Finishing the Portrait

Genma surreptitiously rubbed his wrists as he entered Raidou's bedroom. The pain was nothing, a minor nuisance to an ex-ANBU.

"Are you happy, Genma?" Raidou searched his face as he began stripping off their clothes.

Genma didn't answer. He breathed in Raidou's musky sweat scent and submitted to the implied helplessness of needing his clothing unfastened and shifted from his body. He looked around the empty room, noticing the sound of the shower for the first time.

Raidou removed his own shirt, Genma's belt, his own belt.... He lowered his voice and asked again. "Are you happy?"

Was he happy? Genma luxuriated in the feel of warm, calloused hands running down his body as his pants pooled around his ankles. He kicked out of them as he considered Raidou's question. After all of these years, this was the first time Raidou had tried, let alone succeeded in, actually causing Genma to feel even a twinge of actual, physical pain. They endured enough emotional and physical pain as an inevitable part of shinobi life without deliberately hurting each other. Should a man feel a surge of "please-control-me-I-need-you-to-fuck-me" when his lover grabs his wrists hard enough to hurt?

Raidou again moved behind Genma, gently this time, wrapping arms around his naked, firmly muscled waist. "Genma?"

The shower sounds ended.

Yes. On this day, one in a long line of anniversaries, Genma was happy. He had unintentionally caused Raidou to feel emotional pain. In turn, Raidou had pushed slightly over their understood line, causing Genma the briefest moment of physical pain. He would pay that price a million times to have these behind-closed-doors moments. Secret moments of submission, letting go of the need to be strong.

He closed his eyes and leaned into Raidou, slowly rubbing back against his growing hardness as Sasuke emerged from the bathroom wearing a towel.

Raidou left one arm possessively circled around Genma's waist while the other reached down to begin stroking Genma's on-and-off since three o-clock erection. He spared a quick glance at Sasuke. "All cleaned up after Kakashi?" He sneered at the towel. "Why so shy? We saw all there is to see in the training grounds. And in my portrait."

Sasuke put his hands on his towel as though to remove it, then hesitated. Kakashi had assured him that Raidou wasn't angry about the portrait, or the... the original posing for the portrait. Sasuke's own appetites as well as Kakashi's enthusiasm for the plan had led him this far. He looked from Raidou's eyes to Genma's, then wet his lips as his gaze slid down to Genma's arousal, now fully hardened by Raidou's practiced attention.

"That's it, Sasuke." Raidou slowed his stroking, pausing at the tip to rub his thumb up and over the head. "You like what you see?"

Sasuke didn't remember untucking the towel, but he felt it brush his lower body as it fell to the floor. He flushed, unable to remove his eyes from the hypnotic movement of Raidou's hand on Genma. The sound of Genma's soft moaning pulled him closer, until he was close enough to sink to his knees just inches away. When Raidou stopped his stroking and held Genma out to him in offering, Sasuke found himself mimicking Sai's moves as though that fool Kotetsu were by his side whispering instructions. Now a pointed tongue, now a flat tongue, now along the ridge. He let Genma's moans guide him.

Raidou nestled his face into the back of Genma's left shoulder, nudging his hair out of the way. He ran his tongue a few inches up Genma's spine, then left a wet, soft trail across the corded muscles of his shoulder. Re-positioning both arms firmly around his lover's waist, Raidou peered over at the Uchiha, who currently had his perfectly-formed mouth teasing in just the head of Genma's perfectly-formed cock.

Raidou rested his teeth on Genma's shoulders and resisted the urge to bite as he looked down on Sasuke's cursed seal. Genma's extensive injuries from the Sound Four had resulted from power provided by similar seals. Raidou tightened his hold around Genma's waist with his right arm, but reached out his left hand to wrap his palm and fingers over the power giving seal.

Sasuke slid his mouth down Genma's entire length, letting it rest heavily against the relaxed muscles in the back of his throat. He tightened his lips and lazily sucked as he made fierce eye contact with Raidou. Leaving his right hand at Genma's base for support, he raised his left hand and deliberately... peeled... Raidou's hand... off.

Sasuke didn't understand the rules of this game. Yet. Raidou would teach him how to play.

