was having an effect on him. He wasn’t too young when his brother had been born. He could remember it quite well actually. The only thing that bothered him was that his brother was dead, gone, and never coming back.

The baby had drowned in the river near Itachi’s home. He’d seen it with his own eyes. There was no way in the world that boy could be related to him. His mother and father never had other children and on Itachi’s fifteenth birthday he was sold away too.

The boy upstairs would be too old for his parents to have had children after he’d left. Itachi was eighteen now and if they’d had another child, he or she would only be about 3 or 4 years old. No matter how much his head was giving him a reason to believe the boy was his brother, Itachi just wouldn’t budge on the issue. He was an only child and he much preferred it that way. He was the last Uchiha and he’d made sure of that, hadn’t he?

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Sasuke pushed open the door to the bathroom and found the other boy not there. He sighed when he realized he was alone again. He didn’t want to admit it to himself but he had enjoyed the company the elder had given him, even if it was awkward.

Sasuke looked down and saw that there was a pile of clothes neatly folded on the floor. He glanced around the hall to make sure no one was watching as he stepped out of the room to grab the clothes and then walk down the hall, dripping wet.

Apparently everyone thought he wasn’t going to run this time and had left him on his own. Sasuke didn’t try and get away either. Fearing he’d be caught by some man or one of the cleaning ladies, he hurried to his room and jumped inside, slamming the door and leaning up against it. He threw the clothes on the bed and sorted through them.

He was given two shirts and two pairs of pants. There was a towel folded at the bottom of the stack, which he wrapped over his shoulders so he would stop shaking.

The knock on his door startled him and he turned around quickly, wrapping the towel tighter as the shadow of a tall figure appeared in his now open doorway. Sasuke’s eyes widened when he saw his most recent shower accomplice walk through the door. He was half expecting Orochimaru would be the one checking to see if he’d run off. Then he remembered that Orochimaru had hundreds of people working for him. There was no need for him to go walking around.

“Are you hungry?” Itachi asked, not really caring if the boy said yes or no. He sort of just wanted to talk to him again, maybe get some information on the boy’s background. If in fact the boy was an Uchiha then Itachi was going to dispose of him even if it meant Orochimaru would kill him for it.

Sasuke shook his head but it wasn’t the truth. He did want something to eat, he just didn’t feel like he could hold anything down at the moment so a declination was in order. Itachi nodded, about to step out of the room when Sasuke dropped his towel to his waist and tied it tight.

“Who are you?” He asked as he stepped forward, rubbing his arm like a shy child. Itachi didn’t move and he didn’t make any indication that he’d heard Sasuke, aside from the twitch of his lips. He hadn’t wanted to bring up any actual conversation.

“Isn’t it proper that the younger address the elder with his own name first?” Itachi couldn’t seem to take his eyes off Sasuke’s chest, although it appeared that he was looking more behind the boy than directly at him. Sasuke took a step back and looked down.

“It is,” he started quietly, “Only…I don’t have a name. I’m no one.” Sasuke bit his bottom lip and turned his back. He was a good liar, had been all his life. He needed to make sure no one ever found out who he was or where he’d come from. He wanted to keep that to himself, until someone could save him at least.

‘He doesn’t remember his birth name? That just made the chances of him being an Uchiha raise significantly. Damn my father if he lied to me. He deserves the grave he rots in.’ Itachi began to close the door behind him. “Then I am also no one to you.”

“Wait!” Sasuke called out but it was far too late. Itachi was gone and the locks on the door were the evidence. Sasuke took a deep breath as he walked to the bed and fell onto it. He sprawled out and breathed heavily. He wasn’t getting through to the other boy. Maybe he disliked Sasuke for being Orochimaru’s new interest. Sasuke lightly wondered if Itachi had been thrown away for being too old now. It didn’t bother him for long, though. With the sun shining through his window onto the bed, warming his damp skin, he began a nap.

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Sasuke woke up that night to the calm of the wind blowing through his window. He sat up and looked at his door, which was open again. Looking at an angle to see if the door across the hall was open as well, Sasuke wasn’t too shocked to see that it was. He sighed and thought about trying to get away again. His last try was a failure and he didn’t want to run into Orochimaru again, so with that in mind, he laid back down on his warm bed.

