Talk

Oh brother I can't, I can't get through
I've been trying hard to reach you 'cause I don't know what to do
Oh brother I can't believe it's true
I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you
Oh I wanna talk to you

Talk - Coldplay

Sasuke had been dreaming about Itachi again. This time it wasn't the usual terrifying blood-filled nightmare but something that reminded him of the happy days of his childhood. He had been sitting with his brother on the bank of the river talking about their future aspirations - but when it came to Sasuke's turn to explain his he couldn't remember, he just knew there was something important he was supposed to achieve. But Itachi was smiling, like Sasuke had almost forgotten how he could smile, warm and relaxed and told him that it didn't matter, there was time.

It took a while for Sasuke to come out from that dream, staring at a strange ceiling of their current hideout. He hated waking up like this, feeling weak and full of uncontrollable emotions... it would now take him days to get rid of them completely. If he didn't soon get back to that cold and calm state where hate ruled, he would start thinking about loyalty and betrayal and friendship, and none of those were emotions he wanted to feel. So with a long breath he forced himself to go back to that bloody night when he found his parents' bodies. Remembering the smell of blood in the dark room and the flies buzzing, he could start feeling the hate and anger burning again in the pit of his stomach. Yes, if Itachi had been right about one thing it was that hate was making him strong.

True hate had allowed him to choose power and would allow him to get his revenge. It made him smile sarcastically when he remembered the feeling he'd had the first time he'd had Chidori chirping in his hand and had thought that it was the most powerful jutsu he'd ever seen. Chidori! And yet Chidori had been just the beginning. Orochimaru had indeed kept his promise and was showing him a world he could have never seen had he stayed with Kakashi, and he kept telling himself that no price was too high for that. But it didn't change the fact that Sasuke couldn't stand the way Orochimaru was looking at him, like a hungry snake at a rabbit. The fact that it made him uncomfortable didn't phase Orochimaru one bit, in fact he reveled in the idea that Sasuke had come and stayed of his own will. And he took delight in Sasuke's anger and frustration and his rebelling against Kabuto's rules, and all the time his strange yellow eyes seem to be saying "I can't wait to wear your skin".

Someone was at the door - or not someone, it was Kabuto, no one else would dare to come in like that. With one move Sasuke was on his feet, head still spinning from his dream, but the smile on Kabuto's face made his heart sink.

"Lord Orochimaru wants you, now" the man said smirking, and when Sasuke started to reach for his boots he continued "Oh there's no need to dress, he won't need that..."

For a split second Sasuke considered attacking Kabuto and slicing his head off. But he just angrily glanced at the man - who seemed to know what he was thinking and knew he wouldn't be able to do it, his smile widening as he gestured him to come. "Come now Sasuke, you don't want to keep him waiting..."

Sasuke followed Kabuto to the corridor, feeling the cold stone floor under his bare feet. Like a willing lamb to the slaughter, he thought, still unable to control his emotions which would make this just that much more difficult. He hated these late-night training sessions with Orochimaru, which were just his poor excuse to get him onto his knees in front of him and screw his brains out. And tonight of all nights, after his dream he found his hate slipping away from him again replacing it with fear and disgust.

Orochimaru was working on something at his desk when Kabuto and Sasuke came in. He was dressed in a kimono, but hadn't even bothered tying it closed and he stood up a little too eagerly to fool anyone that this was going to be about anything other than sex. Sasuke could feel Kabuto giving him a shove between the shoulder blades but tried not to give him the satisfaction by ignoring him.

"Does he need to be here?" he just muttered between his teeth nodding towards Kabuto, looking somewhere in the corner of the room.
"Well... that depends on you, doesn't it," Orochimaru said in his low husky voice. "I might need some help again if you start squirming like last time..."
"I won't move this time," Sasuke muttered still not looking at him. "Just get rid of him"
"What was that?" Orochimaru was enjoying this game of cat and mouse far too much.
"I said I will follow your orders this time. I'll do as you command." Sasuke moved his gaze to Orochimaru's feet, as close to looking at him as he could. Orochimaru was quiet for a few moments, as if considering his request.
"Very well then," he said finally and Sasuke could hear the satisfied smile in his voice. "Kabuto, you may leave us. I'll call you when you're needed."

