Inbred

Chapter warnings: Sasuke x Neji (anal)

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Chapter 53

“Neji could you hand me my towel?”

The Hyuuga rinsed his mouth out after spitting the foamy toothpaste into the sink and eyed the Uchiha’s burgundy towel that was neatly folded atop the toilet seat. He didn’t take it though but instead he grasped Sasuke’s outstretched hand from behind the shower curtain and brought his fingers to his lips.

“Why don’t you let me dry you off with my tongue?” was Neji’s seductive offer as he lapped at the webbed flesh between each digit. He heard Sasuke chuckle from behind the plastic partition before he pulled it back, completely exposing his wet and well-formed body to his lover’s greedy eyes and Neji’s smile widened before he stepped into the shower with him.

Sasuke cupped the back of his neck and brought his head closer so he could take his lips in a searing kiss before he wrapped his arms around the other man’s waist and pulled him closer, causing him to shiver when the tiny droplets of water seeped into his silk pajamas and made the material stick to his skin.

Sasuke tilted his head slightly and used his tongue to coax Neji’s deeper into his mouth but the Hyuuga did not fall for his little ploy because he was already playing a similar game of his own. It was like a tug-of-war to those two; gently lapping soft lips and prodding against hard teeth, teasing each other with passionate kisses then withdrawing only long enough to see if they would take the bait of the promise for more.

It was Neji who lost their battle and fisted his hands in Sasuke’s hair, pulling him roughly towards his face and crashing his mouth against his already bruised lips and the Uchiha’s victorious chuckle became lost among their loud moans.

Long, powerful arms snaked around Neji’s thin waist and the Hyuuga playfully jumped into them encasing his hard, naked hips in a death grip with his legs. Sasuke cupped his behind to prevent him from slipping and stepped out of the shower to carry him back into their adjoining bedroom and even when he laid him onto the bed their lips never parted.

“Neji,” he gasped, breaking for air but the stubborn Hyuuga clasped his face between his palms and stifled his protests with his mouth. Sasuke groaned and sucked hard on his plump lower lip and allowed himself to be pushed against the mattress and his hands tightened their hold on Neji’s ass when he straddled his naked hips and ground his silky crotch against the erect cock beneath him.

“Neji,” he tried again. “I can’t play with you right now,” but he pushed him harder against his groin and bucked his hips none-the-less.

“Mmmn,” Neji bit his lip and tossed his head sleepily to one side causing his hair to cascade over his right shoulder. He hadn’t seemed to have heard him but Sasuke knew he was only playing ignorant and he picked up his speed while gyrating his hips in little circles and ‘figure eights’.

This little distraction of Neji’s was going to make him tardy and he’d lost quite a bit of time since he refused to wake up when the alarm first went off and he blamed Neji for that too. Just holding him in his arms and watching him sleep so peacefully felt so right that he half expected Heaven’s Judgement to fall upon him if he dared disturb him while trying to untangle their limbs. Fortunately, Neji was an early riser and he stirred only fifteen minutes later but unfortunately for Sasuke, he woke up horny as hell and they spent the next fifteen minutes fucking like rabid minks.

“You’re going to make me late, Hyuuga,” he said while he stroked Neji’s thighs. The other boy held up one hand with two fingers erect and spread slighty. “Two minutes?” Sasuke asked, translating his hand signal and he nodded in confirmation. “What do you expect me to do in two minutes, Neji?” and he gasped when his lover quickly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it over his creamy, white shoulders, exposing his powder-white chest with hard, pink nipples and flat abdominal muscles that contracted and flexed with the rocking motions of his waist.

Sasuke’s hands traveled along his sides and Neji twisted in his arms when feather-light touches tickled his ribs but when large thumbs brushed against his nipples he yelled and his entire body tensed at the touch.

“Sa-suke,” he yelped when he raked his fingernails over them. “Sasuke, fuck me!”

“Take it off,” was his rasped reply but the boy didn’t move, couldn’t move and, not wanting to lose any more time, Sasuke took control and flung him to the bed. Neji spread his legs wide out of habit, forgetting that he still had his pants on and Sasuke saw the large, damp spot at his crotch. He leaned over and nuzzled his mouth against it, taking a deep whiff of his lover’s unique scent and Neji bawled, grinding his hips desperately into his face.

