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The Submissive Dominant	By : Daydreamer79 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 11740 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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I don’t own Naruto nor make money from it

Warnings: see first chapter for entire story warnings.

The Submissive Dominant

Part Three

Sasuke was in shock of the worst kind. He was blasted straight from his comfort and into a realm out of his control. His body continued to shake uncontrollably and all he could think of was getting away. He needed to be away from Naruto. He needed to be away from what he was being forced to feel against his volition.

He was lost on a sea of uncontrollable waves crashing against him, wearing him down bit by bit until he was nothing and no one. The only feeling of reality was the hot and sticky cum plastering his pants to his crotch--his embarrassment. How could he have become so focused on Naruto? How had he allowed the other to pull him into a near subspace sense of emotion?

His hands shook as he released Izumo from his bonds and assisted in his clean up. His gentle touches were welcome but he felt separate from his body. He worked on almost autopilot while providing basic aftercare. His mind continued to spin. He could feel them upon him--the eyes that commanded him so easily. His body continued to burn beneath the heated gaze. He needed to get away from them before he lost some part of himself. Perhaps it was the coward’s way out, but with him so conflicted, he couldn’t think of another way.

People awaited him outside the room. Could they see? Were they able to see how out of control he was? A Dom was supposed to hold the utmost control in a scene--in life. He took on the control of both participants. The submissive gave up his control and the dominant took up the slack. A perfect balance needed to be maintained between both in order for a true bonding.

“Sasuke!” called one of the watchers. They wanted to talk. He rarely performed publicly. Of course they wanted to talk to him.

He ignored them, pushing through with as much restraint as he could muster. He kept his eyes focused on the route before him. He needed out. He couldn’t deal with strangers. He couldn’t deal with Itachi and he most certainly didn’t want to deal with Naruto.

People milled about around him. Some chatted about everyday things while others role played in mild dominance and submission. Unattached submissives lowered their eyed demurely while his fellow Dom’s stepped aside as if realizing he wasn’t in the mood for talking. He just wanted to get out. Tonight was a mistake. He wasn’t ready to be in the public yet.

The exit and elevator loomed before him. He was nearly free. He could escape and wallow in his self-pity in the safety of his home. Why had he given into Naruto’s blatant taunt? He wasn’t that weak.

He was just reaching for the button to call the lift when a hand wrapped around his bicep. Almost immediately he spun around, fury in his eyes. No one had any right to touch him without his permission. Even the submissives had that right regardless of whether or not they were in a relationship.

Instantly blue eyes met those of obsidian--staring deeply and with determined intent. Time froze around them and Sasuke fought the shudder threatening to engulf him as he stood beneath the strength of the gaze. He opened his mouth to order the release of his arm, only to have Naruto lift a hand to stroke his smooth cheek.

“Was tonight for me?” asked Naruto in a teasing, almost lilting voice.

Sasuke snapped his jaw shut and glared as best he could. His jaw ached under the pressure as his mind searched for words appropriate enough for a reply. “It was for me and only me.”

Tan lips lifted in a smirk and the blond head tilted. “Is that so?”

“Yes, it is fucking so.” Sasuke jerked his arm only to have the fingers tighten around his flesh. His arms were too thick for Naruto to fully wrap his hands around but what he did grasp, he wasn’t letting go of. He was trapped in a grasp and while his mind balked, his body was apparently all too willing to be ensnared.

“Why are you so upset? Didn’t you do what you came here for? Izumo seemed pleased. I think perhaps he was hoping for more but what you gave was enough for him to be satisfied.” Naruto’s voice wasn’t angry, upset, or dominating. He spoke as if they were having a normal conversation.

Naruto kept him off balance. One moment they spoke as if they were ordinary people speaking of ordinary things, the next minute he was being tugged in directions outside his natural state of comfort. It left him a mixture of anger and frustration to which there seemed to be no easy cure. Even after the scene he’d hoped would balance him once more, he was left even more frustrated and decidedly unsatisfied.

Sasuke could do no other than glare at Naruto as an outlet for at least the anger part of his swirling emotions. “You know exactly why I’m upset.”

“Do I?” inquired Naruto with a smile.

He couldn‘t believe what he was hearing. The man wasn‘t an idiot--no matter how much he played at it. “Yes, you fucking do!”

Naruto cocked his head to one side and blinked almost innocently at Sasuke. For the barest minimum of a moment, he wondered if Naruto had watched him. He wondered if the Naruto marking him without ever touching him had been the same Naruto standing before him with an almost boyish look on his face.

