Capture
Chapter 2/?
By: Lazuli
Naruto doesn't belong to me... ^_^ This chapter is dedicated to seki_yumizu for her awesome job in drawing for my story. ^^
~We've barely started...~
Naruto's eyes widened as Sasuke's word echoed through his head, and he struggled even more now, careful to jostle only his hands. He'd rip out the damn headboard if it came down to it, but the thought of damaging something already falling apart pained him. He didn't have that much furniture, after all, and what he did have wasn't in the best of condition.
And as nimble hands started unzipping the jacket Naruto wore, he again wasn't sure if he wanted to protest. The indignity of the situation, the idea of Sasuke catching him like this and using it to his advantage wanted to make him fight as hard as he could, but he hadn't been with Sasuke for so long—they'd both been busy and away from each other...and while they weren't an acknowledged ‘couple', even to themselves, Sasuke was the only one Naruto spent any amount of time with, and Naruto knew the same thing stood for Sasuke.
We're both kind of anti-social, I guess. It's no wonder we have problems. Although, I'm happy to say even with a bastard fox inside of me, I'm not as fucked up as Sasuke is. Sasuke was proving how messed up he was now, with the way he was edging Naruto's jacket off, and then staring down at Naruto as if he was something new and exotic—or a shiny new toy. The jacket couldn't come all the way off due to the constraints, so Naruto had to deal with it being bunched around his arms.
“You know, this isn't going to be fun if I can't respond.” Naruto tried to reason with Sasuke, to try and get him to let him go. He was all agreeable to having bedtime fun with Sasuke after he was freed, but he wasn't sure he wanted Sasuke to be able to do whatever he wanted to do to him. Not when he couldn't return the favor.
“I think I'll have plenty of fun.” Sasuke's voice wasn't exactly upbeat and cheerful, but there was a note of happiness there that was only present when Sasuke was at his creepiest. Like the smile he gave when driving his fist through Naruto's chest—or nearly blowing him to pieces, or beating the crap out of him... Naruto guess he'd have to add‘taking advantage of tied up best friend’to the list as well. “After all, it's not every day I get a present like this.”
Naruto made a face and edged his face away as far as he could manage, twisting his body away from Sasuke's. If he could get just enough leverage, he could push the other boy off of him, but Sasuke had already anticipated that and firmed his hold on Naruto. “Now, now—you'll have to behave for me, Naruto—or else I won't reward you later.” There was an audible heat in Sasuke's voice that Naruto automatically responded to, and he unconsciously licked his lips at the thought of what the ‘reward’ could be.
Please say its him untying me.
He didn't get a chance to voice his request as Sasuke chose that moment to cup Naruto’s face between his hands, dark eyes serious and trained on Naruto's blue ones. “Relax, dobe.” He murmured. “I told you—if you're a good boy and listen to me, I'll reward you.” His lips turned up slowly in a brief smile. “And believe me, you'll be begging for that reward before we go much farther.”
There was a promise in that gaze and the way hands tightened purposefully on barely exposed skin that had Naruto nodding, his mouth suddenly dry.“Is this a new type of game for you?” He managed to ask, glad that not all of his wits escaped him. “Acting like a kid again? You're a bit too old to be reaping the rewards for‘ninja capture.’”
Sasuke smirked. “Any game can be modified so that adults can take advantage of it.” He said smugly.“And this is going to be a very fun version of the game indeed.” The look on his face could almost be called a leer. “And definitely not for children.” A pause and another lingering look. “Do you want to play, Naruto? Or do you think you're not able to handle it?”
Naruto growled and glared at Sasuke, eyes narrowing. “I can handle anything you throw at me, bastard!” He hissed out. “Except when you’re acting like you've been reading too many of Kakashi-sensei's porn books or been possessed by Jiraiya's spirit. Submitting to you when I'm all tied up doesn't count as a challenge.”
Sasuke shook his head sadly, fingertips pushing up the tank top Naruto wore as he spoke. “You just don't know what it's like.” He murmured. “And I bet you couldn't handle being submissive and taking something like this. You're so damned determined to be loud and pushy and struggling all the time—don't you know that you should listen to someone who has the advantage over you?”
The shirt was pushed up by way of the jacket by this point. “It will turn out better in the end.” A gentle stroke over now-flushed cheeks. “Don't you want to see what it's like, Naruto?”