The light from the hall was bright in his room as he continued to look out the door. He had been resting quite well until he had felt like someone was watching him. He got up from his laying position and threw on a shirt and some pants. He let his bare feet touch the floor while he still sat on the bed, unsure if he was going to put his body in anymore danger.

Taking a chance to heal his curiosity, Sasuke got up and walked across the floor. This time he was going to see just who his neighbor across the hall was. He peeked outside the door and looked to his left then to his right. No one was in the hall once again, his guards were gone and only a small torch burned near his door.

Sasuke looked across the hall, no one was standing in the doorway of the other room. He wondered if anyone stayed in that room in the first place but if not, then why was the door open along with his? And why wasn’t any other door open down the hall? He busied his mind and thought about it. This caused his head to drop and his eyes to close.

He only opened his eyes to feel a chill creep down his body. He looked up quickly towards the stairs but no one was there. He sighed and started to pull back into his room but he suddenly heard light breathing.

Sasuke snapped around and froze at the boy standing two feet in front of him. He hadn’t been there before, Sasuke had been watching closely. He was absolutely sure of it. He backed up into his room and the other boy backed up as well. Sasuke stopped moving when the other was standing in the empty doorway across the hall.

Sasuke watched as he ducked inside the room and into the darkness. He wanted to follow but for all he knew it was just another trap. He stood where he was until he swore he heard someone calling him. Calling him by his name.

He began to walk forward cautiously, out into the hall. He stepped so carefully he wasn’t sure he was even moving himself. The voice calling him got louder and louder the closer he got to the door. Making his way into the room, the door promptly closed behind him and Sasuke was standing in darkness.


“Hello,” Sasuke said quietly, trying to figure out if this was going to turn out the same way it had last night in Orochimaru’s room. The lights came on at the sound of his voice and Sasuke saw that the room was almost identical to his. There was a bed, a bureau and a large bookcase on the opposite end, something he didn’t have.

Sasuke made his way over to the books to find that they were fake, painted to look like something that could entertain someone for hours. He reached and his hand slid across the old paint, carefully.

“There…”

Sasuke spun around quickly to see his mystery boy again. The boy was pointing at the case in front of him but Sasuke was more interested in why he kept popping up unexplained. He took a step towards the boy but he was only a hologram and quickly faded away like a mirage in the hot desert.

“Who are you and how do you know my name? What do you want with me?” He asked but he received an answer he hadn’t been looking for.

“Read the books.” The voice that had been calling him into the room was much clearer. Sasuke turned around to the case and began to look at the water colorings of books. They were in alphabetical order and now that he was looking closer, some of them were missing. All the vowels were missing. Sasuke started to search through them as he thought about why they weren’t there.

He was midway when he remembered Orochimaru’s name. He jumped all the letters and went for the O. That book was also missing but there was a hole in the painting there, as if a book had actually been there at one point. Sasuke put his hand over the empty space and felt a draft traveling through the vacant place.

He gasped in shock and retracted his hand, wondering if he should stick it inside and see what he might find. It was quite obvious that the ghostly boy was trying to show him something. He stood back for a second and realized he couldn’t see the empty space when he wasn’t up close.

‘That must be how it’s kept hidden,’ Sasuke grinned as he stepped closer again. Now he just had to figure out what was going on. His curiosity getting the best of him, he stuck his hand in the hole half expecting to lose it to a beastly monster.

There was none, just a switch. Sasuke flipped the switch up and the wall in front of him began to rumble loudly. Sasuke jumped back as the bookcase began to disappear into the floor and reveal a spiraling staircase. He waited there until the room was silent again. He looked down the dark passageway and then took a step inside without thinking too much about it.

As he walked, holding on to the wall for support, he could hear two familiar voices having a conversation, about him.

“He said he has no name. I didn’t interrogate further. It’s not my interest to find out who he is.”

“Did he tell you that? Such a smart boy, isn’t he? He’s played the both of us.”

“He’s played you, not me. As for my babysitting job I’m finished. He’s a hassle to keep an eye on. You have plenty of women to do such things, Orochimaru.”

“Mmm, I do Itachi, but I can only hope I might witness you rinsing off his body. Wouldn’t you like to please your King?”