The flash of something in the blue eyes sealed the deal. Suddenly his body was relaxing under the now stroking fingers. Naruto wasn’t forcing him to submit. He wasn’t breaking him by demanding he submit--forcing him to bend to his will as was a natural state for a Dom to do. Naruto’s actions were much more subtle--ones Sasuke had no defenses against.

“You don’t really want to go, do you?” Naruto’s hand left his bicep, freeing him to do as he pleased…and also binding him where he stood.

He could leave at any moment, yet he chose to stay. There was no way he could leave while under the spell of the large blue eyes. He was trapped much as a deer in headlights, blinded by the light. Naruto had him nearly at his mercy, a situation which was new to Sasuke…and frightening.

“I’m not what you are wanting,” stated Sasuke in a hoarse voice.

Naruto’s lips lifted in a small smirk. “Can you read my mind?”

“No.”

“Then how do you know what I want?” asked Naruto quietly.

Naruto’s voice poured over Sasuke, making him shiver faintly. There was such potential power in his voice if he choice to utilize it. Even while speaking in such a calming manner, small threads of it wove through him. They urged Sasuke to bend beneath him, to bare his neck to the alpha beast. Each temptation beat away at the firm wall he’d built around himself, tearing away at the stones bit by bit. It wasn’t ready to fall, but under constant onslaught it would eventually collapse.

“I know.” It was becoming too dangerous for Sasuke, yet he was unable to move away. If Naruto moved…if he asked him to stay…

“Stay with me. I won’t make you do anything you don’t want.” Naruto’s hand lifted again, his knuckles running over a pale cheek with the utmost care. “I promise.”

Sasuke shivered visibly as he prepared to refuse what Naruto promised with both his eyes and lips. His lips opened to refute the offer but nothing escaped. His vocal cords were frozen under the other’s intense gaze. He wanted to stay. By all that was holy, he longed for more of the gentle touches he was receiving. It had been so long since such strokes were offered to him.

There was no dominance or submission, only offering and taking of care. It soothed his soul, easing it for the first time in several days…perhaps longer. The frustration and annoyances of the past several days began to drift away on the tide and he leaned into the touch, seeking more of the warmth it offered.

“Stay with me.”

Naruto’s hand drifted down until fingers linked with Sasuke’s. “Stay.”

Sasuke’s gaze dropped to stare at where their hands were linked. He felt adrift on an ocean with no ability to discern direction. His only connection to life was the hand gripping his. Naruto’s tanned hand with long tapered fingers seemed strange linked with his paler skin tone.

Naruto gave a tug, drawing Sasuke from his musings. He could have fought. He could have pulled back and pressed the button to call the lift. It was obvious Naruto wouldn’t have fought him. He wasn’t going to force Sasuke to follow him. It would be Sasuke himself who paved the road to his own damnation.

Sasuke didn’t fight. He couldn’t. He was enthralled but held onto enough of his sanity to question the other’s motives. “I’m not your sub.”

Naruto grinned and pulled Sasuke along with him towards the previously vacated club. “I didn’t ask you to be.”

Not in so many words, perhaps. Sasuke swallowed, but allowed himself to be lead through the crowds. Several people glanced at them curiously. It was well known amongst the regulars of Naruto’s status as house Dom and of Sasuke’s well known past as a Dom. That wasn’t to say they couldn’t have a vanilla relationship while handling their own subs, but the inevitable ‘but’ would always come into play if one knew either of them. They were both too possessive to ever allow the other to play with others even if they couldn‘t completely satisfy each other. Knowing Naruto for barely a day was enough of proof to know someone would be bending and possibly breaking if they continued to dance around the fire they both seemed drawn to.

“Dance with me.” The words weren’t necessarily an order, though they held a hint of dominance hidden beneath the husky voice which brokered no refusal. Sasuke let it slide for now. He wasn’t sure he wanted to end their encounter on such an easy note. He knew Naruto was testing him and refused to give into the barely hidden command.

“Don’t you have to work?” asked Sasuke as Naruto tugged his hand.

Naruto shook his shaggy head of blond locks. “Not tonight. Tonight is for me.”

Sasuke resisted the tug, earning himself a small look demanding his obedience. The reversal of the very words Sasuke had said minutes earlier sounded somehow different coming from Naruto’s tongue.

Naruto’s gaze dropped so that he stared at Sasuke with his strangely bright sapphire blue eyes. Some internal part of Sasuke quivered beneath the look, bending beneath the gaze. He fought the urge to drop his gaze, instead forcing their eyes to lock. “Shouldn’t you be advertising yourself or something for a night when you are working? If you keep pursuing me, your business might decline.”

