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Blood, Sex, and Fairytales	By : DevilnBlue Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1462 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Blood, Sex, and Fairytales
- 2-Chapter Two
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Hello Assassin’s kiss here apologizing for taking so long to update this but I was too busy spiraling down a cyclone of angst because no one gave me fan art for this story. Yes, angst, angst, angst. Or… maybe it was because I didn’t know how the hell I was going to write the love scene at the end and so shoved this story to the side and worked on something else. I would like to thank Conspiracy, Lady Laran and Kei-chan for demanding that I not keep this a one-shot. I also want to thank _xtabularasa for giving me the French version of Sasuke’s pet name. I’m back with new vigor and hoping for the best this time with the fan art. The images of the vampire king keeps haunting me but I’m too lazy to draw him myself or Sasuke or the queen. The quote below is from Francesca Lia Block that seems to fit the story well when it comes to how Sasuke sort of feels is feeling now.
“This was not a faerie tale. This was not the movies. This was life. It hurt more. It was excruciating. It was excruciatingly beautiful.”
~Francesca Lia Block
Blood, Sex, and Fairytales
He couldn’t breathe. Or it was more like he didn’t know how to anymore. The way those azure pools raked across his quivering form, undressing him down to his very soul. It was so disconcerting and yet so oddly erotic that he was afraid to breathe in the same air as the golden haired creature, unless he would risk interrupting the King’s assessment of him.
The Uchiha wanted those eyes to look anywhere but at him while dually wanting to preen under that reverent gaze. Yes, he felt like he was being swallowed up whole by some great predator; worshiped like some beautiful sacrifice before the altar and although his body demanded for him to acknowledge the gleaming fangs, he couldn’t get pass those haunting blue eyes. Those burning irises scorched him right down to his very core leaving him lightheaded and aching as he waited for his world to end… or begin depending on the blonde’s whim.
“Are you trembling because you are afraid of me or because you are happy to see me? I will welcome either response,” said the velvety smooth voice from within the darkness.
It held just the barest hint of amusement although it seemed otherwise emotionally detached as the King slowly drew closer as if Sasuke was some trembling bunny rabbit ready to bolt at any sudden movement. But then again as the Uchiha watched those powerful legs wrapped in leather draw closer with the soundless, precise steps of a deadly panther, he wondered if his comparison wasn’t too dead on as he drew the covers closer to himself.
The flimsy fabric afforded him no real protection but when the big bad sexy wolf, or in his case vampire, comes to his bed ready to huff and puff or do whatever to him then he’d use any shield he could get. So with that thought in mind, he drew his legs up a bit and drew the covers to his chest, looking warily at the blonde intruder only to realize the predator had suddenly disappeared in his urgency to erect some sort of barrier between them. Quickly Sasuke looked around him wondering where the king could have possibly gone; his heart was immediately flooded with regret and sadness at his earlier rejection of the king’s presence only to jump with a start when he suddenly noticed the sovereign relaxed and reclined by his very side.
Sasuke was pretty sure he had just suffered a minor heartache at the sudden reappearance of the blonde. Death, beautiful, wonderful, all-consuming death was spelled out for him in the deep recesses of those azure orbs and he approached it with a mature acceptance that bellied his instinctual fear. There was nothing else for him to lose now that he lost Itachi so he tried to approach the situation calmly. But that still didn’t stop the Uchiha from nearly biting his tongue as he tried to bite back the gasp or scream that wanted to break free.
Fingers digging reflexively into his beds sheets, he licked his dry lips as he gathered his thoughts. He tried to wrap his mind around this newest version of the grim reaper even as tried to ease his heart from his larynx. ‘Would this bring me closer to Aniki?’ he questioned the air.
‘…5…’
‘…4…’
‘…3…’
‘…2…’
‘…1…’
Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut, counting down from five before opening them up again only to realize that he was still stuck in this beautifully cruel nightmare. His heart beat madly in his chest like the wings of a hummingbird on crack. It whooshed so loudly in his ears that it took him a while to realize that the blonde was exactly talking to him.