Sasuke stopped walking and listened closer. ‘Itachi…’ His heart started beating faster as he took a few steps without knowing it.

“No, I wouldn’t. Hence I have not let you touch me. Nor will I ever. Find someone else and find his name of your own accord. He knows it, he’s just reluctant and I don’t have time to fight him.”

“You’re a bit cross with me lately. Fine, I’ll find it out for myself. It might even be a little fun for him.”

Sasuke stopped walking when he came to a door. He didn’t know where it led but he could tell Orochimaru was in the next room. If he were to open that door then he would be caught for sure. He’d hate to find out what his punishment for leaving his room again would be. It was probably a lot worse than what had happened last night.

Sasuke noticed the crack under the door and got down on his knees to look under the door. He could make out Itachi’s feet leaving the room and Orochimaru’s turning towards another door. Sasuke could barely recognize the room but he knew it was Orochimaru’s. He watched the man vanish through the door and he breathed easy again. He was safe for just awhile longer.

“Hello again.” –or was he?

Sasuke stood up straight from his kneeling position behind the door. He didn’t know how someone had managed to sneak up behind him without him noticing. He didn’t turn around though. He knew it was Orochimaru and the wave of capture was dancing around him. He wasn’t even being touched and he felt trapped. He could feel all his means of escape, gone.

Sasuke couldn’t imagine that Orochimaru would have found him hiding in such a place but he shouldn’t have excluded the fact that the man did own this castle. He should have better tried to stay hidden instead of being so nosy.

“Please, step inside.” Orochimaru’s voice seemed to fill Sasuke with a million thoughts of how he was going to be used. Just like he had been picturing inside his dream earlier that morning. Sasuke obeyed him and opened the door. Moving into the room, Orochimaru followed and closed the door behind them.

Sasuke walked across the floor of the current room and kept his eyes low. He had a pitiful pain in his stomach but he tried hard to ignore it as he made his way to the room where the bed was located. It was impossible for him to forget where he had been so violated by the man. He stopped in front of the door and kept his head down.

Orochimaru reached over him and pushed the door open in front of Sasuke. The boy didn’t move then, he stayed where he was, hoping to God this was all a dream and he hadn’t been stupid enough to let this happen a second time. Orochimaru gave him a little push but instead of budging, Sasuke turned around and stared at the man. He was shirtless and his pants were riding low.

Sasuke wanted to pretend he was unafraid but the truth was he was just as scared as he had been last night, maybe even a little more. However, he stood like he wasn’t terrified of what would become of him in that room.

Orochimaru took this to his advantage and slid his hand around Sasuke’s waist. He much preferred to see Sasuke’s sweet face when he held him close like this. It made him feel like he was in control of the boy and that’s what he liked best. He walked Sasuke backwards into the room and the door closed behind them.

Sasuke fell on the bed and didn’t move as Orochimaru towered over him with a devious smirk. He kneeled on the edge of the bed and hovered close to Sasuke’s body. The boy had taken up panting quickly as he prayed to himself.

As Orochimaru lowered his body down farther, preparing to trap Sasuke to the bed, the boy managed to slide his body up and out from under the man. He scrabbled to his knees and backed away. Orochimaru just laughed slightly at Sasuke’s willful drive to get away. He then retreated until he was sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard, watching Sasuke like he was prey.

Sasuke watched him too, hoping he could just get by with sleeping next to the man for his own comfort. He could stay safe from another night of invasion on his under-aged body. Sasuke got no such thing when Orochimaru motioned for him to come closer with just his finger.

Sasuke gulped, turning his head away to search the room. He wanted to jump off the bed and run to the door, which was still there to his disbelief. He had every intention of doing so. All the wheels turning in his head were pointing for him to make his get away now. Nothing was stopping him, he was safe. Orochimaru was practically propped up comfortably. It would be nearly impossible for him to move and catch his footing before Sasuke made it to the door but, where would he go after that?

Sasuke gritted his teeth as he disposed of all thoughts for a plan of escape. He couldn’t help but crawl over to the man and kneel in front of him. Orochimaru’s grin gave Sasuke chills but he stood his ground. Maybe if he gave in just this once, he could be let go.

