Power Trip

A/N: Just in case my description didn't serve as a good enough warning: angry and rough sex is coming up. I'll try to place warnings in each chapter, since I'm not sure what my warped little mind is going to come up with later on. Please read and review! The readers are my inspiration!

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Clothes had been carelessly discarded. The room echoed with pants and moans. The scent of sex and sweat hung in the air. It was the expected and normal atmosphere for a healthy high school boy who basically lived alone. But Sasuke’s sex life was anything but normal.

“Say it.” A cold male voice demanded.

Sasuke refused to answer, deciding to save the blood filling his mouth until he could manage to get away from the wall he was pinned against. He accidentally swallowed some in surprise when a finger pushed its way inside of him.

“I’m going to take you this time.” The smug voice whispered into his ear. A second finger slid in and joined the first. Sasuke closed his eyes, reminding himself that he had resolved not to give in this time. Unfortunetly, his partner knew his body better than he did. But then, Sasuke had his weapons too. He felt the fingers brush against the sweet spot inside of him. Sasuke moaned and leaned his head back on the familiar shoulder. As expected, the hand that had been holding his wrists together released him and brought the hand down to Sasuke’s erection and squeezed. “Ahh…” Sasuke gasped, the blood falling out both corners of his mouth, some speckling onto his chest.

As expected, Gaara paused in his current administrations, and spun Sasuke around. Gaara could never pass up on blood. “Fuck, Sasuke.”

“Not this time.” For a second, Sasuke felt guilty as he brought his knee up and into Gaara’s groin. Gaara dropped to his knees, gasping, one hand cradling his crotch. But Sasuke wasn’t finished. He easily pushed on Gaara’s chest, making him fall down onto his back. Gaara’s head connected with the corner of an oddly placed coffee table, before sliding to the floor. Gaara grunted and went to reach for his head, but before he could, Sasuke grabbed both of Gaara’s hands, straddled him, and pinned his hands above his head.

Gaara shifted uncomfortably, “That was a low blow.”

“You’ve done worse to me.” Sasuke stared at the tiny gap between his erection and Gaara’s mouth. He got a wicked idea and slid up a little higher, brushing his manhood against Gaara’s lips. With a feral gleam in his eyes, Gaara opened his mouth and let the head of Sasuke’s penis slip inside.

It wasn’t long before Sasuke had his entire length down Gaara’s throat. He had never actually fucked a mouth before, but he found the gagging sounds Gaara was making almost as pleasurable as the actual feeling. And with the threatening glare Gaara continued to give him while he choked was close to pushing him over the edge. He gave one last violent thrust as he came, driving his cock as far down Gaara’s throat as he could, and he held it there until Gaara began to squirm underneath him.

Sasuke shivered as he watched Gaara gasp for breath and cough up what little amount of ejaculation he hadn't been forced to swallow. While caught in the erotic image, Sasuke made his final mistake. His grip pinning Gaara down softened. Gaara noticed the pressure lessen almost immediately. He jerked his hands free, and brought a fist forward letting it connect with the side of Sasuke’s face. The force knocked Sasuke from his straddling position.

Sasuke shook his head, wishing the spots in front of his eyes would go away. Gaara grabbed Sasuke by the shoulders and lifted him up before slamming him down on top of the coffee table. “Ah, shit.” Pain shot up Sasuke’s back and he arched off the table momentarily.

Gaara wrapped one hand in Sasuke’s hair and yanked his head up until their noses were touching. He stuck out his tongue and finally licked off one of the bloody streams that had started to dry down Sasuke’s mouth. “I’ll make you pay for that.”

Sasuke darted his tongue out, cleaning off some of his own cum that still decorated Gaara's chin, “Your head is bleeding.”

Gaara twisted Sasuke’s hair until Sasuke was forced to twist his body, or let his neck snap. He ended up on his hands and knees before Gaara finally released him. And without another word Gaara stepped behind Sasuke, positioned himself, and in one quick motion, he buried himself inside Sasuke’s slightly prepared opening.

“Nghhh…” Sasuke stifled the rest of his scream.

Gaara dug his nails into Sasuke’s sides, “Say it.”

“You win.” Sasuke said coarsely.

Gaara reached between them and grabbed Sasuke’s semi-returning erection before he began to violently move in and out of him.

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Tsunade held out two rather thick manila folders. She stared at the two beaten up boys. Gaara had his head wrapped. Sasuke had an ice pack pressed against his back, both were sporting bruises. “Do you know what’s in these folders?”

Neither boy answered.

“These are you medical records. Broken bones, stitches, x-rays...retrieval surgery. You’re both constantly in here. And it’s got to stop.”

“What’s it matter?” Gaara grumbled, “It’s not like we don’t pay the bills.”

“This isn’t healthy. I seriously suggest you guys reevaluate your relationship.” She stood up, tired of lecturing them. “Gaara, you have a concussion, so you’ll have to stay here over the night. And no beating on each other in my hospital, understand?”

She took the silence as an affirmative and left the room.

Sasuke slid off of the hospital bed, wincing when his feet hit the ground. Between his back and his ass, it hurt to move. “She may have a point. We can’t ever come to an agreement on who’s the strongest. And beating the shit out of each other until one of us submits isn’t that smart.”

“Then just submit.”

Sasuke scowled at the idea, “We’d have a better chance at just calling our little sex sessions off.”

“We could always get the opinion of an unbiased third party."

"You mean drag someone else into our fucked up little game and let him judge?"

"We'll each take turns with him, and after a few times, we'll ask him who's better."

"There aren't very many people in our school that could handle us."

"Find one." Gaara laid back in the small hosipital bed, "I won't be in school tomorrow. Go ahead and take your turn with him too."