“Oh and don’t worry... I’ve already fed today,” he mused aloud. His look was thoughtful, as if that was the only reason Sasuke was panicking. The blonde then shifted some on his side so as to take a better look at the human in question.
Sasuke couldn’t help but frown slightly as the smallest seed of disappointment was sowed into his heart. Sure a flood of relief washed over him because he wouldn’t accidentally die from the king losing himself in the feel of his warm blood sliding down his throat. But the Uchiha had secretly been banking on the excuse of the blonde drawing near him so that he could touch him when he tried to push him away… if he could bear pushing him away.
He wanted to touch the vampire so badly. To graze his fingertips over that golden tan flesh that seemed so warm despite the fact that the man before him was undead. Did that mean he wouldn’t find a pulse when he pressed his warm palms against his pectorals or pressed a shy kiss against his collarbone? Would it be like touching an exquisite ice sculpture or would his skin sear him to his very core if he could just move his limbs properly.
The Uchiha knew it was sheer fear that anchored his hands to the sheets and made him clutch them that much tighter. The inborn instinct deep within him was determined to look pass the intoxicating looks, which beckoned him like a siren’s call, to see the true ancient evil within. He was… evil, cold, withdrawn and Sasuke could care less. He wanted to feel those lips on him brushing softly, riddling his own pale skin with goose bumps before he playfully nipped at his skin. His breath would surely hitch in anticipation even while the playful bites of the vampire didn’t quite penetrate his flesh.
Sasuke wanted to do so many things. To bury his fingers in those luscious locks and marvel at how such a being would come for him of all people. The Uchiha wanted to be the one to guide his head towards the juncture of his neck and throw his head back in ecstasy as fangs sunk in just like the queen but better because it would be him this time.
He wanted that out of body experience so badly that his eyes nearly itched with unshed tears of frustration. It was as if he was in a dream that he had been anticipating up to this very point but found himself unable to finish. It was sheer torture and it seemed that his seductively dangerous companion realized this as he delicately removed a tear that rolled down his pale cheek.
Sasuke could feel his whole body shudder at the barely there touch. He gasped for air, eyes glued to the blonde haired vampire who looked with those big luminous orbs at the shimmering jewel that clung desperately to his fingertip. “Is that why you are crying mon petit lapin?” he asked almost in his melodiously rich tone, frowning slightly as the tear finally dropped to the sheets. “Did you think I was going to make a midnight snack of you after I sent you such pleasant dreams?” he questioned seriously.
“Th… that wasn’t a pleasant dream,” Sasuke barely managed to choke out in his surprise. Sure it may have started out that way but being attacked by a horde of hungry vampire courtiers was not the Uchiha’s idea of sweet dreaming.
“It wasn’t?” the king mused incuriously, his eyes widening mockingly in his surprise before his sinful lips twisted into a cruel smirk. “I’m sure compensation is in order than,” he nearly purred out as he trailed one lone digit down the juncture of Sasuke’s throat as if marking the spot that he would feed on later. He felt slightly amused at the way the pulse seemed to jump in anticipation even as he continued to talk.
“You know I trained my queen to orgasm with just one bite. It’s the only thing I allow her nowadays because I can’t stand something that filthy in my bed anymore. It’s really a shame. A king should have someone to warm his bed on cold nights like this,” he mused thoughtfully. His barely there touches were already moving down Sasuke’s collarbone, leaving a trail of goose bumps in its wake.
“I… W… Why are you here?” Sasuke squeaked out before clearing his throat. He cursed himself fervently in his head, unable to believe that those were the words that came out of his mouth. The young Uchiha had wanted to offer his services for the King’s pleasure. It was really not every day that he got to entertain a king and his mother would think him rude if he hadn’t done all that was in his capability to make the man feel at home and if that so happened to mean offering up his body then he would and so much more.
