The Shackled Stallion

Warning: Serious Lemon here…
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-*The Shackled Stallion*-
To say Naruto was surprised would be an insufficient way to describe it.
Shocked out of his mind would be more appropriate to what he felt when, after the cage-dancing, he had emerged from the stairway to be met with a darkly smiling Sasuke who hooked his leash back on and then hauled him forward so he could kiss him to within an inch of his life.
Brainlessly horny would also be on the mark.
One look into the black eyes confirmed that this was no game. So what was he playing at?
Not that he minded. Sasuke hadn’t let up kissing him ever since they had somehow gotten back into the booth. The still-playing bass music was drumming up and down his spine, raising goose bumps along his skin, but it was a mere distraction compared to the fingers that were actually on him, teasing, brushing, scratching. Naruto covered his mouth to keep from moaning when they glanced over a nipple and twisted it torturously.
The last time –the only time- they had had sex, the blond had inadvertently discovered that he loved being dominated and tormented physically. Sasuke obviously remembered, seeing as he had the leash wound so tightly in one hand that he had no other option than to crane his neck upwards, helpless against the onslaught of sensation the brunette was causing.
“S-sasuke-”
“Shut up.” The low voice growled against his skin, and he did. A whimper escaped him as a mouth replaced the fingers, hot and slick over his already sensitive skin. It felt good, so right. He wanted this, he really did. He had wanted this ever since the first time. That night had been one of the best of his life, he would never forget it. He found himself craving the feeling that Sasuke had ignited in him, hungering for the passion that had seared its way into his heart and mind. He had never known that sex could feel that way with anyone. It was the reason why, awkward though he was in dealing with unknown emotion, he had looked and looked for something, anything really, that could clue him in to how the last Uchiha’s mind worked. It had been Gaara who had found him drowning his sorrows in bowl after bowl of ramen, and after he had explained, had brought him to the only person who understood just what kind of pervert he was.
He hadn’t known just how far Neji would go.
His first reaction, when he had been told of the fake mission, had been “Sasuke’s going to go mental.”
Neji had laughed at him. “You want himto go mental. That’s the only way he’ll ever act on his urges. Have a little faith.”
And he did have faith, and he had followed every single direction, no matter how depraved it had sounded at the time. He had worn this ridiculous outfit, and these shorts that were as uncomfortable as hell, and the thong that had been even more so, and the damn pumps that made his ankles feel like noodles, and he had done every damn salacious movement that he’d been coached in, and now here he was, a tongue shoved down his throat and an extremely pissed Sasuke kissing him so hard he could see stars.
“Um…”
“What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want.”
Anyone would have scampered to safety at the dangerous tone in that voice, though all it did for him was send a spike of desire straight to his groin. Not for Haru though. Through the haze, Naruto could make out the terrified look on the waiter’s face. He looked like he was about ready to commit suicide for even daring to interrupt them. It was a testament to his manhood that he didn’t.
“M-management has inf-formed me that a r-reservation has been made in L-leopard-san’s n-name for one of o-our d-deluxe suites just d-down the road.” The poor boy swallowed his fear at the look in Sasuke’s eyes and continued. “W-would you l-like the k-key?”
The brunette turned his eyes to the nervous body in his arms. Naruto gulped at the sight of the smirk. He was in so much trouble.
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“Get in.”
The blond followed meekly, his heart beating a mile a minute. Sasuke followed. The click of the lock was loud in the quiet room, and sounded like Inevitable Doom should sound.
“Sasuke, I can explain-”
“Get on the bed.”
Despite the fact that he was so deep in his grave as to be actually buried in it, Naruto still felt an erotic thrill at the sound of that commanding voice. It promised a long night, though the question of what exactly that meant was still floating around in his freaked out brain.
Sasuke followed him as he walked backwards warily, throwing away the earpiece, shedding his coat then his…shirt.
“Sasuke-”
“Shut up.” His leash was caught again and he was pulled hard against an unyielding body. Blacker-than-sin eyes glared at him and he felt his mouth dry up in fear. “This what you wanted, Leopard?”
The foreign word twisted through his senses, adding to the fluttering feeling in his stomach. “S-sasuke…”
“Answer me, Leopard.”
Again. He stifled a moan as a harsh hand pulled him closer to Sasuke by way of his ass, and he felt the hot length against his stomach. His dazed blue eyes focused on the narrow ones in front of him, searching the closed expression for an answer. What was he supposed to say?
“Answer me.”A bruising nip was place on his throat, the thrilling pain melting away in the wake of pleasure. “Isn’t this what you wanted your sensei to do to you?”
He let out a shuddering groan when a hand he hadn’t noticed suddenly made itself known on his crotch, scraping fingernails on either side of the zipper. “Y-yes…”
“Yes what?”