He should leave him like this for the majority of the day and make him wait until he got home to satisfy his need and Sasuke would have done just that if he didn’t want it just as badly.

He yanked off the pants with restrained impatience before flipping Neji onto his stomach and pulling him onto all fours.

“No, Sasuke,” he panted with a wild shake of his head. “I want it in my pussy, please.”

“Koi, I don’t have any condoms,” he reminded him for the second time that morning and Neji groaned as if to say ‘Sorry, I forgot’.

He didn’t have to stretch him again and he was still slightly lubricated from before and the fact that he had Deidara already waiting for him downstairs made Sasuke enter him without preparation, which was something he never would have done under normal circumstances.

Neji didn’t seem to be experiencing any pain after the initial penetration but he still proceeded with caution and watched for any signs of discomfort but there were none and after sheathing himself to the hilt he checked with him to make sure he was alright and after Neji gave him verbal affirmation he started slow before slamming his rod into his tight ass with long, meticulated strokes.

Neji encouraged him by calling his name and telling him how good it was but no matter how much he begged for him to go faster and thrust harder, Sasuke remained at his own pace. He felt Neji reach beneath their bodies and his fingers curled around his testicles and the naughty Hyuuga squeezed lightly as a pre-emptive warning.

“Fuck me harder, Sasuke!” was his yelled ultimatum.

“You must always get what you want, huh?” he chuckled and, very gently, peeled his fingers away from his crotch before securing both his arms behind his back with one hand and fisting the other hand in his hair to push his head deep into mattress. "I’m going to make you regret those words,” he growled and Neji sniffled and rocked his hips in anticipation of his punishment.

He hammered into him unmercifully then and the other boy screamed at the top of his lungs when that thick, hard cock reamed far into his ass, pushing him hard against the bed and making it rattle within its wooden frame and the headboard knock against the wall.

Neji’s back curved upwards and he pressed himself against Sasuke when he felt his release draw near and the Uchiha shuddered when his hot ass started sucking on his dick as if it were trying to swallow it whole.

“Neji…Oh God!” he gasped as he came hard and deep inside the other boy but even after he’d emptied himself completely, his hips didn’t stop moving as he rode out his euphoria to the very end. Neji came just a few seconds after and Sasuke’s loud moans were what sent him over the edge and his pussy leaked a clear liquid that stained the bedsheets.

He wanted to just curl up next to him and fall back to sleep but that would only start the cycle all over again and now, according to the clock, he was six minutes late. He would have liked to strangle the Hyuuga for ruining his perfect record and he knew that if Neji was the one going to classes he’d execute a bit more self-control.

Sasuke dressed groggily after mopping away his sweat with his towel and spraying on a little cologne. It was much too late to have a second shower and there wasn’t even time to brush his hair, hell he didn’t even get to wash his hair this morning in his haste. Neji watched him dress from the comfort of their warm bed with a contented smile on his face and Sasuke would have done anything at that point to wipe it off.

“I hope you’re happy now,” he grumbled while stuffing his shirt tails into his pants.

“Deliriously!” he replied and stretched as bonelessly as a cat before daintily climbing off the bed.

“Stay right where you are!” Sasuke barked his order and quickly locked his fly with great determination that it was not be undone until this evening.

“Relax, I’m not going to seduce you,” Neji rolled his eyes and quickly dressed himself in his wet pajamas. “Besides,” and he frowned while gingerly caressing his behind. “My ass is a little sore so I wouldn’t let you do it again even if you wanted to.” Sasuke scowled and Neji smirked before adding. “Why do you always have to be so rough?”

He gritted his teeth together and fisted his hands at his sides. He knew the Hyuuga was only teasing…no taunting him, because it was talk like that that would usually make him throw Neji to the floor and have his dirty way with him. But that was what the Hyuuga wanted and he was not going to fall for his Reverse Psychology this time.

Sasuke gathered his things and Neji followed him to Naruto and Hinata’s room. He knocked, but there was no answer and Neji grew a little agitated when half a minute passed after Sasuke knocked the second time. He was just about to kick the fucking door down when Naruto appeared at the door.

“Why the hell aren’t you ready yet?” he inquired incredulously of his friend’s half naked state. Naruto stammered an apology and Neji peeked around his tall frame to see his little cousin sitting on the bed, with the covers up to her chin and her bare arms and shoulders suggested that she was probably in an equal state of undress and Neji barely contained himself before the urge to kick Naruto’s ass up and down the stairs grew too strongly.