Orochimaru reached up and ran a hand through Sasuke’s hair as he pulled the boy by his cotton shirt into his lap. The man raised his knees, letting Sasuke slide down closer and directly on top of his hips. Sasuke took a deep breath but the man shushed him with a finger to his lips. Sasuke’s hands were lifted from his sides and wrapped around Orochimaru’s neck lightly.

The boy looked down at the man’s bare chest to get away from his gaze but his head was raised again. Orochimaru leaned close, his tongue flicking at Sasuke’s lips softly. On impulse, Sasuke moved back but he wasn’t able to go far. He randomly thought about when he had bit Orochimaru the night before, but the man had seemingly forgotten.

Orochimaru pulled Sasuke back to him and instead of forcing his tongue down the boy’s throat in impatiency, he waited until Sasuke looked up in his eyes. He then slowly leaned in and kissed Sasuke’s lips. His hands held still Sasuke’s hips as he arched just a little. Those hands then glided behind Sasuke and settled on his firm globes. Fingers bent to grab at the flesh, squeezing, releasing, and rubbing. Orochimaru went further, wandering one hand under the hem of Sasuke's pants and then allowed a single digit to trace down the crack it found there.

Sasuke’s heart thumped loudly in his chest as his lips became wet with the man’s saliva. He shuddered as he held his eyes open and listened to the man groan into him. He didn’t breathe, not even through his nose. He was holding his breath so long that he couldn’t help but exhale as Orochimaru’s hands found their way under his shirt.

Taking a deep breath to compensate for the air he had lost, Sasuke felt Orochimaru push up against him, increasing the pressure on his lips. He couldn’t help but close his eyes now as Orochimaru’s softness seemed to seep into him. He tightened his arms around Orochimaru’s neck, enjoying the sensation of his mouth being seized by the warmth of another. He breathed easier now even though it was a fast, easy breathing.

Orochimaru smirked now, having succeeded in coaxing the boy into his clutches. He gradually opened his mouth and pressed the tip of his tongue into Sasuke’s unwilling one. The boy’s body went solid as memories of the night before came clear. Yet he didn’t want the kiss to end. He wanted to feel just those lips on his again but that tongue was in the way. Sasuke resisted as best he could but the tongue found its way passed his lips and into his mouth.

Sasuke wanted to pull away but he quickly noticed he wasn’t being choked by the long muscle. His only means to stop this was to push his tongue against the other’s to keep it from going down his throat. He moved his tongue against Orochimaru’s while the other’s lips continued to somehow nip as his. Sasuke felt his tongue slip passed his lips, into Orochimaru’s mouth where he felt like it would be sucked off.

He placed his hands firmly on the man’s chest and pushed off, pulling his tongue free but his lips wanted another taste of the man. Sasuke unknowingly leaned into him and asked for more by gliding his lips over Orochimaru’s. The man was taken for borderline shock at the boy’s actions but arched into him, lifting his shirt off. His hands slid up Sasuke’s chest evenly, thumbs running over Sasuke nipples with force to harden them.

Sasuke moaned sweetly at the new sense of touch. He raised himself a little, pressing his sheeted member against Orochimaru’s stomach. The man overpowered Sasuke’s frail kiss with a bit more of his tongue’s length. Sasuke groaned but he accepted it slowly. He also let Orochimaru’s fore finger and thumb squeeze his nipples until they ached and made him exhale unfamiliar noises.

This caused Orochimaru’s cock to harden quickly and grow erect between Sasuke legs, beating against the inside of his thigh. Sasuke was startled and feared what was next. He felt Orochimaru pulling him closer forcing more and more of his wet length down his throat. Sasuke began to panic as his mouth tired out from the fill. Sasuke moved his hips, feeling the brief effects of the nubs on his chest being twisted slightly. His movement finally set Orochimaru off, granting the boy a quick taste of that tongue far down his throat and the pulsing cock behind Orochimaru’s pants tightly between his legs.

Sasuke tried to get away now, feeling he was threatened more than ever. Orochimaru held him close but Sasuke tore his face away and coughed while he gasped for air, still pushing the man away with all the force he had. Orochimaru growled in an effort for Sasuke to calm down but the boy had other plans. He was pressing away in an awkward position, driving his hips into Orochimaru and daring to bend his cock in half.