He could barely think from all sensations bombarding him. “Y-yes, sensei.”
“Good.”
The kiss faintly tasted like smoke, beer and cherries, a revolting combination, but not on Sasuke’s tongue. It was hard and angry and unforgiving, and Naruto couldn’t think for the pure emotion that took his brain and threw it away. This was what he had been looking for, this feeling, the way his heart beat inside his chest, half-scared and half-triumphant, like he was in the middle of a battle that he knew he could never win. When the brunette drew back, he licked his lips and tasted blood.
“You tricked me, Leopard.” The sultry voice murmured against his neck. “You should know what happens to bad pets. They get punished.”
Punished, yeah right. This was more like heaven, the way hands trailed over his skin, leaving fire in their wake. He arched up helplessly as tongue and lips found his nipple again, barely able to keep from moaning. Cool air hit the fevered skin of his hips and thighs when his shorts were worked down over his ass. He didn’t even know when Sasuke had started working on them, and he didn’t care. All he knew was that he was naked, and the brunette could see him aroused and panting, just like last time. He felt….he felt…
There was a click, and Sasuke stepped away, smirking. Naruto blinked in bemusement, then registered the feel of cold metal around his wrists. He looked up in horror.
The room had been equipped with kinkiness in mind. There was lubricant and dildos in every corner, and there was a mirror on the ceiling just above the bed. The four poster bed that he was now handcuffed to.
There were also lots of other toys, laid out on the dresser for the discerning master to use on a recalcitrant slave. Naruto watched with wide stunned eyes as the brunette walked over to it like he knew exactly what he was doing. Jealousy took the place of desire for a moment. Did he know what he was doing? If he did, then who the hell did he practice on? Naruto rattled the handcuffs with renewed vigor.
“Sasuke, let me go! This isn’t fu-”
Thunk.
A kunai vibrated to a stop an inch next to his shocked face, its point buried deep into the dark wood of the post. He felt a warmth trickle down his cheek and over his chin.
“Do I look like I’m laughing? And keep that wound open. If it closes, I might just have to cut you again, and I promise you, you don’t want that.”
If his jaw could physically hit the floor, it would have. But instead of the betrayal that should have cut through him, he could actually feel the moan that bubbled up at the mere thought of a dark-haired demon hovering over his prone, bound body, the glimmer of a sharp edge in the lamplight, searing pain soothed away with licks and kisses...
Gods, am I ever masochistic…
Masochistic enough to get even harder at the sight of Sasuke choosing a pair of nipple clamps and a leather strap he hoped would be used for a cock ring.
He was right.
It was unmercifully tightened around the engorged flesh, and the tight pinches to his chest were like a log to an already uncontainable flame. Then Sasuke bit down on his shoulder just as he twisted one sensitive nipple, and he screamed.
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The dark-haired jounin smirked at the wanton sight before him. Naruto, eyes closed, kiss-red mouth open as he panted, had fallen to his knees, unable to find the strength to keep standing. The ring of teeth marks were like a tattoo on his shoulder. His skin was flushed and lightly covered with sweat. The silver clamps, padded just enough to not bit into flesh but still tight enough to cause a considerable amount of pain, stood starkly against the pink of his nipples. Last of all, the part of the whole blond package that had him licking his lips lasciviously, was the swollen erection jutting proudly between pale muscled thighs. Despite everything, Naruto was still as aroused as he had been when they had kissed in the club. It made a previously unknown sadistic part of him sit up and cackle with glee.
It wasn’t that he was feeling angry or betrayed. He knew that Naruto could have never planned it on his own. In a way, he was actually indebted to his devil of a cousin. The way this night was going to go was the perfect way to pay back the blond for every damn nosebleed, every jawdrop, every emotional rollercoaster he had put Sasuke through tonight. But he wasn’t going to tell Naruto that. Let him writhe in guilt, and serve him right.
He crouched down to catch a handful of golden hair in his fist, wrenching it back until he could see the whites of his partner’s eyes and the tendons of his neck were like tight ropes under his skin. The blood trailing down his face stood out like a brand.
“You look like a whore, Leopard, do you know that?”
The captured blond whimpered despairingly, but the length he had captured and was now stroking jerked as he squeezed it.
“A naughty, naughty little whore, teasing me all night.”
He stopped stroking and flicked the dangling sac instead. Naruto’s head nearly jolted up, but he tugged back viciously with the hand still in his hair.
“Tonight, you’re going to obey me, you understand? Not anyone else, just me. When you open your mouth, you only have the option of saying Yes, No and Please. Anything else, and I will lock you in here after disabling your chakra points.”
Tearing blue eyes opened wide questioningly. He smirked again and leaned closer until his breath fanned over the bloody whiskers. “You’re not the only one who’s learned a few things from Neji.”
