Control

Control

A/N: I can’t believe how much people like this…well I can…YOU DIRTY MINDED PEOPLE! -cough-I’mahypocrite-cough-

THANK YOU TO MY LOVELY REVIEWER...ScereyahaDreamweaver , you made me smile -big grin- and yes I am updating soon. Like now, lol. Thank you for making me feel tasteful! ^^ I lurv you...lol totally im me or send me an email. my aim name is this pen name. ^^

Warning: This story man include most, all, or more of these listed items. Sex, bondage, rape, violence, torture, verbal abuse, cuteness, fear, shock, attraction, “relationships,” acceptance, rejection, finding oneself, loosing oneself, hatred, romance, insanity, evilness, blood, idiocy, naivety, experience, experimenting, shyness, kissing, cuddling, chasing, teasing, biting, hugging, drugs, lube, occasional toys, coming to terms with things, relief and happiness.

Note! I KNOW that this is moving fast in some people's eyes, but THINK ABOUT IT...Kisame is the master, Itachi is the slave...and we all know this was going to occur.

At least I'm not making them fall for each other like...three sentences in to the friggen story by first chapter...I MEAN REALLY?

Kisame is a bloody jerk and Itachi is a spoiled brat! Grrr.

Chapter five: A little bit of everything.

(-Six days later-)

Itachi had been growing use to Kisame as his ‘Master’…mainly because he was slowly regaining control of the situations. He’d been taking advantage of his weakened state; always being concerned about reopening the older males wounds if Kisame became too touchy feely. At least the blue-skinned man was being kinda nice about his broken wrist.

He noticed a slight problem though. Kisame seemed to grow bored with him as he would simply obey an order or comply with simple things such as kissing or being felt up. It worried him partially, and he became extremely paranoid, wondering if the older male would suddenly just attack him be it verbally, physically or even sexually.

He had every right to his paranoia! Especially with the position Kisame had put them in.

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Itachi backs up slowly as Kisame approaches him with a very disturbing look on his face.

“Master…what are you doing?” The young male curses to himself as he finds his back against the wall. A pair of strong hands begin unsnapping his Akatsuki cloak; he struggles to keep himself from fighting it.

“We’re going to play a new game pet. I’m sure you’ll like it as much as I will. It‘ll be a bit scary but you‘ll live.” The larger male teases him; one hand gently clutching the back of his neck, the other stroking his hair and gripping it tightly so he has to look up at him.

“I-”

Kisame cuts him off by kissing him; Itachi allows it, he allows the hands to grope his torso but when they begin working on his trousers he struggles. Strong hands hold fast to his small body and the familiar position of his arms becoming useless above his head takes place.

“Don’t fight it, pet.” Kisame’s razor sharp teeth sink into his collar bone and Itachi gasps in pain. His tongue laps at the blood as it rushes from the fresh wound. The brunet moans and twists in his grasp, half attempting to escape and half attempting to receive friction from the older man.

“M-Master, s-stop…please stop.”

“But you’re enjoying this.”

His trousers are now being pulled down, and one of those sinful hands gently begin massaging his growing erection through his silk boxers. Itachi unwilling moans and his face flushes a gentle shade of red.

“S-stop this!”

“No, I wont. Now don’t try to make up any excuses to get out of this; you have already become healed for the most part and my injuries are no longer life threatening…so…just shut up and take it. You’ll enjoy it more if you just let me do it to you.”

Tears well up in Itachi’s eyes as firm lips cover his own and a warm tongue slips into his mouth; the hands replace themselves on his body. First the black and red cloak slither to the floor and his tank top is removed then the fish net. Finally, his silky black boxers fall around his ankles and Kisame stands back to stare at him. Pale arms move to cover hids naked body as a dark blush covers his cheeks.

“Perfect. Now, come little pet.” Kisame holds out his hand and Itachi turns more toward the wall. “Don’t be shy, I wont hurt you badly.”

“N-no, I don’t want this.”

“Well I do. Do not make this harder for yourself and come here.”

“N-no!” Kisame growls and yanks his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor.

“Fine. We’ll do this the hard way.”

Itachi dodges out of the way as Kisame lunges toward him, but trips over his own boxers, landing on his hands and knees. The blue-skinned man grabs him by his long pony tail and yanks him to his feet. Moments later he is thrown onto the closest bed (Kisame’s bed) and pinned down under the heavy male.

“Please stop!”

Kisame smirks at him and sits back on his hips staring down.

“You’re already hard, little pet. Please tell me, this turns you on doesn’t it? You like how I control you, don’t you? You enjoy it even, to know someone is stronger than you, taking advantage of you.”