Naruto grinned and tugged Sasuke out onto the intimate dance floor as the DJ started a new song. The music wasn’t blazingly as in Purgatory but still loud enough to dance to. A few submissives danced together along with the occasional Dom and sub. Most didn’t come to Hell for the music though it was better than some of the generic clubs scattered across town.

Naruto didn’t seem to mind that the dance floor wasn’t jamming. Unlike the nonchalant attitude Naruto seemed to have towards public dancing, Sasuke tended to like loosing himself in the crowd. Being with Naruto on the dance floor nearly insured his place in everyone’s gaze. Even without their known profiles, both were stunningly attractive and would draw gazes wherever they went regardless of the locale.

Hands placed themselves upon his hips, forcing his body to follow in a gentle swaying motion. He fought the urge to move away while at the same time battled to keep from moving closer. He was torn between his need to be gentled and his need to fight back. It was disconcerting in many ways.

Naruto only tightened his hands at the stiff motion, forcing Sasuke to keep the rhythm. It was difficult at first, allowing his body to be led in a dance. His instincts still blared at him to move away before he was even more ensnared than he currently was.

“Don’t fight me,” purred Naruto. He tugged Sasuke even closer so that his breath ghosted over Sasuke’s nape in warm heat.

“I’m not,” argued Sasuke with a glare while he attempted to ground himself--a difficult thing with Naruto’s fingers inching under his tight shirt to play along the skin at his waist in a strangely soothing manner. The fingers teased around his hips where the tight leather hung, shadowing the hollows just inside the slight inward curve of his hip bone.

Naruto placed a kiss on the tip of Sasuke’s ear. “Yes, you are. If you were my sub, I would punish you for such an act. You would beg to return to my good graces.”

Sasuke flushed from the tips of his ears down to the flats of his feet. Naruto punishing anyone would be a sight to behold and for a sub, it would be an unforgettable experience. Naruto mastered people so easily with minimum effort. Even Sasuke was falling under the strength of his spell. “But I’m not you’re sub.”

Naruto growled low in Sasuke’s ear and bit down gently on the shell. The unspoken ‘not yet’ hung heavily in the air.

Suddenly Sasuke stiffened with understanding. Naruto was marking him. It wasn’t a physical mark but one visible to all just the same. He was making sure people saw him with Sasuke. They would stay away. Even the house subs knew better than play with another sub without the knowledge and permission of the Dom and in all their eyes, Naruto was the more dominant between the two.

Sasuke made a move to leave, only to have Naruto pull him tight against him. “Stay.”

He wanted to. God, he wanted to. Heat burned every spot Naruto touched him. He wanted to be owned but he couldn’t let go of the need to be in control. It terrified him. What Naruto could make him do, terrified him. He couldn’t give up his hard earned control--not for Naruto or anyone.

“What are you afraid of?” Naruto’s palms flattened on Sasuke’s stomach, rubbing gentle circles on the flesh while his tongue flicked out at intervals to tease the shell of his ear. It was both a calming and arousing action.

“Nothing,” hissed Sasuke as the hands drifted lower to cup and gently rub the bulge having formed there.

Sasuke growled threateningly over his shoulder. This was getting a little too uncomfortable, mainly because he wanted him to continue and was very close to begging for it.

Naruto’s palm continued its rubbing. The sensation sent pleasurable shots of pleasure up Sasuke’s spine, making the heat build from a small ember into a burning wildfire. His neck arched back and fell against Naruto’s shoulder.

Naruto glanced at Sasuke‘s face and released a low groan. “You look so amazing. You should see how the others are watching you. They want to be where I am. They want to own you.”

Sasuke’s head shot up and his gaze roamed the area just off of the intimate dance floor. What Naruto said was true. A small crowd of people had gathered to watch them on the dance floor. Looks of both lust and envy dripped from the gazes. Whether they wanted him or Naruto was a question he couldn’t answer.

Sasuke was jerked abruptly from his heated fantasy world and surprising contentment. The looks being directed in his direction reminded him why he disliked being the center of attention. Waves of anxiety rushed through him and all the pleasure he’d been feeling was being forced from him by the gazes of strangers.

He jerked from Naruto’s grip and stormed from the floor in the direction of the bathroom. He slammed open the door and sent a glare towards the two men standing at the urinals. The look was enough to force both men to finish up quickly and exit with little more than a quick shake of their package before tucking it away and leaving Sasuke alone. He stood panting in front of the sink and mirror. His breath came in and out rapidly, his eyes afraid to be lifted. He wasn’t sure he wanted to see himself.