Sasuke never could figure out the relationship between the two men and couldn't decide if Kabuto's dislike for him was jealousy or something else. Most of the time Kabuto seemed to worship the ground at Orochimaru's feet, but sometimes they quarrelled like two lovers over minor things. Often Kabuto was present in these midnight "training sessions", helping Orochimaru tie him or just hold him down - but he never made any sexual advances towards him or his master, nor did Orochimaru pay him more attention than giving him orders. And now he just left without a word, closing the door quietly behind him. Would he stay behind the door to listen? Sasuke turned his senses and looked for him for a moment but knew that the medical ninja could completely hide his presence if he so wished.

"Well then, Sasuke..." Orochimaru said gesturing him to come closer, and as Sasuke did, he picked up a knife from the table amongst the collection of many which Sasuke was intimately familiar with.

He could feel cold sweat on his skin when Orochimaru stepped closer, bringing the tip of the sharp blade to his chest. Slowly he drew it up to his collarbone scratching the skin, pushing open his shirt, then traveling down to the exposed nipple. Sasuke closed his eyes trying to calm himself but couldn't suppress a shiver. Then Orochimaru stepped a little bit closer and Sasuke could feel his breath, and the man increased the pressure of the blade on him puncturing the skin and drawing a drop of blood. Despite his best efforts Sasuke's lips parted breathlessly and he started to tremble uncontrollably.

"Mmm? It's not like you to show such emotion so soon..." Orochimaru's voice almost purred with satisfaction. But it was true, Sasuke didn't know if he could take this tonight. So he licked his lips nervously and drew a breath.
"Please... don't cut me," his mouth was all dry and his heart was beating fast. "Please, just..."
"Sasuke?" And Orochimaru sounded surprised. "Not like you at all... begging me..."

Sasuke opened his eyes looking at Orochimaru for the first time. He was close, and his yellow eyes were on him, devouring him. He placed his hand on Orochimaru's hand holding the knife and slowly pushed it down, then reached towards the man kissing him carefully on the mouth. First tentatively, but when there wasn't any resistance, again.

"Sasuke... my my, full of surprises today..." Orochimaru said once Sasuke drew back, looking at him from head to toes. "Well, what would you like me to do instead?" Sasuke's heart was sinking fast and he hated himself for what he was about to say, but tonight, there was no other choice.
"Fuck me. I want you to fuck me..." He looked Orochimaru in the eyes, knowing he wouldn't be able to resist a request like this from him. Sasuke could see how much this turned the older man on as he laughed, breathless.
"Oh, you know I will. But since you're so horny today, I think you should first show me how much you want it..."

Now was the time to abandon last traces of pride Sasuke was still holding on to. He knew what Orochimaru liked, he had come to know his little kinks, knew what turned him on. So he opened his white shirt all the way, then slipped it off his shoulders letting it fall to the floor. He dropped down onto his knees in front of him, glancing up at him from under his black hair, cocking his head so that the seal on his shoulder was visible. He knew Orochimaru loved to see his mark on his white skin and saw his eyes narrow, the other man knowing this seductive play was just a calculated act meant to manipulate him. Sasuke knew he was walking on a tight rope and if he crossed the line the wrath would be too much to bear, so he reached for the other man's kimono opening it and started slowly kissing the man's flat belly. As always, the unnatural coolness of his skin made him think of his snakes, but he pushed the image aside as he looked up and started pulling down his pants while maintaining the eye contact. And as he did this, Orochimaru's half-stiff cock sprang free and for a split second Sasuke closed his eyes gathering strength. Nothing escaped Orochimaru, and it wasn't like him to be the passive party - in a flash he grabbed a fistful of Sasuke's hair and twisted his head back until his neck was ready to snap, his mouth gaping open.

"Don't you ever think you can control me," Orochimaru hissed, pushing his cock into Sasuke's open mouth making him retch, unable to pull away.

