Artist and Puppet Master
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,109
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Artist and Puppet Master
Title: Artist and Puppet Master
Author: moi, Hoshino Masako
Summary: Just a smut PWP.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): SasoriXDeidara
Feedback: yesplz. :D
Characters: Sasori and Deidara
Author’s notes: Just a SasoDei oneshot. xD
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto, never will.And I’m not making money off of it.
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His tongue pushed past Deidara's lips with force, his smaller form hovering over the other, fingers moving and stripping away the long, intrusive black coat with red clouds ornating it. It had become a barrier, but soon it was discarded entirely. Deidara moving his arms to drop the coat beside the couch where they were.
Deidara mimicked Sasori's actions, moving to remove the intrusive fabric, hands almost frantic and longing for the touch and feel of skin on skin. His tongue massaged against the dominant force in his mouth, a small groan escaping his lips when he felt Sasori's hands on his skin, slipping underneath the shirt that he wore.
Sasori's fingers teased Deidara's hardening nipples, his fingers pinching them slightly before he moved his arms away to finish pulling off his coat. A pile started to form on the side of the couch, soon after, Sasori removed the fishnet shirt he wore, and Deidara watched him with mild interest as he added it to the pile. Sasori moved a kunai down the front of Deidara's shirt, tearing it off of him, just to reveal the flesh cleanly in front of him.
Deidara glared slightly though that his shirt had just been destroyed.
"What are you worried about?" Sasori asked, "It wasn't like it was a piece of your art."
Sasori's hands moved to Deidara's pants, tugging them off of his hips, revealing his hips and thighs, and his eyes moved inward towards Deidara's erection, a smirk resting on his lips as he moved a hand to it, only for a moment he stroked it gently. This caused a moan to escape Deidara's lips, his hips bucking into the touch.
Sasori withdrew his hand, and moved to remove his own pants and free his own erection from them, his hand gently moved and he gave himself only momentary attention before he reached up and put three fingers gently on Deidara's cheek, and without any words or orders, Deidara shifted his head and took the three into his mouth.
Sasori moaned as Deidara sucked on his fingers, and soon after withdrew them from the warmness. He moved the saliva coated fingers down Deidara's chest before moving over and around his buttocks, Saori's free hand lifting the other's hips off of the couch before he moved one finger into him.
Sasori's finger probed gently inside of Deidara, the other's hips moving down towards the fingers inside of him. Sasori smirked a bit at his partner's reaction, and moved another finger inside of him, gently probing around for a few more moments, until Deidara grunted and moaned lowly, at which point Sasori's fingers poked at the spot that caused the reaction.
Sasori removed the fingers and moved to replace them with his cock, pushing hard into Deidara, the other's hips twisting and he made a soft noise that was twisted between pain and pleasure. His hips instantly started thrusting against Deidara's, his flesh crashing into the others as he moved a hand up and stroked Deidara roughly, taking some of the others precum on his hands as he continued his hand moved.
It didn't take long for Deidara to be squirming underneath Sasori, the puppet master successfully hitting that spot inside of him, and he arched against the hand, the dual sensation causing him to release onto Deidara's hand and onto both of their chests. Sasori licked some of the other's release off of his hand as he he thrust a few hard times against the other, releasing into him.
Sasori's body shook and he relaxed on top of his partner, a smirk still on his lips as he did this. Deidara seemed to wear a bit of an indignant but satisfied smile, but he still was upset about his destroyed shirt.
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Shortness and funness. Reviews are loved! :D
Rawr. My inspiration is gone, and my friend suggested I write this...so I did. XD
~Masako
Author: moi, Hoshino Masako
Summary: Just a smut PWP.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): SasoriXDeidara
Feedback: yesplz. :D
Characters: Sasori and Deidara
Author’s notes: Just a SasoDei oneshot. xD
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto, never will.And I’m not making money off of it.
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His tongue pushed past Deidara's lips with force, his smaller form hovering over the other, fingers moving and stripping away the long, intrusive black coat with red clouds ornating it. It had become a barrier, but soon it was discarded entirely. Deidara moving his arms to drop the coat beside the couch where they were.
Deidara mimicked Sasori's actions, moving to remove the intrusive fabric, hands almost frantic and longing for the touch and feel of skin on skin. His tongue massaged against the dominant force in his mouth, a small groan escaping his lips when he felt Sasori's hands on his skin, slipping underneath the shirt that he wore.
Sasori's fingers teased Deidara's hardening nipples, his fingers pinching them slightly before he moved his arms away to finish pulling off his coat. A pile started to form on the side of the couch, soon after, Sasori removed the fishnet shirt he wore, and Deidara watched him with mild interest as he added it to the pile. Sasori moved a kunai down the front of Deidara's shirt, tearing it off of him, just to reveal the flesh cleanly in front of him.
Deidara glared slightly though that his shirt had just been destroyed.
"What are you worried about?" Sasori asked, "It wasn't like it was a piece of your art."
Sasori's hands moved to Deidara's pants, tugging them off of his hips, revealing his hips and thighs, and his eyes moved inward towards Deidara's erection, a smirk resting on his lips as he moved a hand to it, only for a moment he stroked it gently. This caused a moan to escape Deidara's lips, his hips bucking into the touch.
Sasori withdrew his hand, and moved to remove his own pants and free his own erection from them, his hand gently moved and he gave himself only momentary attention before he reached up and put three fingers gently on Deidara's cheek, and without any words or orders, Deidara shifted his head and took the three into his mouth.
Sasori moaned as Deidara sucked on his fingers, and soon after withdrew them from the warmness. He moved the saliva coated fingers down Deidara's chest before moving over and around his buttocks, Saori's free hand lifting the other's hips off of the couch before he moved one finger into him.
Sasori's finger probed gently inside of Deidara, the other's hips moving down towards the fingers inside of him. Sasori smirked a bit at his partner's reaction, and moved another finger inside of him, gently probing around for a few more moments, until Deidara grunted and moaned lowly, at which point Sasori's fingers poked at the spot that caused the reaction.
Sasori removed the fingers and moved to replace them with his cock, pushing hard into Deidara, the other's hips twisting and he made a soft noise that was twisted between pain and pleasure. His hips instantly started thrusting against Deidara's, his flesh crashing into the others as he moved a hand up and stroked Deidara roughly, taking some of the others precum on his hands as he continued his hand moved.
It didn't take long for Deidara to be squirming underneath Sasori, the puppet master successfully hitting that spot inside of him, and he arched against the hand, the dual sensation causing him to release onto Deidara's hand and onto both of their chests. Sasori licked some of the other's release off of his hand as he he thrust a few hard times against the other, releasing into him.
Sasori's body shook and he relaxed on top of his partner, a smirk still on his lips as he did this. Deidara seemed to wear a bit of an indignant but satisfied smile, but he still was upset about his destroyed shirt.
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Shortness and funness. Reviews are loved! :D
Rawr. My inspiration is gone, and my friend suggested I write this...so I did. XD
~Masako