Raidou glared back into those dark Uchiha eyes, so like Itachi's. Memories of the fight with the Akatsuki members, the fight resulting in the death of Asuma, pushed into his mind. He sighed and closed his eyes, momentarily replacing his arm around Genma's waist.

Feeling the sigh against his back, Genma uncurled his fingers from Sasuke's hair and wrapped them questioningly, comfortingly, around Raidou's embracing arms.

Raidou kissed Genma's neck in reply, but couldn't stop his thoughts from drifting to the memory of the Akatsuki member's hands at Kotetsu and Izumo's throats... The crushing power that the Konoho shinobi had struggled just to keep at bay.

Then, looking at the Uchiha's eyes and again at the cursed seal, he thought of the latent power in this boy grown to man who had killed more than one Akatsuki member. Growling deep in his throat, he reached out to again cover the cursed seal with his hand. This time, he rubbed his calloused thumb along the jutting muscle in Sasuke's neck.

Sasuke paused briefly, mouth half slid down Genma, then leaned into the stroking thumb and continued taking in the entire length.

Raidou, feeling the trembling beginning in Genma's legs, stepped back and pulled him towards the bed.

Sasuke let Genma slide from his mouth, then got up to follow. He perched self-consciously on the edge of the bed and watched the other two men recline, sharing a quick, chaste kiss.

Raidou positioned himself in between Genma and Sasuke, lightly running his hand over Genma's eyes until he felt them close.

"First, just listen..."

Raidou sat up, then leaned in to Sasuke. He kissed him softly once, then bit down on his bottom lip. When Sasuke opened his mouth in surprise Raidou snaked his tongue inside, not quite closing his mouth around Sasuke's.

Sasuke's tongue twined around Raidou's, tangling for dominance. The men's breathing became rough, ragged, until they both pulled back.

Genma reached for his neglected erection, but Raidou stilled the movement, saying, "For now, just look..."

Putting his hand back by his side, Genma opened his eyes. His cock jumped in anticipation when he saw Raidou reach across Sasuke, opening the night table drawer and feeling around until he found the lube.

As Raidou eased an apprehensive Sasuke to lie face down on the bed, Genma tucked both hands just under his thighs to keep them still, not trusting himself not to disobey.

Sasuke turned his head slightly to rest his right cheek on the mattress. He watched Genma watch Raidou, and wondered at the feeling of lube not being inserted in and around the place he expected, but smoothed and slid down his entire crack. Judging from Genma's quickened breathing and obvious difficulty keeping his hands at his side, whatever was about to happen was something pleasurable.

Raidou stroked the excess lube onto his own erection and repeated, "Just look, Genma. Watch..."

He straddled Sasuke's backside, supporting his weight on outstretched arms. He slid his flattened cock into Sasuke's crack, moaning at the feeling of Sasuke's taut ass. Leaning in to increase the pressure, Raidou stroked himself by rubbing and sliding up and down the Uchiha's gripping, flexing, muscles.

Sasuke reached up with his right hand to grip the headboard, and reached his left hand towards Genma's neglected erection.

"No." Raidou stopped abruptly and climbed off of Sasuke, placing himself once again between the two men.

He reached over to the still open night table drawer and pulled out a small hand towel. He wiped the remaining lube off of himself, then motioned for Sasuke to sit up, by his side, next to Genma.

Sasuke reluctantly sat up, body tensed, ready to refuse any further requests or manipulations.

Raidou was too busy just then to bother with Sasuke. He leaned over to give Genma a soft, then a probing, then a feral kiss. He broke away, once again brushing his hand over Genma's face until he felt the brush of eyelashes, signalling closing eyes.

"Now, just...taste."

Raidou climbed over to Genma's other side, needing easy access to his waiting mouth. He gave Genma something to taste. Just a little taste... Just a tease of Raidou's cockhead rubbing slowly along Genma's bottom lip, pulling it back when a hungering tongue darted out for more.

"You like that, Genma? Tell me you like that... Tell me you want to taste my cock."

The words weren't completely out of his mouth before Genma's reply warmed Raidou's waiting hardness.

"I love your cock, Raidou. Please.. please let me taste it. I need your hard cock in my mouth. Please..."

