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Love a Snake	By : Lady1Venus Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 384 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author’s Notes. This is the uncensored version from fanfiction.net and deviantART. I hope you all enjoy this and remember this is Oro/OC, so enjoy all the goodness my friend and I came up with.

Chapter 1: Again We Meet

Three years after meeting the stranger in the woods, Sarah never saw any sign from him again. Not that she paid much attention, except for the occasional thought. When she did think of him, it was always wondering if he was okay. Although, shortly after the thought would enter her mind, she'd crush it quickly before becoming angry. He had never thanked her, or informed her he was leaving. Then again, she didn’t wake when he left. Could he have put a genjutsu on her? It was the only explanation she could come up with as to why she wouldn’t have woken up. She had no idea just how stealthy he could be. She underestimated him.

However, in recent months, all thoughts of the mystery man were gone when more troubling events developed. People began to distance themselves from her and never gave her a real reason why. They kept saying they were busy, but Sarah had a feeling it was more than that. She was even beginning to get less and less missions.

Things were going very grim for her until she met a young man by the name of Buto. The two were quick to become friends, especially with how easy it was for him to make her laugh. The loss of her other friends didn’t seem to be as bad anymore with Buto around. Compared to her, Sarah estimated his height to be close to five foot nine. He had long, silvery hair, which was always in a braid, and bangs that framed his face. He was handsome and quite gentle with her.

He was even there for her the day she needed him most, when her father had died, which was nearly three weeks ago. If not for him, she might have gone crazy. Sarah was given time to grieve, though it took some time for the paperwork to go through.

One day, Buto had some unfortunate news to tell her. He was being sent out on a mission. The mission was going to take almost a month to complete, and it was considered to be an A-rank. Sarah didn’t think Buto had that high of a rank to be given something like that, but he had assured her he was a Jonin level ninja.

It had been two days since Buto left on his mission. Sarah was busy working in the underground arboretum, caring for some of the plants that were used for medicine. When she wasn't taking missions, her job at home was to tend the greenhouses. She missed her friend dearly, leaving her with no one to talk to.

It was a well lit space. The structure itself was larger than the Hokage tower. With no windows, specially designed artificial lighting were used, timed to mimic the sun and moon. Lush greenery filled the room; from overhead, down to the large potting benches and raised beds. While some were planted in their own pots. Various medicinal plants, herbs, spices, and even food were grown there. It being somewhat humid, a few of the panels on the roof were opened for ventilation.

Getting late now, the activity in the village had quieted down. Weeding the plants when she noticed a familiar chakra nearby, but this time stronger. She couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from at first. The last time she felt this chakra was the night she helped that man with the injured arms. But was it possible that he found out where she lived? She never gave her name, or said where she came from. How would he have been able to find her?

Sensing now that someone was behind her, Sarah lifted her head. She was quick to turn, narrowing her eyes. No one else was supposed to be coming near the greenhouse today, so who was her uninvited guest?

"Who's there?!" she demanded, pulling out a kunai, in the holster still on her right leg. "You can't fool me. I can sense your chakra, which means you're a shinobi."

A chill went up her spine as a silhouette was in view from the wall, where the intruder was shrouded partially in darkness. Someone could be seen leaning against it, arms crossed and one leg lifted with their foot against the wall.

A faint chuckle came from the shadows before the figure emerged, revealing a tall man with long, black hair and golden eyes. He wore a grin. It was none other than the snake nin of the Sound Village. "Don’t you remember me?"

Sarah stepped back, recognizing his voice from three years ago. He was now in perfect health and had full use of both his arms. What really got her attention though was his eyes. Seeing him now, she could tell he was much stronger than she ever gave him credit for.

"So this is what you look like in the light,” indicating she did remember him. “I see your arms have been healed." Keeping a steady hold on the kunai, but she was trembling. The man in front of her had the creepiest gaze, and his voice... she nearly shivered. He was no longer someone in need.

He remained silent for a moment, letting his presence sink in.

"What do you want?" she asked suddenly, taking another step back.

"Hmhm... you're not happy to ssee me?" He took a few steps toward her, grin still in place.

"Well don't get me wrong. That night I met you it was dark, and you were in a lot of pain. You don't even know me, nor did I give you my name, and yet you found my village." Sarah continued to take a few steps backward until her back hit the opposite wall. “How did you manage that?”

She then brought the kunai up close to her face, a sign she would fight if she had to. If only she knew what she was really up against.

Approaching her still. "Sssarah Senu, a kunoichi of the Village Hidden Underground. Am I right?" his smirk widened.

"H...how did you know?" her fear beginning to show. She tried to see if she could get away. Just by his chakra signature, and the way he held himself, it was evident this man was powerful. He was someone she never stood a chance with.

