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To Tame an Uchiha	By : Dana-Eliza Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Another really long chapter, so prepare! This is all the party and now we're working hard on the next chapter ^^
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Night-Being
Dana-Eliza
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'Why are you even taking that Uchiha brat with you, Deidara? We're only going to be late because of him.'
The car smoothly slid down the streets, the chauffeur effortlessly steering the limousine through narrow streets as if it were a Smart. With eyes casted out the window, Deidara watched the streets disappear, following roads he once had seen often. It was obvious Sasori would complain about being late, just because Deidara had decided to bring someone. There was no reason to complain, because they had left in time and getting early to a party like this was not good for one's image, which Sasori was aware of. The guy was just so used to complaining, that he couldn't stop himself.
Big iron gates opened up in front of them, revealing a house bigger than the one Deidara grew up in. The Uchihas were a wealthy family and Deidara was aware Sasuke came from money. The pretty boy could've offered him money, instead of going through with this party, but the boy had his pride it seemed. They would've drive far up the driveway, the car needing to stay partially hidden among the plants at the edge of the garden. Not that it was easy to hide a limo. The only benefit they had was the black paint, the evening darkness shadowing it enough.
'The pretty boy will be in time. He understands that making a good impression from the start is important, and we are not late yet. Except if you rather walk in on an empty ballroom, forced to greet everyone who comes in after you,' Deidara muttered to Sasori and shot him a small glare, unfazed by the dark mood Sasori sheltered himself in. 'Now if you'll excuse me,' Deidara added, opening the door to let himself out and wait for Sasuke outside. Being stuck in here with his colleague was not something Deidara was in the mood for.
The asphalt below his feet crunched slightly. It still glistened from the rain from a few hours prior, giving the road a nice shine. Leaning back against the car, Deidara waited for Sasuke there, fingering a small box inside his jacket's pocket.
Sasuke adjusted his tie one last time, making sure the piece of cloth was settled perfectly around his neck and under the collar. He had heard the car only a few seconds ago and was now giving a last glance at his image inside the tall mirror. Everything fitted perfectly, like always. He peeked out of the window, checking for the rain and saw Deidara already standing in front of the black limousine. Better not make his master wait then. Sasuke wasn't the one who would stall behind the door just to be two or three casual minutes late. He strode confidently through the almost empty house and then pushed the massive main door open. He made sure his pace was prompt but not hasty, steps firm but not too quick.
The deep onyx eyes measured Deidara carefully. Sasuke had already seen his master shirtless and also in casual clothing, and he knew Deidara could pull off any kind of outfit with enviable perfection. Today wasn't any different. The black suit embraced Deidara's flawless figure like second skin, lining all the right places. Shirt of the same colour elegantly merged into it and gave space for the crimson tie to shine and resonate with Deidara's blue eyes. Add the sinfully beautiful golden hair and all Sasuke could think of now was that Deidara looked like an angel in disguise.
Sasuke stopped in front of him, soft smirk playing on his lips. This was the man to whom Sasuke would belong to tonight. He could die tomorrow and his life would be perfect. 'Good evening... master?' he said smoothly, raising his voice at the end of the greeting to give a hint that he wasn't entirely sure if the title should be used still or not.
As soon as Sasuke greeted Deidara, a smile formed on his lips, as he nodded, confirming Sasuke's use of master or sir for the evening. 'Good evening, Sasuke,' he muttered back, taking a step forward to close the distance between them. 'We don't have much time, because my colleague Sasori is a very impatient man, but regardless of that I want to give you something.' Taking the small velvet jewellery box out of his pocket, Deidara opened it and showed the golden broche carefully kept inside. It was a capital D, a swirl of birds around it, making it extra flashy. It wasn't a very good looking broche in all honesty, but that was not the point.
Taking it out of the box Deidara grabbed a hold of Sasuke's sleek black jacket, holding it off his skin far enough to pin the broche on. 'Gold is not really your colour I have to admit, but I have noticed that gold is noticed more than silver. This one is bright and will get enough attention for people to notice you belong with me. The only mark you need for tonight. It should keep enough people away.' Brushing over the glistening gold broche, Deidara watched his reflection move in it, his touch lingering a little bit too long on Sasuke. 'And you may keep it if you wish after the night is over.'
Not moving an inch, Deidara stayed as close to Sasuke, their bodies almost touching. His hand was still placed against Sasuke's chest and slowly slipped up to his shoulder, thumb brushing against the soft skin of his neck. 'Black really suits you,' he murmured, fingering the edge of the black jacket and the black shirt worn below. 'But I do love having a glimpse of your perfect pale skin.' The collar of the shirt was lifted up, revealing the end of the black tie Sasuke had matched his entire outfit with. Giving it a rough pull, Deidara loosened the knot and then lifted the tie over Sasuke's head. It was carelessly stuffed into his pocket, ready to be disposed of in the car, but first his fingers were lifted up to the top button, smoothly pushing it out of its restraints. Another button followed, revealing the pale skin Deidara wanted to see. Softly his fingers brushed over Sasuke's collarbone, blue eyes following their every movement. 'Much better,' Deidara whispered, and then finally took a step back. 'Now are you ready to go?'
Curious black orbs closely watched Deidara's every move, mostly the changes in his face as he kept talking. The delicate move of his lips and the shine in his heavenly eyes. Sasuke listened to everything that was said to him. He didn't care even if the broche would be a hideous piece of gold. It showed that he was Deidara's for tonight, but it was also a sign that Deidara was Sasuke's, somewhat. Even if it was just one night. A single evening where the two of them belonged together and everyone would be aware of that fact. Yes, he did love that.
When Deidara's touches didn't perish after the broche was on, Sasuke could feel the well-known butterflies fill his abdomen. The heat radiating from his master insignificantly clouding his mind. But the warm fingers were still there, exploring his skin and suit. Sasuke blushed slightly, realizing what Deidara was doing only after the first button had been undone. He cast down his eyes and let his lips tug up softly. This whole ordeal felt just a little too intimate to bear it without any reaction and he wished to stay this close to Deidara just a little longer. But at that moment Deidara was already taking a step back.
Sasuke looked up again. 'Thank you, master. I'm ready to go,' he answered and reached behind Deidara, opening the limo doors and stealing just a little more warmth from the man's body. The door was pulled, but he would never dare to go in first. Using his whole hand Sasuke gently pointed inside. 'Please, my master first.'
For a second Deidara just stared at Sasuke and then slowly nodded once more, approving of Sasuke's behaviour. 'Thank you,' he replied and then turned around to get into the car, but shot a look over his shoulder. 'Careful though, Sasori bites.' And then he slid in, the cold leather clinging to his suit instantly. Sasori shot him a cold glare, but Deidara simply ignored it, not giving his friend the satisfaction of a reply. Once seated Deidara waited for Sasuke to join them, a spot reserved right beside Deidara, by the window. There wasn't much space for Sasuke to sit, as Deidara had intended. Bodily contact was important now.
Right as Sasuke joined inside the limo he got face to face with the most annoyed little man he had ever seen. Sasuke's expression stayed blank, but he would lie if he said that Sasori wasn't the cutest creature he had ever seen. Unfortunately cute wasn't always the best feature for a man. He greeted with another polite 'good evening'. This one notably cooler than the one he gave Deidara, but it was still a sign of good manners.
