Control | By : intricateorchid Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 2986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It's been three years since Sasuke has returned to Konoha. In exchange for his crimes as a missing-nin, Konoha has made good use of his skills and has been deploying him on missions left and right, leaving Sasuke exhausted as he returns to his apartment at two in the morning for days on end. Konoha was in a time of peace but the missions never stopped; although hardly any were above a B-rank, Konoha was quickly modernizing and with modernization came more people and with more people came more problems.
As a consequence to the population boom, red-light districts started popping up throughout the Land of Fire. Prostitution and adult venues have always existed—after all, war has always released the darker side of man and shinobi were not exceptions—but the red-light districts created a greater consciousness about sex. So while there were undercover slave trades and sex trafficking rings, the district also held adult theatres, clubs, and various shops. Many sniffed in contempt at the growth of these districts but they could not deny that sex sells, and the revenue the country gained from the districts made the villages grow even faster.
Sasuke never had a profound interest in sex—the years focused on revenge pushed his libido to the sidelines in favor of more important things—but after he cracked down one of the prostitution rings in Konoha, his curiosity got the better of him and he decided to take a look around one of the districts. After using a transformation jutsu to transform into a rather generic-looking man (because god forbid someone sees an Uchiha running around sex clubs like a depraved pervert), he walks into a few of the buildings.
The first building was a theatre of sorts that had Sasuke grimacing at the distasteful movie of a big breasted woman being fondled (is that the correct word?) by a snake. The movie hit a little too close to home for him, bringing up some not-so-fond memories of Orochimaru, and Sasuke promptly left the theatre.
The second appeared to be a sex museum with erotic paintings on the walls and phallic stone carvings throughout the rooms. Imagine that being your greatest achievement in life, Sasuke snorted. He took a look at a few of the pictures: some with two men, some with two women, some with many men and many women in a variety of positions. None seemed to hold his interest. After trying to decipher one statue of a naked woman contorted in what seemed to be a physically impossible position, Sasuke decided to leave this building as well.
It was the fifth building that held a surprise for Sasuke. When he walked through the doors, the candle-lit halls opened up to a room that was so dark Sasuke couldn't see his own hands in front of him. Right on cue, harsh lights shined on a naked man kneeling on a raised stage, nipples clamped and arms bound behind him, his black hair shielding his face from the audience's gaze. Sasuke takes the seat closest to the door, ready to make a quick exit in case the show proves to be a disaster like the others he has seen. Onstage, a woman appears clad in leather, brandishing a crop in one hand. She says a few words to the man on the floor although Sasuke can't make out what she's saying from so far away; all he sees is the man parting his legs, his hard cock jutting up in display for the voyeuristic crowd. The man looks up at his mistress in complete adoration. Next, Sasuke hears the crack of the riding crop against bare skin and a loud groan.
The whips don't stop. The leather crop attacks the man's thighs and ass and Sasuke feels a coiling heat in his abdomen that he has never felt before. He can't tear his eyes away from the man on stage who passively takes all of the stinging punishments that his mistress inflicts on him. His pants tighten as the man flinches with every lick. How does it feel to lose yourself in pain like that? To give up all of your control to someone else?
Sasuke has desperately tried to gain control of his life ever since he was 7. He was like a leaf caught in the wind, manipulated by Itachi, by Orochimaru, by Konoha. His search for power was a means of regaining some of that control but it only seemed to backfire on him. Somewhere along the lines, his attempts to control his life grew out of control. Even now, he hasn't gotten out of the habit of self-policing his interactions with others—except when it comes to Naruto, who always manages to provoke him with his loud mouth and stubborn attitude. How is it that this man can trust the woman not to hit him too hard or to give him what he needs when Sasuke finds it difficult to depend on teammates who are in charge of his life?
The clatter of the crop on the ground breaks Sasuke out of his thoughts. Onstage, the mistress pulls the man closer to her using the metal chain connecting the nipple clamps and Sasuke's stomach lurches in appreciation. After a long kiss, the woman holds the man tight and strokes his hair with one hand. The stage lights click and Sasuke leaves. That night, Sasuke gets no sleep.
A/N: Please let me know if the font is too difficult to read! I prefer serif fonts but I understand if they get to be a pain. And of course, please rate and review! :)
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