"So full of quesstions...,” he taunted. “It wasn’t that hard to find out." Reaching her now, he placed a hand on the wall just above her. His expression didn’t change as he looked down at her. "You still don't know who I am, do you?"

Sarah shook her head. "No," she replied, breath hitching in her throat. The hardest part for her was that she found his face and hair very attractive looking. It was just his eyes and voice that unnerved her. She gripped the kunai tighter and brought it between them. "I will defend myself."

“Yes, I can see that,” he chuckled. "However, do you honestly think you can win? Against a Sannin?" Reaching with his free hand, he grabbed her wrist, forcing it down to her side. His fingers tightened, not too hard so not to wound her but enough for her to see that he was in control, making her drop the kunai. "Have you heard of Lord Orochimaru?"

"Sannin?" Sarah blinked, then her eyes widened in horror. "Shit!" she gasped. "You're Orochimaru! The one who killed the Third Hokage!" Her heart sped up, taking several quick breaths. "That's why you were injured that night..." she whispered. "He did that to you before you killed him."

"Hmhm yes," he admitted, not letting go of her wrist. “The old man had it coming.” His grin only deepened sensing her fear. "You seem nervous, my dear. Perhapsss, this will help." With that, he leaned in, stealing a kiss.

Sarah suddenly lost all ability to speak as she felt his lips against hers. She tried to struggle, but with his hand around her wrist, it proved to be futile. Realizing this, she stopped struggling and allowed the man to kiss her. The most annoying thing for her though, was she actually liked the way he kissed her. His lips were firm but soft, causing her eyes to roll back into her head as a whimper released from her mouth.

Hearing the sound pleased him. He smirked against her lips. Kissing her more deeply, he wasted no time in the matter. His free hand went to her hip, pinning her to the wall. Her other arm fell loosely to her side, not noticing she now had an opening to escape... if she wanted to. His tongue licked along her lips. Not bothering to ask for permission before it then pushed its way into her mouth.

Sarah wanted so badly to bite down on it, but his tongue was quick to move within her mouth. There was no other option but to twine hers with his and let the kiss happen. She wanted to deny the fact she actually enjoyed his kiss. However, luck wasn’t on her side when, instead, she found herself kissing back on her own accord. And Orochimaru probably could see that. Sarah was a feisty fighter, and yet she was very submissive when it came to intimacy. Another small sound left her throat.

Feeling her kiss him back only encouraged him. Enjoying the noises she made, an idea came to mind. He wanted to hear more, for her to moan for him. Removing his hand from her hip, he pressed his lower body against her, causing another groan to escape. He didn’t stop there. With his now free hand, he brought it up to cup her breast, feeling her nipple hardening through her wrappings. He then stroked it with his index finger while he sucked on her tongue.

Sarah gave a muffled gasp in the kiss, which sounded a lot like a whimper of pleasure. Why was her body reacting to this man? He was groping her, raping her mouth, and yet she was allowing him, and even went as far as to kiss him back. What sort of influence did he have over her? Never before had she been like this with any of her past lovers. Her body was betraying her to a Sannin, a killer, and who could kill her without so much as a thought.

Finally, he broke the kiss, knowing she would need oxygen soon. His face still close to hers, his menacing grin in tact. “You are very attractive,” he breathed, not bothered by the lack of air.

Sarah took several deep breaths. Eyes remaining closed. Her heart pounding in her chest. She didn't want to open them for fear of his expression. His body was still very close to hers, and she could feel his breath against her face. Judging from the passionate kiss and his closeness, she knew where this was going. As much as she didn't want it to happen, he was too strong for her... was that why her body was responding to his advances? She wanted to fight this man, but he was going to do what he pleased, and there was nothing she could do to stop him. What she didn’t realize was that he had given her more than one opportunity to back out.

This was not how she wanted to spend her time off. The village leader had suggested for her to take a leave of absence to recollect her thoughts from her father’s death. Well, it turned out to be more of a demand than a request. She was supposed to be at home, packing for a trip away from the village, not working in the greenhouses.

Being on vacation, she wasn't even dressed in her usual clothing either. She was wearing a tan coloured, wrap around dress, held together by a sash loosely tied at her waist. Remembering that, dread filled her heart. Even with her eyes closed, she could feel his eyes were all over her.

Seeing how she was dressed only excited him more, licking his lips. The hand on her breast drifted lower, cupping her clothed warmth between them. He proceeded to lick down the side of her neck, trying to arouse her further.

Sarah gasped once again. "St-op!" she rasped out, but her tone didn't sound at all convincing. A moan followed shortly after as she felt him so close to her heated core. She wanted to release tears, but nothing on her body was working properly. "Please..." she begged. "..Don't do this..."