Sasuke felt as though a string attached Genma's words to his own impossibly hard erection. He felt each syllable tug him closer to Genma's mouth until he, too, reached down to tease Genma's bottom lip with his cockhead from the other side.

"Yesss..." Raidou leaned across Genma and kissed Sasuke's cursed seal in approval. He then straddled Genma, adjusting until he could easily slide just his cockhead over Genma's lips, slipping just inside his parting, panting mouth.

This time Genma's tongue was allowed to follow its impulses and trace over the teasing cocks, now slow and exploring, now fast and hungry, now shamelessly tasting both together not knowing, or caring, whose was whose.

He kept his eyes closed as one man slipped out of his mouth and the other slid in deeper. Genma tongued, tasted, tested. Not Raidou. Sasuke.

He felt the shifting mattress as the other men altered their positions. He reveled in the feeling of Sasuke teasingly fucking his mouth as Raidou's hand finally slid warmed lube up, over, and down Genma's own straining erection.

Sasuke dazedly followed Raidou's murmured instructions to slide out of Genma's mouth and position himself just over Genma's prepared hardness. Still harboring a hint of mistrust, he allowed Raidou to position and lubricate him.

Raidou slid his flexing fingers from Sasuke and reclined on his side next to Genma. He gently kissed one closed eyelid, then the other, indicating permission for Genma to open his eyes.

He traced the the lower edge of Genma's ear with his tongue, then whispered, "Now... feel."

Without realizing what he was doing, Sasuke scanned Raidou's face for permission to lower himself. Irritated with the affirmative nod he received, he almost disobeyed Raidou's intentions. Almost.

When he felt Genma's hips impatiently thrust upwards, Sasuke's instincts took over. He lowered himself slowly... waited... a little more... oh, too fucking good... a little more... until he was completely filled with that beautiful cock he had been hungering for since Sai first settled them in position that afternoon.

He raised, lowered, rode, fucked, and obeyed Raidou's murmured commands until his mind once again rebelled. He stilled himself with Genma still inside of him and glared dark eyes at Raidou, who sat up to meet the challenge in his eyes.

The anger in Sasuke's look was quickly replaced with another emotion that Raidou couldn't place until Sasuke hoarsely whispered, faltered, then softly said, "Everyone was... I didn't have... I didn't have enough power."

Raidou briefly locked gazes with Sasuke, his eyes filled with understanding, before leaning forward and capturing Sasuke's lips in a gentle kiss.

Sasuke only tensed for half of a heartbeat before melting into the kiss. After several moments he pulled back as his body complied with Raidou's earlier commands to please Genma.

Raidou ran the back of his hand gently down the curve of Sasuke's cheek, then climbed on all fours to backwards-straddle Genma. He positioned himself to hang enticingly over Genma's now-extended, now tasting and probing tongue.

Raidou leaned forward to lick Sasuke's cursed seal, then reached out his right hand and steadied Sasuke's hip.

"Stay still. Hold still, right there. Yesss, that's it. Now slide, up and down, just that little bit. Just on the head of Genma's hot, hard cock."

He felt power surge through his body, straight to his own cock, as Sasuke quivered with the effort of doing as he was told. He deserved a reward.

Raidou surprised Genma by taking Sasuke into his mouth. Penetration of any kind with anyone other than Genma used to be against Raidou's rules of exclusivity. Until they started their games with Kotetsu and Izumo. Raidou couldn't get enough of Izumo's responsive cries and love of being dominated, love of having his cock sucked by powerful men. Now Genma, looking through Raidou's straddling thighs, could see Raidou's desire to swallow Sasuke's power, to tease and taste the Uchiha into complete submission. He clenched his fists into the sheets and fought the temptation to thrust straight up into Sasuke, to relieve the almost unbearable pressure.

After several moments of Raidou's expert oral attentions, Sasuke responded by subconsciously disobeying. Lost in sensations, he slid all the way down, filling himself with Genma.

Raidou abruptly pulled away and sat up. "No, Sasuke. Only the head."

Sasuke reflexively started working on a reply, but lost his train of thought when Raidou arched his back and leaned forward again.

Moaning from the teasing touches of Genma's tongue, Raidou decided to return the favor. He began by licking a line up Genma's stomache.

Genma bucked upwards, fucking into Sasuke with a thrust that made him call out.

