Blackmail and Betrayal

AN: Well, here it is! It’s an AU modern day fic that I kinda threw together to say “Thanks” for the 50k hits and 1k worth of reviews on AFF.net for “The Sound of Dreams.” A little smut to make up for the recent lack of lemons in SoD!

You guys are great and I hope you really like this!!

Blackmail and Betrayal


Sasuke Uchiha sat at the small table in the dimly lit bar, nursing his drink. He was here for a reason and getting drunk wasn’t it. He was looking for someone, someone in particular. Letting his trained detective’s eye roam around the room, he mused on all of the reasons why he shouldn’t be here, looking for this person.

He was a detective on the police force that had hailed his father as a brilliant man and the most effective Police Commissioner that they’d ever had the honor to serve under. He himself was considered a younger version of that great man who had been, along with his wife and possibly his eldest son, slaughtered in a most brutal fashion in his own home. They suspected it was one of the many enemies that the man had made amongst the criminal element, but no evidence was left to point a conclusive direction. They never had found the body of Itachi Uchiha, just some bloody clothes that were dropped a half a mile away from the home. He was considered missing but presumed dead.

He had a cute little pink-haired fiancé that adored him, but she was innocent and naïve and didn’t understand what being on the police force would require of him. She didn’t understand what he saw day in and day out and didn’t understand that sex to him was a form of stress relief, a way to exorcise his demons and reaffirm his humanity. She thought he was too rough and didn’t want to cater to his “perversions.”

Since when was a fucking blow job a “perversion?”

As a member of the police force, he had become closely acquainted with the underside of the city, whether he had wanted to be or not. He knew where people went to get the things they wanted, things they needed which may or may not be too legal.

Hence the reason why he was here, risking his job, risking his reputation as well as that of his family name and risking his relationship, looking for a good, mindless, no strings attached blow job. That in itself was bad enough, though forgivable since it happened more often than it should to engaged men. What made it so much worse was the fact that he wasn’t looking for a female.

Females had too much of tendency to become attached. Females were also assumed to be the victim in any sexual scandal, especially if they played it up to try to get something out of it. Cheating on his fiancé with another woman would immediately lead to all kinds of drama that he, frankly, had no desire to engage in. At least another male would keep his mouth shut as he would be seen in the same kind of degrading light as the other party. Another male would be less likely to try to blackmail something out of you since they were more than likely here for the exact same reason.

He would never admit that it had more to do with the fact that he found males a lot more satisfying than he had ever found any woman, even his bride-to-be.

Suddenly a splash of bright blond caught his attention as the owner of the impossibly vivid hair made his way to the bar. The man, probably about his own age of twenty-three years, slid his toned body onto a stool covered in brown, cracked vinyl upholstery. He beamed a wide smile over at the lethargic bartender and ordered a domestic beer.

The man didn’t belong in here. He was too cheerful in the room full of quiet drinkers. He radiated against the dark, dingy woodwork of the bar, shone against the faded polish of the lacquered tables and illuminated the dimly lit area in a way that drew the eye. Even his clothes drew attention; tight, faded blue button fly jeans, some name brand sneakers that looked comfortably worn and a dark orange polo shirt.

Sasuke watched as the other male glanced around the room, taking in the weekday nightlife and looking slightly disappointed in it. That gaze landed on him and he was stunned momentarily by the deepest blue eyes that he had ever seen. He saw interest flare briefly along with the caution. When he didn’t break contact however, the curiosity came back tenfold along with something else, something that had his heart beating faster in anticipation.

Fingers dragged themselves through the long, shaggy locks giving him a glimpse of a succulent tanned neck. Usually Sasuke didn’t kiss other men, usually all he wanted was one to suck his cock, but he might make an exception for that throat. The other hand reached for the beer bottle and lifted it to full, sensual lips. The tip of a pink tongue darted out to lick subtly at the condensation on the neck before his bottom lip drew itself up to the rim before tilting it to take a drink. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed and he slowly ran his tongue over his lips as he lowered the bottle back to the bar.

Sasuke wasn’t sure what expression was his own face; he rather hoped there wasn’t one actually, but something that the other man saw there made the blond smile playfully. He felt his cock harden at the thought of those lips wrapping around and working his stiff length. He could just image grabbing that thick looking hair and pulling the man off at the last minute so he could spray his seed across those faintly marked cheeks (he couldn’t tell what the marks were from this distance) and up into the blond locks just to watch it slide down that tempting neck. His fantasy was further enhanced as he envisioned the little slut reaching up to scoop the cum up with his fingers and then sucking them clean.

