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Sacrifice
Title Sacrifice
Fandom Naruto
Pairing Hidan/OC
Author Athame (Ghost of a Rose)
Disclaimer Hidan and the Naruto universe belong to Kishimoto.
Summary While the cat's away... Hidan finds a distraction while Kakuzu is busy with business.
Rating NC-17
Author's Note Written for the Naruto Encyclopedia of Unusual Sex Practices on y-gal. It was for the letter 'S', and I used quite a few of the suggested kinks: sadism, salirophilia, scopophilia, scortum, sex magic, sexual inversion, sexual sadist killer, shouta, siphnianize, sleeping princess syndrom, sodomy, somnophilia, suspension.
Sacrifice
While Kakuzu was off doing what made him most happy, making money and looking for word on bounties, Hidan decided to see to a vice of his own. He'd not indulged himself in far too long, having Kakuzu to sate his baser human needs when the older man saw fit to do so. For Hidan, that sometimes was not often enough.
All that was required was the perfect sacrifice. One that would not only please his own flames of desire but, most of all, his lord Jashin.
He found what he sought in the form of a pretty little prostitute that could have been no more than sixteen or seventeen. The boy was thin but not bony, with lean muscle hidden beneath surprisingly flawless alabaster skin stretched perfectly in proportion to his lithe frame. At least a head shorter than Hidan, he made up for his small size by commanding any and all attention around him. He seemed to give off the air of being as untouchable as he was desirable, something that would draw only the most brave and serious of individuals, and likely the ones that would pay the most.
All Hidan desired, upon seeing the young beauty, was to sink his hands in the depths of thick, luscious, mahogany tresses that cascaded over thin, strong shoulders to ghost across barely concealed nipples hidden beneath a tight mesh belly shirt. To grip and feel the soft silk as he gazed into, and dominated, deep pools of endless violet.
The youth stirred such a deep desire in Hidan, just by gazing upon his young flesh, it almost seemed a shame to choose him, but he was the perfect sacrifice. A few words and a promising smirk had the boy eating from his proverbial palm.
The spider had caught the fly.
Once he had the boy in his room, and paid up front for the entire night (It wasn't like he wouldn't' get the money back, he thought.), he wore the boy out by making love too him; the sort Kakuzu never made to him, even on the very rare occasion when he begged for it in the heat of passion. Sweet, gentle, all encompassing love that left the boy writhing and panting out words of appreciation and declarations of love. Again, it almost seemed a shame to go through with his plans, but before himself came his god. And, Kakuzu would just kill the boy anyway.
As he watched the boy sleep, after a mind blowing orgasm or two, he couldn't' help but touch the soft, silky skin. The teen really did seem perfect. If only he could have used him a few more times, shared him with Kakuzu, before he gave him to Jashin. But, Kakuzu would have tarnished him, made him not as fit to be sacrificed..
He fondled the boy and caressed him, watching how he became aroused even in his sleep. The Jashinite ran his tongue over sweat soaked skin, what was dry and still drying, tasting the salty sweat on his tongue and savoring the taste. Not as delicious as the teen's blood but still a pleasurable taste.
Almost reluctantly, he pulled from the warmth of the boy's body. Rounding the bed, he leaned down and again tasted the boy's blood, from a bite he had bestowed on the flawless skin during their love making. Savoring this taste more than the sweat, this one sweeter and not as salty, he moved to his things across the room. He withdrew a kunai and sliced open his own palm before drawing his ritual seal upon the floor. Feeling the power of the seal course through him, he grinned before returning to his things.
He took for small but strong restraints and fastened them to the wall across from the blood on the floor. Next, he took a small rag doused in an ominous green liquid and held it to the boy's nose. It wouldn't' do for him to wake too soon, especially while trying to secure him to the wall, which he did next. Once the boy was suspended from the wall, took a length of black silk Kakuzu often tied him up with and gagged the youth. The last thing he needed was for him to bring anyone in screaming distance rushing into the room.
Once he was satisfied, he took three more items and moved back into the circle of blood. All that was left to do was wait for the boy to awaken.
The boy took a moment or two to get his bearings before he began to struggle and look around wildly. The sight of Hidan, laying on the circle of blood and his appearance altered by the power of it, served only to make him struggle harder.
Hidan watched with a small smirk, enjoying the power he held over the 'innocent' boy. He could feel it coursing through his body, a heady feeling only felt when he was about to sacrifice yet another soul to Jashin. “You can't get free. Just relax and enjoy this parting gift.” He smiled at the boy, and picked up two of the other items he had retrieved from his bag.
He eyed the small tube in his hand, trying to decide if he wished to use it or not. If he didn't, it would definitely hurt more than it was going to, and he did say it was a 'gift'.. Still, he wanted to see the boy bleed, and he would survive whatever he did to himself, easily. With a small shrug, he tossed the tube down and took the large stone dildo in both hands. It was something Kakuzu had given him, and used on him on many occasions. It never failed to bring blood if used roughly, and was just what he wanted to use on the boy.