Ignoring her pleas, his hand lifted from her center only to pull on the sash, allowing her dress to fall open. The hand on the wall moved away, permitting him to step back, taking in her near nakedness. By using his tongue, he extended it out, going down to the floor, where it wrapped around the kunai she had dropped. The slick organ then retracted back into his mouth so that his hand could take the weapon.

With it, he brought it up so that the tip touched the top of her chest in a feather like touch. She gave a chilled gasp, feeling the cold steel so close to her. Her heart was beating so fast, she thought it was going to burst out of her chest. He slowly slid the blade downward. Knowing very well how deadly the weapon was, he carefully sliced the wrapping that bound her breasts into place, making sure it didn’t nick her smooth skin.

Inch by inch, the bindings loosened from around her rib cage, fleshy mounds released from their constricting material. The treatment he showed was very delicate while observing his work. They soon became unbound as the sliced wrapping fell to the floor, leaving her open to his hungry gaze. His tongue stretched out again, this time to flick the end of her nipple, wanting to play with it.

Sarah then gave a wail, feeling his tongue against the sensitive bud. Her face flushed, wishing now she wore more restricting clothing. Tears finally leaking out, from the tortured pleasure as well as the fear of having the blade near her.

"Nooo...." she whimpered, wanting these feelings to stop. For some reason she was getting turned on at the idea of being dominated. Usually she was the dominatrix, but not this time, and because of that she was getting very well aroused. Her own core was producing moisture, something he could easily feel.

"Hmhm," he hummed, seeing her reactions. Sliding his tongue back into his mouth, he gave her a grin. Not once had she opened her eyes to see the evil smile he made. “I think you are greatly enjoying this.”

“Nooooo…” she whimpered again, wanting to deny the truth.

He lightly chuckled under his breath. Taking the kunai, he sliced the rest of her bindings with care, allowing him to see her entire body. He licked his lips once more as if he found the sight appetizing. His long tongue reached out again and slithered downward, giving a small teasing lick between the lips of her vagina. He remained standing, looking into her face, watching with amusement as her features contoured into pleasure. If she really wanted out of the situation, all she had to do was open her eyes to see he was giving her ample time to free herself.

Sarah felt his tongue travel downward, but there was a slight problem. Why was she still able to feel his breathing against the skin of her flushed face? She opened her eyes long enough to see his tongue extend down her belly and towards its goal.

"Oh god!" she cried the second she felt his tongue touch. She should have felt completely appalled knowing his tongue could do that but she wasn't. In fact, it aroused her more. With her body still pinned to the wall, all she could do was shift around and moan. His tongue then circled the hole before entering, tasting her sweet juices.

She clenched her hands into fists trying to close her legs, but she seemed to lose all strength to move them. All she could do was stand there, experiencing the unwanted pleasure. Her breathing became labored as she yelled out.

"OH god!" she cried again, head thrashing back and forth from the immense sensations. She was now very close to climaxing, stomach coiled up in pleasure. His tongue then went deeper, thoroughly licking the walls within.

"Aaaah!" she panted. "Please! Stop! Too much!" Each word was ended with a moan. Who knew someone his age could give pleasure so well.

It was then she felt the dam was about to break. "I'm about to..." she panted trying to squirm away. Wanting the pleasure to stop because she was about to orgasm. It was going to be a powerful one, like none that she had before.

He didn't stop. His tongue continued to pleasure her. Being the type of shinobi he was, Orochimaru had the ability to speak perfectly even when his tongue was hanging out. He leaned his head forward, making her breasts feel the side of his tongue. "Then by all means... let go," he said in a low hiss in her ear.

Hearing those words did it for her. She climaxed hard all over his tongue with a scream. What escaped around the wet muscle ran down her legs, leaving her limbs completely wobbly. If not for him holding her up against the wall with his body, she was sure to have fallen.

His tongue licked up her juices hungrily before retracting back into his mouth. “You have a very exquisite taste, my dear. But this is not over yet.”

While trying to calm herself down, she heard every word he said and knew his words rang true. She could feel his erection against her body. “Noooo…” she whimpered.

“Why fight what your body craves?” he asked, smirking. In one swift movement he grabbed both of her arms and moved her to the top of a nearby table, pinning her again. The dress she wore slid off her arms, falling to the floor before she even reached the table. With one hand he opened his own robes to reveal his hard member. Lining himself up, he rubbed the head against her hole to trigger any remaining lust within her.

She was still reeling over having the best orgasm in her life to pay too much attention to her being pulled away from the wall. It was only when she felt her back press against a table, did she finally take notice. She looked up with half lidded eyes, just in time to see him reveal his member. Her eyes widened. The time had come. Even now, her own legs began to spread further apart allowing him in.