He was still having difficulty acceding to Hinata having sex with anyone and he probably came across as one of those annoying, over-protective, older brothers that spied on their sisters when they went on their dates and he knew he needed to get over it but it was damn difficult to.

Genetic Hyuuga eyes met each other, Hinata waved sheepishly at her older cousin. He smiled and waved uncomfortably back at her and Sasuke caught the motion from the corner of his eye and when he saw the girl on the bed he glared at the blonde who was grinning awkwardly and rubbing the back of his neck.

“Are you nuts, Uzumaki?” he bellowed and Naruto could tell he was upset because he rarely ever addressed him by his last name. “I can’t believe you’re going to make us late because you’re having a quickie- not one word from you, Hyuuga,” he growled, turning to face the long-haired man who clapped his hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter.

“You don’t have to be late, you know,” he muttered and stepped away from the door when the Uchiha barged in and started throwing the uniform Hinata had laid out for him on his bed, completely forgetting that she was not completely decent and the girl whimpered and brought the sheet to her nose.

“What the hell are you babbling about now, usuratonkachi?”

Naruto put the clothes back on the bed and when Sasuke crossed his arms over his chest, demanding an explanation his friend copied his stance and said, “I’m not going today.”

“Well you’re not staying either,” Neji replied with just as much finality. There was no way he was going to allow him to remain behind so he could do his cousin all day long, even though that was what he wanted Sasuke to do to him. The Uchiha also didn’t think it would be fair if he, alone, went to classes and Naruto got to have sex the whole day and when he denied his request and tried to force on Naruto’s shirt, the blonde dropped to the floor and grabbed the foot of the bed.

Neji and Sasuke exchanged a glance and seemed to have a conversation via psychic link-up before they each grabbed one of Naruto’s legs and started pulling. He must have somehow welded his hands into the wooden frame because, no matter how hard they pulled or how high they lifted him, the blonde would not let go.

“On three!” Sasuke ordered between breaths and Neji nodded. He counted to three and they tugged with everything they had but Naruto held on for dear life and his veins bulged in his forearms. “You…stubborn…shit,” Sasuke spat between furious yanks and Hinata’s body was tossed back and forth on the bed as it jerked and scraped against the floor.

Sasuke screamed at Naruto to stop playing around, Naruto screamed at the two to let him go and Neji screamed at Sasuke to just cut his damn arms off but a hush suddenly fell over the room when another presence made himself known and all the yelling and name-calling came to a halt when everyone turned to see Deidara standing in the doorway.

The older man stared at the scene before him for a prolonged moment and slowly took in his employer and his supposed ‘lover’ pulling on Blondie’s legs, who was gripping the foot of the bed with his girlfriend on it, who had ducked under the covers the second he showed up. He opened his mouth to stammer something then thought better of it and just turned and walked away, figuring it would be better if he didn’t ask and he hadn’t even taken four steps before they erupted into their commotion once again.

“Maybe he’s ticklish,” Neji suggested after eyeing his unprotected armpits.

“No I’m not!” Naruto lied and Sasuke suddenly recalled that he was. He handed Neji the leg he was holding and the Hyuuga managed to trap it under his other arm before Naruto had the chance to kick him in the face while Sasuke got down on his knees. “Don’t touch me,” and he released one arm so he could swat at the Uchiha but Neji took advantage of his opening and dug the balls of his feet into the carpet to anchor himself and rip the boy away from the bed.

Naruto shrieked and his hands flew wildly for something to grab onto but one came in contact with Sasuke’s face and a tanned palm punched him in the nose just as Naruto’s back collided with Sasuke’s knee and Neji fell, ass first, to the ground.

Hyuuga howled and flipped onto his side while cupping his bruised posterior, Naruto yelped and massaged at the dull ache at the back of his ribs and Sasuke swore while bringing a hand up to his face to check for blood.

“Oh fuck!…My ass,” Neji cried and continued to roll over until he was laying on his stomach and sobbed into the carpet while beating his fists against the plush through the pain.

“Shit, Sasuke…what the hell are your knees made of?” Naruto complained with a weak groan, and Sasuke would have laughed at the both of them, if he wasn’t so pissed.

It served them right!

Playtime was over now and anyone foolish enough to incur the wrath of the Uchiha was looking for a black eye.

