Trapped

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A/N: Hi everyone!! Been a while huh? I know, bad me but I made this chapter longer so I am forgiven right? Lol



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He had trouble concentrating on the fool in front of him. Oh he could see his lips moving, curling in a parody of a smile – which actually was more of a nervous grimace- but for the life of him he could not understand anything he was rambling about.



He could feel his skin heat up, flashes of heat making him a little dizzy and he was almost sure the man asked him if he was alright. Fool. Of course he simply hn’ed and the man started talking again.



Who would have thought that three hours with that Sai guy would be enough for him to get this good, he thought as he almost grunted out loud.



He could feel the hands of the blonde playing with the base of his cock as the little pink tongue teased the slit, repeatedly sending waves of pleasure through his entire body.



He had to stay in control or he would make a fool out of himself, and there was no way he would allow that. He was an Uchiha, they never made a fool out of themselves… well except for Sasuke sometimes but what could he say?



He felt his eyes close partly and narrowed them as to mask the glazed over look he probably had. Mentally cursing, he leaned back against his seat and shuddered as he felt the wet heat around his member contract while its owner swallowed him.



Itachi managed to open his eyes fully and saw the man stare at him weirdly.



“Continue” he ordered and the man went on again



As the man talked about his recent troubles in his company, Itachi decided that his little slave was being very bold and that meant punishment. It was a very pleasing kind of bold, yes, but as he felt those teeth teasing the head of his length and looked down into those mischievous blue eyes, he decided that he would have to show Naruto why he was not allowed to do this sort of things to him while in public.



And the little one would remember it for a long while.



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Naruto was having the time of his life.



No, he was not happy with the situation, but as his aunt always said: you just have to make the best out of it. So if he couldn’t get out of the room at the moment (and out of the country while he was at it) then he just had to entertain himself, no??



So as he tried out each and every trick Sai had made sure he knew before letting him leave his house, he observed Itachi’s reactions, and had he not had a mouth full of said man, he would have pointed and laughed.



Who would have thought the guy would be this flustered. Oh, he was sure half of the frustration was due to his inability to just grab the blond and do whatever he wanted in presence of the fat guy who wouldn’t stop talking. But it was at least entertaining.



He felt and saw the length in his hand twitch and ignored the responding twitch in the man’s thighs as he tried to hold himself from bucking into him.



He felt eyes on him and looked up; straight into those glazed over crimson eyes, and almost forgot to breathe. Crap, the guy really was handsome. He cocked his head to the side, member still in mouth and gave a harsh suck making Itachi buck toward him and gasp almost inaudibly as he came, almost chocking the surprised blonde.



Naruto swallowed and glared at the man, still under the desk.



Those eyes were still on him and he couldn’t look away, so he started when he heard the fat man’s voice say loudly “I was honoured to meet you Uchiha-san, and I hope we will be able to have more meetings in the future” Itachi simply grunted and the man left.



Pff, ass-kissing piece of…he thought, wait. He left.



The fat man left. His eyes widened.



Crap.



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Itachi buckled up his pants and had he been anyone else he would have laughed out loud at the blonde’s face.



He was about to tell him he would be punished when they got home but suddenly thought of something and smirked sexily, almost scaring the stuff out of Naruto.



He looked into his blue eyes and could see anticipation, anger and slight fear. He inwardly smiled.



He must think I’ll be pissed after this; after all he almost managed to make me kick that man out just so I could pound into him. Well, let him wonder why I’m not saying anything.



Instead, he literally devoured the blonde’s mouth, backing him up against the desk, swallowing the gasps and whimpers his slave couldn’t help but let escape from his now abused mouth. He pulled away and ordered huskily “Get your stuff from your desk, we’re going home”.



Naruto stared at him for a second then nodded and left quickly.



Well, everything is running smoothly, he thought as he put on his calf-long black trench coat. He had what he wanted and Naruto even spiced things up on his own, willingly. Maybe, he wouldn’t have to force the blonde for long since he didn’t seem so disgusted and even was enjoying himself.