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Naruto felt his heart stop at those words. He’d really done it this time.
His friend –quite possibly former friend by this time- stoff up and started unbuckling his belt. He found he couldn’t look away even if he wanted to. Seeing a half-naked Sasuke was like finding a few gold coins at the beach. In comparison, a Sasuke in all his wonderfully naked glory was like winning the lottery. The first time they had had sex, it had been dark and hurried. Now he could get as long a look as he wanted, seeing as this was possibly the last time.
His heart started to beat again, but painfully. It couldn’t be, he wouldn’t let it. If he could just explain, then everything would be alright. He opened his mouth, but a warning look had him change his words into a plaintive “Please…”
Those lips turned up in a cruel smile. “You may address me as Master.”
The old Naruto would have said “Like hell I will”, and Rasengan’d everything within a hundred miles, but the old Naruto hadn’t slept with Sasuke, hadn’t danced with him and felt desire burning away with every touch, hadn’t been hauled in here and driven mindless with lust. So the new Naruto just nodded and said nothing.
“Good boy.”
He felt his mouth literally dry up once more when Sasuke finally pushed his pants down his hips. He had completely forgone underwear and now the evidence of his desire was now right in front of Naruto’s face. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen, bar none.
Except for when Sasuke closed the distance between them, grabbed the back of his still aching head and pushed his hips forward until he could feel pre-cum slick over his lips.
“Open your mouth.”
He needed no other bidding. The head slipped past his lips, and his throat ached with the desire to take it in fully, but he stopped, keeping his punishment in mind. He looked up pleadingly into Sasuke’s eyes. The slight jerk of the slender hips was all the answer he needed.
Sasuke tasted of soap, the masculine fragrance of it strong in the neatly trimmed curls at the base of his cock. His throat felt tight, constricted around the full, wide length in his mouth, but that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that it was happening, that it was Sasuke’s flesh sliding in and out between his lips, Sasuke’s smell filling his nose like a drug, Sasuke’s hands clenched in his hair and keeping him from going too fast. It was overpowering and hot and sexy as hell being dominated in such a manner, with his hands still tied to the post behind him, his shoulders strained with the effort of trying to get closer, his nipples burning in the tight vice, his own cock so painful and yet so aroused at the same time. And still all he could think about was Sasuke. Sasuke was doing this to him. Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke…
There was a stifled moan above him and his ears ached for more. He took the hard length even deeper, licked the throbbing vein underneath it then followed it with teeth, suckled around the head, his lips a tight O around the base. He did it again and again, over and over, trying to show Sasuke just what he felt, trying to express the feeling thundering in his chest like a stampede of horses. He was so engrossed in what he was doing, he nearly howled in desperation when the cock he had been paying so much attention to was pulled away.
A mouth covered his seeking lips, swallowing the moan he let out. It was like a promise of dark, cherry-flavored heaven. The kiss was sloppy, but he didn’t mind, it felt right that way. Their tongues tangled for a long, long moment and he moaned in need as that too was torn away in favor of marking his neck and shoulder with more bites. Each one felt like a cigarette burn on his skin, harsh but good in a way he couldn’t define. They trailed down his chest, with a mere flick of a rough tongue of each of his nipples, then lower, over his stomach. Hot breath tickled the head of his member just for a moment.
And then he was pulled up and pushed forcefully against the bedpost with enough force to bruise his shoulder blade.
“You have a lot to be punished for.” A vindictive voice hissed against the back of his neck. “Do you agree, Leopard?”
He couldn’t keep the desire from his voice despite the pain. “Yesss, Master.”
“You want to be punished, don’t you, Leopard?”
“Yesss.”
“Whore.” He was left for a moment, one horrible moment, and he was sorely tempted to look around. The more punishment, the better, right?
But there was no punishment better than this. He could feel all his blood drain down between his legs at the sight of the bottle dangled in front of him. It read Heatable Lubricant: For the Firebug in You.
Oh hell…
Sasuke’s hand glowed with chakra for a moment before he uncapped the bottle. There was steam. Naruto licked his lips nervously as it disappeared behind his shoulder, and then he nearly bit his tongue off when he felt something close to lava pour down his spine.
“I know you like that, Leopard, don’t deny it…”
Another burning line touched his skin and his teeth dug so deep into his lip it started to bleed.
“Scream for me.”
That did it. The next time he felt the blistering trail, he couldn’t help but scream. Scream at how good it felt, this inventively delicious torture. Scream that he wanted more of it, more and more until he was branded with it. Scream until his throat was raw, until he was sure the authorities would come pounding at their door. But then again, Sasuke would have thought of that.
Every thought flew out of his head when he felt fingers coated with the lubricant finally fold over his erection.
“Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepl-ah!”
It was hot, hotter than anything had been in the creation of the universe and he never wanted it to stop. He thrust forward, his hips no longer under his control, wanting to get more of that tantalizing sensation, moaning and pleading and begging until he ran out of the words he was allowed to say, his pathetic litany thick in the air, until he was sure he would go mad with feeling this way.
“-Master, please-oh-please, yes yes yes M-ah-Master-”
“Tell me what you want, Leopard. Use any words you like.”
It was like being given inch after inch of water and then being faced with an open faucet. The words gushed out of his mouth, tumbling and tripping over his tongue in his haste to say everything before the privilege was taken away once more. “F-fuck me Master, I want you, please please fuck me, I need it, I want it, please let me-” The rest of his sentence died in a gurgle as three barely wet fingers rammed up his ass without any warning.
Ohmygodohmygodohmygod…
The fire was in him now. He grasped at the post, desperate not to be swept away in the tide that engulfed him completely. He barely recognized the voice crying out as his own. All he knew was now, and all he wanted was behind him, merciless in his torture and he didn’t want it and hungered for it at the same time. It felt bad and sexy and dirty and fuck all if he didn’t-
Another finger was added, and then another and then-
OhmygodohmygodohMYGOD…
He could swear he blacked out just for a second. He probably should be thankful that Sasuke had thought of putting on lubricant before he’d done it. It felt as big as a meteor and twice as unstoppable. And then the fist stilled in him and he could’ve killed someone right then.
“Feel good, Leopard?”
“M-master…”
“Answer me.” The fist twisted around, slick skin tugging on muscles that had never been abused in such a manner and his eyes crossed.
“Y-yes, Master.”
“Do you want more?”
“I-”
A tongue slicked over his sweaty neck and he shuddered in pleasure. “What is it?”
“Your cock, Master.” He said as meekly as he could as that teasing fist pumped minutely within him. “Please. I want that.”
“That, huh?”
And then Sasuke’s hand retreated and he felt empty, so very empty for a second that he found himself regretting he’d ever said anything, and then he was filled with something so much better, not as big but three times as good because it touched a part of him that made him see stars.
What he had felt earlier was nothing compared to this. Sasuke held his neck and throat in a punishing grip, almost but not quite preventing him from breathing. His other hand was on his hip, controlling his movement and allowing only the brunette to thrust against him. It felt like lightning in a storm, building up and warping his stomach with desire. He couldn’t scream, couldn’t moan, couldn’t say anything. All that was left to him was to feel everything happening all at once, feel the thunder roar in his ears as Sasuke fucked him over and over, and he didn’t want any of this to stop, it just had to keep going because nothing had ever felt like this.
Lips wrapped almost tenderly over the lobe of his ear just as the hand on his hip unclenched enough to move over his forgotten erection. He felt the rush of blood over his arms and legs, as if his body was trying to keep him standing long enough to finish this orgasmic torture. He whined desperately. Now that he was free to move against his lover, he did so, his movements just as rough and hurried. The fingers over his cock tightened for a second before they started moving over him and he just sighed louder. It felt like his skin was going to burn and peel away at any moment, like he was going to collapse from lack of air and sensory overload, but no, he couldn’t, he wouldn’t, he was going to finish this, he had to. And then later when they were sated and he was free, he could start showing Sasuke just how sorry he was.
But later, much, much later, because this was now and Sasuke was fucking him so hard he didn’t think he would be able to walk tomorrow. His knees buckled, and in one moment, the hand on his throat became the arm around his waist, pulling him up with impressive strength. His toes found the footboard of the bed and somehow found purchase, and now he could look up and damn if it wasn’t the most provocative position he’d ever seen. The mirror showed him just how shameless he looked as he moaned. Ruby-red swollen nipples, his angry erection disappearing in a pale fist, a dark head buried in his neck, hips and bodies moving together in a primal rhythm…Then that hand left his cock to tug the restraining cock ring free. The burst of painful pleasure was the last thing he needed and he came so hard he nearly blacked out again.
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Fuckfuckfuckfuck…
He didn’t know what was happening, didn’t know what alien entity had taken over his body. He just knew that he was torturing Naruto, hurting him and liking it.
The blond obviously liked it too, seeing that his erection hadn’t flagged once. And now he was fucking him, was actually in him, could feel the muscles hot and tight around his member and it was driving him insane.
Fuckfuckfuckfuck…
He didn’t know if he could last any longer. It just felt so good, so mind-blowingly amazing. And then he noticed the blond looking up at the mirror, noticed the lust-darkened eyes going over every inch of their joined bodies, and then he did lose it.
“Fuck, Naruto!”
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-*End of Chapter*-
Oh my god, that was a wrench to write. Just one more chapter to go!