Naruto dressed quickly and didn’t say a word as he jumped into his pants and shoved his arms through his shirt. Sasuke had given him thirty seconds to get dressed, or else, and Naruto didn’t want to know what the ‘or else’ entailed. Neji hadn’t stopped writhing and groaning from his place on the floor and Sasuke would have left him there but he was just as much to blame for the Hyuuga’s handicap so he lifted him on the bed next to Hinata who still hadn’t come out of her bed-sheet haven.

Deidara stifled a laugh when he took in their disheveled appearance but he found it very amusing to see Uchiha-sama in such a disheveled manner especially since he always had it together. He got them to their destination just minutes after the first bell rang and he didn’t even wait until he’d driven off before he broke into laughter and Sasuke promised Naruto that he was going to kill him.

Many of the students assumed his slovenly demeanor was probably due to the fact that he wasn’t getting much sleep over the entire ordeal but Shikamaru took one look at him and suggested he save sex for the evenings when he didn’t have to rush it and Sasuke put the Nara right under Naruto on his rapidly growing hit-list.

By the evening he had amassed quite a few names and it was surprising that Naruto was no longer in the top ten. He was contemplating getting Deidara to take care of these nuisances for him but when the man showed up and he was still laughing, Sasuke put him right at the top, but he didn’t stay there for long because when he got home and Neji had the audacity to ask him if he had a ‘good day’, Sasuke dragged him upstairs and released all his frustrations in one, toe-curling orgasm.

Neji snuggled up to his lover and wrapped his arm around his shoulders like a blanket while Sasuke threw the other one over his eyes to block out the harsh, orange rays of the sunset.

“Feel better now?” the older man asked.

“Just what the doctor ordered,” he grunted.

Neji smiled and settled back into his arms but he wasn’t allowed to enjoy their post-coital snuggle session for very long because Sasuke made a noise one usually would to psyche themselves up and he got up from the bed, leaving a disappointed Hyuuga behind.

“What are you doing, Sasuke?” he pouted while immensely enjoying the view of that taut rear-end when he leaned over to retrieve a few books from his school-bag.

“Homework.”

“Can I help?” he offered and moved to get up but Sasuke shook his head and signaled for Neji to stay where he was.

“No, rest!” he commanded and spread his stationery near the edge of the bed and slipped on his glasses before scribbling formulae and algebraic symbols. Neji crawled closer and peered over his shoulder to see what problems their class had been assigned but while he was relieved that they hadn’t advanced from their curriculum, the scholar in him became concerned because they were drawing near to the end of their current syllabus.

Neji furrowed his brow and worried his lower lip as he worked out each problem in his head and even though he was getting the same results the Uchiha was he still felt paranoid that he would fall behind.

“Umm…Sasuke,” he interrupted with a soft voice.

“Mmm?” he hummed and didn’t stop writing even then.

“Sasuke, I know we promised not to talk about this, but-“

“Then we shouldn’t talk about it-”

“But…I was wondering, how soon I…can go back…” he trailed off when he saw Sasuke stiffen and Neji looked down at his hands on the mattress. He didn’t blame the Uchiha for becoming annoyed at his haste to return to classes, after all, didn’t they agree the relationship would end when he did? Neji would have loved to stay here with him until their graduation night, but he couldn’t risk damaging his grade point average, no matter how much he cared about Sasuke and the Uchiha knew how strongly he felt about his education because he felt the same way and if Neji’s academic merit suffered because he selfishly wanted to prolong their relationship, then he’d never be able to forgive himself.

“Next month.”

“Next month?” Neji shrieked, appalled by his answer. “Sasuke, you seriously can’t expect I can stay away from classes that long? The faculty will get suspicious and think I’m being lazy!”

“No one’s going to get suspicious Neji,” he said in a clipped voice.

“Then how can they explain why you’re suddenly well and I’m not? We were both in that accident, Uchiha.”

“Different people take different lengths of time to heal, Hyuuga and everyone thinks you’re trying to recover from psychological trauma. No one has seen you since the accident, so no one knows how serious your injuries really are.” He turned to face him then and Neji was surprised to find a rather playful expression that betrayed the irritation in his voice. “Besides, you really are injured, if I’m not mistaken,” and he reached out to caress Neji’s slightly sore behind.