The man took a last swig of his beer before abandoning it on the bar top. He shot a direct look straight at Sasuke before walking off deeper into the bar. Sasuke waited a long moment or two before finally getting up and casually following.

He had approached the restroom and was about to enter when someone cleared their throat softly to the side. He glanced over and found his quarry leaning against the door frame of the maintenance room. He stepped into the room, glancing over his shoulder in a blatant invitation for Sasuke to join him.

Deeming the room to be more private than a public restroom, he followed the man into the room cautiously, his hands held casual and loose at his sides. He wasn’t dumb enough to carry a firearm into a situation where he knew he was about to be up close and personal with someone, but his hand to hand skills had been more than adequate to get him out of tight spots before.

The room was about a ten foot by twelve and had shelves lined with boxes of supplies for the bar as well as cleaning paraphernalia. The florescent light provided plenty of illumination, so much so that Sasuke squinted for a moment while his eyes adjusted.

The blond moved forward as soon as Sasuke took a few steps into the room. He reached past the taller, lithe body and shoved the door closed before backing Sasuke into it. Tanned fingers delved into dark hair as he drew nearer. Sasuke turned his head to avoid the lips that were aimed at his and instead allowed the man to kiss his neck, feeling the heat of the other’s breath wash across his ear. He shivered slightly and resolutely moved his hands down to start unbuckling his belt.

“Impatient, aren’t we?” the husky voice teased against his collarbone.

Sasuke allowed his face to brush ever so lightly against those silken locks that tickled his chin. “Stop playing and get on with it,” he growled softly.

“As you wish,” he murmured before biting into the pale skin beneath his lips. Sasuke successfully stifled the moan the act brought, but was unable to stop himself from arching into the rough sting of the teeth.

Tanned fingers began to deftly undo the buttons on his navy blue silk shirt, laying bare the pale milky skin below to a hot gaze of almost the same shade as the silk. Before Sasuke could protest to the further revealing of his body, full lips latched onto a pink nipple, a tongue teasing it to a hard nub. It was nice but not what he wanted.

His mouth opened to sternly redirect his partner in erotic crime when teeth came down quite firmly upon the bit of skin. A surprised, but delighted moan escaped out instead of the intended reprimand as his body once again strained against that so pleasurable pain.

“I know what you need,” said a dark, husky murmur against the skin of his chest.

“Do you?” he panted out, intending it to sound dubious and challenging and while it was, it was also lustful and almost yearning.

“Oh, yes,” came the reply that was breathed upon his flesh right before that shapely mouth began to devour him.

Another startled cry was torn from Sasuke as teeth nipped and bit along his ribs and abs. Hands grabbed his hips, the fingers digging into the muscles of his ass as a tongue slipped and slid around and into his navel. Teeth quickly followed, worrying at the more vulnerable skin before shifting to avoid brushing against the hardened, straining flesh of the other man’s cock as his mouth continued to nip and gnaw at his hip bones.

Sasuke tangled his hands into the blond hair, trying to guide that mouth where he wanted it most. The scarred face tilted and blue eyes practically blazed up at him. Holding his gaze, the other man slid his hands slowly under the waistband of his dark boxers and, after easing it over the tip of his erection, pushed them along with his pants downward to where they fell around his ankles.

Those blue orbs deliberately lowered until they were staring at his manhood, taking in its size and shape with an almost teasing glint. Those full lips curled into an approving smirk and Sasuke felt an overwhelming urge to thrust himself aggressively between them. Instead he pulled insistently on the fistful of hair, silently demanding the blond give him what he wanted.

The kneeling body leaned closer and a hot breath was exhaled over the sensitive head of his cock. A pulse went through it, causing it to jump slightly as a clear drop beaded up out of the slit. Lightly callused hands slid up from his knees to his hips and back down again as the blond tilted his head to flick his tongue out, lapping up the dewy moisture.

Sasuke drew in a sharp breath as his hands tightened unconsciously. Those eyes snapped up to him with a knowing look before returning to their objective once more. That tongue came out again and gave a long, firm swipe from root to crown, circling the head before engulfing it in a hot, moist mouth.

He threw his head back, his breath rushing out of him as he tried to suppress the moan that wanted to make itself heard. Instead there was only the loud “thunk” of his skull hitting the cheap aluminum commercial door and the erotic wet sounds coming from the head bobbing on his cock.

‘Fuck, yeah.’ This is exactly what he had been wanting and goddamn was this guy good at it.