Orochimaru couldn’t keep Sasuke still anymore. He let the boy go and Sasuke moved back but Orochimaru quickly pinned him down and hissed at him. The man hurried and tossed Sasuke to the headboard behind him, slyly grabbing a small rope from under his pillow and tying Sasuke’s hands to the bedpost.

He crawled over Sasuke’s body and leaned down as Sasuke whimpered with his eyes closed tight. Sliding his sweaty hands up Sasuke’s stomach to his chest, Orochimaru fell on top of him and brushed their lips together again. He wormed the tip of his tongue back into Sasuke’s mouth as he lightly massaged the boy through his pants, at times holding him firmly and squeezing him on and off.

Sasuke couldn’t maintain the patience for a sweet kiss as his body reacted to the man’s touch. He tried to refrain from lifting his hips but it was no use, he was beaten again. He whined slightly as Orochimaru nipped at the small, pink nipples with his teeth.

"A-ah!! Gah...S-Stop it!!" Sasuke tried to sink himself into the mattress and away from those torturous lips, but he only succeeded in being granted an approving look from Orochimaru while he continued to lave around each erected bud with the full length of his wet muscle.

"So lovely," Orochimaru purred, moving down to twirl his tongue around the young boy's navel. "Your voice...is so delicious, as is your beautiful body. Mmmm...your master needs you so very much. Do you know what you're doing to me?" He delved his pinkish muscle into the dip of the boy's stomach and softly bit around the rim. Sasuke squirmed uncomfortably and thrashed his head from side to side.

"Leave me alone!"

The man ignored his cries and continued his teething on Sasuke’s body. His smooth skin was especially soft tonight and he smelled fresh. Orochimaru’s nails racked over him, careful not to leave any marks on his precious body. He slid down slightly, still letting his tongue play all over the boy’s upper body. His hand left the safety of Sasuke’s fully erect manhood and bent forward, pulling his pants down. He pushed them down to Sasuke’s ankles and tore them off.

"No, n-no!!!"

Orochimaru chuckled lightly as Sasuke tried to close his legs to hide bare waist and standing cock. Orochimaru couldn’t help but grab it up. Sasuke raised his head to see what was going on as Orochimaru moved down to lick the tip of his juvenile piece. Sasuke held his mouth open wide in a moan as he let his head fall back. It was unlike anything he’d felt before.

The slick wetness of Orochimaru’s warm tongue rubbing over him so quickly made him ache. The man backed away and licked Sasuke’s stomach. He moved up, kissing Sasuke everywhere as he went. The boy’s breathing picked up with every kiss Orochimaru laid on his skin. The man sucked on him lightly, leaving behind little circles that burned faintly.

“Please...p-please just go away...“ Sasuke was begging this time. Orochimaru looked up at him and smirked evilly as he moved back down and began to suck on the insides of Sasuke’s creamy thighs. His tongue whipped over the delicate skin between Sasuke’s legs and he began to suck harder, leaving bigger bruises. Sasuke whimpered after every spot he left. He didn’t want this but he felt he needed Orochimaru to continue further.

The man spread Sasuke’s legs and let his tongue wrap itself around Sasuke’s cock more than twice over. The boy cried out now, gasping or moaning or whimpering, anything he could do to make noise. He pulled his hands forward, trying to yank the rope free so he could grab the man’s head and force him away. No matter how good it was feeling, Sasuke did not want it.

Orochimaru added on to the torture by incasing his mouth over Sasuke’s aching sensation and letting a warm sleeve of saliva in his mouth dribble down onto Sasuke so he could lightly begin to pump him with his tongue. The long, wet replacement for Orochimaru’s hand moved steadily up and down Sasuke’s cock evenly.

Sasuke began to scream at the pressure building up inside him. Orochimaru could feel the warm liquid from his mouth drool down Sasuke’s crack and drip onto the bed. He took it upon himself to slide a single finger into the boy’s ass. He did it with ease and Sasuke leaned forward again, mouth hanging open and eyes closed as he shrieked. He clenched on impulse and prevented Orochimaru from digging into him anymore.