It was just so frustratingly hard to think around the vampire that he was surprised that he still remembered to breathe whenever those bottomless orbs swept over him.
“Because you are as pure as freshly fallen snow,” the blonde began trailing his fingertips down the pale, alabaster flesh of his arm. “Because your blood called out seductively to me through the veil that separates my world from yours and I would have been a fool not to answer it,” he continued, fangs seemingly making a reappearance as he effortlessly turned Sasuke’s wrist to brush a kiss against the pulse mark.
“I… it did?” The teen felt so lightheaded and all the vampire really did was trail his fingertips from his neck to his wrist before laying a kiss there. But he felt it. He felt that kiss to his very toes even as he thrilled at the thought of how warm and soft those lips felt pressed against his frantic pulse mark. It made other parts of him stir to life and anticipate the feel and brush of a kiss there as well.
He tried to shift discreetly, only to freeze when he felt that hot, molten gaze zeroed on him even as those warm pink lips hovered over his wrist as if anticipating sinking fangs in.
“Hn, do you know how rare it is to find a virgin of your blood caliber and beauty in this day and age? It’s maddening how loose these teenagers are nowadays. It’s like I have to pluck them right out of primary school just to stand a chance at fresh, pure blood. So of course, I will make sure to thoroughly enjoy all that you have to offer me when I finally do drink from you,” he murmured as he once again brushed his lips against Sasuke’s wrist.
“Finally drink? I… Not now? I mean you aren’t going to… going to now,” the Uchiha began in a panicked tone. He wanted to feel the rapture those fangs could offer him now. He wanted to dance close to the edge of death and not tip over. To have the blonde draw him close as if he were precious even as he took whatever he wanted from his body. And to now see with his eyes, the blonde intruder releasing his wrist made him let out a cry that he didn’t recognize as his own until he felt those mournful pools settle on him again.
“Not now my sweet lapin. You aren’t ready yet,” the King said in a soothing tone.
But the words didn’t comfort him. He didn’t know he could want so much, so suddenly when they had barely known each other for a span of an hour or two, but it didn’t change how he felt. Pure lust burned through his veins so hot and heavy that the very words of his tormentor infuriated and weighted him down. His ears rang with denial as he sat bolt upright, his head shaking vehemently in denial even as his blunt nails bit into his clothed lap.
“Is it because I’m too young?” he spat out bitterly. “I’ll be eighteen next fall,” he reasoned only to hear the soft chuckle of the sovereign.
“That is not it. You misunderstand me,” chortled the sovereign even as he shifted slightly to brush back an inky lock to tuck behind the Uchiha’s ear.
“I… What is it, damn it?” Sasuke hissed even as he leaned into that palm before the vampire could pull it away. “Is it because I’m a foreigner? I could learn perfect French for you so you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. I… I… is because I’m a male. I can assure you that I can—” Sasuke continued to babble frantically, focusing his onyx orbs on the vampire. If this was a dream he didn’t want it to end because of a stupid reason. He knew that he wasn’t one to plead and beg for anything but for this moment… only if it was for a moment. Sasuke needed to feel something other than the gnawing pain of losing his Aniki.
“Trust… It is trust,” the blonde breathed out heavily, grounding his teeth together, jaw muscles jumping in his efforts to keep control. There was a real reason why he remained so cold and aloof because when something genuinely piqued his interest and curiosity kept his emotions restrained
“I’ll give you that. I’ll trust you with my life if you want. I don’t care about it anyway,” the raven whispered fervently as if it was something so trifle of a trinket to forfeit.
“As kind as you are to offer such trust, it’s me that I do not quite trust yet. I can feel your desire for me… your frustration… your fear,” he paused to lick his lips as if he could taste Sasuke’s essence on the air. “The way your blood is thrumming so frantically in your veins makes me want to forget my centuries of discipline, pin you down to the bed then ravish you. I don’t think the wolf in that Red Riding Hood story was as sorely tempted as I am now my sweet, little lapin,” he mused thoughtfully even as he prepared to leave, voice draining once more of emotion. He knew that just one little bite wouldn’t slack his thirst and so he felt it prudent to leave before he tore apart his newest treasure.