However what he got back wasn't even near well-behaved. 'You're late, you little brat,' Sasori barked and with a rude 'tsch' tilted his head away. 'Haughty Uchihas, always think they're something special,' Sasori ranted under his breath, clearly irritated even by Sasuke's silent presence.
Sasuke used the opportunity when Sasori wasn't looking to give him a cold glare, but for a few more seconds he would keep shut. Stuffing his hands into the pockets of his fitting pants Sasuke turned to the side with a small frown to show Deidara that he didn't like Sasori's comment one bit.
Such a remark was to be expected, but somewhere Deidara had hoped Sasori would've kept his big mouth shut. Why was the guy always so displeased with everything? Why were they friends again? Glancing down at Sasuke, Deidara shot him a bored look, pretending it all didn't matter. But his words told a different story, because of course he needed to reply. Sasuke could stand up for himself and should, but getting into a fight with the little redheaded brat was not a great way to start the evening with.
'Just because you have one of the bad apples, doesn't mean they are all like that. Itachi has always been a good friend and I actually kind of like this one too.' Sliding his fingers through Sasuke's hair, he held on tightly for a moment, locking their eyes in an almost intimate gaze, and then he let his gaze drift away again towards Sasori. 'And I do think this one will be a better date than you would've been,' Deidara added with a smirk.
Onyx eyes went wide, jaw falling down and lips parting softly in a gesture of stunned awe. Sasuke would expect anything. Anything except this. Even though Deidara wasn't looking in his direction anymore, he couldn't take his gaze away from that handsome face. Not mentioning the tingles spreading evenly through his chest. He just stared, with no idea how long his deep gaze swallowed Deidara's tanned skin cell by cell.
For a while his master's words resonated in his mind like a powerful echo, Sasuke went almost deaf, disabling his hearing from catching anything else. It was no surprise that Sasori's next words went passed him, sounding like a small annoyed fly and nothing more. 'Just don't get ahead of yourself, Deidara. We're not there yet,' Sasori hissed and pierced Deidara lethally, not able to stand the humiliation in front of anyone else. 'And don't you dare come crying to me when this little punk will cause you trouble and shame.' He shot back and swung his head towards Sasuke who still hypnotized Deidara intensely.
A soft chuckle left Deidara's lips as he shook his head, mocking Sasori slightly, but the guy had it coming. If someone needed to be taught manners, it was his small redheaded friend. 'First of all since when do I come crying to you? Secondly if we are aware of something, it's that the Uchiha family knows how to behave in public, far better than you do. Sasuke here,' Deidara said, grabbing Sasuke's knee and giving it a soft squeeze. 'Will be on his best behaviour, I am certain. My reputation will not suffer from bringing someone as handsome as Sasuke along. The only one causing me trouble will be you,' he challenged, smirk still on his lips. It was a foolish thought to think any Uchiha would be a problem at a public party. Sasuke maybe was a moody one, but his family practically drilled him into behaving. The pretty boy did have a bit more of an edge in comparison to Itachi, but that was what Deidara liked about him. It gave Sasuke an interesting trait.
Sasuke blinked several times, gradually coming out of his amazement. There was really no need for him to say anything for himself, not like he ever planned to. Deidara having his back all this time made him feel special, more than he had felt until now, if it was even possible. He was always praised for being handsome, but from the beautiful blond these words meant a lot more than just a simple compliment. Sasuke smiled ever so softly, showing that the good manners Deidara spoke about were in place. 'Thank you, master,' he breathed out gratefully, causing Sasori's chocolate eyes to snap into his direction dangerously. But the redhead seemed to be out of words and muttering something about annoying brats he began to ignore them, rather looking out of the window than at the men opposite of them.
Sasuke used the opportunity and after scooting an inch lower in his seat he leaned to the side, gently pushing his shoulder more into Deidara's, seeking the bodily contact Deidara intended to create. The motion was almost unnoticeable by a human eye, but it sure could be felt by the one who gave Sasuke far too little sitting space.
Having won the argument, Deidara felt very pleased about himself. It was always nice to put Sasori in his place and he honestly didn't get that opportunity a lot. Feeling his little pet for the evening inch closer, lifted Deidara's spirits even more. An arm was raised, but instead of wrapping it around Sasuke's shoulder, Deidara leaned his elbow on one of Sasuke's shoulder and started playing with Sasuke's hair, plucking at the locks at the back of Sasuke's head. An earthy scent rose up, and Deidara took a nice whiff of it. A really nice shampoo Sasuke had used.
Bringing his lips close to Sasuke's ear after, Deidara started to whisper, this conversation only intended to be between them. 'There is still something I need from you, pretty boy. As long as I don't have that contract, you're not allowed to go in.' And right as he had finished talking, the car stopped, the door instantly opened by one of the doorman.
Sasuke's stomach jumped. Too many things happening at once. Deidara's hand in his hair distracted his eyes which hazily followed Sasori's petite figure promptly leaving the limo, but not before the redhead managed to shoot the two men one last irritated glance. Then they remained alone and it took a few far too long seconds to get focused on what Deidara had said to him.
Right! The contract. The one Sasuke had printed right the moment he had opened Deidara's mail. The one he had signed and, of course, ticked that same evening. The one which he had, luckily, neatly folded into an envelope and then placed into the inner pocket of his suit. All this before Deidara's presence had the opportunity to distract his thoughts from anything else but his master. That just wasn't like him, Sasuke never forgot about important stuff and this contract was very important. How could it slip his mind this easily? The answer for that question was currently sitting right next to him, still waiting for a response. Sasuke blushed faintly. 'I'm sorry. I...' He didn't finish the sentence, actions spoke better than words, so he rather reached inside his suit and handed Deidara the white envelope containing said contract.
Taking the envelope, Deidara removed his hand from Sasuke's hair and used his finger to slide through the paper, freeing the contract from its confines. Unfolding the papers, Deidara glanced through it and then with a nod folded it back up and stuffed it in the inside of his jacket. 'That all looks good,' Deidara replied, giving no indication on what he was actually thinking about it. Should leave that as a surprise, right? 'Now, it's time to get out. I have a few things to discuss with you before we enter.' He let Sasuke get out first and then followed suit, offering Sasuke an arm as they walked up the steps leading up to the hotel. A ballroom had been rented there specifically for this event, and it was already getting quite busy.
Stopping Sasuke right before the glass doors, held open by more doormen, Deidara got ready for the final rules. 'Because this is your first time, there are some things you are not aware of yet,' he murmured, keeping their conversation private as he looked down at Sasuke. 'As my plus one you are seen as my pet or slave, whichever term you prefer. Because of your position it's considered rude if you strike up a conversation with other masters. Speak only when spoken to. Other pets are fine, if you see someone you'd like to speak to.' He let the first rule settle in, in the meantime avoiding someone who tried to pass them. 'When we move through the room, I should be in the front. If you feel like you're losing me, give a tug at my sleeve and I'll wait for you. When we're standing still, you should stand beside me, but not behind me. You may stand a little in front of me, but not directly.' A small smile then graced his lips, putting Sasuke at ease, hopefully. 'And finally, when anything displeases you, just let me know. It's your first time, so I'll be lenient with you. Just say it in private and not include others.'