The man unraveled his tongue and pulled back, looking down at the erected flesh before he devoured it again, sucking it down the back of his throat. He bobbed his head slowly, granting him the pleasure of Sasuke not noticing how his legs spread wider. Orochimaru enjoyed his mouth's works as he forced another finger into Sasuke and began to move them forward in clean thrusts. Not long after, he was rewarded with the taste of his slave's liquid excitement.

Delighted, Orochimaru sucked out the cloudy liquid, groaning out his satisfaction as he went as far as to stab his tongue into the slit, careful not to miss a single, precious drop. The groan caused a vibration to travel up Sasuke's quivering length, adding to his pleasurable torment.

Sasuke fell back in a puddle of sweat as he jerked at the rope again, this time simply because he wanted something to hold on to. He winced as the fingers slid in and out at a pace that quickened and before he could blink the man gracefully shoved another finger passed his walls to create a burning sensation at his entrance. Sasuke begged himself not to cry now. It hurt him a great deal but he was between enjoying the warmth of Orochimaru’s mouth and the roughness of his insides being invaded.

Sasuke couldn’t keep up anymore. His breathing was out of control and the feel of something bursting inside him clouded his body. He hunched forward as best he could as he moaned loudly. He couldn’t explain what happened next. His body exploded, that’s the best he could think of. He lurched forward, something was definitely spilling out of him and it felt so good he just wanted to keep moaning.

Orochimaru almost smiled as he sucked up the cum and let it linger on his lips. He held it in his mouth as he sat up on his knees and tilted his head back, letting it slid down his throat. Sasuke watched, swaying back and forth, as he tried to stay awake. His body felt like it was on overload and he wanted to lay down. So he did, falling back into a drowsy state.

Orochimaru dropped his head down and spit some of the boy’s cum into his hand. He stood up from the bed and stepped out of his pants, waiting right there as he gently grabbed his own neglected cock and pumped it slowly, staring down at Sasuke’s innocent body. He was far more than ready. He slowly knelt back down and waited at Sasuke’s entrance.

The boy’s dizzy eyes cracked open just a little as he felt something heavy thumping against his ass. Sasuke tried to sit up but he knew he couldn’t. He opened his eyes slowly and looked down as best he could. His first thought was to scream as he imagined the pain of Orochimaru’s enlarged cock pushing into him. Far thicker than his fingers could tell a story.

Sasuke moved his legs to close them but Orochimaru held them open and kissed Sasuke’s knee. The boy ripped it away and managed to close his legs but Orochimaru tore them back open as he forced himself between the milky thighs. The boy’s heart slammed against his chest roughly. He looked up and tugged against the rope, hoping to get some slack but he failed once again.

He heard Orochimaru’s filthy laugh and that’s what set him off. He had nowhere to go and he was trapped, he needed a way to get out. Sasuke waited until Orochimaru was practically pushing inside him before he raised his foot off the bed and swiftly kicked the man in the jaw, sending him flying backwards.

Sasuke credited himself for such a smooth move but remembered he was still stuck not too soon after. He looked down at Orochimaru who sat up and cracked his neck to the side. His lip was busted and blood ran down the side of his chin. He licked it away and stared at the boy. Sasuke narrowed his eyes as the man came back towards him, anger very apparent on his face. Sasuke lifted his legs, ready to kick him again, but Orochimaru would not allow such disobedience a second time.

Maneuvering quickly between the boy's raised thighs, he brought a fist down onto Sasuke's defenseless stomach, causing him to instantly lower his legs. Sasuke stuttered for breath, moaning in pain while Orochimaru pulled the boy's legs underneath him and swiftly spread the rest of his body on top of him, successfully subduing him. He then crept up Sasuke’s body, moving until his hips settled on Sasuke’s chest and raised himself up. The boy was now staring straight at Orochimaru’s paining length.

He quickly grabbed Sasuke’s hair and pulled the boy’s head forward, slapping him harshly across his face. Sasuke’s growled but he was done whining. Grabbing his slave's chin in a firm grip, Orochimaru moved his throbbing member to the swollen mouth. Sasuke clenches his jaw, refusing the man passage, resulting in precum being smeared all over his soft lips from the impatient, seeking cock. Hissing, Orochimaru reaches back and pinches a nipple with his long nails harshly.

"Ga-ah!!" Sasuke yelled, unlocking his jaw and letting it fall open to voice his pain.