Raidou let this transgression slide. He traced up with his tongue until he reached where Genma's body joined Sasuke's, then flattened his tongue and teased his way around, over, and up Sasuke until he got to his ridge. He pointed his tongue and traced back down a little before pulling away slightly and letting his breath warm the waiting erection.

"Trust me, Sasuke. Until I tell you different, just... fuck... the head. Use control to stay on the tip, just fucking up and over the ridge. Use your muscles to squeeze my Genma's cock. Then I can lick..." Raidou licked Sasuke's shaft up to the ridge. "And suck..." He put the cockhead in his mouth and sucked it in and out several times. "And fuck..." In one swift motion, Raidou took Sasuke's entire cock in his mouth, relaxing the muscles in the back of his throat to take it all in, suck hard, then slide it back out. "Your big, hard, Uchiha cock. But you have to..."

Before he could finish Sasuke had scrambled to position himself exactly as Raidou had... requested. He began slowly sliding just up and over the ridge, squeezing his muscles to make Genma moan, grab his thighs, beg for more.

"That's it , Sasuke. Oh, that's nice. Genma likes that," Raidou hissed as he took Sasuke into his mouth once more.

Sasuke threw his head back and used all of his control to just fuck up and down the allowed couple of inches, to remember to clench and unclench his muscles for Genma, to only allow low moans to escape from his own body rather than screaming and screaming until his voice gave out from the primal pleasure.

Genma nearly wept from frustration as he tried, and failed, to get his head at angle to wrap his mouth around Raidou's erection. He settled for flicking his tongue over, across, under, and up whatever parts of Raidou swung invitingly over his hungry mouth.

Raidou could hear and feel Genma's increasing distress. He spared just enough focus from Sasuke to wrap his hand around the base of Genma's shaft, stroking up until he met with Sasuke, then firmly stroking back down. Their moans mingled until it was impossible to tell what noise what coming from who, and whose moan was the result of which pleasure.

When Raidou felt Sasuke's tightening, he pulled back and let go of both men. He reluctantly moved from his position and settled down on his knees, off to the side.

He waited until he was sure that Sasuke had no intention of moving on his own, then leaned close and whispered, "NOW, Sasuke. Fuck him now. Jack yourself while you ride that hard cock, and come all over my Genma."

Without hesitation Sasuke obeyed. All of the frustrations of the day... Sai's unfinished attentions, the initial pose, watching Kakashi, watching Kakashi watch him, the second pose, his secret meeting with Kakashi resulting in the copy nin's release but not his own... all of the frustrations drove his frantic movements until they lost all control, all rhythm, and finally culminated as Raidou had dictated. All three men felt a primal surge at the sight of Sasuke's ejaculate covering Genma's chest and stomache, with some drops gracing his lust tortured face.

Genma took his hands from Sasuke's thighs and ran his fingers through the hot, thick stickiness. "FUCK, yeah, Sasuke... Oh, please, please... you can't... don't..." He writhed under Sasuke as the pace slowed then stopped. "I need... Please, Sasuke, Raidou..."

Raidou leaned over to lick the drops of Sasuke from Genma's cheek, then helped ease a limp and sated Sasuke up and off to Genma's other side.

"On your knees, Uchiha."

Sasuke rolled onto his stomach. Pressing his forehead into the mattress with fatigue, he languidly rose up on his knees and lifted his backside into the air, spreading his legs just a little.

Genma impatiently pushed his legs further apart, clutched his hips and forced his ass higher, closer, steadier... He grunted with the same force of his thrusts as Raidou finally let him have free reign to push, thrust, pound, fuck... fucking grab Sasuke and fill that muscled tightness again and again, harder and faster.

He closed his eyes and thrilled to the sound of Raidou's low voice, even before his mind processed the words.

"Tell me you'll let me taste you when you're done fucking Sasuke..."

Sasuke moaned and buried his head deeper in the mattress, overcome with erotic sensations.

"Tell me, Genma."

Genma tilted his head back and clawed at Sasuke. "I'll- oh, fuck- I... I'll let you... taste me... when I'm done... fucking Sasuke."

"Tell me you'll let me slide my finger inside of you, make you ready for my cock."

Genma sank his fingers into Sasuke's trembling thighs as he fucked, fucked, and fucked harder, unable to form words.

