Torment.

"You soft and only, you lost and lonely, you just like heaven"

--

Sasori sat at the kitchen table flipping absently through the pages of his book. Auburn eyes scanned over the words but not a one was absorbed. After a few uneventful minutes, he drops his head onto it and glances longingly through the paned window to his left.
The portal had served as a door for a certain blond as of late and he found that it made him nervous. He'd catch himself glancing in the windows' direction whenever home and even spent time on its ledge, his eyes searching the small area of his back yard.

With a resigned sigh, Sasori sits up and forces himself to at least try and focus on reading. In general, he liked to read and actually preferred to have paper work or new material to study every night just to keep his mind busy. It was more productive than waiting endlessly for something, or somebody that might never come.

It had been one long week since the last visit and he was starting to get anxious. Worry wasn't a common feeling for him so it came as sort of a shock when he realized the effect the blond's absence was having.

"Ugh!" Sasori's palm slams down on the table and he leans back in the chair.
It wasn't like he couldn't find somebody else to spend the evening with if he wanted, no strings attached. That was the way he liked it, right?

Who was he fooling? He wanted Deidara.
Up until now they had only spent time together as friends but it wasn't a secret that there were sparks. The flirty way that the blond acted and how he hid behind the veil of his bangs whenever Sasori stood a little too close, all those little unsaid things that flashed between their eyes whenever they came face to face.

Deidara needed him. It was something the red head knew but was too stubborn to admit. He wasn't sure how to feel about somebody depending on him.
It was...flattering? More like frightening.

Had he really only finished one page? Sasori rolled his eyes at his own stupidity and got up to make some coffee. There was a lot of work left to do and considering his current lack of concentration, it might take the whole night to complete. Once the coffee was done brewing, he sat down with a fresh cup and a new determined outlook.
I have to finish this quick so that I'm not distracted if Dei shows up.
That was the best he could do for an excuse and miraculously, it worked.

Two hours later he slumped over his work with droopy eyes. Resting his head on his arms, he stared out the window once again and wondered if he'd ever see the blond out there, lightly tapping on the window with bright eyes and a hesitant smile on his face.

Why did he come through the window? Sasori wasn't really sure but it had always been that way, even from the first time the blond visited.

--

They had met at a pub down the street about eight months ago. Deidara was sitting or rather curled up in one of the booths with his head on his knees, hair falling over his face. Sasori had actually mistaken him for a girl when he approached and asked "Are you okay, miss?"

He laughed every time he remembered the look on Deidara's face when the younger male lifted his head and responded with "Screw you!" It was then that Sasori had noticed the tears streaking down the blond's face and the redness in his eyes. Even then, he thought the boy beautiful. He sat down despite being unwelcome and talked to him as he ordered and ate.

After a while, Deidara had started to relax and even spoke back with less of an attitude.
Sasori was happy to see his new friend smile genuinely as they parted that night. He gave the blond his number and told him that if he needed somebody to lean on, he'd be there. It was the weirdest thing he'd ever done for a stranger but hadn't regretted it since.

About a week after their meeting, Deidara called in the middle of the night with a shaky voice. He asked if Sasori still remembered him -which of course, he did- and then begged that he do him a favor. That was the night the blond first visited and Sasori spent hours giving his frantic friend comfort through whatever it was that had made him so scared.

It wasn't until a month later that he had any hint of a reason for his friend's increasingly frequent visits. Deidara stopped calling ahead of time by this point and would just appear at the window and knock. He let the boy in and held him close when he heard the telltale sniffles. The blond was upset, once again. Sasori knew Deidara came for refuge and not just the company, or at least so he thought. So he did his best to calm the crying male and finally asked. It was hard to find any way to say it without prying but he felt that by now he was at least owed an explanation.

He sat the blond down with tea and folded his hands as he watched the boy drink.
"Dei, you can tell me."

"If I do that.." Deidara dropped his head down to hide beneath his bangs and gave a sigh.
"I just can't."

Sasori was hurt. They hadn't known each other long but he hoped that by now Deidara would feel comfortable enough to share.
"Have I not proven that I can be trusted?"

"You have. Look this just isn't something I can tell you. It'll screw things up."