Orochimaru laughed as he wasted not another second and drove his irritated cocked deep within Sasuke’s virgin throat. Sasuke choked as he tasted the bitter saltiness of Orochimaru pre-ejaculate mixed with whatever essence of himself the man had rubbed on his penis previously. It was warm and almost had a tang to it but that mattered none to Sasuke. The man gawked another laugh as Sasuke gagged and kicked his feet in a fit.

Sasuke’s mouth was full, Orochimaru could barely slide the rest of his member into the boy's mouth. Sasuke breathed through his nose as he found it hard to even attempt to bite down. He wanted to spit it out but by now Orochimaru was slowly stuffing the rest into Sasuke’s inexperienced throat. The boy whimpered as it slid further down. On instinct, he coughed, trying to dislodge the object obstructing his throat, but it only resulted in his lungs losing precious air.

For Orochimaru, a pulse was sent up his encased penis, causing him to moan out in bliss. He moved his hips forward, throwing his head back but Sasuke found a way out of his temporary death trap. He turned is head slightly and the cock slid out, passed his lips. Sasuke took a deep breath as the man made a noise of dominance and began to move away, not interested in choking Sasuke to death.

Sasuke breathed so hard that his lungs gave way and something closed. He drifted in and out as Orochimaru met his entrance again, grunting. Sasuke couldn’t find the strength to stop the penetration this time. He was too busy concentrating on his breathing so Orochimaru took this to his advantage. He licked his wounded lip in remembrance of Sasuke's disobedience then slammed into Sasuke roughly.

Sasuke’s scream was the only evidence that he was alive. Orochimaru had never heard such a joyful sound before. He adored it with his life and decided he once again wanted to hear his boy scream. He pulled out and slammed right back in, trying to reach farther into Sasuke’s unbroken body. He moved strong but he was steady, trying to maintain an even pace so he wouldn’t hurt the boy too much. He wanted to make sure they could do this again and again, for many times to come.

"Mmmm...you're so tight..." The King grunted, trying to drive himself further into the constricting heat. Sasuke was on the verge of tears. It hurt so damn much! His body was still growing and trying to accommodate such a large foreign object just resulted raw pain. Some salty wetness managed to slip from the boy's eyes without him telling it to do so. He bit his lip, trying desperately to maintain some semblance of control.

"My nameless prize, won't you please your master? Your exquisite body is doing a wondrous job, but it would be so much better if I could call out your name." Orochimaru leaned down close, in case the boy decided to whisper his answer, so that he would be able to catch it. Instead, he was met with a cheek full of spit and when he turned his eyes to Sasuke, he was given an angry stare back.

Sasuke's face was quickly whipped to the side, his neck almost ripped from his body, as welts from Orochimaru's nails that had been scraped across his face during the rough backhand stung his cheek.

"You WILL pay for that," Orochimaru remarked, grabbing the boy's hips in a bruising grip, diving in even deeper. He then stopped for a moment, grabbing Sasuke's jaw to hold it in place and prevent him from insulting him again. He leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"Although I have yet to hear your name, I will hear you scream mine."

He pulled out and then moved forward again, the anticipation growing within him as he probed into the boy swiftly. Sasuke continued to scream but he just couldn’t struggle anymore. He could feel the pain growing too thick for him to get away from it. A cool liquid dripped down his body and onto the sheets below his lower back. Sasuke turned his head and bit his lip. He knew he was bleeding, he had to be. It was as if his body was gradually being pulled part from the inside.

Orochimaru groaned every so often as he looked for Sasuke’s most precious spot, hoping he could shed some sense of pleasure on the boy. He pulled from Sasuke's body and lifted him, laying his hips under him and scooting up so Sasuke sat in his lap again. Sasuke’s body leaned against the headboard as Orochimaru pushed back into him again, knocking Sasuke back. The boy let his head hang forward as he writhed.

The man comfortably pushed deep within him, feeling Sasuke’s walls contract around him. He looked down at Sasuke's half-limp cock and grabbed it up quickly, wanting to feel his young slave cum on to his chest. He gently pumped the boy as he continued to bounced him in his lap. Their bodies slapped against each other and Sasuke grew more accustomed to the feeling. It hurt but behind that he could feel something breading amusement. It was that same feeling that had turned his yelps of pain into moans of pleasure and enjoyment.

