Sugar and Alcohol

Tobi, being the good boy that he was, did as he was told. His senpai sat and spread his legs. "Straddle me," came another order. The mask loving ninja was happy to oblige. He pulled his bottle of lube out of another dimension, and slathered Deidara's erection with it. Then, he impaled himself on it. Tobi hissed in pain. Deidara moaned.

The blonde shinobi grabbed his partner's hips. It took every ounce of his self control not to thrust into Tobi's clenching heat. Somehow, he managed to stay still. He heard Itachi get dressed and leave. Distantly, he felt guilty, but was too horny and drunk to pay it any mind.

Itachi smirked as he walked to Kisame's room. Victory was his. Deidara would never realize it though. In the end, the blonde didn't get to screw him. Instead, he fucked a man; who under normal circumstances; annoyed the hell out of him. Twice.

Tobi leaned down and kissed Deidara. He began to move, awkwardly, and the blonde guided his hips into a more comfortable position. He encouraged him into a good pace. "Does senpai feel good?" Tobi asked, his lips brushing the shell of the artist's ear. "Un." The taller shinobi smiled. "Me too."

Deidara's hands explored Tobi's body. Feather light touches of fingers caused the man in his lap to shiver. Licks and bites made him moan and sigh. The blonde had never been with someone so responsive. One of his hands trailed down Tobi's body to find that he was hard again. He started to stroke and lick Tobi, which made him bounce faster. Deidara grunted. Tobi put his hands in the artist's hair and kissed him again. The men swallowed each other's sounds of pleasure.

The mask lover tugged at Deidara's hair and bit down on his bottom lip. He soothed the bite with his tongue before sliding it into his partner's mouth. Deidara sucked on Tobi's tongue and bit it gently. He had one arm around Tobi to help him stay balanced. His other hand worked the dark haired man's cock. He knew he was going to blow his load soon, and didn't want to leave his parter behind. Deidara broke their kiss because air was necessary. "I'm gonna cum." He husked.

Tobi leaned his head on Deidara's shoulder and began to ride him faster. "Please..senpai.." Was Tobi begging him to cum? That's kind of hot. The blonde thought. I'm fucking Tobi, there's nothing hot about him! He told himself. But he was close to his orgasm. Then Tobi's passage began to contract and it sent him over the edge. He was only vaguely aware of the throbbing cock in his hand when an impassioned, hoarse scream tore from his throat, and he coated his teammate's insides with cum.

Deidara's hand clawed and bit Tobi's shoulder hard enough to tear skin. That, along with the fact that he made his senpai feel really good, made him cum. His seed spilled into the mouth of Deidara's right hand, which was sucking him so hard, it almost hurt. "Deidara." The name fell from Tobi's lips in a whisper as he emptied his juices into the vice-like heat of his senpai's hand.

The pair held still for moment to catch their breath. Deidara's arms fell to his sides. He was too weak to hold them up. Tobi clung to the blonde as if he were the only thing anchoring him to the earth. Deidara's softening cock fell from Tobi's ass, and so did his seed. The other ninja's cum dribbled out of his mouth, since his hand couldn't swallow.

Deidara figured Itachi wouldn't care since he got his way. Damn bastard. Making him desperate enough to do Tobi. He would plot revenge later. Right now he was too sleepy. He was brought out of his thoughts by warm hands on his cheeks. Tobi's lips brushed his sweetly. "Thank you, senpai." He said quietly, then got out of the blonde's lap. Deidara nodded, and hoped that Tobi was looking. The artist sat and listened to the mask wearer get dressed. He hated to admit it, even to himself, but the brat wasn't bad. If he ever had to go a year without sex again, he might consider Tobi. It wouldn't be too horrible. Since the man was so insistent on hiding his face, he could just pretend to be with someone else. The truly disturbing thing, Deidara realized, was that he didn't fantasize about anyone else this time.

Tobi took off Deidara's blindfold. The artist gasped. He caught a glimpse of the man's smile before he slid his mask completely into place. He had brackets around his mouth, but his lips were..nice. Love, huh? Deidara would have to ponder that subject while he plotted Itachi's demise. The blonde put his pants on, and Tobi walked him the short distance to his room. The masked man said goodnight, and skipped down the hall toward his own room. Deidara shut his door, and flopped into bed. He basked in his afterglow, and the slight buz he still had. He quickly drifted into a dream filled sleep.

There was darkness and warmth. Deidara couldn't see. Someone was embracing him. He was hugging back. Someone pet his hair. He rubbed their shoulders and put his head on their chest. The smells of sugar and alcohol filled the air. The color orange swirled in his vision, then he glimpsed a familiar smile. Deidara was clinging to his pillow. "Good boy..." he mumbled in his sleep.

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Author's Notes: Thanks for reading my story! I hope you enjoyed it. It was fun to write.