Lifting his gaze, he couldn’t prevent the startled gasp from escaping. He’d never seen himself look that way. His eyes were wide and full of indecision. His bangs partially obscured his face, but not enough to hide his expression. Traces of arousal remained in his dilated pupils and flushed cheeks. His lips were soft and damp, just asking to be devoured by another. Months before, if he’d seen a man who looked as he did now, he would spend no time coming forward and claiming him as his own.

Neji had never held such a look on his face. Neji had never needed. He’d known what he’d wanted and taken what was given him by Sasuke or anyone else.

The look on Sasuke’s face said different about himself. He needed something he wasn’t fully capable of understanding. He knew what Naruto wanted. He knew what Neji or any submissive wanted. Left alone with his thoughts, Sasuke was unable to say with any certainty what he wanted for himself.

He heard the door open and shut with a quiet click. The turning of the lock went nearly unnoticed. He knew who had joined him. There was only one man would come to him as he was.

“Why did you run?”

Dark eyes slid to where Naruto leaned calmly against the closed door. What answer could he give that would satisfy Naruto when he had no idea what he wanted? He wasn’t capable of being what Naruto seemed to think he was. “Don’t.”

Sasuke closed his eyes for the briefest of moments to strengthen his resolve. “Don’t try it.”

“Sasuke, I told you I wouldn’t force you to do something you weren’t comfortable with.” Naruto pushed away from the door and stepped close enough Sasuke could smell the mint on his breath and sweat on his skin. The mixture was a tantalizing scent. “Relax.”

A slender tan hand reached and grasped Sasuke’s, fingers drifting over the prominent bones at the wrist before settling over the fluttering pulse. “Your heart is racing.”

Sasuke swallowed and stared at where they were joined. There was no one here. No one was watching them. It was only the two of them. He wasn’t sure, but he felt less relieved by those circumstances.

“What do you want, Sasuke?” Naruto’s thumb stroked over the thrumming pulse. “Has anyone ever asked you that?”

No one had. In all his life, no one had ever asked what he wanted. Neji had never asked, only had expectations of what he desired from their relationship despite Sasuke being the Dom. Naruto asked and Sasuke was unsure what to tell him. He didn’t know what he wanted or how to ask even if he did.

Naruto’s free hand lifted to run across Sasuke’s lower lip in a quick brush. “Would you like me to show you? All you have to do is ask.”

Sasuke visibly swallowed and thought on the question. If there was every a loaded question… All he had to do was ask? What if he didn’t know the answer? He floundered for his mind--trying to take a step back from himself before he began panicking at the gentle touches.

“I can take care of you. No one has ever done that for you, have they?” Naruto hand slid up into inky black locks and tightened threateningly.

The feeling sent him reeling out. How did he know? The feeling of the fingers pulling his head back and forcing his neck outward was something he’d never thought he would experience in such a way. All he could do was shake his head negatively in answer to Naruto’s question.

There was a banging on the bathroom door. Both men ignored the sound--blocking out everything in favor of the small universe they were both standing within. Sasuke felt himself bending beneath the touch. His mind revolted against the touch of another in such a forceful and domineering way; his soul revealed in the possibility of being free to experience all he’d never even allowed himself to consider.

He knew he couldn’t be like this with anyone else. No one else would be able to bend his spirit without trying to break him beyond repair. He wanted to give in. He wanted this to continue. And he wanted it to end. He wanted the safety he’d felt before. He wanted his control.

Naruto stared into his eyes, not blinking. His fingers clenched reflexively in the inky locks before loosening. “You’re not ready yet.”

The tan fingers slid slowly through the locks. The sensation sent a wave of disappointment through Sasuke. He refused to allow Naruto to see how much he longed for the fingers to return to their clenching of his hair so it pulled at his scalp in the wonderful almost painful manner.

He opened his mouth but nothing escaped save for the quietest of whimpers. The sound had Naruto smirking faintly. “But almost.”

“I’m not going to bend to you,” grated out Sasuke hoarsely as he finally found his voice.

Naruto shrugged a broad shoulder and pressed Sasuke into the sink. “We’ll see.”

Sasuke wasn’t sure how his leg was lifted without his body fighting. The supple leather slid tightly against his crotch to press into his renewed erection. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Hmph,” rumbled Naruto as his hand pressed into the hardened flesh. “It’s got to be hot and sticky in your pants.”