“I’m serious, Sasuke,” he said in his aristocratic tone and the Uchiha frowned when his attempt at lightening the mood, and ultimately changing the topic, didn’t work.

“Three weeks.”

“Three weeks?” Neji echoed and moved closer when Sasuke returned to his books.

“It’s not entirely one, whole month but it should be long enough.” His voice didn’t sound like it belonged to him and he was surprised that he’d managed to get the words out through the tightening in his chest. Three weeks was not going to be enough and he knew those twenty-one days would pass in the blink of an eye and he waited, on eggshells, for Neji’s response because he knew that if the Hyuuga didn’t consent, and demanded a shorter period of time, then he would have no choice but to acquiesce.

“That…sounds fair,” Neji said with a slow nod and the soft sigh of relief that escaped Sasuke’s lips went unheard. “Okay Sasuke, I’ll agree to be your prisoner for the next three weeks,” he joked and sealed their new deal with a kiss on his cheek.

“No more complaining or trying to escape before then?”

Neji climbed into his lap and wrapped his arms and legs around his body and Sasuke made sure to keep their hips from touching. “I promise! I’ll be a good inmate, Mr. Warden,” the boy purred and lifted his head to give Sasuke a long kiss but when it seemed as if he wanted to take it even further the Uchiha clicked his tongue and pushed Neji at an arm’s length.

“Dammit Hyuuga, we’ve done it three times today!”

“Then let’s go for a record, Sasuke,” and he slapped his arms away and shoved him into the bed. “You’re so sexy wearing nothing but your glasses,” Neji observed with a grin and lowered himself to claim his lips again.

“Neji…you’re sore…,” he managed between pecks. “I won’t do this.”

“But you want it,” and the rapidly growing erection that Neji was provoking in his hand proved his point. But how couldn’t he when Neji kept touching him like that?

“Koi, you always play so dirty,” Sasuke gasped when his lips made a wet path along his chin and nibbled on his ear.

“You shouldn’t complain, keimushochou(1),” he said in a very, slutty voice before squeezing the head of Sasuke’s penis and forcing precum to leak onto his stomach. “Instead, you should punish your prisoners when they get out of hand.”

He threw back his head and rocked his hips, thrusting his manhood in Neji’s fist. “If…If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were turning into some kind of masochist.”

Neji laughed at that and the tiny vibrations from his body reverberated through Sasuke’s. “You know me Uchiha, I hate pain as much as the next guy, but when you do it,” and he shuddered when he thought about his lover throwing him down on the bed and stuffing that thick, hard cock down his already swollen ass. “I dunno…I just like it when you discipline me.”

“I think it’s because you’ve never had a parent’s correction,” he frowned, not wanting to think about anyone putting their hands on his beloved, not even his own father.

“Then it’s up to you to set me straight, ne?”

“Why? You never listen to me anyway.”

Neji laughed again. “That’s true!”

“But even so,” and he pushed Neji off of him then rolled atop him in one quick motion. “I’m not having sex with you right now.”

“Then my crimes are to go unpunished? You’re not much of a warden,” he drawled in a bored voice.

Sasuke smirked at his prison analogies and had half a mind to hand cuff him to the bed and give him a full, body cavity search and he was sure the Hyuuga would enjoy that. “But koi, not having sex with you is your punishment.”

“What kind of punishment is that if I don’t feel anything?” he argued and crossed his arms over his chest.

“But at least you wouldn’t be feeling pleasure either,” he reasoned and stroked a few of his long, black strands behind his ear. “And this way, you also won’t be getting what you want.”

“Very shrewd,” he admitted with a disappointed smile.

”I’ve spoiled you.”

“I know.”

He dropped his head and planted a soft kiss on the bridge of Neji’s nose before pulling himself away before he reneged on the Hyuuga’s punishment.

“Can you promise me just one thing, then?”

“What is it, koi?”

“The next time we have sex, can you do it with your glasses on?”

The Uchiha made a face and returned to his class assignment and Neji assumed that he was averse to the idea but he stopped writing again and raised his head then smiled before saying: “Maybe if you ride my leg(2) a little harder, we’ll see.”

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(1) keimushochou - warden

(2) Riding Leg: Becoming friendly to (prison) staff to get a favor. "He sure is riding that Lt's leg hard to get a bunk change." A prisoner who becomes friendly with officers may be known as a "leg rider" – as quoted from prisonwall.org