"TELL me."

"I'll... let you... finger me. Oh, fuck, Raidou. Please... I need it..."

Genma paused, shaking from the effort, as he waited for Raidou to lubricate him and slide one, then two fingers inside.

He waited for his ring of muscle to relax, to allow the fullness of Raidou's fingers, then began slowly thrusting into Sasuke again.

Raidou kept his fingers still, letting Genma slide back onto them at his own pace. He ran his other hand down Sasuke's thigh in a gesture of affection as much as to claim for-this-night ownership, then reached down under Genma to give his balls something to rub against.

When he felt that high, tight constricting he pulled both of his hands away to allow Genma the freedom to fuck his way to abandoned orgasm.

Genma gripped and thrust with impunity, but his orgasm eluded him. He needed Raidou. Frustrated to the brink of breakdown, he slowed and slumped over Sasuke's back until he felt Raidou pulling his hips, easing him back.

After Genma slid out of him, Sasuke lazily rolled over and watched as Genma and Raidou fell into a well-practiced position: Genma on all fours, Raidou behind him: Gripping, sliding, entering...

Sasuke watched, and in watching, finally understood. Sometimes the strongest men, whose comrades' lives depended on their superior power and control, needed to step out of that role in the bedroom. Seeing Genma's freedom to just listen, look, taste, feel, and get fucked proved the seductive power of submission.

Aroused in spite of himself, Sasuke raised himself up on his knees and nestled his sweat moistened head into the crook of Raidou's neck, hungry for more instructions.

Raidou slowed his pace as he placed one hand on the back of Sasuke's neck, nuzzling him forward until their foreheads gently touched.

Sasuke closed his eyes. He waited.

Raidou slowly thrust in Genma as he instructed Sasuke. "Help Genma. Put some lube on your hands, rub it a little to warm it up, then slip your hand under Genma to grip that huge, just-fucked-you cock. Don't mess up our rhythm, just let my Genma fuck your hand while I fuck his tight..." Raidou thrust. "Hot..." Thrust again. "Ass."

Genma cried out and clawed the sheets from the corners of the bed as Raidou began mercilessly pounding into him, so fast, so hard, so perfect, and Sasuke did as he was told and gripped Genma from just the right angle with just the right amount of pressure.

This was what he wanted... what he *needed*. He looked at Sasuke's beautiful, flushed, sweat soaked face and fucked into his hand. He thought about their stolen afternoon, their hunger for each other on that very day.

Even so, he closed his eyes and felt himself drowning in the sensation of being filled by Raidou. Always Raidou...

They were making love, fucking, making love, fucking, fucking, felt so fucking good... Genma gripped the sheets and clenched his eyes shut. His ass tilted upwards as he begged, "More... Harder...Faster... Fuck-me-faster..."

Raidou supported his weight on his arms as he lifted his lower body, angling to drive deeper.

"Oh, FUCK yeah, Genma. I'll fuck you harder... and faster... So... Fucking... Hard... So... Hot..." Raidou clenched his teeth and drove, thrust, pounded, fucked, fucked, until he felt his high, tight balls start pulsing their release into Genma.

Genma lifted and spread his legs just a little further as he felt Raidou's hot wetness filling him. He buried his own animal cry in the mattress as the hot, wet, outpouring of his come began coursing through him.

Sasuke slid his hand away as Genma collapsed face down onto the wet, sticky, barely-hanging-on sheet.

Raidou allowed himself to slide out of Genma, then reached for the towel again and did a hasty clean-up job. He lay down next to Genma, twining their legs together.

Sasuke turned his head as Genma and Raidou murmured private love talk. He slid off the side of the bed to gather his clothes and go.

Raidou caught his wrist and gently pulled him back, placing a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you... Sasuke."

Pulling Sasuke into their tangled pile of sweaty bodies and limbs, Raidou alternated between soothingly stroking the other men until they both fell asleep.

Noiselessly, Raidou slipped out of bed and padded across the room, stepped just outside the doorway, and retrieved his portrait. Without making a sound he carried it to the already prepared wall mount in the bedroom, carefully adjusted the portrait to his liking, then stood back to admire the work.

Raidou cherished all of his possessions.

-END