Naruto opened his mouth to give an angry retort, about to shout at Sasuke that he needed to up his dosage, to go see the therapist again, to find some girl to jump and get rid of his bondage-fantasies that way. But the other part of him was seriously wondering what it would be like. Fortunately, that part of him was drowned up by the dominant Naruto stepping on it, glaring and pouting that there could be some part of him that was willing to participate in such perverted activities. The protest never came though, and Sasuke's smile showed he was aware of his victory.
“So then...shall we get the rules explained?” He murmured.“Every game has its own rules, you know. Helps keep things nice and organized.” Naruto glared.
“It's not like I can do anything but just lay here, bastard!” He bit out. “I can't move, you're making my legs go numb and it'd serve you right if nothing worked because you cut off the blood flow.”
Sasuke chuckled, and this time the sound wasn't as surprising as it was before. “Silly little Naruto.” He murmured, combing his hands through Naruto's hair, smoothing out the tangles he found. “You just have to listen to me, follow my movements—“ He leaned down and whispered in Naruto’s ear. “And you'll see how much you ‘respond', dobe. If I can make you enjoy this more than anything else we've done, I win.”
Naruto swallowed uneasily at that, but he was up to the challenge. After all, how hard could it be to pretend to hate all this? He already didn't like the idea of being tied up so that a perverted Sasuke could do things to him. He glared at Sasuke as the dark-haired boy pulled away. "You're on, bastard."
Sasuke smirked and cupped his cheek lightly. "Oh, don't glare like an offended girl, dobe. It's not like you won't be getting anything out of this. I know you'll like this. You always seem to let yourself get tied up by people…like when we were gennin.""I tied you up first!" Naruto protested immediately, but a dark flush spread across his face as he realized how that sounded in his current situation. Next thing he knew Sasuke was going to say how he liked being tied up by Naruto, or how Naruto should enjoy this experience, since….
"Well, you obviously weren't smart enough to do anything but change into me." Sasuke scoffed. "You don't know what to do when you have someone tied up, do you?" The smiled was slow and could be called evil and unholy by some people. "I, on the other hand…know exactly what to do with you."
It was hard to sound dignified and haughty and sure of yourself when you were tied to a bed with your own hitai-ate, your jacket and shirt pushed around your wrists and your best friend kneeling with one leg inside yours, and an all too obvious sign of enjoyment. So Naruto couldn't actually dignify that with a response, although the way his eyes were darkening were a sign of his growing anger and the start of something else.
Not that I'd admit to a drug-deprived Sasuke that I'm kind of starting to like this. I mean…how often does Sasuke pay that much attention to me? Not for a long time, not since his pack of fangirls nearly lynched me that one time and Sakura tried to trick him into marriage…
His train of thought abruptly shut down when he felt warm lips over his neck, teeth barely nipping before moving onto another patch of skin. "You can't squirm away…" Warm breath moved in puffs over damp flesh. "You can't push me or pull me closer…I control everything this time, Naruto."
Sasuke always was a power-hungry, dominating bastard--but when he brought it past their normal 'let's beat the shit out of each other' on the training field and into the bedroom--now that was going a bit far, and Naruto told Sasuke as much. The only response he got was an amused laugh.
"Would you rather we did this on the training field for all to see?" He murmured into Naruto's skin, his hands stroking up and down Naruto's side, nails kneading lightly as his hands moved. "We could risk even more people coming around--Sakura or Kakashi-sensei--" He smirked as Naruto tensed underneath him. "And what about your little crew of followers? They might not come back here since I took over their so called mission--"
Naruto yelped when Sasuke bit down slightly, tongue lapping at the mark he made. The bastard picked up some weird, scary habits from that snake-bastard, I knew it!
"And you wouldn't want that to happen, now would you? Isn't it much better that I keep you here and make sure nobody comes by?" A spark of chakra and a few murmured words and Naruto's jacket and shirt fell away from his wrists, the ends charred off.
Ooh, now that's just going too far! I liked that jacket and it's not like shirts grow on trees!
"Oh, yes--save me from someone else acting all pervy with me." Naruto muttered sarcastically. "We can't let anyone else burn my clothes and molest me in my own home." There was a hint of a smile on his face. "You owe me a new jacket and shirt."
"Who says that's the only clothing I'll have to replace by the end of this?" Sasuke murmured lowly. Hands already were playing at the edge of Naruto's pants, toying with the waistband and the longest fingers slipping underneath to run along the strip of skin there.
"Just remember that payback's a bitch." Naruto said warningly.
Sasuke paused at that, one hand hovering over Naruto's chest, and the other ready to unbutton the top button on his pants. "Then let me make it something that you'll have to give revenge for."
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