Orochimaru started with few slow strokes, and while Sasuke could feel the cock in his mouth getting harder he couldn't help his own body reacting too. His eyes started watering, and he wasn't quite sure if it was because of the brutal throat-fucking he was subjected to, or tears of shame as he rubbed himself with his right hand through the fabric of his thin trousers. Few more strokes and Sasuke tried to relax, stopped struggling to try to stop the gagging. Few more stokes and he could predict the rhythm, now starting to use his tongue, sliding it along the shaft, sucking it. With his left hand he pulled Orochimaru's pants all the way down, then gently caressing his sacks, feeling the man stiffen slightly then increasing his grip on his hair so hard that he could feel it starting to come off it's roots. He couldn't help a whimper escape his lips which seemed to turn his tormentor on even more, increasing his speed, making Sasuke lose control again.

Suddenly he was yanked back and backhanded across the face making him sprawl back, seeing stars and gasping for breath. His eyes were stinging with tears so it took him a moment to focus, and he touched his lips carefully, his fingers coming off with slimy mixture of saliva and blood from the blow. Orochimaru was standing a few feet away from him almost in a fighting stance, with a strange expression on his face, and it took Sasuke a few more moments to realize that the expression on his face wasn't anger but feral lust like he hadn't seen before. And then the man was on him again, pushing his index and middle fingers into his mouth, then smearing his face with his own blood. Like an animal Orochimaru bit him on the cheek until it bruised and the skin broke and then he moved on, onto his lips, his neck and shoulders. Sasuke was trembling again, gasping in pain and fear, not knowing what to do with the animalistic passion he had awoken.

Now Orochimaru was up again, yanking Sasuke by the hair again dragging him to his large bed. Sasuke tried to keep up, scrambling, trying to save his scalp but Orochimaru had no mercy for him. He threw the boy onto the bed, pressing his face down into the sheets making him gasp for air while positioning himself for entering him. Sasuke gripped the covers bunching his hands into tight fists expecting the pain, which when it came was intense but bearable, causing him to cry out loud. Orochimaru pushed in again, and again and the pain started to turn to pleasure, making his body tingle all over. Sasuke reached for his own cock which to his surprise was rock hard too and started stroking it - his body was reacting to this rough treatment in shameful ways. For some moments it was almost quiet, just occasional grunts of pleasure from either of the men and slapping of bodies against each other. But just as Sasuke was starting to think this wasn't too bad of an outcome, and started approaching his own orgasm, Orochimaru had other ideas.

Suddenly he stopped, withdrew and turned the boy around facing him. Slightly stunned, Sasuke couldn't figure out what he was after until Orochimaru took his right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed hard drawing out blood again. With an evil smile he drew a line with that blood onto his left palm and made the hand seals, and to Sasuke's horror the snake he had summoned was not a small one. It's body was as thick as his thigh and it's eyes yellow, and as soon as it had appeared it started twisting itself around his torso, coil after coil.

"I... promised not to...move..." Sasuke gasped as breathing was getting more and more difficult while the snake was tightening it's grip around his chest. The snake's tail had coiled around his left thigh and was now lifting it, granting it's master an easier access, and while Orochimaru entered him again Sasuke found himself completely immobilized. And while the other man started to reach a steady rhythm the snake made one more coil around Sasuke's neck, and now the fear of suffocation was starting to make him panic. While his body continued to react to the treatment it was getting and the pressure around his cock was bringing him closer and closer to the edge, he also started blacking out from lack of oxygen... and the final thing he could see before losing consciousness was his brother's face bending over him looking worried.

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"Itachi..."

Had he uttered the name aloud, Sasuke wasn't sure. But he was awake again and could hear muffled voices coming from behind a heavy wall. He recognized one of them belonging to Kabuto who sounded angry.

"...please, you need to be more careful. Broken ribs and skin I can deal with, but the lack of oxygen could have been fatal. If you want to make sure the body is in premium condition, you need to lay off games like this." And Orochimaru replying.
"You would do wise not to use that tone of voice with me, Kabuto. Just as I trust you to fix him for me, you need to trust me not to go too far."

Sasuke opened his eyes - he was back staring at the ceiling in his own room. His body felt tender, but he recognized Kabuto's handiwork from earlier times and knew it was going to be ok. He had survived yet another session with Orochimaru and he was one step closer to his goal.

And his hate was back, stronger than ever.