"Things? Deidara I'm not stupid. I know you're being treated badly by somebody. You reek of smoke and alcohol when you come but I know you haven't had either. You stumble in like you're exhausted and disappear in the morning before I have a chance to ask. Can't you just open up to me?"

Deidara shook his cup a little, watching the last bits of tea circle around the bottom.
"Danna..please."

Sasori growled and stood from the table. He wanted to scream but two wrongs don't make a right and for all he knew, screaming was what brought the blond there in the first place. He walked over to his sitting friend and knelt in front of his chair.
"Look at me."

The blond shook his head and covered his face with both hands.
"Why do you care so much?"

"I know you come to me for a reason. I know you feel safe here." He pulled the blond's hands down and looked into his tired eyes. "And if that's true then why can't you just tell me?"

Deidara's eyes shifted nervously and he fought off a blush as the red head held his hands.
"It's...just problems at home."

Sasori nodded and waited for more.

"My parents.." Deidara's eyes lifted to the ceiling and he stifled a cry.

"What is it? Are they hurting you, Dei?"

"...he uhm." The blond's eyes water and he tries to hide his face again. Sasori holds his hands tight though and squeezes reassuringly.

"It's okay, you can say it."

"N-no, I can't do this." Deidara stands up and heads toward the window.

"No, stop!" Sasori grabs the blond's wrist as he passes.
"I won't ask about it again. Don't leave.. please?"

Deidara frowns and steps back over.
"I'm sorry, Danna."

Sasori is pulled into a hug which surprises him. Unsure, he pats the blond's back and furrows his brows. "It's okay, I didn't mean to pressure you."

Since then, neither of them had said a word about what Deidara started to admit. Sasori wanted to ask again but knew if he did, the blond might not come back. So he just played the friend, the supporter and kept all his questions and worry to himself. Deidara's visits became a little more sporadic over the months and sometimes went days or weeks without contact. It was stressful waiting for the blond to come. He jumped at any noise that might be a knock and spent hours sitting at the window.

--

Sasori pressed a hand to the cool glass and sighed once again.
"Come home, Deidara."

He then turned toward his bedroom but was shaken when a quick knock sounded out from behind.

"Brat?!"
Sasori threw the window open and stared through. Deidara looked horrible, worse than ever before. He could only see half of the blonds face and stepped back as the male crawled through the window.

"Da.." Deidara's eyes rolled upward and he fell straight into Sasori's arms before passing out.

"Deidara!!" Sasori freaked for a second and stepped back as he struggled to hold up the blond. After pulling together some semblance of focus, he glanced around the room and dragged the blond's limp body to a couch. He then laid the boy down and first checked to see if he was breathing. When sure that he was, Sasori paced small, quick circles around the middle of the room and ranted to himself quietly.
How could this happen? Why didn't I just push him for more information?

He hurried to the kitchen and grabbed a towel to get it wet. He wasn't sure why he thought this would help but after warming it up, he rushed back to his friend and put it over his forehead. Then he sat in front of the couch, holding Deidara's hand while waiting anxiously for him to wake.
Watching the younger male sleep wasn't something new for Sasori. Whenever the blond would stay over, they'd sleep in bed together and since Deidara was always gone before Sasori woke, he'd spend time watching the blond sleep before drifting off himself. It was a weird, maybe even creepy thing for him to do but secretly Deidara loved to have the red head watch over him and Sasori wanted him to feel safe as he fell asleep.

Now as he watched his friend breathing, laying so peacefully on his couch, it was hard to believe he had passed out or was possibly hurt. He touched the blond's cheek, smiled as he felt the smooth skin and pushed the hand up to move Deidara's bangs away from the left side of his face. As he did, his eyes widened in shock. Just under the blond's left eye was a huge red and purple bruise and the area around his cheek bone was swollen.
"Oh Dei!" Sasori rose quickly and packed a bag with ice to put it on the wound. When he sat down and pressed it against his friends face, Deidara woke and turned to look at the worried red head.

"Danna?"

"I'm here, Dei."

The blond winced as he felt the pain in his face returning and closed his eyes. He had a really bad headache and all of the muscles in his legs were strained from running there so fast.

Sasori frowned and looked nervous.
"Look I know that I promised you I wouldn't ask.."

"No, its okay. I think you deserve an explanation by now."