This was definitely going better than he thought it would. He thought he’d have to enforce the rules, make sure the blonde didn’t try to tell anyone, but now…



Actually, now that he thought about it, the little one was too compliant, so much that it wasn’t very natural, coming from him.



He must think he’ll be able to escape if I’m not suspicious, he thought. He chuckled quietly. Well I’ll just have to take what he is willing to give up for now and thwart his little plans when the time comes. If he thinks I am letting him go, he is sorely mistaken.



He allowed himself a derisive smile



As if.



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Naruto walked to his desk while pondering Itachi’s behaviour.



This is not normal, he thought, he should have done something, said something, glared something!!!



This definitely didn’t make any sense. He was sure he would at least get the glower of doom. Not that he wasn’t immune to it by now, but the lack of reprimand or – he shuddered – punishment was unsettling him more than he would have thought.



And what about that kiss? It seemed to him that Itachi thought he had blown him to give him pleasure and not to embarrass him in front of the unknown fat ugly man, not like he managed anyway.



But this would mean that Itachi wanted them to be that way? Or was it because he thought he had acted like a good slave? But then why would he have called Tsunade and agreed to meet with his only family. This was not was a supposed master did, right?



He blushed again at the thought of having a master. A hot sexy one at that.



He almost felt like banging his head on any hard available surface, this was driving him nuts! He was more and more confused at his thoughts and behaviour. He was still a virgin twenty four hours prior to giving his first blow job while hidden under the desk in his boss/master/lover’s office.



He lost his train of thoughts as his cell vibrated against his thigh. He took it out, and raised his brows at the unknown number. He picked up and for a second thought it was Itachi. At least until he heard “Dobe”



He felt a vein on his forehead tick dangerously and thought Don’t kill him, don’t insult him you need his freaking help



“What” he hissed through clenched teeth



“Don’t get an attitude with me” said Sasuke “Or I might shred that entire little red folder by mistake” He could hear the smirk and swore to kick the bastard’s ass at least once before the end of this ordeal. He breathed deeply “So you managed to get it?” he said calmly



“Of course, did you doubt my abilities, Dobe? And no one knows that I made a copy, so if you want it you can come and get it tomorrow night at my penthouse”



What is it with Uchihas and penthouses? He thought. He was about to accept but then remembered “I can’t, I have an important family diner tomorrow. Can’t you go to my home and slide it under the door or something?” he asked, half knowing the bastard would say no.



“No. We still have to discuss payment and I’d rather do that in the privacy of my home. You can come after your family diner, no later than midnight. Don’t be late or say goodbye to whatever it is that you’re looking for” and he hung up.



“Son of a little…” he muttered “gaaah that bastard” he yelled and whirled around as he was hit on the head.



I was Sakura, Itachi’s secretary. He didn’t really like Sakura, per se, but he always tried to stay polite with her. Not that she was mean or anything but… Oh who was he kidding the girl was a born Uchiha fangirl who was mean to anyone close to the brothers. Be it by choice or not.



“What is it, Sakura-san?” He frowned at her. He really wasn’t in the mood for whatever she wanted.



He had a feeling he would have to sneak out of Itachi’s penthouse to go to Sasuke’s, the question was: How to do that when the man seemed to have taken a liking with sleeping on and inside the blonde? How do you get out of a hold like that without waking the man up?



It was his only chance to get a lead on this weird thing with Itachi and he couldn’t miss it…but what could he…Suddenly it clicked and he almost grinned like a freaking maniac. It would definitely work. Damn, I’m a genius!



“Hey, Idiot” called the ping banshee thing. Ok that dampened his mood a bit. “Did you hear me? I need to talk to you in private”



He cocked his head to the side and shrugged “Okay, let’s go to the break room” He looked one last time at Itachi’s office door and left with Sakura, all the while watching the dark blue carpet on the floor.