Sasuke listened closely, taking and remembering all the given rules. It seemed much easier than he had anticipated. Maybe Deidara decided to go easy on him. Not that he could know. Sasuke had no idea how Deidara acted towards his other clients, and that's what Sasuke still was - a client, right? Better not think about this now though. He had other things to deal with. 'Understood,' Sasuke murmured, giving a nod as a reassurance that he had learned and agreed on all the given terms and conditions. It wasn't like he could back down now, even if he wanted to. But going back was currently the last thing on his mind.
Sasuke glanced down, readjusting the position of the golden broche on his suit. When he looked back up an excited shimmer flashed in his eyes. He reached with his fingers and gently let them slide over Deidara's palm, then his arm fell back along his side. Sasuke himself had no idea if the gesture meant something, he simply felt like touching Deidara, so he did just that. He had the permission after all. 'I'm ready, sir.' And there it was. A small, innocent tease. If there was a person who could recognize the subtle change in his tone, it was Deidara. His voice was still polite, every other man would see him as a well behaved pet. Only those who had actually experienced his so called submission mode would be able to hear the difference. And the single person who had the pleasure was standing right here in front of him. If Deidara would notice the small pushes, which were meant solely for him, was unknown. But if he wouldn't, then they would go pass everyone else.
If sometimes was dangerous, it was teasing Deidara. Especially on a night like this when the excitement was already high, memories of other parties leaving a nice stamp behind. So that tone in which Sasuke spoke, the little pressure on the "sir" stirred something awake inside of Deidara. Bringing a hand behind Sasuke's head he brought their faces closer together, Deidara's lips lingering right in front of Sasuke's. His breath was ghosting over the pretty boy's face, enticing him to lean in and make a move, which he was not allowed to.
'Oh, you better be ready,' Deidara purred, his free hand moving towards Sasuke's hip. 'I saw that ticked box, so you have some work to do. See if you can convince your master it would be nice to take you home, and take you in his very own bed, forcing every possible sound from your lips until you can't speak anymore.' A soft groan left his lips as a let them graze Sasuke's softly. Right after he pulled away as if he had never said all those words and offered Sasuke his arm again. 'Now let's go. There are enough interesting people to meet,' he said in the most neutral tone.
His insides fluttered, the hormones in his body painfully reacting. Sasuke would never dare to cross the line of kissing Deidara, but the blond wasn't making it very easy on him either. He must have known how hard it was to resist the temptation to inch just a little closer and join their lips. Just a little, a distance so small Sasuke could feel his head spin. A few more seconds and he wouldn't be able to hold himself, nor the blood in his body. Oh god... How he wished for Deidara to keep that lewd talk, but in a public place like this, it would only cause a scandal, which was something Sasuke definitely didn't want now.
He accepted Deidara's offered arm with a blank face, although the blush said many other things. A very secret cocky smirk was shot then. Sasuke couldn't help it, he was always kind of a thrill-seeker and knowing that Deidara would push back with so much force, only seduced him to tease more. It seemed their tiny private game was on. Sasuke already knew who would be the winner and who would be the defeated one. And he couldn't wait to earn his punishment.
The doormen greeted them with a short nod, and then together they entered the hotel. The hall was littered with people, dressed in all sorts of ways. Some truly had no clue on what to wear to party like these, though some of them must be entertainment as well. Not to mention there would be some stalls that sold things that might interest them. Sasori had mentioned a new restraint he wanted to have a look at. Perhaps there would be more interesting things to see around there.
The doors to the ballroom were wide open, showing off more people. By the door they ran into the host, and Deidara offered her the invite he had received. A VIP one, because he belonged there. She seemed pleased with his arrival and ushered them in quickly. 'Now the party really begins,' Deidara murmured, expending his tease slightly. Around them were mostly proper dressed men, some coming with dates and some coming alone. A few people around were barely dressed in anything. Leather shorts barely covering their butts as they moved around, making sure their hips swayed perfectly from left to right. The pets looking for a master. 'Any questions so far?' Deidara asked, moving them further into the room, greeting a few others along the way.
Expression unfazed, head turning first to the left then to the right, onyx eyes slid over the surroundings. There were mostly things Sasuke had already expected, some more than others. Nothing could really shock him to the point he would feel offended. He couldn't attend a party like this if there would be a chance that he could feel uncomfortable. Black seemed to be a popular colour, no surprise there. Quite a few people seemed to wear a lot less than was allowed even during a hot summer day. Covered in strips of leather contrasting with their skin. Sasuke never let his stare linger for too long. Not because he would be nervous, but because he simply wasn't interested. Not in anyone else except the man standing next to him. He tightened his grip on Deidara's arm to catch his attention before moving his eyes to the side. Sasuke gave his master an empty look, the one that didn't really say anything but now was a perfect answer for Deidara's question.
'Alright, let me just mention some names you don't necessarily need to remember,' Deidara replied to the look, still feeling like he should make some kind of introduction. He was a polite man as well, and had acted as a host quite a few times as well, so he was aware of how these things were handled the best. 'If you look to the left you see Sasori talking to someone with slicked back hair. He's actually a pet, but we've known him for a very long time. Itachi knows him as well actually, just not this part of his life. This is Hidan and the masked man now coming back their way is Kakuzu, his master. They've been together since high school,' he explained, casually sending a wave Hidan's way as soon as he was noticed.
Moving on Deidara then steered their bodies a little to right to focus on a few others. 'There we have one of our leading ladies,' he pointed out, referring to a woman dressed in a low cut purple dress, her long blond hair loosely falling down her body. 'She hasn't been part of this for a long time. I would say about a year now, but she instantly got a perfect reputation. The air she has around her just carries something. Usually she comes alone, but has enough attention when she is here. From men and women alike,' he explained, giving her an appreciative once over. That woman really knew how to show herself off without actually showing too much.
Following Deidara's words, Sasuke let his gaze roam around the room, appreciating the small introduction. The names would be remembered for now, forgotten later after this party was over. But he did have a sharp mind and could remember a bit of new information if he wanted to. Sasuke never really was the asking type, but now it seemed that he got the opportunity to share some small talk with Deidara and maybe learn something about him, or about his life. He would be a fool to let this chance slip by. 'Sir... How long have you been a part of this?' Sasuke asked innocently. A flood of more questions attacking his mind, but he figured it wouldn't be very polite to throw them all at once.
Deidara had been ready to move to the next person, but was stopped by Sasuke's question. He let it settle in his mind for a moment, coming up with a proper answer, as he moved them towards the bar. Two glasses of Prosecco were instantly placed before them and Deidara took his gladly, but he wouldn't drink too much tonight. His mind couldn't become too clouded since he was on the job in a way. 'Well, I rolled into this world like most of us did. Through someone else. When I was in college I got involved with an older gentleman. He introduced me to this world and forced me into submission much like I now do with you.' He took a sip of the Prosecco as he let the memory dance through his head, a soft smile forming on his lips. 'It had been marvellous. I had never experienced anything similar to that. The sex had been amazing. But soon he grew tired of me, because I kept challenging him. After the relationship fell apart I decided I wanted to be the dominant one now, and I have taken that role ever since. I was about nineteen when I met the man and I am now twenty six, so seven years already.'
