Random Circumstance
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,030
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Random Circumstance
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Warnings: Shota and not beta-ed.
This began as a rather strange IM conversation, and demanded to be written afterwards. Much love and thanks to my Dee-chan. Please enjoy!
Random Circumstance
Haku couldn’t quite remember how it had happened. He recalled bending over to adjust the strap of his sandal, feeling the beginnings of the material rubbing his skin raw, and then, he hadn’t been standing at all. In fact, not-so-comfortable bushes cushioned his back and ravenous lips silenced his mouth before he’d even realized it.
Their relationship had altered into this strange touch-and-feel, something he enjoyed considerably more than he was supposed to, but he didn’t mind the guilt accompanying it. Zabuza obliviously didn’t, either.
Purely accidental, no one was around to witness it.
Sharp teeth nipped a little too roughly at his bottom lip, the tang of blood flowing over his tongue, and Haku bit back just as forcefully, excitement overpowering common sense. Delicate fingers grabbed strands of short hair, yanking enough to tilt that powerful neck back, and he attacked the bared skin with hunger, sucking and licking, smearing the flesh with his mark. There was a quiet moan before he was shoved down, brutal kisses raining onto his face, the metal of Zabuza’s headband softly scratching his cheek. Haku thought he felt it bleed.
Hands were delving beneath his clothes before he could even think about it any further, slipping under the waistline of the calf-length pants he wore to grasp an already hardened erection. His sudden cry filled the rather silent forest, and Haku could practically see Zabuza’s smirk through half-closed eyes, unable to do anything about it. He merely wrapped his arms around the older nin, holding him close, fingernails digging into soft flesh.
Zabuza jerked him off with silent skill, watching with fascination as the boy shook his head and arched his hips when he climaxed.
There wasn’t a second’s hesitation when he pulled at the now sticky garment, baring pale legs to the air. He grinned, having hastily removed the bandages around his face to free his mouth when Haku had unintentionally given him such a pleasing view of his backside. He proceeded to lift a limp leg over his shoulder, fingers wrestling with the fastenings of his own pants. Freeing himself, Zabuza used a mixture of his own spit and Haku’s semen to prepare him before hastily sliding home in the boy’s warmth. The wail that escaped spurred him further, and Zabuza ignored the stinging of Haku’s hold on him, thrusting forward and back in a dizzying rhythm.
It was over in a matter of seconds, the stimulation too much to handle for the usually so controlled nin, and Haku grunted at Zabuza’s weight pressing him into the already smashed bush. And was that a rock digging into his back?
After a moment, Haku pushed at Zabuza’s shoulder, signaling that he wanted up, and then, he glanced around, pulling at the twigs tangled in his hair. They were both rather mussed, and his lip hurt.
“Where’s my sandal?” he asked, uncomfortable in his sudden lack of pants. Zabuza pointed, and the boy snorted, realizing it lay on its side where he’d been standing before being so…invitingly attacked. “Is this what you think about when you wander off?”
A smirk was his only answer, and Haku sighed, unable to do anything about it.
End
Warnings: Shota and not beta-ed.
This began as a rather strange IM conversation, and demanded to be written afterwards. Much love and thanks to my Dee-chan. Please enjoy!
Random Circumstance
Haku couldn’t quite remember how it had happened. He recalled bending over to adjust the strap of his sandal, feeling the beginnings of the material rubbing his skin raw, and then, he hadn’t been standing at all. In fact, not-so-comfortable bushes cushioned his back and ravenous lips silenced his mouth before he’d even realized it.
Their relationship had altered into this strange touch-and-feel, something he enjoyed considerably more than he was supposed to, but he didn’t mind the guilt accompanying it. Zabuza obliviously didn’t, either.
Purely accidental, no one was around to witness it.
Sharp teeth nipped a little too roughly at his bottom lip, the tang of blood flowing over his tongue, and Haku bit back just as forcefully, excitement overpowering common sense. Delicate fingers grabbed strands of short hair, yanking enough to tilt that powerful neck back, and he attacked the bared skin with hunger, sucking and licking, smearing the flesh with his mark. There was a quiet moan before he was shoved down, brutal kisses raining onto his face, the metal of Zabuza’s headband softly scratching his cheek. Haku thought he felt it bleed.
Hands were delving beneath his clothes before he could even think about it any further, slipping under the waistline of the calf-length pants he wore to grasp an already hardened erection. His sudden cry filled the rather silent forest, and Haku could practically see Zabuza’s smirk through half-closed eyes, unable to do anything about it. He merely wrapped his arms around the older nin, holding him close, fingernails digging into soft flesh.
Zabuza jerked him off with silent skill, watching with fascination as the boy shook his head and arched his hips when he climaxed.
There wasn’t a second’s hesitation when he pulled at the now sticky garment, baring pale legs to the air. He grinned, having hastily removed the bandages around his face to free his mouth when Haku had unintentionally given him such a pleasing view of his backside. He proceeded to lift a limp leg over his shoulder, fingers wrestling with the fastenings of his own pants. Freeing himself, Zabuza used a mixture of his own spit and Haku’s semen to prepare him before hastily sliding home in the boy’s warmth. The wail that escaped spurred him further, and Zabuza ignored the stinging of Haku’s hold on him, thrusting forward and back in a dizzying rhythm.
It was over in a matter of seconds, the stimulation too much to handle for the usually so controlled nin, and Haku grunted at Zabuza’s weight pressing him into the already smashed bush. And was that a rock digging into his back?
After a moment, Haku pushed at Zabuza’s shoulder, signaling that he wanted up, and then, he glanced around, pulling at the twigs tangled in his hair. They were both rather mussed, and his lip hurt.
“Where’s my sandal?” he asked, uncomfortable in his sudden lack of pants. Zabuza pointed, and the boy snorted, realizing it lay on its side where he’d been standing before being so…invitingly attacked. “Is this what you think about when you wander off?”
A smirk was his only answer, and Haku sighed, unable to do anything about it.
End