"I'm just worried ...who did this to you?"

Deidara takes a deep breath and looks into his friends eyes.
"I live with my mother, which I've told you and my parents are divorced. But my father...well he comes by sometimes to 'remind us of who's in charge'. I used to think that just meant he'd sit in the living room, drink his beer, talk loudly and smoke until the whole house filled with his stink. But lately it's been more than that. He practically lives in the house now and when I came home today..."

***

Deidara wandered into his house with a smile and called out to his mother. As he walked toward the kitchen he heard yelling, a high pitched scream and then a loud slapping noise. He stopped dead in the kitchen doorway to see his father with an angry look and his shocked mother who was crying.

"Get out of here, kid." Deidara's father growled as the younger blond stepped into the kitchen.

"I'm not moving until you get the fuck out of this house."

The blond's mom leaned against the kitchen counter with a hand on her cheek and tears running down her face. She was too shocked to speak, numbed by the reality of what was happening. Everything lately seemed like such a nightmare that she started to wonder if maybe it all was. Maybe she'd wake up tomorrow and it would finally be over. Their family would be happy again and not the broken, sad mess that it really was.

"I said get the hell out, old man!!" Deidara tried desperately to hold back his tears and converted the emotion into anger. He couldn't, he wouldn't cry in front of this jerk.

The older man's eyes squinted and his lips pulled into a tight scowl.
"You can't tell me to get out of my own house."

"This hasn't been your home since you left us and destroyed our family!"

"You will watch your mouth when you talk to me boy." Deidara's father stepped closer and stared down into his sons determined face.

"Or else what? You'll smack me around just like you did to Mom?"

"I don't sm-"

"DON'T YOU FUCKING LIE, I SAW WHAT YOU DID!"

The older man sighed glanced around the room anxiously. It was bad enough that the bitch constantly whined and complained for money but the kid was becoming a real nuisance.

"Just leave already! We don't need you, we never did."

"That's why your mother whores herself out every weekend?"

Deidara's eyes flashed and he took a threatening step forward so that he was right in his father's face. "Don't EVER talk about mom that way again."

"Or else what? You're a scrawny, pathetic excuse for a man. I bet you can't hit worth a shit either."

"FUCK YOU!" The blond screamed and shoved the older man's chest.
"Get the hell out or I'll call the police!"

Deidara's father just laughed. There was an awkward feeling in the room as the blond just watched his father, hand to his chest and a grin on his face, laughing it up like some sort of joke.
"The police? Seriously? You really are just a nothing. I wouldn't be surprised if I wasn't even your real father. Who knows with that slut over there."

The younger male growled and glanced over to his mother.
"Mom, you need to get out of here."

"She's not leaving until I'm done with her."

The scared woman just cowered into the kitchen corner and cried helplessly.

"Look what you do to her, man. You're disgusting and I can only HOPE that you aren't my real father because nobody deserves to have a horrible parent like you."

"Why you ungrateful little piece of shit!"
Deidara's father grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him upward so that he stood on his toes.

The younger male stared into the older man's eyes defiantly. He wasn't afraid, not of him, not anymore. He grinned in his fathers face and started to speak just before a hand came hurtling into his cheek, the knuckles digging under his eye and knocking his head backward. The blond's vision whirled and he heard a scream in the background that must have been his mothers. The drunk man in front of him just laughed and turn around to leave. He wanted to run after him, to beat the asshole into nothing but couldn't move. His feet froze to the ground and only the sound of his mother's soothing voice reached his ears.

"I am so sorry..." she wept and pulled the blond into her arms. "I'm so, so sorry.."

***

Deidara pulled the bag of ice away from his face as he finished explaining and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm such a mess."

"You are not. Why didn't you tell me what was going on all this time?"

"I guess I was just scared to say it out loud. It's like admitting how much my life sucks makes it more real. I didn't want you to think I was fucked up and push me away or tell me not to come back. Danna, if I didn't have you to come to, I don't know what I'd do."

"Well you don't ever have to worry about that, brat."

Deidara smiled and let his eyes shut slowly before opening again.
"Can we go lay down in bed together? I sleep much better with you."

Sasori nods and picks the blond up carefully.
"Keep that ice on your face or you'll look like a mutant tomorrow."

