Obediance

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, I do not own Deidara or Sasori (well in my head I own Deidara, but that's not the point) Warning: This story contains, Yaoi/Shounen-Ai( WOOO hot MAN on MAN action!) If you don't like it don't fucking read it, Anyways if you do like it HIGH FIVE! enjoy!! PLEASE REVIEW!
AN: so here you all go, finally! chapter 3, GOD it's SO SAPPY! WTF is wrong with me lately, well at least it's still kind of kinky, I am still a horny sex deprived teen..ish person. I just felt like making it less abusive...I dunno...yeah...

Addicted to Your Pain-

Deidara Awoke still snuggled into his master, checking the time he rolled over and got out of the bed silently. It was 2:30 in the afternoon, and he needed to shower, badly. He had been so exhausted the night before, he hadn't even bothered to wipe himself off, and needless to say, he was rather sticky.
He stepped into the bathroom, turning on the shower and adjusting the temperature, before stepping in and letting the warm water cascade over his slender form, washing away any evidence from the actions of the night before.
Stepping out of the shower and drying himself off, he quickly got dressed and made his way into the kitchen to make himself some breakfast. He sat down at the table with a small glass of orange juice and the omelet he had just made and ate slowly, savoring the taste, when he finished up he quickly washed his dishes and made his way back into Sasori's room. Checking the clock again, it was 3:15.
Laying back down in bed with the older man, he snuggled back into him, relaxing and closing his eyes. The redhead stirred slightly in his sleep, pulling his blond lover to him half-awakely and claiming his lips in a tender kiss.
"You taste like eggs, Brat" He said smiling.
Deidara giggled nuzzling his nose against the scorpions.
"Go make me breakfast, Brat"
Deidara kissed the tip of Sasori's nose, rolling out of bed.
"Yes, Master"
He made his way back into the kitchen, making Sasori the same breakfast he himself had eaten, and bringing it back to the older man, who was still laying in bed.