"Please..." she pleaded quietly. She didn't know if the plea was meant for him to stop or him to continue.

Moving in closer, he slid her to the edge of the table. Unable to wait any longer. He inserted the head, feeling it enter her warm body. His eyes closed in ecstasy, feeling her soft walls engulf him. He didn’t push in immediately, as he didn’t want to hurt her, but wasn’t going slow either. He knew she was no stranger to sex, however from the tightness he felt, he knew it had been some time since her last.

Once he was sheathed all the way in, straight to the back wall at her cervix, he felt complete. He rested a moment to allow her the chance to get used to the intrusion of a man’s penis once again. When he thought that she had enough time to adjust, he slid his hips back, nearly pulling his member out, and then only to push it back in. He kept repeating the process over and over, going a little faster every few thrusts.

Up until now he kept his thrusts short, but now he wanted to get a better feeling. He pushed in a little deeper picking up a little more speed. A low hiss of pleasure left his own throat this time as her body continued to consume him.

She released a low moan of pleasure herself, as her breasts began to bounce from his thrusts. He was filling her up like no man ever could. It was completely thrilling to her, but at the same time she felt humiliated. He was able to turn her into mush so easily right in her own village.

"Orochimaru..." she moaned, surprising herself hearing his name roll off her tongue.

A deep grin spreading across his face. Leaning over her while he continued to thrust, nearly all of him in her now.

Sarah clenched her eyes shut as she felt him go deeper than she ever thought possible. When he had hit her back wall the first time, she was still reeling over her orgasm to pay attention. No one had ever been able to go so deep in her and now here was someone who could.

She gave another loud moan as she actually thrust against him, pushing him fully to the hilt.

Orochimaru was mildly surprised she would allow herself to take him even deeper, but it gave him an immense feeling of satisfaction, knowing she was enjoying herself even if she didn’t want to. He let out another low hiss with his exhales he began to pick up the pace.

Sweet sounds continued to escape Sarah, hating herself for liking it. Each time Orochimaru would thrust upward, she would give another moan, slightly louder than the last. The look on her face completely betrayed her mind.

Hitting her sweet spot, going as fast as he could. He was getting closer to finally releasing all of his pent up sexual frustration. He had no desire to become a parent, but already knew she was on some sort of birth control. And even if she wasn’t, he really didn’t care either way, he was going to release inside. He wanted to send his seed throughout her entire insides.

She began thrashing her head once more, feeling herself reaching her peak. "Oh god! Not again!" she cried out as she grabbed onto the first thing she could, which was his arms. She was in too much bliss to see just how bad of a situation she was putting herself in.

This only pleased him more. He hit the spot again, knowing it would send her over the edge.

"Oh god! Oh God! OH GOD!" Sarah screamed as her climax hit her like a tsunami, even stronger than the first time with his tongue. Her breathing was very labored and her body became limp as she rode out her climax.

Hearing her scream, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He picked up the pace, thrusting hard and fast until finally it was too much for him. He gave a hard thrust, resting the tip straight against the entrance of her cervix. His seed then exploded, drenching her walls in his sperm.

Sarah wanted to squirm away from him when she began to feel him release inside her, but she was too weak to do anything but lay there on the table. Her legs had slipped off from around Orochimaru's waist. Her entire body had gone completely numb. The only thing that let the man know she was conscious was her constant heavy breathing and how she was slowly moving her head, blinking trying to clear her vision.

Catching his breath as he pulled out, his member falling limp. His seed dripped from the entrance of her vagina, causing him to smirk to return. Looking around, he saw there was a box of tissues. He took several, wiping himself clean before he covered up with his robe.

Leaning over her once more, his smirk turned to a menacing grin. "You're mine now," he whispered in her ear, while she continued to pant. Before she could react he had her pinned again. His tongue wrapping around her neck tightly, cutting off her air supply.

The attack was so sudden, Sarah never even had time to calm her breathing. On instinct, her hands went up to try and pry the slimy organ off of her while trying to gasp for a breath, unable to give a scream in terror. But it was useless. She began to see spots in her vision from lack of air. Eventually her entire body stopped moving. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as they closed. Her hands slipped away from the tongue as she went completely lax.

Once she was unconscious, he released his hold on her and removed his tongue, allowing air to go back into her lungs. His intention was not to kill her, only to render her comatose for transport. He had great plans in mind. "Hmhm," he hummed, entertained by the thought.

Leaving her on the table, he went over to pick up her dress that had fallen from they're 'activities.' Carefully, he redressed her as best as he could, since her wrappings were nothing but ribbons on the floor. Once dressed, he took her into his arms, cradling her head against his shoulder. Just then, he felt several chakra signatures heading in his direction. He gave a scowl before making his way out of the room, not caring about what sort of evidence was left behind.
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