"Say my name." The King used his other hand to encircle around the boy's throat. Squeezing slightly, he waited. Sasuke continued to refuse him and only allowed harsh pants to pass his lips. Putting more pressure on his slave's windpipe to make his point quite clear, Orochimaru hissed.

"Say it and say it properly."

The boy's mind reeled. He was losing precious oxygen and at this rate, he was going to pass out and who knows what would become of him then. He didn't want to die without a fight, so decided to go along -for now.

"L-Lo--" Sasuke attempted but it was all he could manage with the pressure on his neck, yet the King had heard him. He let up on his tight grip around the boy's throat and Sasuke gulped in air thankfully.

"I'm waiting." Orochimaru took his thumb and dragged it over the head of his slave's erection, making sure his nail sunk into the slit along the way. Sasuke shuddered and threw his head forward, letting it rest on his owner's shoulder.

"L-Lord-ah! L...Lord O-Orochimaru..."

Sasuke began to ride Orochimaru on his own, trying to gain his own pace to make up for the pain the man was shoving into him. He slowly moved his hips up and down, seating himself on to Orochimaru fully. He threw his head back and broke into a series of curses at the man. Orochimaru released his tongue again, letting it lick over Sasuke’s neck and chest. He pumped harder on Sasuke’s hardened member and the boy only got louder with his wails of ecstasy mixed with his master's name.

"Much, much better, " The King purred.

He felt his body build up the burning ripple in his lower abdomen again. Sasuke looked up into Orochimaru’s eyes, watching him fiercely. He wanted to move and be able to hit the man across the face but his eyes fell low and soft as his end came near. He stopped filling his body with Orochimaru’s length as he came again, screaming in pleasure this time. He spilled between them, all over their chests and stomachs.

Sasuke couldn’t possibly move now. His eyes closed low and his back fell against the headboard, putting him in a completely passed out state. Orochimaru moved from under him and let him lay down again but he dared not pull out and then proceeded to finish his work.

He gave himself a few more thrusts into the unconscious boy and then quickly pulled out, spitting his cum all over Sasuke sporadically. The sticky white substance fell into Sasuke’s hair and on his chest. Drops landed on his cheek and more so on his cock, which Orochimaru was gently rubbing against with his own.

The man leaned over Sasuke and kissed his neck before he licked up his seed from Sasuke’s face. Lifting himself up on his elbows, Orochimaru eagerly brought one hand to his hungry mouth and devoured his nameless prize's split essence that had collected there, looking down at his sleeping form as he did so. Lips slightly parted, small chest rising and falling with each breath, proof of his ownership sprinkled wetly over his pale body made him look like a fallen angel.

Orochimaru lightly stroked his baby soft cheek, soothing his angel into a dreamless sleep. Reaching up, he finally untied Sasuke's hands and gently laid them beside him. The King noticed the raw skin on both wrists and soothed the irritated red skin with wet kisses. He then leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on Sasuke's swollen pink lips as he made to leave the slumbering beauty enveloped in the quiet darkness of the night.
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Sasuke woke up in his own bed. He sat up, or tried to but the pain was unbearable. He laid there looking towards the window, remembering what happened to him. He laid on his side, in too much pain to be on his back. His wrists ached, his thighs felt tight, and most of all his insides and the outer part of his ass was bruised. He could feel everything throbbing all at once.

Sasuke silently began to sob, not just because he was hurting but also because he was alone after such a rough encounter. He pulled the covers up to his chest and cried into the dead of the night. His voice was hoarse and it echoed in the empty room and down the hall but no one heard him.

The tears broke down his cheeks and he turned into his pillow to weep harder. He knew this was his life now but he would rather have been killed with the others. This was far worse than death. He wished someone would save him, anyone.

Outside the door where he thought no one would ever care to listen to the snivels of the King’s sex slave, Itachi stood. He listened to Sasuke sob to himself. He listened to the boy scream into the bed and beat the mattress as he wept. Itachi leaned his back against the door. He felt like there was nothing he could do. He was Orochimaru’s property now. Itachi was just there to watch and listen to him cry.

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-Nik