With a near feral grin, he leaned back and spread his legs. The position was a bit awkward, but he wanted the boy to see what he was doing while he watched what it did to the teen. Hidan liked being watched; it turned him on.
The boy's eyes were wide as Hidan teased himself with the head of the dildo. The sight obviously turned the boy on, as he was hardening as he watched. The touch was light, and likely did not register to the boy that he could feel it, too. Not until Hidan forced the stone phallus into himself roughly.
The nin watched with darkened eyes as blood ran down the spread thighs of the youth, who screamed into his gag loud enough to be heard across the room. Urged on by the sight, Hidan worked the dildo inside of himself, relishing the pain as much as the sight of the youth crying and struggling as his blood ran down his legs.
Working the dildo harder, he bucked and rocked his hips as well. He could smell the boys tears, sweat, and blood. The scent drove more pleasure into his blood, and he knew he wouldn't last long. Reaching out his free hand, he grasped the third item that had gone unused.
Bringing the kunai to his own chest, he drew the blade across his skin, watching the blood well up and pour down the youth's chest. Hidan moaned. He wanted to taste the boy's tears and blood, but he had to finish his sacrifice.
As the pleasure became too much, and climax burned to be released from Hidan's body, the Akatsuki shoved the kunai into his own chest. The sight, and knowledge, of the youth dieing, going to Jashin, drove Hidan that tiny bit more. Ramming his hips down on the dildo and arching his back, head thrown back, his semen spurted into the air, landing on his chest and stomach.
Many moments passed as Hidan came down from his orgasmic high. He tugged free the kunai in his chest and the dildo from his abused rectum. Standing slowly, he moved over to the body of his sacrifice. On impulse, he leaned in and licked the still warm cheek, tasting the tears that had ran there. He then licked down to the boy's chest, taking in the taste of his blood, savoring the flavor mixed with the tears and the cooled sweat on the youth's torso.
With a groan, he moved away from the body. He needed to find Kakuzu. Like always after a sacrifice, he felt randy. He cleaned up just enough to gather the items he had used before getting dressed. With a smile on his face, and running a hand through his hair, he left the room in search of his partner.
The boy really had been the perfect sacrifice, and he would remember him for a while. Until the next perfect sacrifice.
Fandom Naruto
Pairing Hidan/OC
Author Athame (Ghost of a Rose)
Disclaimer Hidan and the Naruto universe belong to Kishimoto.
Summary While the cat's away... Hidan finds a distraction while Kakuzu is busy with business.
Rating NC-17
Author's Note Written for the Naruto Encyclopedia of Unusual Sex Practices on y-gal. It was for the letter 'S', and I used quite a few of the suggested kinks: sadism, salirophilia, scopophilia, scortum, sex magic, sexual inversion, sexual sadist killer, shouta, siphnianize, sleeping princess syndrom, sodomy, somnophilia, suspension.
While Kakuzu was off doing what made him most happy, making money and looking for word on bounties, Hidan decided to see to a vice of his own. He'd not indulged himself in far too long, having Kakuzu to sate his baser human needs when the older man saw fit to do so. For Hidan, that sometimes was not often enough.
All that was required was the perfect sacrifice. One that would not only please his own flames of desire but, most of all, his lord Jashin.
He found what he sought in the form of a pretty little prostitute that could have been no more than sixteen or seventeen. The boy was thin but not bony, with lean muscle hidden beneath surprisingly flawless alabaster skin stretched perfectly in proportion to his lithe frame. At least a head shorter than Hidan, he made up for his small size by commanding any and all attention around him. He seemed to give off the air of being as untouchable as he was desirable, something that would draw only the most brave and serious of individuals, and likely the ones that would pay the most.
All Hidan desired, upon seeing the young beauty, was to sink his hands in the depths of thick, luscious, mahogany tresses that cascaded over thin, strong shoulders to ghost across barely concealed nipples hidden beneath a tight mesh belly shirt. To grip and feel the soft silk as he gazed into, and dominated, deep pools of endless violet.
The youth stirred such a deep desire in Hidan, just by gazing upon his young flesh, it almost seemed a shame to choose him, but he was the perfect sacrifice. A few words and a promising smirk had the boy eating from his proverbial palm.
The spider had caught the fly.
Once he had the boy in his room, and paid up front for the entire night (It wasn't like he wouldn't' get the money back, he thought.), he wore the boy out by making love too him; the sort Kakuzu never made to him, even on the very rare occasion when he begged for it in the heat of passion. Sweet, gentle, all encompassing love that left the boy writhing and panting out words of appreciation and declarations of love. Again, it almost seemed a shame to go through with his plans, but before himself came his god. And, Kakuzu would just kill the boy anyway.