Fingernails suddenly dragged down his legs, leaving pale pink lines in their wake and drawing another gasp from his throat. A hand tugged his left leg up and the other slipped his black dress shoe off, followed by the pant leg. His leg was bent slightly and lips left his cock to caress across his inner thigh, a tongue trailed across the tender skin before teeth sank firmly, but carefully into the creamy paleness. Nips and nibbles trailed upwards where adventuresome lips mouthed his tight sac before sucking a testicle into that warm wetness. A tongue ran over and around the firm orb before releasing its captive. The man gave a last nuzzle against Sasuke’s balls before sitting the sock clad foot on his knee and leaning back slightly.

The blond pulled off his shirt, revealing a nicely taut expanse of tanned skin stretched over firm muscle. Sasuke caught the flash of something dark around the other man’s navel before the man leaned back in; catching the base of Sasuke’s leaking cock in his hand. He lapped up the pre-cum that had dripped unchecked from the tip with the same avarice as a starving kitten with cream.

Sasuke enjoyed the sensation of that warm shoulder brushing up against his inner thigh. As the man began to rub his thumb firmly into the area beneath his sac, he found himself with a hand braced upon that broad, solid mass. His fingers flexed into the muscle, a poor substitute for the urge to caress and feel and dig into that strength, but the only one he would allow himself.

His body started to tremble with the added sensations and he knew that he wasn’t going to last much longer, the blond was just too damn good with his mouth.

He felt the man shift below him and heard the sudden snapping of a bottle cap. He immediately looked down, paranoia always being the primary key to his survival and saw that the blond had obtained some hand lotion from a small box of miscellaneous junk on the shelf next to the door. He figured right away that the blond was going to pleasure himself at the same time and didn’t protest. He wasn’t about to complain if he got to watch the hot fucking piece blowing him jerk off while doing so.

Only then did it occur to him that the tight blue jeans were still buttoned up.

That was when he felt the brush of a wet finger against his anus. He instantly tensed up. There was no way in hell that he was letting another male besides his doctor shove a finger, or anything else for that matter, up his ass. The blond chose that moment to practically swallow his fucking cock and he went boneless as well as mindless for a brief eternity.

The finger slid into him unimpeded and then crooked slightly, probing. He regained his brain functions as the blond head came up for air and he was about to push the man away, preferably with a fist, when whatever that finger was doing caused him to moan.

God, that felt so fucking good…

Pleasure rushing through him short circuited any thoughts of shoving it away as one finger became two. He was half hunched over the other man now, feeling his body tightening and dazedly unbelieving that he was going to cum (and cum hard if the tension in his body was any indication) from some guy fingering his ass.

“More,” he heard himself practically whimper as the trembles became quivers.

There was a brief flurry of action as he heard jean buttons popping open and the crinkle of foil. That talented mouth left his aching cock to latch teeth onto a small package and rip. Fingers left his ass, pulling a sound of protest from his throat. Those same fingers rolled the condom on deftly and with experienced precision.

Hands were suddenly turning him and pushing him against the door. His right leg was lifted up, his pants still dangling around his ankle. He resisted this insane urge to kick off his last shoe and let his pants slide all the way off so he wouldn’t look ridiculous in front of the man that was about to fuck him. His foot was placed on the shelf, accidentally kicking the small box of junk off and scattering its contents on the floor.

He felt the pressure of a stiff erection sheathed in pre-lubricated latex pushing against his hole. Their difference in height actually worked to the blond’s advantage as he didn’t have to maneuver around to get to the right angle. A hand came around to teasingly stroke his saliva slickened cock causing him to relax enough for the tight ring of muscle to give way. He forced himself to loosen his body, to allow the invasion that he had never allowed before to happen.

His breath caught as he realized that he had been filled, that the warmth against his buttocks was the other man’s body pressed closely to his own. That other body shifted and he felt the length start to pull out, to pull away and he couldn’t help the instinctual thrust backwards as he tried to prevent the other from leaving him. He didn’t know what the hell he was feeling as his emotions wheeled out of his control, but he knew that he needed that warmth behind him, needed it to heat up the coldness he had grown so accustomed to feeling inside.

The blond reversed direction and he sighed both in relief and bliss as he was once again made whole, as the slide of skin on skin reminded him that he was allowed to feel, that he was allowed to be human.

The pace picked up and pleasure began to spread, filling up all the hollow spaces and washing away his inhibitions. He was pulled out of his daze as teeth suddenly gripped his shoulder. He realized with shock that he was uttering soft cries and grunts with each thrust into his body and that he was pushing back just as hard.

“I told you,” a voice panted hotly into his ear, “I knew what you needed.”