Waiting for his master to pick a glass, Sasuke followed suit and took the second one. He pulled it closer to his side, but never took a sip. He didn't intend to drink alcohol, not right from the start at least. He wanted to remember every single detail clearly as day and alcohol would only cloud his mind and judgement. A large amount also caused him to act up and that was definitely something he wanted to avoid completely. He might misbehave later on, but that would be done in private or in a way no-one but Deidara would recognize. Just like with the 'sir' earlier. It would be an innocent tease... a challenge for Deidara. Sasuke could only hope his master liked those. Speaking of which... Deidara appeared to be quite open about his life. That was good. Sasuke could appreciate when he got more than just a simple answer to his question, though only in cases he was actually interested. It made the communication a lot easier for both sides.
'And what about you... master? Do you like challenges?' Sasuke curiously quirked an eyebrow. That query was practically placed there by Deidara himself. All he did was reformulate the sentence, in a way.
Smile growing Deidara let his eyes slide through the room, understanding exactly what Sasuke meant. Cheeky little boy, wasn't he? Secretly he let his hand slip down to Sasuke's side, and squeezed him there a little. A small punishment for implying something. Though it shouldn't be too painful. 'Challenges are fun till a certain point,' he murmured, nodding at someone across the room, his glass raised as a greeting. 'My master had a point when he broke things off with me. I was not meant as a pet. I was meant to be a master as well and was taught a great deal this way. I would've reacted the same way as he. It's also about our egos. You can push too far and at some point you have no means to break someone down anymore. It would become true torture and that's something we don't aspire. You'll figure things out along the way. See what you are really into.' Taking a sip of his drink, Deidara thought he had explained things quite well.
An ordinary person would probably feel a little ashamed right now. The way Deidara put his answer clearly revealed that he wasn't going to walk around the bush with Sasuke's questions. But it was only for the best, Sasuke liked when people talked straight to the point with him, even when he didn't do it that often with others. Main thing to remember was that Deidara did enjoy being challenged, but Sasuke could understand that too much of anything is never good. 'Hn,' he hummed and nodded, confirming his consent to what had been said.
Moving his hand Sasuke gently wrapped his fingers around Deidara's wrist from below, secretly keeping the hand on his hip in place, but also being careful for his actions to be seen more as a request than a demand. His eyes never left Deidara's face, but now the gaze became even more intense, revealing Sasuke's growing interest. 'Have you ever had a client you weren't able to handle? For various reasons?' He could think of many reasons Deidara would refuse or wouldn't deal with a client. Feelings were one of them, from either side. But Sasuke wasn't going to ask dead on, he would let his master choose the answer for himself.
Casting his eyes down Deidara looked at the hand now wrapped around his wrist and then further on ignored it. The only response to it being his fingers spreading further over Sasuke's waist to have a better hold. Pursing his lips Deidara thought about the question, going through all those past experiences he had once had. There had been awful once definitely, but he did also have a secrecy policy. Couldn't let on too much. 'Well, there are certain rules for clients on which I can deny them, which has happened before. Most of them were requests I couldn't perform or rather wouldn't. I draw lines as well. Sometimes I send them over to someone else in the house and sometimes I really send them away. There are some strange people out there.'
Sasuke cocked his head to the side, cautiously studying Deidara's face for quite a while. The blond had just answered more questions than Sasuke could really come up with. The few other ones, he still had, were put aside for now. It wasn't the right time nor the right mood for either of them. Sasuke was now mostly overwhelmed by how sharing Deidara actually was. He would have never guessed he would receive that much information about his master just by asking three rather innocent queries.
The palm on his waist was spreading its heat all over Sasuke's stomach, he could feel it burning a mark against his skin even through the cloth which parted them. He sighed softly, reaching for the glass he thought would never be touched. Maybe he should at least take a sip, to get his ever busy mind out of analysing every silly detail. Sasuke nodded towards Deidara and rose the glass slightly; silently expressing that this one is to him. Then let a tiny amount of alcohol slide inside his mouth and rolled it on his tongue before swallowing. It seemed the small talk was over. Sasuke glanced down at the hand which still held Deidara's wrist, he brushed his thumb over the delicate skin once before his arm fell back along his side.
Taking his freed arm from Sasuke's side, Deidara lifted it up and let his thumb brush over Sasuke's cheek. Deidara had leaned forward, bringing his face closer to Sasuke's again, closing the distance between their bodies. 'I never took you for a curious one, pretty boy,' he muttered, flashing him a lopsided smirk, before pulling back.
Sipping of the champagne after raising it together with Sasuke, Deidara let his eyes wander through the room, finding it time to actually mingle a little and get to the purpose of this evening. And this his eyes landed on someone Deidara still held very dear. Of course the sea green eyes had already located him, a fond smile barely visible on his lips. Placing to the glass back on the bar, Deidara freed his hands and then took a few steps forward, right as the other moved towards him. A tall man with luscious long brown locks followed after the other, but Deidara paid him no mind at first.
'It's so good to see you, Gaara,' Deidara called out happily as he wrapped two arms around the other's frame, placing a gentle kiss on the redhead's cheek. 'You really should stop by the mansion again when you have the time.' Normally this would be an empty gesture, but this time Deidara meant it. Gaara was special to him and the soft kiss he got back gave off the same sign.
'Good to see you too, Deidara,' Gaara said softly, stepping back to create a certain amount of space between them again. His raspy voice sent happy tingles down Deidara's spine, memories being called up once more. This really was turning into a very special evening. A hand moved to the side as Gaara pointed as his plus one, the beauty sending a cold look at Deidara. Another interesting one it seemed and his looks said everything about his family name. 'This is Neji,' Gaara introduced, and the other shot them a small nod as a greeting.
The place Deidara's thumb swept his face still tingled, but his master was no longer sharing the pleasant moment Sasuke had only a few seconds ago. He made the mistake of letting his eyes get lost in Deidara's movements again. A painful stab went through his chest. It couldn't really be helped and Sasuke rather cast his look down, not wanting to be caught with hurt in the deep onyx stare. The moment Deidara shared with another person was too intimate for him to stare openly, but the gentle kiss on the other man's cheek did leave Sasuke with a bitter taste in his mouth. The one called Gaara must have really been close to Deidara and that could easily make Sasuke envious. He wished one day Deidara would be this close to him as well, maybe even closer.
But his master was now standing too far, and Sasuke did remember the rules. He mirrored Deidara's few steps with his own and stilled his body again only when he was safely placed next to his master. There he kept silent, waiting. Sasuke was sure Deidara wouldn't ignore his presence and he expected to be introduced in the same manner as the... wait a second. Neji?
Oh, he so knew this guy. How could he not. The Hyuuga Company was the second biggest on the market. Right after the Uchihas. Or at least that's what his father said. Sasuke was sure that among the Hyuuga family had been said the exact opposite. The truth was probably somewhere in between. The only remaining fact was that Sasuke was kind of familiar with the identity of the aristocratic looking brunet. An irritated look settled in his eyes and the Uchiha nature flowed up. But Neji seemed to be more targeted on Deidara than anyone else, which brought Sasuke to think that the two of them might currently be in almost the same uncomfortable situation. And now that Neji already set himself into the well-known posh Hyuuga stance, Sasuke could actually be the bigger man.
