Feelings of Love and Lust

Hello, everybody! My friend posted this story a year or so ago, but was kicked off because AFF said that she was underage, which she isn't. -rolls eyes- But she wanted me to post it. She won't be writing any more of the chapters, besides the ones that she gave me, but we have a similiar writing style so it'll be somewhat the same. I don't know how fast I will be able to get my chapters out, since I have another story, but I'll try my best!

This chapter, at the moment, is unbatead. My beta-reader is currently extremely busy and she has to read my newest chapter for my other story, which I haven't updated in a while..but hopefully this chapter is still easy to read!

Well, read and review! Enjoy!

WARNINGS: Yaoi, rape, incest, language, toys, abuse, bondage....

Pairings: Ita/Sas, Naru/Sasu/Naru, Oro/Sas and many others
Chapter 1

The ropes dug into the pale, smooth skin, leaving long, red angry welts along his wrist. Yet, Sasuke ignored the pain. He was used to being tied up. The man above him groaned, shifting angles, and began to thrust faster. The raven-haired teen winced, but spread his legs farther. He let out a loud moan, urging the man to go faster.

“Please…more…I..want more..”

Sasuke felt repelled at himself for lowering himself to the level of begging. He hated his job, but couldn’t leave it. All thanks to Itachi killing his parents and leaving him to pay the debts they owed. A grunt escaped the man, his hips moving and out a few more times, before he came. Sasuke moaned, arching his back , feeling the cum shoot up inside of him.

The nameless man pulled out, not even bothering to bring Sasuke to completion. Pfft. Figures. He always got the self-absorbed bastards.

“Mmm, that was good, baby. I might even buy ya again, next time I get paid,” the man chuckled, pulling on his pants. Sasuke nodded, rolling over onto his side, and closing his legs, trying to gain dignity by hiding his erection.

A large wad of bills were thrown at him before the man left. The dark-haired teen sat up, spreading his legs, and staring down at his erection, sighed. Damn it. He hated bringing himself to completion. It always made him feel dirty for some reason. His dark, black eyes closed, as he let his head fall back, beginning to pump himself.

A few seconds later, Sasuke let out a moan, and went limp. He kept his eyes closed, but lifted his hand away from his now limp organ. The cuts burned slightly as he felt his cum drift down his wrist. Black eyes reopened and stared at the white substance, before the teen angrily wiped his hand against the sheets.

His wrists still burned as Sasuke got up to get dressed. The idiot of a man didn’t even notice him slip out of the ropes as he reached his climax. The man obviously did now know how to tie knots, which Sasuke testified to as true.

The sixteen year old grabbed the cash and left the hotel room. He never paid for the room. It was always his boss or whoever bought him, which was nice since he didn’t have to use his own money on something so sinful.

Sasuke stepped into the warm night air, immediately bombarded by the loud sounds of traffic and people. The bright lights of buildings hurt his eyes as he walked past them. He stopped, not caring if the people shot angry glares at him, or cussed him out, as they were forced to walk around him. He dug into his pockets, searching for his sun-glasses. He gritted his teeth as he came out empty-handed. He probably left them back at the hotel.

Beginning to walk once again, Sasuke stared straight ahead. He didn’t look at people to the side of him, nor if they tried to stop him to ask him something. He particularly didn’t care about them. Sasuke stopped at a stoplight, waiting for the Pedestrian crossing light to change to the little white person for the group of people to cross.

A car stopped in front of him suddenly, and the door was thrown open. Sasuke blinked as he was almost hit with the door, but side-stepped to avoid that. The sixteen year old tensed up as a taller teenager stepped out of the car. The lights shone off of the silky, black hair and were reflected in his deep, blank, black eyes. It was Uchiha Itachi.

Sasuke’s fist clenched, but he stepped forward, getting into the car. He ignored the whispers of the people that stood there watching. Itachi followed behind him, closing the door. He quickly brought his attention to Sasuke, silently asking for the money.

The younger teen dug into his pockets and pulled out the large wad of cash, throwing it at the other male.

He brought his own dark-eyed gaze to the window, watching the buildings fly past. Itachi counted the money, ending up with one hundred and thirty dollars. He nodded to himself, counting out forty dollars, handing it to Sasuke. The rest he put into his pocket.

The sixteen year old glanced down at the cash on his lap. He put it into his pocket. It might be a small amount, but he was saving up. The drive was in silence, neither wanting, or needing, to talk. They arrived at a large building and got out.

Sasuke walked in front of Itachi, who had his hand on Sasuke’s shoulder. The hand was there so he wouldn’t run away. As if he would try to do that again. He had learned not to do that the last time he did. Sasuke was suddenly pushed forward into a dark room.

“Go to sleep. You have to go to school tomorrow,” Itachi said, before walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Sasuke sighed, walking through his room in the darkness. He soon felt his knees hit ht his bed and he fell forward. He was sort. His whole body screamed at him. He got undressed, and crawled underneath the covers. He drifted off to sleep, hoping the next day his body wouldn’t ache so much. And he wouldn’t have to work since it was a school night, tomorrow being Monday.

The next morning came too quickly for the raven-haired Uchiha. His alarm screamed at him to get up. Sasuke groaned, his hand shooting out from beneath the covers, and slammed down onto the snooze button. His body was stills ore as hell. Damn that man! Wanting to bend Sasuke in weird ways should be prohibited. The alarm went off, rousing Sasuke from his attempt at trying to fall asleep. This time, Sasuke pulled himself from the bed and toward the shower.

Sasuke found the right temperature and got in. As he stood there, trying to wake himself up, he thought he heard the door creak open. He became more alert, beginning to wash his body.

He didn’t want to open the shower curtains, in fear that Itachi was standing there watching him. The sixteen year old soon finished washing his body and stood there, listening to the water. His eyes flashed as he heard the ruffling of clothes. Ah, so Itachi was in here.

“Hurry up, little brother. You’ll be late for school.” Sasuke snorted. He hated it when Itachi made it sound like he cared, when in reality he didn’t. He turned off the water, and poked his head out, staring into the depthless black eyes that matched his own. Water dripped from his long, dark strands, sliding his pale skin and onto the floor as he stood there.

“I’m getting out. Leave.” Itachi didn’t move, only stared at him. Anger filled Sasuke, but he reached for the towel, wrapping it around himself, before stepping out. The cold air hit his skin, causing goose bumps. The teenager shivered, walking past Itachi. He quickly dried himself off, and began to get dressed.

He glanced in the mirror, examining himself. He was wearing the normal school outfit, which consisted of black pants, a button down white shirt, and a black jacket with the school emblem on it.

Sasuke nodded at his image. Even though it consisted of an outfit so simple, he looked hot in it. Feeling eyes on his back, he turned around, meeting eyes with his brother. They didn’t say anything to one another, but silently communicated through glances.

A few minutes later and the two siblings were in the car. Sasuke was tense the whole time, waiting for Itachi to suddenly grab him, but fortunately his older brother was intently watching the road, seeming to be in deep thought. Itachi drove Sasuke to school, stopping in front of the building. As Sasuke got ready to get out, Itachi’s hand shot forward, grasping the pale wrist. Sasuke bit his lip, intense pain flaming through him from the cuts and burns being touched.

“I want you home immediately after school, Sasuke. You still have to pay the debs our parents left.” Extreme hatred flashed through Sasuke, but he nodded, yanking back his hand as Itachi let go of him. He slammed the door shut, walking up to the school. This was going to be a long day.


AH!I hope that you guys enjoyed that! If some of you have read this story before, some things have changed, but not that many. I don't know when I'll be able to update the next time, but please review!