Children of Sin
Children of Sin
Children of Sin
The shadowed figure’s shoulder’s shook with laughter, “You-You think Satin is my master?” The figure’s deep voice rumbled, “I-I am his master! Who was there before he fell? My children lust, greed, vanity, and pride. Oh how delicious and tempting they all are, but pride. Pride is my masterpiece. Pride cometh before the fall…as they say.” The dark being stood revealing a slight figure. The shadow was pulled back like a curtain and there stood a young woman of apparently the age sixteen or seventeen, she was slender to the point of starvation, yet her stomach was rounded as if with child. She smirked sensually at the person who had confronted her and spoke in a suddenly husky voice. She opened her robes to reveal her dripping wet sex and overflowing engorged breasts on an emaciated form.
“Lust draws them, but it is pride that keeps them at my side,” She beckoned the figure who fought to control his steps as the young looking girl began to run her hands down her body. “I will not give into temptation,” He forcefully turned from her. She chuckled, “Temptation is weak but a persistent bitch. She may be easy to hold off for a while but as your will gets weaker hers only grows. She will spread her legs and make promises of pleasure and joy. She will be anything you want; a beautiful woman when you are lonely, a piece of delicious food when you go hungry, credit when you go unrecognized.” “Do as you will demon but I want for nothing,” The man said. “Oh really?” Her voice was satin rubbing his skin, “Nothing?” “Yes leave me creature,” The man began to walk away. “Please,” The voice grew deeper by a pitch and quieter. A hint of sadness and lonely rang in the voice, “Sasuke?” The man gasped, and turned. There stood his true desire. Not the defeat of his brother, not the revival of his clan, not his forsaken home. He only ever truly wanted this and he had denied himself for so long. Still naked, obviously aroused, but male. A halo of wild spun gold framed the pointed face of an angel on earth. Big sapphire eyes plead with him. His stomach was muscled but smooth looking his legs taught and his chest defined but note overly so. He looked so sad. Sasuke only ever wanted him. It was maddening and he didn’t realize until he was older that what he had thought was hate had been deep desire to rule over the other. “N-Naruto?” He cursed his show of weakness, but Naruto…no not Naruto…this fake acted as if he had not noticed. “Sasuke,” Naruto…not Naruto…frowned, “Why did you leave? Why won’t you return to me? I will give you my body. My obedience is yours. My virginity…” Sasuke wanted to moan at this thing’s false promises. Pride was perhaps his savior for once. This thing was no Naruto. It was just a pretty piece of flesh that wanted something other than his love. It was then that realization hit him. He loved Naruto, was in love deeply. A substituent would not do. He would wait…when he had achieved his goals he would go claim what was his. The blonde stood quietly frowning almost on the verge of tears. Once the figure was out of reach to him blonde spikes darkened to red and grew. The face began to fill out, just a bit making it more feminine and its eyes became ruddy brown. The figure became that of a woman of about twenty. “I would have given you all that and so much more,” She whispered at the retreating figure.