“No, I don’t.” His blush grows darker. Itachi doesn’t move even when the older male moves off of him toward his personal dresser.

“Hm…I was planning on saving this for a more special occasion… but I guess now is good too. It is fun to watch you squirm.”

Itachi stops breathing when Kisame turns around with long, satin cloth ropes.

“Get back on your knees.”

“No.”

“Oh dear, you know I don’t like that word.” Itachi struggles to get away as Kisame grabs him, flipping him onto his stomach. Kisame uses his body weight to his advantage and pins him down. The difficult part is catching his hands. One is yanked out from under his chest and he double knots the rope around his wrist and loops it around the center bed post twice and brings it back to tie it around the broken wrist.

“The harder you pull…the tighter it gets. So don’t bother.” Kisame smiles when Itachi tests the ropes and stops.

“I could still rip them off.” Itachi growls tugging harder on the ropes and stops again, moaning as his hard erection is firmly grasped.

“Hm… no, you wont.”

“D-damn you Kisame!”

He yelps when he is smacked hard on his rear.

“What did you say? I believe you are to call me Master.”

He spanks him once more to get his point across.

“Nnh… Master, stop!”

Kisame doesn’t reply and takes another satin rope and sits beside Itachi. He grabs his chin and kisses him deeply, coaxing Itachi to respond, and when he does, his hands tie the thicker satin cloth around his eyes. Itachi tries to back away again but Kisame pulls him back in with his kiss.

Kisame’s strong hands begin gliding over the younger’s body, as if to prepare him for what he plan’s to do. Then he pulls himself completely away from Itachi, ego boosting from the longing whimper the boy lets out.

“Master?” He calls out. Kisame does not respond and returns to the closet to grab another item. Moments later Itachi squirms when he feels two strong hands spreading his legs. “No! Please no!”

Two more satin ropes are tied around his thighs and calves thenconnected to the frame of the bed, keeping his legs open. The frightened brunet only squirms more.

“STOP!”

“I wont, because you will soon be begging me to continue.” Kisame takes the item he’d gotten before and flips open the top squeezing some of the gel like substance onto his right hand. He takes his index finger and rubs some of the gel onto the young boys puckered hole; Itachi gasps and blushes at the new feeling.

The finger is slide in suddenly and Itachi bites his lip to not cry out. A second finger protrudes and Kisame begins pumping them in and out of Itachi’s tight opening, causing the boy the cry out from pain and pleasure.

“S-stop! It hurts! I don't want this!” Kisame ignores him and adds a third finger, grinning as the boy screams out in pain.

“STOP!”

“No…” Kisame pushes in deeper with his fingers and rubs against Itachi’s prostate, causing the boy to moan softly. “I’m pretty sure you don’t want me to stop.” He begins to repeatedly strike his prostate and Itachi screams out in pleasure; he whimpers when his ‘attacker’ pulls his hand away.

“M-master…what was that? I-It felt so…good.”

Kisame feels a bit of shock ride through him and he dismisses it.

“Poor little pet of mine…you grew up ignorant to “The Talk,” didn’t you…”

Itachi hesitates and then nods. Suddenly Kisame feels a pang of guilt…and smashes it to pieces.

“Well…since that is the case…I’ll have to give you the lesson instead of the talk.”

Itachi stiffens at his words and bows his head in defeat. There is no way Kisame would be letting him go anytime soon. The blue-skinned man smirks yet again and stands back to remove his remaining cloths. The bottle of lubrication he held before is reclaimed and opened; a large amount is coated onto his erect penis.

Without warning Kisame settles behind the young boy and begins rubbing the head of his member against Itachi’s virgin opening. Itachi whimpers and tenses up as his Master pushes forward, into his tight virgin opening. He relaxes upon the feeling of strong hands massaging his back and buttocks, allowing Kisame to slide in completely.

“If you fight me, this is going to be very, very painful. So, be good pet and this will be enjoyable for both of us.”

Itachi nods and forces himself to not cry. Kisame smiles, he is pleased.

“Good pet.” He reaches for Itachi’s blindfold and removes it. “I’ll allow you to at least see. Say thank you, pet.”

“Thank you, Master.”

“Now ask me to fuck you.”

Itachi blushes again and bows his head once more, mumbling.

“What did you say pet?” The blue-skinned male spanks Itachi’s rear.

“I said please fuck me Master!” He chokes out, tears building up in his eyes.

“If you want it that badly…I guess I’ll comply.”