The break room was more of a big kitchen/dining room. There was everything except a stove (yes you were not supposed to cook a meal in this kitchen), Naruto even managed to get Itachi to add a kettle for his Ramen.



He turned to Sakura and saw her lean back against the black and white countertop “Well?” he said. He really wanted to make this quick.



She narrowed her eyes at him and crossed her arms before her chest “Why are you living with Uchiha-sama?” she asked, eyed glaring holes through him.



“What?” he said. How did she know that? Did she know anything else? Was she some kind of stalker with cameras inside Itachi’s penthouse? Did she know he’d been taken again and again inside that place?



His inner rant stopped abruptly as she came and stood in his face, glare still in place “You heard me? He had me call for a moving truck to move your belongings to his home. I want to know why”



Now Naruto was not happy. Who did she think she was? He gave her a piece of his own glower of doom( he does admit that it is not as scary as the Uchiha’s ) “That is none of your concern, Haruno, and I advise you to remember that I am no friend of yours, so you better not take that tone again with me” he growled.



Okay so maybe it really wasn’t scary at all because the eyesore didn’t back down “If you think you’re going to whore your way to the top, you would do better to remember that-”



“I think that’s enough” a cold voice stated. They both turned to the door and there stood Itachi, glower of doom focused on Sakura. “We are late Naruto. Come” he ordered, without looking at him. Naruto nodded and left the room.



“Haruno, I suggest, if you still want to have a job in this company, that you mind your own business, and stay out of mine. Are we clear?” She nodded and he left.



And Naruto let out a chuckle when he heard a loud thud coming from the break room as they left.



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Naruto woke up with a start and found himself in Itachi’s room, dressed in a white frame-hugging t-shirt and dark blue jeans. He already had his sneakers on and his jacket was laid out next to him.



What the f-, he thought. He didn’t remember getting dressed at all. Hell, he didn’t even remember what happened after he got into Itachi’s black sports car. He heard a chuckle and looked up. Itachi was leaning against the door frame, looking hotter that usual. He was also wearing a pair of jeans, black and a black polo, he already had his crimson leather jacket on and looked ready to leave.



“I dressed you up if you’re wondering” he said with a smirk, and Naruto blushed. “Let us leave. I despise being late for anything, even a family diner” and Naruto’s eyes widened. He literally jumped of the bed, grabbing his orange daim jacket and dragged Itachi out by his hand.



“Hurry” he said “Tsunade will have my head if we’re late”



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“Where were you brat? Two minutes late” growled the blonde woman.



Naruto laughed nervously before saying “It’s his fault” and pointing to Itachi, who looked rather apathetic at the moment and not afraid at all.



Tsunade stared him down, and Itachi kept his ground. Naruto swore it went on for at least five minutes before they both thrust their hands and introduced themselves.



Creepy, he thought.



“Well, come in” said Tsunade “Diner is already served, I hope you hungry”



“Depends” answered Naruto “Are you the one who cooked?” he grinned. And was hit on the head for the first time that night.



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It was after diner that he felt it for the first time. Something, vibrating, inside his freaking ass! Right against his freaking prostate. He jumped and hit his knee on the table, making Tsunade and Itachi stop their boring conversation about the political disaster in some weird country he had never heard of and look at him.



“What is it Naruto?” asked Tsunade. He was about to answer when he felt Itachi’s hand squeeze his thigh harshly. He turned to him and saw the warning look in those hypnotising red eyes.



And it suddenly clicked. Why he had woken up already dressed, and right before leaving. It was so he wouldn’t notice the small foreign thing now sending waves of unadulterated pleasure through his body!



That bastard, he thought as he squirmed. He could feel himself harden, held in a whimper and squirmed some more. He squeezed Itachi’s hand still on his thigh, trying to beg him to stop without alerting Tsunade but the raven ignored him and he felt the vibrator ( at least he supposed it was) pick up on speed again.



