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The hot water easily turned the shade of Sai’s skin from it’s milky-white to an almost light-strawberry since he usually turned the water up as hot as it would go. He felt dirty from touching Danzo, but he wondered if he always -felt- that way after his visits to his leader. This unclean feeling that made him want to burn off and scrub away layers of skin until his nose forgot what the stench of the old man smelled like. He picked up his natural, beige loofah to pump white soap on it and scrubbed his body harshly: His neck, his chest, his ass. He was angry at himself, but still had no idea why.

As he punished his skin, another image of Naruto’s smiling and honest face flashed through his mind, making him drop his sponge. “Again?” he said out loud this time, leaning back on the wall. The water began to rise him, but he turned it off before it could finish. He stared at the floor as he cracked his first honest smile all day. “Naruto…huh.” Sai’s right hand began to rub his sore neck while his left hand began to run over his own chest and abs. His creative mind was indulging himself now that his hands were Naruto’s. Rough, strong, firm, but filled with affection, the hands explored Sai’s heated body. They touched on his cheeks, his lips and his neck in ways that Danzo never handled him.

Brushing past his perked nipples, tweaking, tugging, massaging. Sai’s breathing was starting to become erratic and uneven as the hand on his face moved down to give attention to his newly formed, wet erection. He arched his back as his Naruto moved behind him, refilling the void in his body slowly as he was continued to be petted affectionately between his legs. His body resting on Naruto’s strong chest, the hand moved on his cock slowly, matching each deep thrust he was penetrated with. “Ah..Ah…”, Sai began to cry out freely like he never did with Danzo. He couldn’t help himself. The feeling from the back was so wonderfully fluid with the affection from the front.

He could feel his Naruto’s hot and heavy breathing on the back of his neck, the lips brushing against his sore skin that melted the pain away. He heard Naruto’s voice whispering in his ear as the thrusting and jerking began to speed up. “Who are you? What is your purpose?” Sai was panting uncontrollably, then leaned forward to allow his Naruto to go deeper. He needed him to go deeper. “Ah…ah…S…Sai…I am Sai….My purpose…purpose is to…be with Team Kakashi…Ah..AH!” he yelled as he spilled his semen out. He stayed bent over as he slowly opened his eyes. He became a bit dizzy, dropping to one knee and removed his hand from his limping, twitching dick. He fingered at the cum that was covered his hand then carefully removed his other hand from behind himself, carefully pulling out his middle finger from inside of his anus.

He looked around in his steamy bathroom, but his imagined creation was nowhere to be found. With a soft sigh, he stood back up then walked over to get a towel that was hanging up near his small sink and began to dry his hair as he stood in front of the mounted mirror. He looked up at his own smoky reflection then took the towel off of his hair to clear away a streak that was big enough so he could get a better look at his face. He checked the marks left by Danzo on his neck, then hissed in disgust. He turned away from himself, drying off the rest of his body before wrapping the towel around his waist and slid open his bathroom door.

The steam from the bathroom formed wispy clouds as he walked out, then slid the door shut behind him. He walked past his nameless gallery to go sit on his single-sized bed. He laid down, putting his arms above his head as he did, staring up at the ceiling then turned to look outside at the window. The sun was just setting now, turning the white and blue sky to a sea of fire and ash. His eyelids felt heavy and he decide not to fight it, letting them close. It didn’t take long for his breathing to soften and become steady as he fell into a gentle and satisfied sleep.