“Then do it… please I… if this is a dream then I could handle it. I just don’t want to wake up to the feeling of nothingness again,” Sasuke choked out, already tilted his head to the side to offer up the slim curve of his neck. It was the last thing he remembered doing before his head suddenly knocked back against the headboard and he felt a warm gust of air against his neck.
His heart thumped madly in anticipation even as he luxuriated in the heavy weight of the vampire practically straddling him. He could just barely feel the hard, sharpness of teeth grazing his Adam’s apple and it made his breath hitch, even as he tried to press the vampire closer, with no luck.
“This isn’t a dream little rabbit. If I jump the gun and accidentally kill you because I couldn’t stop… Do you think your parents won’t mourn for you?” he mused aloud, his expression thoughtful. He nuzzled and kissed the throat, secretly smiling each time the trembling human let out a needy whimper of anticipation.
“I am already dead; they are already mourning for me right now,” he gasped, eyes fluttering close. He knew it for cold hard truth, no matter if he wantonly confessed it. The Sasuke from yesteryears had died long ago with his brother, leaving behind this hollow shell.
His eyes quickly popped open when he suddenly couldn’t feel the weight of the blonde vampire on him. A whimper unfurled from his lips at his body feeling suddenly cold and alone even though the vampire knelt at the foot of bed, waiting expectantly.
“Pleasure yourself,” order the vampire king, with a little smirk.
“Wh… what?” Sasuke sat up suddenly, looking at the blonde predator in bewilderment.
“No ‘what’s; do it. Show me how much you want me to touch you. I’m not some tart like my spouse who would let just anyone touch me so prove your worth to your future king or were you just being a tease?” he asked, raising his brow challengingly.
“I… no… it’s not… it’s just…” Sasuke stumbled out, flustered. His ears flushed a hot pink, in his embarrassment. He had been so wanton a few minutes ago but now, faced with this new development he wasn’t sure he could just masturbate in front of those piercing eyes. It was just too much all at once.
“Hopeless,” sighed out the king. He was already off the bed and was ready to ready to leave when he gave pause at Sasuke’s sudden, desperate cry.
“Wa... Wait, don’t go,” cried out Sasuke, already on all fours. He had practically kicked off his covers to get closer to the blonde monarch. The younger Uchiha had a feeling deep inside his soul that if he let this mysterious being go then that was it. He’d never have this frightfully amazing dream again and it left his fingers cold at the thought.
Naruto smirked, cold blue orbs sparking with interest before he slowly pivoted around, arms crossed and golden head tilted calculatingly to the side. “Now I’m pretty sure you’ve touched yourself before, hmm? You are a growing boy and you have… certain urges that must be quenched,” he murmured silkily even as ventured to crawl back onto the bed. He took his time, watching the human watching him; he only paused to run his fingers down Sasuke’s bare sides as if he’d help the frustrated male with his pajama bottoms by easing it down some.
“Look how flushed and angry it looks, it’s engorged with so much blood,” he purred out; his warm breath gusted over the straining cock that was still partly restrained by his cotton pajama bottoms. “Touch yourself!” he ordered. There was no suggestion in those words. It was an outright born from a sovereign who was more or less used to getting his way. And he had wanted this selfish creature to return to him, so who else did he have to blame but himself for ensnaring himself right back in the trap he tried to escape.
“Mmm,” Sasuke let out a little moan as a single digit traced the outline of his cock. The finger lingered on the wet spot starting to form on the crotch of his pajama bottoms but he took no further actions to relieve the human of his growing frustration.
“You want to please your sovereign right?” Naruto asked, matter-of-factly, resting his head beside his straining cock. He observed the reddened flesh almost scientifically, blowing his warm breath on it, before smirking when it twitched and dribbled more precum further staining the silk pajamas.