Sasuke’s growl turned into a cut off moan. His teeth clenched and he fought for his slipping control. “You need to…”

“Stop? I don’t think so. That’s not what you really want, is it?” Naruto bit down on Sasuke’s chin with just enough force to bring a moan to his lips once more.

Naruto’s hand began to rub with more force and intent. Every passing moment brought Sasuke closer and closer to the edge only to have Naruto slow his touch and bring him down once more. It was infuriating and arousing. Naruto was playing his body like an instrument.

The touches grew more and more insistent. Sasuke could feel the orgasm teasing the base of his spine. He was close. A few more moments and he would tumble over the edge; a few more touches were all it would take. His teeth sunk into his lower lip to keep from pleading for the final push over the edge.

“Ask me for it.” Naruto’s voice rumbled loudly in his ear.

No! He refused. He wouldn’t do it. No one else was going to be master over his pleasure. He bit down even hard on his lip only to have the touch all but disappear as he neared the point of no return.

“Finish it,” he ground out.

“Ask me.” Naruto nibbled teasingly along Sasuke’s jaw. “Beg for it or I walk away.”

He could just allow Naruto to walk away and finish himself. It would be an orgasm. It would release the pent up lust Naruto had built inside Sasuke. It would be an easy chore; merely a stroke or two and then it would end.

He’d had every intention of telling Naruto to fuck off. Every intention…and it was lost on the wind. The end was so close that Sasuke’s mind was fogged with enough lust to give in. Perhaps that was Naruto’s plan all along. Who could resist giving in if placed in an identical situation?

“Please…” Sasuke whined in a voice he didn’t even recognize. “Finish me.”

Triumph blazed across Naruto’s features. His eyes twinkled darkly and his hand slid down the zipper to reveal Sasuke’s moist arousal. Pre-cum slid down the tip which was an angry red.

He ran a finger up to the tip where pearls of clear liquid were collecting before sliding the thick shaft. Capturing some of the droplets, he brought them to his lips. The sight had Sasuke groaning pitifully as another shot of electricity shot up his spine and additional droplets began to spill from the tip.

“Please…” he groaned again. As the saying went, ‘In for a penny, in for a pound.”

The utterance of the word seemed to please Naruto even more. His hand circled the shaft at the base and slowly slid up the shaft, pausing to flick his thumb over the head in a slow, sensual motion.

Sasuke gave a shout, his body tightening in anticipation for a very pleasant ending. If it wasn’t so pleasing, he might have been embarrassed at how easily Naruto pushed him up the cliff and then over the edge. Cum continued to pulse from him in a series of waves. Even after the fluid stopped, his body kept up with the spasms.

His fingers gripped at the forearms, nails tearing through the skin until his body gave one final shudder and collapsed half on the sink and half on Naruto. His breath continued to come in and out in a rapid tandem. He didn’t have the energy to fight the other, simply using him as a way to keep aloft.

“Good boy,” whispered Naruto into Sasuke’s hair.

Sasuke was opening his mouth to angrily turn on the other when the bathroom door slammed open and Itachi stood there with an annoyed look until he realized who was standing pressed against the sink. His annoyance turned to demonic glee which most likely rivaled Satan himself. There were times when Sasuke considered Itachi the devil. Today was definitely one of those days.

“If you two needed a little private time, I would have lent out my office. You didn’t have to barricade yourselves in the men’s restroom.” Itachi’s words sent embarrassment and realization through Sasuke. He shoved Naruto away and quickly tucked himself into his pants before he could say anything.

Itachi allowed Sasuke to storm past him without saying another word before leveling a gaze on Naruto. “It’s about time someone had enough balls to take the stick from Sasuke’s ass. I’m glad I was right about you.”

Itachi sniffed a bit and sent a glare around the room before coughing lightly. “Genma, please make your presence known before you are locked in the bathroom with two men going at it. I’m not sure Sasuke would have appreciated knowing you were hiding in the toilet while jacking off to the two of them.”

The door to one of the stalls opened after the flushing of the toilet and revealed one of the regulars. “You’re fucking crazy. I would have risked life and limb to watch that show. I only wish I could have had a better seat. Most of the time I could only see Naruto’s ass.”

Itachi sighed heavily and turned to leave the area. Naruto sent a glare in Genma’s direction with a warning that he’d better not catch the other lurking in the men’s bathroom again.

To be continued…

AN: Thank you for the comments. They are much appreciated. I'm sorry for the wait but I've had more important things to work on than this story. I hope the wait wasn't too bad. Comments are more than welcome. Thank you.

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