Sasuke softly nodded towards Neji, right after the name was mentioned, showing that he politely acknowledged his presence, then gave a short empty look to Gaara. The one which couldn't really reveal any thoughts nor emotions, good or bad. He assumed it was better than to try way too hard. Ending the circle he set his eyes on Deidara; expecting.
'Nice to meet you, Neji,' Deidara replied politely and then took a step back to get right beside Sasuke. Placing a hand on Sasuke's shoulder, he focused the conversation solely on his plus one. 'And this pretty boy is Sasuke. It's his first time coming here, so I've been showing him around mostly.' For a moment Gaara's eyes widened at that comment. Deidara taking a date to a party was already quite extraordinary, but someone who never had attended one before, was even rarer. It was the only reaction he had before Deidara continued speaking again, not giving the others any room to properly reply. 'And Sasuke, this is Gaara. He has been in the field for a few years now and we met each other at a party about two years back,' he explained, shooting Sasuke a slight smile.
Gaara nodded a small polite greeting at Sasuke, corners of his lips tugging up a little. 'Nice to meet you, Sasuke. I never expected Deidara to bring a date today. I always thought I was the only one he would ever bring,' he murmured in his raspy voice. A tease was hidden in his words just for Deidara, because before Gaara had been the only one Deidara had ever taken as a date, seeing they had been together for almost a year.
Sasuke's mind went wild. Brain cells electrified and turned into a hot rush. These few next seconds were important. He knew that what he would say and how he would react now would have a big value for Deidara. But first things first.
Sasuke bowed politely towards Gaara, not too low to appear unnatural, just enough to express his respect with the given Uchiha's elegance. Then let the muscles in his face relax, setting an innocent vibe of a submissive pet. Seeing Gaara smile softly at him he repaid the gesture as well. 'Pleased to meet you too,' he said smoothly. Sasuke could only hope that when Gaara already spoke to him it wouldn't be too blunt to say something as well. 'It's been an honour to be able to accompany my master here.' He sent a gentle look up to Deidara, showing off more affection than he might actually want. But Gaara's comment did tickle his ego, it seemed Sasuke really was something special to Deidara. Maybe he was even aspiring for a spot Gaara already held in the blond's heart.
Now that Sasuke felt comfortable again, he could finally analyse the situation. The two masters seemed to be still close, really close. It wasn't hard to notice it by the way they watched each other, so it was fairly possible that Gaara was an ex-boyfriend. On the other hand the air didn't carry any hints of awkwardness. They interacted with ease which could only be achieved when the feelings on both sides are even and clear. Meaning they were either really good actors or their relationship was in stage of two good friends. No old and unresolved grudges held. Sasuke couldn't feel threatened by Gaara's presence even if he had the right to be.
Watching Sasuke's response Deidara noticed a small change in those black depths. It was a sign that Deidara had never missed before, and any other master would recognise as well. A dangerous one. One Deidara normally would run away from. Something that was simply not allowed when it came to clients. It had happened before and Deidara had immediately cut ties and had sent them away. It made things easier for both parties. But Deidara couldn't run away, wouldn't run away this time. Swallowing heavily Deidara forced the lump down his throat, realising this was what Sasori had been referring to. Gaara must notice as well. It was just this small change it behaviour.
Pulling himself back up Deidara glanced over at Gaara, knowing his posture had turned awkward for a moment. Straightening up Deidara made sure he looked proper again, his eyes locking with the sea green ones. His hand stayed on Sasuke's shoulder though, keeping the small connection they had, because for some reason he couldn't pull away now.
The smile had disappeared from Gaara's lips, his chin lifted slightly as he noticed all the small hints in Deidara's form. He knew the blond better than most people. But before anyone noticed the smile had disappeared, it was back on the thin lips. 'Well, it has been great seeing you again, Deidara. I will give you a call soon, so we can catch up on things. Sasuke, it was a pleasure,' Gaara said with a nod. 'I wish the best luck to you both.' Giving another kiss on Deidara's cheek, Gaara then moved away from them, the last small hint lying in his final line.
Sasuke nodded towards the leaving pair one last time. As he watched Gaara retreat, another thought struck him. The redhead seemed like one of the cool, serious types; somehow similar to Sasuke himself. If he really was Deidara's previous love interest, maybe Sasuke did have a shot with the blond after all.
He glanced up, gave Deidara a tiny innocent smile and turned more to face his master. A hand has been raised and pale fingers caressed through a strand of golden hair hanging over Deidara's shoulder. Sasuke watched the beautiful silk shine against the black suit. He moved through the whole length until the tips slipped through. 'So... what else is on the plan, sir?' he asked curiously and didn't forget to put a playful tease into the tone of his voice. Even if Deidara seemed to be lost in his thoughts for a while, possibly not listening, the mischievous boyish smirk plastered on Sasuke's lips revealed everything. But his master was silent for too long, and Sasuke did want some attention when they were now alone again. Greedy little Uchiha.
It took some time before Deidara actually came back down to earth, and with fingers sliding through his hair, it only brought along a more soothing effect. But what was he getting himself into honestly. Gaara had made a good point when mentioning Deidara had never brought a date along, except for the redhead. And they had been dating at the time, so it had been logical. Had it really only been a kind move from his part to do Sasuke a favour? The curiosity and need to feel more was something he recognised. Something he had experienced when he had been younger. But was that truly the limit of all this? It couldn't be the only reason why he had invited Sasuke along.
The low murmur of Sasuke's words eventually brought him back, an extra blink needed to actually understand what Sasuke had said. 'Well, I don't have a set plan for the evening, but soon the entertainment will start. Most invites have arrived now, so that is the key to start. There are also some stands that sell things, so we could visit them and see what they have to offer. Perhaps you'll see something you'll enjoy. And of course we can just converse with people. If you see anyone you'd like to get to know, I'll introduce you. There are enough people here who offer very different things.'
Telling Deidara that the only reason why Sasuke was here, was to spent more time with his master, probably wasn't the best idea. But several options had been placed in front of him and he guessed it would be rude to brush all of them off. So he mused for a while, setting his face into a slight frown. He wasn't particularly interested in meeting anyone else, the single person Sasuke wished to know was already standing next to him. And the show wasn't starting for a while yet. He was left with only one option. 'I guess we can go see the stands,' Sasuke hummed. 'You can show me something you personally like and maybe I'll find it enjoyable too.' Yes, that was a nice idea. Now he had an opportunity to sneak another peek into Deidara's life.
A soft chuckle escaped Deidara when Sasuke mentioned the personal bit. Of course the guy was fishing for more. Of course he needed to know what Deidara would want. It didn't have anything to do with what they were doing here. It was not important for Sasuke to know what Deidara enjoyed and actually not a smart idea anyway. They were entering dangerous grounds, and Deidara could be the responsible one now. Could simply walk to a stand that did show things he could use for his work. It was a simple choice. Though Deidara still felt himself struggling with actually deciding.
Offering Sasuke his arm again, Deidara moved forward, leading them towards the stands at the side of the room, and right before two stands he halted. Maybe he should just let Sasuke decide what he wanted to see. 'Well, if you really are interested in what I personally find interesting, then we can take the stand on the left. But considering the reasons you hired me, I would suggest taking the right. They are specialised in tying someone up and I see they have a new structure to hang from the ceiling.' An offer, and Sasuke could choose. The oils and feathers on the left shouldn't be as appealing to the pretty boy.