"Pfft." Deidara laughs and lifts a hand to his friends cheek.

The red head stops in the doorway to his room and stares down into Deidara's glistening eyes.
"Hey are you going to be okay?"

"I always am when you're around."
The blond slips his hand around Sasori's neck to pull his face closer.

"Dei..?"

Their foreheads touch and Deidara smiles.
"I just want to be close to you."

Sasori closes his eyes and sways a bit as he holds the blond tight.
"I worry when you don't come for so long. Can't you just stay with me?"

"You would want that?" The blond pulls his head back and looks confused.
"I thought that you liked your space."

"Space?" Is he crazy? "You should see me when you aren't around. I'm a wreck."

"I had no idea. You always seem so..."

Sasori grunts as he shifts the blond in his arms and steps over to the bed.
"So..what?"

"I dunno, calm and collected. You just seem like the kind of guy that can take care of yourself."

"Maybe I could but I'd rather you do that."
Sasori gives a wink and plops the blond down onto the bed.

Deidara lays back and puts a hand behind his head, the other holding the pack against his face.
"I would love to stay with you, really I would. I've thought about it too but I can't just leave my mother alone. Who knows what that crazy bastard will do to her if I'm not around."

"You know, I can support the two of you. My place may not seem like much but I make a good living. I happen to know that there's plenty of open places in the apartment complex down the road. I lived there for a while during college and it's pretty nice and not as expensive as some of the others around this area.

Your home should be a safe place and your father doesn't need to know where it is. There's plenty of restaurants hiring around here and I'm sure she could get a decent job, I mean if she doesn't have one already..Dei I just want you to be okay. I'm not asking you to abandon your family."

"Wow, you would really do that? I had no idea you were putting so much thought into this or I would have come to you sooner."

"Well I've been considering asking you to move in for a while now. I thought about the possibility of you just moving closer, you know, so you don't have to run here."
Sasori chuckles.
"You're always so winded when you get here..
But I started looking into places nearby that you could live. It was pretty obvious that wherever you were wasn't working out. I guess I just wanted ...I don't know. I want more of you, brat. But I didn't want to impose. I mean what if I asked you to move in and you freaked out.."

Deidara laughs and then frowns at the pain in his face.
"I wouldn't have freaked out."

Sasori smiles.

"Danna, if you would have just asked... I can't believe you care so much. I'll definitely tell my mom about the apartment and her getting a real job will...it will do her a lot of good. I don't know if I can just move out right away though, I'll want to make sure she's alright."

"No, I understand. You don't have to stay here...I just would prefer that."

"Believe me, I would too. I sleep like a baby every time I stay."

"Is that the only reason?"

"No,..you're special to me. You have to know that."

"I'm never really sure what I am to you. I know that you care and feel safe here but when you leave every morning and I wake up alone..its rough."

"I'm sorry about that. I have this crappy job to help support mom and I have to go really early in the morning like every single day. It sucks but anything is better than what my mom was trying to do.."

Sasori frowns. "You two deserve much better.
Hm, do you need anything for the pain? I'm sure that can't feel good right now."

"Mm...it kinda sucks but I can manage. Are you going to lay down or what?"

"Er, sorry." Sasori sits on the edge of the bed and drops his hands into his lap.
"I don't know why but I'm kind of nervous."

"You? Nervous?"

"Yeah, it's been happening a lot lately."

"Why, Danna?"

"You show up so randomly and you're always so tired. I just worry about where you are and if you're okay, that's all."

"Well hey, soon I'll be here and you can watch me all the time, k?"

"So you're going to move in?"

"If that's what you still want, then yes I'd like to."

"Of course."

Deidara reaches out to the red head.
"Come spoon with me?"

"Ohh."

"I don't mean like that!...or do I?"
The blond grins and pulls the bag away from his face.

"Hey, keep that on."

"But my face is numb."

Sasori grabs the bag and mushes it against Deidara's cheek.
"No excuses. I like your cute little face much more without bruises."

Deidara frowns.

"Don't give me that look. You treasure your face as much as I do."

"You treasure my face, Danna-kun?"

"I uh.."

"Awww!"

"Ugh. You make me act so cheesy."

"I like it." Deidara smiles and pulls his friend closer.
"..and I like you."