“Please him… yes, yes,” Sasuke said mindlessly, his eyes half lidded. He bucked his hips up eagerly, forgetting what he was supposed to do but wanting to feel more than a teasing breath and a careless caress.
Before Sasuke knew what was going on, Naruto was behind him, legs to either side of his own and ripped, silk pajama bottoms in his hand. He let out a dark chuckle at the human’s scandalized look, his arm already drawing the human closer when instincts would scream for him to bolt. “I want to see all of you Sasuke. If you don’t take the rest of those pajamas off soon I’d do more than rip them off next time, mon petite lapin,” he purred dangerously into the shell of Sasuke’s ear.
Trembling with adrenaline a bit of fear, Sasuke fumbled to kick off the rest of his tattered garment. He lifted his hips up slightly to get the cloth trapped underneath him before tossing the wadded up ball as far from the bed as possible. He then found himself leaning back against the hard contour of the vampire’s body before he turned his head slightly to look at the king for approval only to blush at Naruto’s next words.
“Exquisite,” breathed the blonde, his blue orbs focused on the weeping cock that stood proudly at full attention. “Now touch yourself my sweet lapin,” Naruto gently instructed even as he began to softly tease one of Sasuke’s brown nipples. He circled and tweaked it to it was as hard as a pebble before he switched to the other one, giving it a playful tug before circled it just like its brother.
If Sasuke wasn’t so incredibly horny, he would have rolled his eyes for the vampire king worrying the matter like a dog at a bone. Instead he whimpered, biting his bottom lip and steeling himself to touch it when Naruto’s unoccupied hand pressed his hand down on the turgid flesh, eliciting a shiver and a curse. “F… fuck,” he cursed under his breath. He knew that it would feel good but he hadn’t been prepared himself for how damn good it would actually feel touching his hot flesh.
“Now stroke it,” Naruto mouthed, hotly against Sasuke’s ear. His tongue and teeth, alternated between laving and nibbling on the vulnerable shell even as he forced the human to stroke himself by wrapping his larger hand around Sasuke’s own.
Together they started a slow pace, up and down, root to tip, before thumbing his slit. Sasuke’s hips bucked eagerly into the slick tunnel formed by their hands and his leaking precum. His whimpering moans filled the airy room and probably the hallway outside his door. His voice began to rise in decimal as the vampire drove him to pick up the pace. Their stroking hands became a bit rougher and faster as Naruto forced Sasuke to adopt a brutal rhythm. The vampires own hips moved as he occasionally ground his own clothed cock against the human’s round ass. Naruto let out a low chuckle when the human was all but eager to thrust back, whimpering for more. Then he cursed when he felt the vampire abandon his cock to fondle his silken balls. His own hand continued to stroke, occasionally pausing to palm the top of his head, smearing precum along the way.
He honestly could have mindlessly continue thrusting his hips up, his hand jerking his turgid flesh while Naruto fondled his balls and nipples respectively. But just as he leaned further back against that hard body, wanting desperately to share in a kiss, it was suddenly not there and he fell backwards onto his pillows.
“D… don’t, please don’t,” he cried out, tears already pricking his eyes in distress. Sasuke with a start gasped to breathe as he looked frantically for the blonde that had shaken him to his very core. He didn’t want his dream to end like this, with him sexually frustrated and his sheets coated with his cum.
“I’m not going anyway mon petit lapin,” he murmured. He suddenly appeared in front of him, laying on his stomach at eye level with Sasuke’s dribbling cock. He smiled lasciviously when his human gave him a needy look. “Spread your legs for me,” instructed the vampire, already drawing one of Sasuke’s milky thighs over his shoulder. His hot lips kissed, the creamy thigh, giving it a nip of approval when the eager human did so eagerly, unabashed now at being exposed.
“That’s a good boy,” Naruto said mockingly even as he spread the human’s ass cheeks apart in order to look at the wrinkly rosebud that winked at him as Sasuke clenched down on nothing. But that would soon be resolved as he shallowly pressed against the twitching rosebud, mimicking what he would rather do with something larger.