He stood there for a while. The ropes and strange hanging mechanisms did seem interesting, but he could always find something about that on the internet, or try another specialist. The chance to learn what Deidara would do with feathers and oils came only once, and it was right now. 'The left,' Sasuke uttered resolutely. The reason he had hired Deidara wasn't so the blond would please him at the end, but to get a chance to actually and genuinely please the blond. Wasn't that what a pet was meant for after all? To please his master? It shouldn't be odd or unusual that Sasuke desired just that. For the first time in his life he wanted to focus on someone else beside himself. Finally.
There was a slight hesitation in Deidara's step, uncertainty still slipping through, but he did lead Sasuke to the stand and nodded at the woman on the other side. He instantly told her he didn't need any help, knowing exactly what to do with these things. Deidara would know exactly how to introduce Sasuke to these kinds of pleasures. Grabbing one of the feather dusters, as they appeared to be, Deidara turned his body towards Sasuke. Popping Sasuke's collar up, he created more room to play.
'Imagine yourself lying on the bed, someone having turned you on so badly that every touch is almost too much. Not enough to make you come, but enough to break you down almost completely. The night is dark, but the weather is soft, a nice temperature taking over. The other is hovering over you, relishing in your need for them. And then they slide the feathers softly over your bare skin.' Deidara brought the feathers up and let them slide over Sasuke's collarbone, peeking just a little under the dress shirt Sasuke wore.
The short speech flashed an image so vivid, Sasuke needed to close his eyes briefly. With what Deidara had said he was now very wary of feathers. Not all of them, obviously, but in Deidara's hands it seemed that even a flimsy feather can turn into a weapon of utter terror... or pleasure. It all really depended on how much one enjoyed to be ripped off all his sane thoughts. And Sasuke loved to be broken down. Unfortunately he had never met anyone who would be able to do this, until his master, until Deidara. A devil who could turn a feather play into merciless torture and probably the only one who could currently force Sasuke into submission with the same object.
Although Sasuke's expression stayed blank, his breathing did grow shallow for a moment. The soft item tickling his skin proved Deidara's point quite nicely when the hand rising towards Deidara's wrist shook a little. The touch was hesitant and almost as soft as the feather itself. Looking straight into the vibrant blue eyes Sasuke opened his mouth, but the ability to speak was taken from him. He blamed the feather. Sasuke measured the treacherous object with a frown before he gently pulled it out of Deidara's grasp and freed his skin from the tingling sensation. He studied it for a while before pointing it on Deidara. 'And you, sir... do you enjoy being teased to no end?' Sasuke put a tiny emphasis on the word 'you', clearly showing what the question was all about.
Another soft chuckle fell from Deidara's lips. The pretty boy was quite entertaining, though he probably didn't even realise it. Before answering the question, Deidara actually took the feather duster back from Sasuke and placed it back on the table. Better have it safely on the table. Deidara didn't want to be the victim here and have the feathers used against him. 'I enjoy a soft treatment mostly. It's nice to be pushed to your limits, but what I enjoy most is just being taken care of. Receive a nice massage,' Deidara said, lifting up a small bottle of oil. 'Or take a shower together and have the other wash my hair.' Glancing away from Sasuke, Deidara realised he was saying quite a lot. Things he normally wouldn't share with a client. 'But yeah, that's not really important. Tonight is more focused on you, so we should focus on something else,' he said with a frown, eyes staring at the few bottles of different oils standing in a line.
Sasuke was lost. Lost in the thoughts of taking care of his master. If there was a chance, he would whisper all kinds of things into Deidara's ear. Softly. Because even he could be gentle when the other wanted it. He enjoyed a rough handling on himself, but there was no need for him to cause any pain to the other. If Deidara would give him the permission to touch, Sasuke could show him how tender he could be. He would treasure his master and take care of him, like a proper pet should. Alright... this wasn't like him. At all. But Deidara, he was simply... intoxicating. The blond was changing him. This was getting far beyond Sasuke's understanding. He thought the craving for Deidara would go away when the need for his company would be satisfied properly, but the more time he spent with this graceful creature, the more he fell into his spell. Was it just him or had Deidara this effect on everyone? He didn't want to know.
Copying Deidara's movements Sasuke longingly measured the observed oils, he wouldn't say anything. He had no idea if he even could at this point. So he remained mute, letting the quiet moment flow around them. It wasn't an awkward silence, or at least not for him. Sasuke simply enjoyed Deidara's company even without unnecessary words. Which was on the other hand exactly like him.
For Deidara the silence wasn't as comfortable. It made him uncertain. Had he said too much? Crossed lines he shouldn't have? Made this relationship far more intimate than planned? It was confusing at first, because Deidara had never had this happen before between a client and himself. Deidara had never felt anything at all for clients, holding onto the boundaries any master should have in this line of employment. But Deidara was smart enough to realise it was because of Sasuke personally. He was special, for some reason. And it seemed the pretty boy had some kind of interest in him as well, though Deidara wasn't sure if it was mere admiration. This didn't mean he couldn't enjoy this evening and perhaps a little while longer. Experiment. See where this would go. Find out what exactly Sasuke truly craved.
Glancing to the side Deidara took in Sasuke's appearance. He really was a handsome young man. Strong looking, independent. Getting caught up in his thoughts, Deidara grabbed Sasuke's chin, and turned his pet to face him. Swiftly he moved forward, intending to press his lips against the other's, wanting to have a taste of those sweet looking lips.
'Good evening, gentlemen.'
And that was how the moment was instantly ruined, the slick voice creating a fresh barrier between him and Sasuke, as Deidara stood back up straight.
Sasuke blinked several times. The shock ripping him straight out of his musings. Did he just see right? Or was he only imagining things? Was Deidara just going to...? No. That would be too beautiful to be true. The grip on his chin was gone before he even knew why it was actually there in the first place. Did he do something wrong? It took a while before Sasuke registered the stranger who appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Although he had no particular reason, he instantly disliked the man. Because the same man caused his master to pull back, to get unusually detached towards Sasuke. Why? The man ruined this moment, the one which could turn out to be the perfect moment for... something. Sasuke had no idea how much had been lost by the unwanted interference. But he could feel the unease that settled around them.
He measured the invader coldly and inched closer to Deidara, looking for some contact. He simply couldn't bring himself to be completely polite. Not to this man. He was tall and his skin sickly pale, long dark hair reaching all the way to his waist, but the texture not in the least as shiny and silky as Deidara's. Sasuke wouldn't be bothered by that. He had no interest in appearance anyway. But those snakelike eyes watched them with a hidden ulterior motive. And the exaggerated purple lining around them was maybe too much for Sasuke's taste. He judged him, even though he wouldn't want to. He loathed this man strongly and he didn't even feel guilty for it. He never would.
'Orochimaru,' Deidara greeted coldly, shooting the man a short nod. 'I see you're still around.' Perhaps a strange comment to make, but Orochimaru was one not liked much by others. He was actually the client, though still the master to someone. He was Kabuto's client, though he didn't seem to teach Orochimaru the proper ways. They were both too inexperienced or maybe to focused on their own ways, crossing boundaries over and over again.