"As a friend."

"More than that."

"Oh?"

"Don't play dumb. You spoil me whenever I'm here and I see how you look at me when I change before bed."

"I don't know what you mean."

"Oh come on, you practically drool when I take off my shirt."

"Do not."

"Okay fine."
Deidara sits up and tugs his shirt over his head.

Sasori gawks.

"Ha! That look!"

"I don...I don't have a look!"

"Just admit it, you think I'm hot."

"Over confident is what you are!" (Yoda?)

Deidara smirks and pulls his friend close.
"It's okay if you want me. I want you too."

"You...really?"

"Why else would I sleep in your bed, wear your clothes and blush whenever we touch?"

"Ehm.."

"I can't believe you're so shocked."

"I'm not, actually. Just surprised the subject ever came up."

"Did you think I just never noticed your hard on when we cuddled?"

"Maybe."

"You're silly. I just never said anything because I liked it."

"Well I don't know if you have a boyfriend or something. Or if you thought I might be too old for you..honestly I didn't know how to even talk about it with you."

"Too old? Now you're just making up excuses."

"I've got over ten years on you, Dei."

"What? Who cares?"

"Some people do."

"Well I'm not 'some people'"

"So.."

"So cuddle me already. I'm exhausted and need my Danna- lovin'."

Sasori smirks and crawls up behind the blond, arms wrapping around his chest.
"Do you have to leave early again?"

"Not tomorrow. I've actually got the day off."

"Spend it with me?"

"I've got to check on my mom first but I'll come back. How does that sound?"

"Good."

"Did you um.." Deidara blushes as he feels Sasori's breath over his neck.

"Dei?"

"Sorry, did you want to come with me to check up on her? I'm sure she'd love to meet the guy I've been visiting and raving about."

"You talk about me?"

"Yup. She likes to hear about you when I come home. I told her about that time I caught you with underwear on your head, sneaking around the house like you were a ninja. She died laughing!"

Sasori growls.
"You said you wouldn't bring that up again."

"Oh Danna, that story was just too good not to share. Plus she won't tell anybody else, I promise."

"Yeah, yeah."

"So will you come?"

"Okay but if your dad is there I make no promise not to kick his ass."

"If you can beat me to it."

Sasori smiles against the blonds neck.
Deidara shivers as the red head's lips brush over his skin, kissing it lightly.

A hundred times, Sasori has laid this close but not until now had he given the blond such a kiss. It was hard to hold back all those times before but this time he wouldn't refrain. The younger males' skin was just too enticing and as he kissed over it lovingly, Deidara gave a sweet moan. They both then grew silent and Sasori waited until the blond was asleep to rest himself.

--

"Dannaaaa-kun!"

"Huh?" Sasori woke with a start and then sighed as he set eyes on the blond. Deidara had crawled in his lap and was wiggling around like an excited puppy.
"Would you chill out before you break my dick?"

"Woops!" Deidara grins and moves his hips much slower.

"Dei.....!" The red head gasps and grabs the blonds waist to hold him still.

"Aw, don't you like that?"

"Yea, that's the problem."

"Why is me turning you on so bad?"

"Because I'll end up taking advantage of your naive little ass."

"What if I want that?"

"Then you obviously have no clue what I'll do to you."

Deidara leans over his friend and brushes their lips together as he whispers.
"I think you should show me."

Sasori groans and gives the blond a warm kiss and his hands wander up the boys' sides.
"I think we wore a record breaking amount of clothing to bed last night."

Deidara giggles and sits back up.
"We were both pretty tired. Does my cheek look any better?"

Sasori's face contorted and he forced a smile. "Yeah...totally."

"You are a terrible liar."

"Would it help if I said that I still think you're sexy?"

"Considering I didn't know you thought that to begin with? Yes, that does help a bit."

"Well that's a lie...Your cheek must hurt, do you want more ice?"

"No but I could use some attention.."

"You're going to get yourself in trouble by saying that sort of thing."

"Come on, Danna. I'm asking for it."

"You most certainly are."

"I just wanna fool around, is that so much to ask?"

Sasori rolls his eyes. "This isn't just fooling around to me, Dei."

"That's not what I meant. It's been what? Eight months and we haven't done anything. I'm going crazy here."