Kisame pulls almost out completely and thrust back in quickly, causing the bond boy to cry out. He moans lowly, enjoying how warm and tight his young uke is. Itachi himself moans as his prostate is repeatedly struck and gives in to pleasure; thrusting backward to meet Kisame’s own.

“Do you enjoy this pet? Do you enjoy your Master being inside you?”

“Y-yes Master!”

Itachi gasps as his pony tail is grabbed and then his head yanked backward to be kissed powerfully. The young boy moans into the kiss as he feels a stirring in his groin and pulls from the kiss to let out a scream of pleasure, spilling his essence onto the bed sheets.

“M-Master…I-” Kisame pulls him back into their kiss and continues to ride into the small ninja, until he too, orgasms. He strokes Itachi’s face as they continue to kiss and pulls away.

“Good boy, did you enjoy that?”

The brunet blushes as his face and hair is continuously stroked and he nods.

“I-I did.”

“Say thank you.”

“Thank you… Master.”

Kisame smirks and kisses him again, then slides his flaccid penis out and begins to untie the youth. When he is completely untied, Itachi is allowed to climb off the bed and then told to go take a shower; Kisame takes up the duty of changing his bed sheets. Afterward Kisame enters the bathroom and slips into the shower with his pet, drawing him into his arms.

Itachi allows him to hold him and sinks into the comfort of two powerful arms embracing him. He blushes when the blue-skinned man begins washing him and retreats to his pleasure place as his penis is stroked, bringing it back to full mast. Kisame brings him to orgasm and then he is told to get onto his knees, reluctantly obeying.

“This is your second lesson; suck me off, and do it right.”

“B-but I’ve never-”

“I know pet, but you will learn, now proceed.”

The warm water still showers over them as Itachi stares at the erect member of his Master and yet again flushes red.

‘Why am I allowing this?’ he wonders to himself, then he looks up at Kisame, who is stroking his hair gently.

A shaky hand reaches out to hold his Master’s penis and then leans forward to lick the bulging head experimentally. Nothing. He does it again and the glides his tongue gently over the slit of his penis. He hears Kisame make a soft sound and then encases his lips over the head, sucking gently. Another small sound is made.

Slowly his begins sucking him deeper into his mouth and slightly scraping his teeth on the skin of his hard member.

“Faster, pet, move faster.”

Itachi’s eyes shift upward and he smirks at the pleasure clearly on his Master’s face. He slides his mouth slower than before and then gradually speeds up his motions. Kisame clutches his hair and forces himself to not slam his penis down the thirteen year old’s throat. He gives gentle thrusts into Itachi’s mouth, encouraging to continue as he feels a second orgasm building. His hand grips ebony locks tightly as it becomes harder and harder to not face fuck the boy and moans loudly.

“God, Itachi…”

Suddenly he moans lowly around his member, the vibration sending him over the edge and he ejaculates into his pet’s waiting mouth. Itachi swallows his cum the best he can, some seeps out and onto his perfect face. Kisame's twice used penis becomes soft and slides out of Itachi’s mouth with a pop.

“Mh…Good pet.” His hand frees itself from Itachi’s hair and pulls him up by the chin. “You have been very well behaved; you deserve a reward.” The brunets eyes widen as he is kissed with tenderness and then he is washed down once more.

The two dress into night cloths and Kisame slides under the covers of his freshly made bed. Itachi shuts the lamps making the light from the moon their only light source and moves toward his bed,

“Come sleep with me, pet.” Surprised he stands still, unsure of how to respond. Is it a trap? “It’s alright, come here.”

He pads over to the older man’s bed and hesitantly slips under the covers. Pressing his back to the other‘s chest. The strong arms wrap around him once more and a firm hand slowly strokes his chest.

“Go to sleep, pet.”

“Goodnight, Master.”

‘I can’t believe this is where we are…after all he’s done to me…even if I liked some of it. Well, I suppose it is better than suffering... but he still treats me so unfairly...’

His ebony eyes slide closed and he listens to the rhythmic sound of his Master’s beating heart, falling asleep. Kisame shortly follows suit.

-TBC-

A/N: DID YOU LIKE IT!! I realize I could actually end the story here…but you all would hate my guts. So I shall continue. We want to know what becomes of Itachi and Deidara correct? I wonder how Kisame and Itachi’s “relationship” will turn out.

Note: The clay used on Itachi’s cast makes it water proof.

Note 2: Itachi is 13, (Kisa 20 I think…) He became a nin at age 7 and hated most of his family and avoided them. I’m pretty sure he never received, “The Talk” Therefore HE IS NAÏVE!

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