As he watched the boy sleep, after a mind blowing orgasm or two, he couldn't' help but touch the soft, silky skin. The teen really did seem perfect. If only he could have used him a few more times, shared him with Kakuzu, before he gave him to Jashin. But, Kakuzu would have tarnished him, made him not as fit to be sacrificed..
He fondled the boy and caressed him, watching how he became aroused even in his sleep. The Jashinite ran his tongue over sweat soaked skin, what was dry and still drying, tasting the salty sweat on his tongue and savoring the taste. Not as delicious as the teen's blood but still a pleasurable taste.
Almost reluctantly, he pulled from the warmth of the boy's body. Rounding the bed, he leaned down and again tasted the boy's blood, from a bite he had bestowed on the flawless skin during their love making. Savoring this taste more than the sweat, this one sweeter and not as salty, he moved to his things across the room. He withdrew a kunai and sliced open his own palm before drawing his ritual seal upon the floor. Feeling the power of the seal course through him, he grinned before returning to his things.
He took for small but strong restraints and fastened them to the wall across from the blood on the floor. Next, he took a small rag doused in an ominous green liquid and held it to the boy's nose. It wouldn't' do for him to wake too soon, especially while trying to secure him to the wall, which he did next. Once the boy was suspended from the wall, took a length of black silk Kakuzu often tied him up with and gagged the youth. The last thing he needed was for him to bring anyone in screaming distance rushing into the room.
Once he was satisfied, he took three more items and moved back into the circle of blood. All that was left to do was wait for the boy to awaken.
The boy took a moment or two to get his bearings before he began to struggle and look around wildly. The sight of Hidan, laying on the circle of blood and his appearance altered by the power of it, served only to make him struggle harder.
Hidan watched with a small smirk, enjoying the power he held over the 'innocent' boy. He could feel it coursing through his body, a heady feeling only felt when he was about to sacrifice yet another soul to Jashin. “You can't get free. Just relax and enjoy this parting gift.” He smiled at the boy, and picked up two of the other items he had retrieved from his bag.
He eyed the small tube in his hand, trying to decide if he wished to use it or not. If he didn't, it would definitely hurt more than it was going to, and he did say it was a 'gift'.. Still, he wanted to see the boy bleed, and he would survive whatever he did to himself, easily. With a small shrug, he tossed the tube down and took the large stone dildo in both hands. It was something Kakuzu had given him, and used on him on many occasions. It never failed to bring blood if used roughly, and was just what he wanted to use on the boy.
With a near feral grin, he leaned back and spread his legs. The position was a bit awkward, but he wanted the boy to see what he was doing while he watched what it did to the teen. Hidan liked being watched; it turned him on.
The boy's eyes were wide as Hidan teased himself with the head of the dildo. The sight obviously turned the boy on, as he was hardening as he watched. The touch was light, and likely did not register to the boy that he could feel it, too. Not until Hidan forced the stone phallus into himself roughly.
The nin watched with darkened eyes as blood ran down the spread thighs of the youth, who screamed into his gag loud enough to be heard across the room. Urged on by the sight, Hidan worked the dildo inside of himself, relishing the pain as much as the sight of the youth crying and struggling as his blood ran down his legs.
Working the dildo harder, he bucked and rocked his hips as well. He could smell the boys tears, sweat, and blood. The scent drove more pleasure into his blood, and he knew he wouldn't last long. Reaching out his free hand, he grasped the third item that had gone unused.
Bringing the kunai to his own chest, he drew the blade across his skin, watching the blood well up and pour down the youth's chest. Hidan moaned. He wanted to taste the boy's tears and blood, but he had to finish his sacrifice.
As the pleasure became too much, and climax burned to be released from Hidan's body, the Akatsuki shoved the kunai into his own chest. The sight, and knowledge, of the youth dieing, going to Jashin, drove Hidan that tiny bit more. Ramming his hips down on the dildo and arching his back, head thrown back, his semen spurted into the air, landing on his chest and stomach.
Many moments passed as Hidan came down from his orgasmic high. He tugged free the kunai in his chest and the dildo from his abused rectum. Standing slowly, he moved over to the body of his sacrifice. On impulse, he leaned in and licked the still warm cheek, tasting the tears that had ran there. He then licked down to the boy's chest, taking in the taste of his blood, savoring the flavor mixed with the tears and the cooled sweat on the youth's torso.
With a groan, he moved away from the body. He needed to find Kakuzu. Like always after a sacrifice, he felt randy. He cleaned up just enough to gather the items he had used before getting dressed. With a smile on his face, and running a hand through his hair, he left the room in search of his partner.
The boy really had been the perfect sacrifice, and he would remember him for a while. Until the next perfect sacrifice.