The red head settles his hands over Deidara's thighs and gives him a smirk.
"You aren't the only one."

The blond smiles back and leans down again, his hair surrounding Sasori's face.
"Show me your dirty side."

Sasori nearly moans as he hears the whispered words. He was running out of excuses and why did he need them anyway? Deidara was obviously feeling what he was inside and it wasn't as if they weren't already acting like a couple.

The blond stares down at him and grows worried.
"Did you hear me Sasori Danna? I want youuu."
He whines and squirms in his partners lap.
"You're ignoring me!"

"No, no." Sasori shakes his head a bit and then the smirk returns to his face.
"I was just deciding what I'm going to do to you first."

"Oooh!" Deidara practically shakes with excitement and grabs the mans face. Turning it to the side forcefully, he licks a path across Sasori's cheek.

Sasori gasps and bites his lip hard to regain focus. His hands tighten over the blond's thighs and he sits up.

Deidara starts bouncing around happily.
"Now we're talking."

"Sit still." Sasori states seriously and grabs the blonds hips.
"Sure you wanna play how I do?"

"Tell me what to do!"
Deidara scoots closer to Sasori's face.

"First you can get off.. and then I want you to strip."

"Wha..really?"

"Yes."

The blond seems to consider the command for a moment and then nods. In a moment, he's off the bed and standing next to it with a confident grin.

Sasori watches as the blond peels off his t shirt and tosses it across the room.
"Slower."

Deidara gives no response but moves his hands down his body much slower. He takes his time pulling off his pants and then turns around. One arm raises and rests behind his head. His long, beautiful hair drapes down his back and accents the lightly tanned skin that extends from underneath down to the waistband of his boxers.

The red head pants as he watches Deidara's body rock from side to side. He hadn't expected the blond to be so good at this and quickly found himself on the edge of the bed with his legs opened wide.

Deidara rolls his head back and pushes a few fingers into the back of his boxers as his body carefully bends forward. Hard, labored breathing from behind only encourages him as he lowers his chest and starts to tug on his restricting underwear. The clothing slips downward slowly at first, riding tightly around his small, firm behind. Deidara arches his back, pushing his ass out a little further and yanks the shorts down the last couple of inches so that they fall straight to the ground.

Sasori groans as he's faced with the younger males' bare behind and swollen groin.
"Come." he says as an order and Deidara turns slowly.

The blond stands there, his long eyelashes batting and stares down at the obviously amused older man. He walks over swiftly and shakes the hair from his face.

Sasori pulls the blond between his legs and whispers "Damn." as he stares over the younger males' body.

"Is something wrong?"

"Quite the opposite."

"Mmm.." Deidara pushes his hips forward, shoving his erection in the red heads' face.
"Is this what you wanted?"

"You ...have no idea." Sasori replies. His hands wander up the blonds' thighs and then he stands, his body pressing hard against Deidara's as he does so.

Deidara receives an especially heated kiss and is just about to reach for Sasori's pants when he's turned sharply and forced onto the bed. The older male climbs over him and unzips his own pants. The blonds eyes pay special attention to the area as a hand pulls the length from within and then strokes it gently. He reaches for it, hoping to pull his partners hand away and take it himself. Surprisingly, he's allowed to and Sasori moans as he pulls back his own hand. He kisses the blond again and continues the noise into his mouth. Deidara tugs at his pants with a free hand, pulling them down then uses it to bring the red head closer as his hand continues to pump his length.

Sasori's hands are on either side of the blond, his shirt hanging loosely from his tightly muscled chest. His hips are rocking into the blond's hand and he found that it was getting harder just to hold himself up. Eight months was just too much time to sleep next to the attractive man beneath him without so much as kissing him. With a hand lightly jerking over his cock, the thin fingers driving unimaginable pleasure through his body, he wasn't sure he could last even another minute. Instead of waiting to find out, he pulled the hand away by the wrist and slicked his tongue forward into the blond's mouth as he grabbed onto the boys' legs and pushed them over his shoulders.

Deidara breathed out suddenly when Sasori thrust forward and stared up into lust dazed eyes as he was filled. Sasori gave an unsteady pant, the pressure of the blond's tight walls were closing and clenching around him, causing his body to shake. Deidara's eyes watered with Sasori pushing relentlessly forward and he gave a small cry when the red head grabbed his hips, dropped his head between his neck and shoulder and started slamming himself deeper inside.