“Mmmm… Fuuck,” cried out Sasuke, toes curling at the feeling of that smirking mouth engulfing him to the root while he simultaneously shoved his first finger inside that quaking hole. Sasuke could have sworn he saw stars as he fisted the sheets. He felt a slight discomfort from the small intrusion but just seeing those lips stretched around his cock, bobbing and lapping up everything he could offer, made him hardly notice the second finger that came to join its brother.
“Does that feel good, lapin? Does it still feel like a dream?” he murmured darkly against Sasuke’s cock head, stabbing his fingers again into that greedy hole.
“I… Fuck… More… Harder!” growled out Sasuke incoherently, bucking his hips upwards only for a strong hand to force it back down.
“Such a greedy Lapin,” purred out Naruto, sliding Sasuke’s legs from his shoulder, so he could draw his head up to those panting lips. His two fingers started to scissor that quivering hole before he forced a third, barely lubricated digit. “Your bottom hole wants me and this hole, does it desire me to?” he asked tugging playfully at Sasuke’s bottom lip.
Sasuke was about to say ‘yes’ but could only make out a guttural cry as the vampire stabbed something inside him. Something that made him see sparks and almost made him black out. “Wh… what was that?” he gasped out raggedly, looking at
“That mon petit lapin, is called your prostrate,” chortled Naruto before he moved his head to devour Sasuke’s lips for the first time. His hot tongue stroke against Sasuke’s own before his bloodlust got the better of the ancient sovereign. And without hesitation Naruto bit down hard onto Sasuke’s bottom lip, a growl unfurling deep from him as he luxirated in the taste of copper ambrosia. His fingers continued to frantically pump inside Sasuke, occasionally stabbing his prostrate while the human tended to his own weeping cock.
But as soon as Naruto sunk his fangs into Sasuke’s bottom lip, it was the Uchiha’s undoing as he came with a muffled scream, his heels digging into the bed, body arching up against Naruto’s hard body. He could have sworn he’d black out for a minute or two, his limbs tingling in the afterglow. Sasuke could lay limply in Naruto’s arms, his own chin drenched in his own blood; lips wet with it as he watch the blond vampire finally drew up his handsome head pearl fangs, tinged pink with blood, flashing.
Sasuke’s heart throbbed painfully against his chest as he looked at his intoxicating monarch. His trembling fingers reached up after some difficulty to touch his scarred cheek. He should be horrified right now. Some part of him knew that he should be screaming or sobbing or even both at the sight of his own blood smeared across Naruot’s bottom lip but he could care less. He hated to admit it but it made the blonde look so damn hot and lethal at the same time. He couldn’t imagine ever wanting to escape from the blonde predator that lay comfortably on top of him.
“We are far from through little rabbit,” he murmured huskily against Sasuke’s throat, pressing a hot, bloody kiss against his creamy throat.
“P… Promise?” Sasuke asked feeling incredibly vulnerable.
“Of—” Naruto began to agree before his head jerked up suddenly and he looked around in alarm.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” Sasuke cried out. He had a bad feeling about this and wanted desperately for the blonde vampire to reassure him.
“Monsieur Sasuke it’s time to get up?” Naruto said in a female voice. His face looking worried even as he chirped happily to the frightened human.
“Wha?” Sasuke asked, brow wrinkled together as he tried to decipher what Naruto was trying to say.
“I said Monsieur Sasuke it’s time to get up,” the female voice insisted. He felt a hand other than Naruto’s lightly pat his cheek until he woke up with an inward groan, his eyes snapping open to peer into the cheery face of the inn keeper’s daughter.
A/N: I feel a bit lightheaded but I think this is a good place to let off. Yes, with a cliffie because I love teasing you guys just as much as I like teasing Sasuke-kun and Naruto. If you like it then please feel free to review. Naru-kun and I will be here to welcome you back.
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