He looked at Tsunade to see her leaving the room. Huh? What happened? He turned to Itachi, ready to tell him to go to hell, but the vibrating thing in his butt suddenly started again and he had to bite his hand to muffle the scream he couldn’t hold in, as he arched up, still sitting in his chair and his eyes closed in sheer pleasure (actually bordering on pain).



He panted as the device stopped abruptly and he opened his eyes to see a small black remote in Itachi’s hand. The Uchiha was smirking “Now how does that feel Naruto-kun? This is punishment for your little scene at the office earlier. You remember?” he whispered, voice husky “Good. Now I suppose you are wondering why you cannot come, right?” At Naruto’s tired nod he whispered right in his ear, his hot breath making the blonde whimper slightly



“Well it is punishment after all, so I had a ring put on you. And you will not be able to come until later, when I get you back at home and have you beg me properly to fuck you over and over again” He chuckled as he felt more than saw Naruto shiver “Now be a good boy and try to keep quiet”



With that he turned the device on again just as Tsunade re entered the room. “Do you feel better Naruto?” He nodded and she frowned “Go splash some fresh water on your face” He shivered again and was about to refuse but then remembered what he had to do.



He stood up and left the room.



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When Naruto came back, Itachi and Tsunade were already up and Itachi held both their jackets. Tsunade looked at him worriedly and asked if he could stay behind for a second.



“What is it Ba-Chan?” he asked as Itachi started the car



“How is he treating you, Gaki?” she asked “I can see he is the coldly determined type so I do not doubt for a second that he likes you and your company”



“What are you talking about? What makes you think that?” he asked, genuinely curious



“Well people like that don’t embarrass themselves with useless people they don’t like, that’s what I mean”



Naruto looked at her dumbly and she sighed “Fine, I didn’t say anything, you go home and rest, or get fucked, whatever you’re in the mood for-



“Ba-Chan” he screamed, face flushed knowing this was exactly what would happen and she started laughing really hard.



She suddenly hugged him “you take care of yourself okay Gaki?”



He looked at her strangely before hugging back, nodding against her chest.



This was why he was going to do Itachi’s bidding. This was why he was going to see Sasuke tonight.



And if it took begging to get this woman out of harm’s way, then he would damn well beg until his throat was raw!



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Itachi not only made him beg, but he also made him like it. A lot. And want more even after he had drugged him.



He watched the man sleeping next to him and sighed. He had about five hours before the medication he took from Tsunade’s drawer starts wearing off. He would be back before then and he would have to hide the file somewhere. He didn’t know exactly where but he would figure it out later.



He left one penthouse and hailed a cab to the other.



He knocked on Sasuke’s door and the Uchiha opened, pulled him in and closed the door.



He wasn’t very surprised that the house was almost the same as Itachi, room positionning-wise. The colouring was also dark but more Sasuke-ish, with a white carpet and dark blue leather couches, a white marble table.



He was led to the room where he was told the file was and was not surprised at all to see a giant Uchiha fan on Sasuke’s dark blue comforter. I knew it!



Sasuke was sitting on his bed and Naruto was standing before him, staring at the red file he held in his hands These are copies why did it have to be a red file again, he inwardly whined.



“So” he said, trying to break the silence “What do you want for these files?”



It seemed like an eternity had passed before Sasuke finally looked up and Naruto almost took a step back at the intensity in his onyx eyes.



“I didn’t know what I wanted so I read them, those files, and from this new information” he added almost innocently “I decided what I wanted



Suddenly, and he didn’t know why, he felt trapped, caged and ready to be collared once more, only by another Uchiha. He swallowed and shivered as he saw the slow smirk curling Sasuke’s mouth.



“I want you” he paused “to be my willing slave”



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TBC



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I couldn't help myself, Sakura was not even supposed to be in the story at all, but suddenly... oh well a little bit of bashing can't be too bad right??



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