A smile slivered onto Orochimaru's lips, shooting a small nod at Deidara before his eyes instantly moved towards Sasuke. His long tongue slipped out and moved across his lips, showing some kind of interest in Deidara's pretty boy. 'As if they would be able to keep me away,' Orochimaru replied, showing he knew exactly what Deidara had implied, and was not fazed by this at all. 'I enjoy these parties far too much. There are always so many interesting people around.' As the man spoke, he moved forward, faking interest in the products on the table as he got closer and closer to the two men, specifically to Sasuke. Kabuto was off somewhere, possibly talking to pets he knew quite well.
A loud voice suddenly boomed through the speakers hanging through the room, announcing the first show would soon start, but Deidara hardly paid any attention to it. The closeness of Orochimaru bothered him, and he wanted the man gone. Wrapping an arm around Sasuke's waist, he pulled his pet closer, making sure there was no bodily contact between the other two. But he had not forgotten about his manners. 'Orochimaru, this is Sasuke. My date for the evening. Sasuke, this is Orochimaru. Fairly new to all this much like yourself.' He hoped Sasuke understood what it meant. That this man was not aware how to properly act.
Sasuke kept silent, suspicious look tied upon Orochimaru. He felt safer with Deidara's arm around his waist, somehow protected, but that snake still creeped him out. And with the way he licked his lips while staring openly at Sasuke, he did manage to cause him to shiver uncomfortably. He didn't want to be closer to Orochimaru than was actually necessary. All the way across the ballroom would probably be the best. But the man was now getting even closer, only causing Sasuke to almost melt into Deidara. He just wanted the weirdo gone. That was all. But he needed to show some manners for Deidara's reputation, so he at least nodded shortly after they got introduced. But he kept his mouth shut, no polite tone would come out at this point anyway and Orochimaru wasn't even talking to him.
'It's very nice to meet you, Sasuke,' Orochimaru answered as soon as he was introduced, taking this moment to fully turn towards the pair, eyes pulled down towards Sasuke. He was openly ogling Sasuke, pleased smirk visible on his lips. Casually he pushed his long locks behind his air, showing off more of his pale skin. He was dressed in a grey suit, white shirt underneath, and like Sasuke, no tie. 'So how did someone like you roll into this world?'
Deidara wanted to step in then, answer for Sasuke, and close of the conversation before they truly wouldn't get rid of Orochimaru anymore. But right as he stepped forward, someone tapped him by the arm, a worried look on his face. The question had left the shorter male's lips in a rush, explaining the problem with in the same speed. A problem backstage with a pet who had been Deidara's client once. The master had been unable to guide the pet through the process, and it would be embarrassing to have the pet openly defy his master at this party. Deidara really needed to respond and help out. This was what he did and he would be able to get the pet back on stage. It was something his client had always enjoyed, so why there was such defiance now, was strange enough. With a sigh Deidara admitted defeat, forgetting slightly about Orochimaru even being there.
Grabbing Sasuke by the chin once more, this time with different intentions, Deidara made sure his pet heard everything he was saying. 'I promised I wouldn't leave your side during the evening, but I'm sorry. I need to break that promise. I need to go back stage for a moment, but I will be back shortly. Stay here, so I can easily find you. If anything is wrong, don't go looking for me. Call me. I'll pick up the phone and then come find you. Don't leave your position.' Deidara put an extra emphasize on the last line, wanting Sasuke to follow this rule the most. With a final long look and a thumb swipe over Sasuke's cheek, Deidara moved away, following after the shorter male quickly and safe the show they were about to perform.
'Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on you for him,' Orochimaru muttered, his smirk growing even further.
A look of a lost puppy followed Deidara's back, but Sasuke wouldn't protest. He understood the importance of the backstage problem only from the vibe of the short conversation. With Sasuke's heavy sigh Deidara was gone, leaving him at Orochimaru's mercy. The sly grin made Sasuke's stomach squirm, but he would stay in his place, waiting. He glanced at Orochimaru shortly, then away. He had no intention to answer the question, he wasn't obliged to and his reasons were mostly personal anyway.
Stuffing his hands deep into his pockets Sasuke let his eyes roam around, he squeezed the phone, making sure it was still there. He could feel Orochimaru's hungry gaze on him and out of the corner of his eye kept his guard up.
'I see you are not a very talkative person,' Orochimaru said, keeping his posture casual as if to put Sasuke at ease, but in reality he was inching closer and closer, his fingers sliding over the table of the stand, soon reaching Sasuke's back. 'I can assure you I am harmless. Deidara and I are in the same business, so you must understand our lives are quite the same.' A lie, a very serious lie. Because they weren't entirely in the same business, but Sasuke wasn't aware of all this. How could he ever know? 'So tell me, do you enjoy your time with Deidara? Has he been a pleasant master to you?' His hand had slivered up towards Sasuke's shoulder, plucking away some invisible dust, and then he simply kept his hand there.
His body twitched. Sasuke instinctively moved away, maybe he was now turned face to face with Orochimaru, but at least he got the hand of off him. It was now hovering in the air. He gave the hand a glare, then a glare to Orochimaru. Maybe this way the pervert would understand Sasuke didn't wish to be touched. At all!
'My master is...' he wavered, frowning up at Orochimaru's face. He wouldn't believe a word this guy said, but he guessed keeping silent would maybe be way too rude. 'Yes, he's been very kind to me,' Sasuke hummed in the end, showing no interest in continuing the conversation. The fingers in his pocket squeezed the phone even tighter.
Pursing his lips Orochimaru glanced down at Sasuke, his height making him tower over the pet. 'That's good,' he replied in a hushed voice, not really paying attention to Sasuke's answer in the first place. Orochimaru was far more focused on the body language. Sasuke inching away from him, but causing him to actually face Orochimaru in the process. Reaching out it was easy now to slide his fingers through Sasuke's hair, and no one around would see anything odd going on. 'Masters should take good care of their pets. See to their every need. In return the pet of course takes care of the master too. What do you do for Deidara, Sasuke?'
Sasuke moved his head to the side, escaping the contact once again and deepening the displeased frown. 'That's personal,' he hissed, but he felt obliged to stay in his spot, not a step away. Just like Deidara had told him. Orochimaru was already making him quite uncomfortable, but mainly annoyed. He knew what the creep was implying, what kind of conversation he wanted to strike and Sasuke had no intention to help him get there. 'Could you, please, keep your hands for yourself?' he added after few seconds of gloomy glaring. He did his best to be polite, but his voice was dripping poison.
Completely unfazed by Sasuke's words, Orochimaru moved his hand forward once more, this time making a bolder move. His long finger slithered towards Sasuke's neck, sliding over the soft pale skin. 'I think you can't really make such demands, little Sasuke,' Orochimaru muttered, keeping his voice low enough so no one else could hear. His finger moved on, slipping lower and lower over Sasuke's neck until it reached his collarbone. 'A pet is supposed to behave and listen to the master, and I am a master, aren't I? And you don't really want to attract any attention now, do you? If the people around us see you lash out at me, they will think awful things about Deidara. His reputation would suffer a lot under it.' He said it all so casually, but the threat was clearly visible in his words. His finger moved even lower, slowly slipping under the dress shirt. 'And with you showing off this much skin, you can't expect people to keep their hands off of you.'