He'd asked for it, so he had to know this was coming. It wasn't like he expected Sasori to be gentle for their first time even if the older man had a natural tendency to pamper him. He knew from the first time they pulled back from a close hug and he caught a hint of arousal in his friends eyes. It was something much more primal and hungry than he expected but over time, he found that he rather liked the way Sasori gazed at him and sometimes even did things specifically just to get that reaction. It started with little things like reaching across the red head to retrieve something on the table and grew to something like finding an excuse to bend in front of him on the chance that Sasori needed to get around him in the kitchen. It became sort of a game and somehow, the guy was totally unaware.

It didn't matter now though, Deidara was being punished in return, whether the older male knew it or not. If there was one thing that Sasori did know though, it was that the blond felt and looked amazing, even with the bruise on his face. Once it seemed like the younger boy was used to his constant, hard strokes, he dropped a hand to his length and rubbed it fast but with care not to hurt the sensitive member. Deidara's hands grabbed to his back and slid down over his ass, urging him forward desperately. He could feel the blond's cock swelling and groaned as the thought of his partners incoming release drove him closer to his own. He then felt Deidara stiffen and give a heated moan into his ear. Cum spilled over their stomachs, the blond breathing out his partners pet name and arching his back when Sasori came hard into him. It all happened sort of suddenly and Sasori was gripping hard to the blond's legs long after they'd both finished. Deidara gave a soft pant when his lover finally pulled out and dropped his legs slowly to the bed.

Sasori sat back on his knees and observed as the blond caught his breath. His length was still hard, twitching in his lap and his own mess was dripping down the shaft.
"Hey."

"Hm?"

"Come clean this up for me."

Deidara's face scrunched up with confusion until he sat up and noticed the red head's problem.
"Oh...Danna."

"Get over here and suck it already."

Deidara gave a small laugh as he leaned forward and pushed two palms onto Sasori's chest. He pushed the male back and let his head dip until it lingered over the still-throbbing cock.
"I have to say, I like that you're still hard."

"Yeah? I bet you'd like it more in your mouth. Hurry up!"

"Pff"

"For fuck sake." Sasori shoves a hand into Deidara's hair and yanks it down until he feels lips against his tip. A hard breath hisses between his own lips and he jerks his hips upward.

Deidara smiles and gives the soaked head of Sasori's cock a tentative lick. He stares up at the older man's face, which is lightly dusted with a blush, eyes glazed over. The hand in his hair grabs a little tighter and takes the hint to move on. He licks the opening hungrily then lets his tongue slide down underneath as his mouth opens wide and takes it within.

Sasori's whole body stiffens when the blond dips forward and starts to suck. A hand drops just under the base of his cock, pressing lightly for a moment and drawing out a deep moan. The fingers then slip down and cup his balls gently as the blond's head moves a little faster over his shaft. "Dei...mmn.."

The blond continues the movement, his lips passing noisily over Sasori's slick skin. He gives a soft moan and sucks a little harder when the member in his mouth grows even thicker and then twitches before sending a warm rush of liquid down his throat. Sasori pushes the blond's head down to take his every inch and gasps when his release comes to a sudden stop. He's left panting when the blond pulls back and takes his own deep breaths then sighs as he hunches over and drops lazily to his side.

Deidara lowers himself down next to his partner and grabs the males jaw to pull him into a kiss. He licks his lovers lip, begging for entrance and Sasori opens up, relaxing as the blond takes dominance. He pulls the younger male up onto his lap once again and they continue to kiss noisily until they're forced to pull back and breathe heavily.

Deidara smiles and rests his head against Sasori's chest, listening as his the heart within beats rapidly. "I can't wait until I move in."

"Same." Sasori's eyes are shut and he strokes the blond's hair absently.
"You should really ice your face."

"Can we just lay here a little longer?"

"Okay."

"Hey, Danna?"

"Eh?"

"Do you love me?"

The red head raises an eyebrow and then reaches down to direct the blonds face upward.
They lock eyes and he smiles warmly.
"Shouldn't you know that already?"

"Yeah." Deidara smiles too and drops his head back down to relax.