At any other time he would have railed against that smug comment, but those teeth were working his back over and the edge of pain just made the pleasure that much more intense. His cries became a little more ragged and he pushed back harder, wanting it rougher. The blond started plunging into him powerfully, shoving him into the door with only the arm around his waist and the hand wrapped around his dick keeping his hips from being crushed as well.

His eyes rolled up as his head tilted back, the coiling tightness in his body telling him he was about to hit his limit. The loss of synchronicity from the thrusts and the strokes accompanied by the gasps told him that he wasn’t the only one.

“I’m going to make you cum so hard you fly,” the husky voice promised him in a strained whisper.

The words were enough to send him plummeting over the edge. His voice rang out clearly in wordless ecstasy, his body shuddering and clamping down on the cock in his ass. Teeth sank into his shoulder as the blond shouted into his skin. His seed sprayed onto the door, coated the tanned hand and dripped onto the floor as his body continued to spasm for a few seconds more.

The blond gently turned them until they were both leaning their left sides against the door, trying to relearn how to breathe properly as little jolts of pleasure continued to lazily arc through their bodies. The man pulled out of him, being careful with the condom until he removed it and tossed it in a nearby trash can.

Sasuke let himself lean against that warm, strong body for a moment more before finally letting reality set in. Without a word, he moved away and began to redress smoothly, efficiently. He couldn’t bring himself to look the man in the eye that he had just allowed such liberties with his body. This had gone way beyond some blow job in the back room. The repercussions of this… This had all just been some kind of fucked up mistake.

He opened the door and stalked out. Somewhere deep inside he almost wished the other man would try to stop him. He almost wished that the other wanted him enough that he wouldn’t just let him walk out.

He heard the door close behind him and had to fight down the sudden burning in his chest.

He forced himself to resume his expressionless mask, the one that hid the real him from the uncaring world, and walked out.


Inside the room, Naruto quietly cleaned himself off and pulled his clothes back on. He picked up the stuff from off the floor and threw it back in the box, making sure he kept the lotion that he had put in there earlier. He made sure to clean the cum off the wall and floor before throwing the paper towels away. He gingerly fished out the condom he had used and threw it in a small, sealable baggie.

Making sure that there were no other traces of his presence in the room, he pulled out the small tote that he had dropped off into the room a few hours ago to throw in the items he had salvaged. He then pulled over a chair to one of the shelves and climbed on so he could reach where he had stashed the miniature video recorder.

He stopped taping but would have to check the footage later when he got back to his computer. He was sure that he had gotten a good view of Detective Uchiha when he had turned them to the side. There should be no doubt whose face it had been.

He slowly placed the camera inside of the bag, his eyes downcast. He hated the things he had to do for Orochimaru. He hated the way that the man maliciously destroyed lives whether it was necessary for his criminal activities or on a sick, sadistic whim.

He owed the man however. He owed him for taking both him and his cousin, Ino, in when they were cold and alone on the streets as kids. When Ino’s mother had died they had been placed into foster care, neither having any living relatives that could be found. At first everything had been alright. They had both been taken in by the same family when they were just six years old. However, as soon as puberty had hit and Ino had started developing in the way that all girls did, their stepfather had taken an unhealthy interest in her.

Naruto had tried to protect her the best way that he could, but there was only so much that a thirteen year old could do against a grown man. They had tried to talking to someone, but they had been told that if there was no evidence then they would not be taken from the home. Instead of potentially putting Ino at greater risk for abuse, they had decided to run away.

It had been six months later that Orochimaru had found them half starved and just about willing to do anything for cash. He had taken them in, given them a home and treated them well. He had taught Naruto how to fight, how to defend what he cared about most. Then Naruto had found out what Orochimaru really did for a living, but by that time the snaky bastard had little Ino wrapped around his finger. He kept the girl at his side practically 24/7 and remorselessly used her as leverage.

‘He had been so beautiful in his pleasure.’ Naruto’s couldn’t help but let his thoughts return to the man that he had just seduced. There was a small, hard knot of guilt in the pit of his stomach that wouldn’t let go. The detective was different from the rest of the crooked cops and officials that Orochimaru had him gather dirt on.

He tried to shrug it off. Had Uchiha not been screwing around and betraying his fiancé then he wouldn’t have had to worry about someone taping it for blackmail.

And that, ultimately, was what his life boiled down to: blackmail and betrayals.

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AN2: Not sure what I am going to do with this.. may leave it a one-shot. Depends on the type of feedback I get and what you guys want me to do with it!!