Sasori picked at his food, eating slowly, it wasn't that he wasn't hungry, he just never ate much he didn't need to, and he just had way too much to think about right now.
He had promised his Pet last night, that he would make love to him, without torture, without causing the blond any pain, at all.
Needless to say, that sort of mushy-love type bullshit really just wasn't his thing. In fact he couldn't ever remember a time when he had just made love to someone. It always involved the others physical or mental pain, he was sadistic, what did Deidara expect? Flowers, candy, long romantic walks? Please, that sort of sappy romantic crap wasn't affection, it wasn't love.
True love was far more beautiful then that.
When the blond was sprawled on the bed beneath Sasori, begging him for release, That was true affection. When Deidara cried out his masters name, with that perfect look of pain and pleasure on his face, that was love.
How could the blond even compare something as grotesque and loathsome as all of that, to the pure true love that Sasori gave him every night, couldn't he see that the scorpion loved him?
Even he hated to admit it to himself, but he did, he loved the brat. He realized it the first time he had seen the younger mans face, when this whole thing started, when he had taken the bombers innocence.
If the younger shinobi asked, he would just scoff and slap him tell him that this wasn't about all of that nonsense, all just excuses to deter his own mind from the truth, and he knew it.
He should have been slapping himself, falling in love with a pathetic useless and obstinate person, like Deidara, he was Akasuna No Sasori, you'd think he'd have more common sense.
Deidara sighed, casually laying his head in Sasori's lap.
Looking into those sparkling cerulean eyes, the puppet master knew, he had lost all his common sense long ago.
He leaned down, claiming Deidara's lips tenderly, running his tongue along the blonds lips softly, and deepening the kiss. Softly tangling his hands in his lovers long golden hair. He broke the kiss, moving to run his tongue teasingly along the shell of the younger mans ear, whispering.
"I did promise you, Pet, and you've been such a good boy today"
Deidara shivered, the scorpions deadly silken voice, resonating through him, filling his body with a flushed warmth.
Sasori moved the younger man down to the bed, straddling him and running his hands gently over his trembling body, memorizing every curve, every little imperfection in his pale skin, as if he were a precious piece of art.
Deidara closed his eyes, leaning into the tender loving touches, wimpering his masters name breathlessly.
Sasori couldn't deny his arousal, the scene before him was beautiful, he barely had to touch the blond at all and he was almost driving the other over the edge. It was breathtaking watching the blond wiggle and shudder.
The puppet master moved downwards, kissing his lovers neck, and chest, stopping momentarily to nibble at one of the younger ninjas erect nipples, biting gently and swriling his tounge around it teasingly.
Deidara cried out, tangling his hands in Sasori's hair, pushing him slightly, urging him to move faster.
Sasori ignored the silent pleas of his pet, moving slowly, just to take in the mesmerizing sight of his partner, flushed and sweating, needing more, needing the scorpion to touch him, to please him.
Even if just for tonight, there was going to be no pain, Sasori would always be Deidara's master, there was no doubt in his mind about that.
He stopped when he came to the blonds erection, taking it into his mouth slowly, moving his tongue teasingly around the head, using Deidara's pleasure as a distraction as he quickly coated his fingers in a small amount of lube and pushed one slowly into his lovers entrance. Stretching him slowly, and taking his sweet time.
Deidara bucked his hips upwards slightly, damn his Danna was moving slow tonight, not that he was complaining, it felt amazing.
Sasori removed his fingers slowly, placing his semi-hard length at Deidara's entrance and taking him slowly.
Deidara felt intense pleasure roll over him at the slight uncomfortable pain of Sasori entering him, suddenly wanting the other to hurt him more, make his skin bleed and crawl with that wonderful stinging electricity that only pain caused, and that's when he realized he was addicted.
Sasori thrust himself in and out of Deidara at a slow, steady pace, it felt good, but for some reason it just wasn't pleasing him, he needed to hurt the blond, he needed his pet to make those delicious little painful noises that were like music to his ears, he couldn't do this.
Deidara couldn't stand it, he needed the pain, he craved it moving his hands to Sasori's back he dug his nails into the older mans flesh, hard.
Sasori growled as razor sharp fingernails pierced his flesh, not even thinking twice, he backhanded the younger man sharply in the face.
"Ahhh...Master...un...yes!" Deidara cried out feeling Sasori's hand make contact with the tender flesh of his face.
"More"
Sasori's face twisted into a malicious smile.
"What was that, you filthy slut?"
Deidara dug his nails deeper into Sasori's back, smirking.
"I said, more, Danna...Hurt me more"
"Who said you could speak, Pet"
Sasori said as he slapped the other again, moving his hands to Deidara's chest and digging his nails in sharply, before dragging them downwards slicing the tender flesh with ease.
"Ahhh...god...Master!...Harder!"
Sasori quickend his pace grabbing Deidara by his hair and pulling him into his lap, pounding in and out of the younger man as hard as he could digging his nails into the younger ninjas hips so hard he was drawing blood, he didn't even care. He needed this he needed Deidara to scream his name. Deidara arched his back in ecstasy as Sasori's nails tore his flesh, the electric waves shooting up his spine and pushing him so deliciously close to the edge, he wasn't going to last much longer at this rate, he could feel his orgasm approaching like a hurricane, ready to sweep him up and tear him apart.
Deidara screamed as Sasori hit his prostate, his vision going white, as he released his seed coating Sasori and himself in the sticky substance.
Sasori grunted, continuing to thrust into the blond wildly completely lost in his own anamalistic desires, he didn't care if the blond had already cum he wasn't finished yet,
"ahh...Dei...nnmm." He moaned spilling his seed inside his lover. Shoving the bomber off of him roughly He moved away from him, finding his discarded pants and putting them back on.
"I have work to do now get out"
Deidara nodded, moving behind his master and wrapping his arms around the shorter mans waist. Leaning close and kissing the puppets neck sweetly.
"Thank you, Master"
Sasori scoffed and pushed the other man away from him.
"Be back here in four hours, Pet"
"Yes master"
Sasori turned away as the other man exited the room, gripping his temples, Damnit. Why did he let himself fall in love. He punched the wall next to him, the force of his attack causing a small hole in the plaster.
He couldn't keep fooling himself, he couldn't keep lying to the blond, he needed to tell him, admit his love. His pride was the only thing holding him back, he couldn't give the younger man the satisfaction of knowing that he loved him, knowing that it wasn't just about sex, just about his obedience, it was so much more now.
He was addicted to Deidara, not just his pain.