Gritting his teeth, Sasuke stayed still. Goose-bumps rising on his arms and chills going down his spine. Orochimaru was making him sick. It wasn't just about him getting irritated, it was about him getting angry. But that wasn't all. Somewhere between the unsteady pumps of his heart he could feel the fear. Sasuke didn't want to cause a scandal, he couldn't push this man away and stain Deidara's reputation. But no matter how much he tried, Orochimaru's touches were too much, his long pale fingers dipping under his shirt were cold, unwelcoming.
Sasuke shamefully cast down his eyes and turned his head to the side. This would cause him a fair amount of his dignity, but he would endure. For Deidara, for his master. Both hands in his pockets were tightly clenched. A thought that maybe he should just pick up the phone and slip a call through. Would Orochimaru even let him?
Seeing the lack of response, Orochimaru let his fingers move on, now slipping all five under Sasuke's shirt and get a good feel of the soft pale skin beneath. He was incredibly pleased with himself, having the little Sasuke exactly where he wanted to. Being a master was truly excellent, and he couldn't thank Kabuto enough for introducing him to this place, and of course for bringing him tonight. God, did Orochimaru want Sasuke, and maybe he could push him far enough for that too.
That was until his hand was ripped right from Sasuke's body, wrist held in a death grip. Blue eyes were angrily staring up at him, rage clearly vibrating somewhere deep inside of them. 'Who gave you permission to touch my pet?' Deidara hissed loud enough for the people around them to hear. A few turned towards them already, intrigued by the sudden volume of words. 'You were well aware that Sasuke belongs to me, so you were also very much aware that you were not allowed to touch him. If I see your sorry ass close to my pet again, I will have you kicked out of this place.' And then with a final push Deidara made sure Orochimaru actually did distance himself from them.
With a glare sent Deidara's way, Orochimaru eventually stalked off, knowing he could not win this argument. Not with how well known Deidara was. With a sigh Deidara then leaned back heavily against the stand, currently feeling quite miserable for several reasons. 'Sorry for all that. I really shouldn't have left you here with him,' he muttered, a tired hand sliding through his hair. With the other hand Deidara was dapping away at his suit with a napkin, a sweet smell lingering around him.
Sasuke was shaking, the pressured anger still accumulated inside his chest. But it wasn't all. Deidara did come in the right moment, came to save him. And now Sasuke felt guilty. He wasn't worthy of Deidara's kindness, not when he just allowed some filthy pervert to feel him up. How could he even look up at his master's face? He closed his eyes. 'I'm sorry, master,' Sasuke choked out, voice soaked with despair. He wished to beg for forgiveness he had no right for. He was tainted and he let Deidara down. It wasn't just rage boiling inside, he was humiliated and he despised himself.
That was a reaction Deidara hadn't expected. With confusion fluttering up in his eyes, Deidara turned towards Sasuke, and watched him for a moment. Reaching for Sasuke's chin, Deidara forced his little pet to look at him, a tired look in his eyes. 'One, I was the one who left you alone to find for yourself, and two, someone else touched you without permission. This means I broke two rules in the contract, not you. So we can now consider the contract non-existent.' Deidara let out another sigh, swiping his thumb over Sasuke's cheek as he had done before, and then he casted his eyes down.
God, he felt awful. Backstage had been complete chaos, so it wasn't odd the other pet had not been ready yet for his show. But the guy didn't have to lash out at Deidara like that. Actually throwing that damn soda cup at Deidara, ruining his entire suit. The sweet smell was disgusting, and the material was sticking to his body. After that Deidara of course forced the pet into submission and he was currently doing his show on stage, but that didn't lighten Deidara's mood. Especially not with what he had just walked in on. Damn that Orochimaru. 'I'm not sure if you still want to stay, but I think I'll call it a night. You're free to mingle with others though. I'll pay for your cab home.'
Non-existent? What? Sasuke didn't want that, he didn't want for Deidara to leave him. His heart sank lower. If the contract was no more, he wouldn't be spending the rest of the night with his master. Sasuke looked around, the party was on its peak, everyone laughed, drunk, had fun. It wouldn't be that hard to blend in. To find someone who would entertain him. But it was the last thing on his mind right now.
Returning his gaze back to his master, Sasuke helplessly plotted a way out. But there was nothing like that. Deidara seemed to be in a pretty foul mood and the only person who Sasuke could blame now was probably himself. He reached for Deidara's forearm, grasping it almost painfully as if he was scared that Deidara would disappear right in the spot. 'Master, please, don't send me away.' Look full of hurt was sent Deidara's way. 'Take me with you... I promise I'll be good,' Sasuke pleaded quietly.
A soft smile formed on Deidara's lips as he realised something. Of course he couldn't just break the contract like that. Money was involved and Sasuke still wanted his evening with Deidara. 'Ah, sorry. This was not what you paid for. I'll squeeze you in on my day off and give you a full session free of charge. So I hope you can come in Monday afternoon. I'll have everything set out for you and you can then stay as long as you want.' That was the solution to the first part. This was Deidara's work and somehow dealing it this way was far easier, than actually continuing to entertain Sasuke now. What did Deidara now still have to offer? He definitely needed to change his suit, because this was already going to turn some heads. Disgusting smell. Reaching a hand up Deidara slid his fingers through Sasuke's thick locks, holding onto it a little longer. His eyes moved up to meet dark ones again, seeing a blink of worry there. 'And I can introduce you to someone now. I know who can entertain you properly for the evening and show you around. Just don't let me ruin your image of this world. Normally everything is a lot more fun.'
Oh, how he wished Deidara could read his mind right now. Was it really that hard to see what Sasuke truly wanted? The only reason he was here in the first place. Sasuke swallowed the thickness in his throat, his mind growing desperate for a while, eyes widening with fear that Deidara was seriously leaving him here just like that. But he wouldn't let him. Collecting all the Uchiha nature left, Sasuke frowned. 'Fuck the money,' he spat, squeezing Deidara's arm even more. 'I told you I don't want anyone else and I meant it. All I want is to be yours... you don't have a pet now, right?' he growled the question but continued without waiting for an answer. 'Then make me your pet. You said it can be done.'
Sasuke was growing bold, he moved closer to Deidara until their chests were touching. 'You've already marked me and I want to keep that mark.' His voice was barely above a whisper, but there was no need to speak louder than that. His pulse was racing, but he wouldn't go back now, not when he was this close. 'Let me be yours, Deidara. Let me worship you...' There was no chance anyone would hear that plea, Sasuke was sure. Also, there was no chance anyone but his master would hear the disobedience which was done on purpose, because Deidara was slipping through his fingers and placing a challenge into that confession was the only way how Sasuke could catch his attention back. Or so he thought.
A flutter moved through Deidara's body as he listened to Sasuke's words, pupils dilating as Sasuke moved closer. But other than that there was no clear physical reaction, except for the smirk forming on his lips. 'You've crossed a line, pretty boy,' Deidara purred, his lips dangerously close to his pet's. This would at least be a nice turn of events, and definitely a great end of the evening. Orochimaru was forgotten, the soda was forgotten, his mind was completely focused on Sasuke. 'Better get a move on, little pet. Master will not wait for you in the car, and master will be very disappointed to find his bed empty tonight.'
Grabbing Sasuke by the collar of his shirt, Deidara gave it a harsh tug, steering him towards the exit. They were going to have a fun night together, and Deidara would show Sasuke exactly who his master was.
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