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For My Little Brother	By : Luxurien Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1851 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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For My Little Brother – Chapter 4: The Deidara-bot Threesome
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Warning: Contains Lemon, a gay threesome & robot sex
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Deidara was fifteen when he joined the Iwagakure army as an engineer. As a kid, he always had a love of explosions, something about that momentary beauty spoke to him at a spiritual level. Every action movie with its explosions left and right guided him to the one decision – he had to make his own explosions. Those heroes in the movies who tried to stop the explosions weren't heroes – they were villians. They sought to prevent art, beauty, that fleeting moment from existing. They were trash. Deidara knew from the beginning he was the villain. Using the internet as his guide, Deidara did everything he could to learn about explosions, the math behind it, their creation, and most importantly – how to recreate them himself.
Deidara's dedication to art earned him his degree – and his place in Iwagakure's army in the explosion corps when he presented his own special explosion clay. But he grew bored. He was restricted – he couldn't do all the things he wanted to do. He thought if he joined the army he would have free reign and be allowed to set off bombs at will. But no, as life would have it the times were peaceful. So Deidara did the most logical thing. He blew up the explosion corps and left Iwagakure, taking his secrets of the explosive clay with him. As a runaway terrorist in the modern world, there aren't a lot of places he could hide, but luckily there were people out there who appreciated his talents and needed him. People like Danzo who liked to play dirty.
Deidara sat in Danzo's office, waiting for the man himself to appear. Deidara had long blonde hair, some of which covered his icy blue left eye and some of which was tied into a pony-tail behind his head. Just to give the appearance of business, he wore a black suit, but just because he was Deidara his tie had designs of cartoon bombs on them. In fact, while he sat there waiting, Deidara contemplated the decline in cartoons in the modern age- older cartoons had explosions, TNT, dynamite, and lots of comical pain and now… Now there were cartoons about things that weren't focused on that amazing fleeting moment of damage before everything is back to normal and the chase continues – the focus was on character development. Ick. Deidara grimaced just thinking about it.
Just as Deidara was about to blow the place up for making him wait too long, the door opened and a man with a boar mask walked in, he had a black cloak on leaving much to the imagination.
"Deidara-sama, I'm sorry I kept you waiting. If you permit, let us get straight to business."
"Hell yeah!" Deidara said loudly, moving in his chair as he did so. "You already know how my clay explosions work, yeah?"
"Yes. Please guide us in how much C2 and C3 we would need in order to destroy the village square."
"Nn." Deidara thought for a moment. "About sixty million ryo worth of it should do, if you place it correctly, Nn."
"And if you were to place it for us?"
"Eighty million." Deidara said, carefully watching the masked man with his visible eye.
"Very well. We will send the payment after the bombs have been placed, at the same time we expect to receive the detonator."
"I'll have it done by next week, Nn." Deidara nodded as he "Nn'ed."
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Naruto shut his phone off and thought about Sasuke. He figured Shikamaru's method was too complicated, and after receiving the warning not to tell anyone decided to do things his own way and simply ask Sasuke to prove himself. And Sasuke's points were valid – he also seemed to talk like Sasuke. It had to be Sasuke. Why was Sasuke trying to help him by telling him about the robot? More importantly, who was the robot?
After some thought, Naruto finally had a brilliant idea on how to find the robot without Sasuke's help – who needed Sasuke for that anyway? Sasuke gave everything away just by telling him there was a robot! What an idiot. Naruto thought as he smiled and went to speak to his mother about going to the store.
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"What are you doing here?" Kisame asked when he opened the door to the waiting area outside his bedroom and found a certain raven-haired boy on the couch.
Itachi wore an intricate navy blue kimono, loosened so that his smooth chest was clearly visible, the sleeves were at the edge of his shoulders, begging to fall so as to expose more of his skin.
"Do you want me to leave?" Itachi asked, trying to be as seductive as possible. "Hoshigaki-sama?" Itachi said his crush's name in a softer voice, making eye contact with Kisame as the words rolled off his tongue.
"This really doesn't suit you." Kisame said, raising an eyebrow and trying to maintain a cool appearance. The truth was, whatever Itachi was trying to do was working. "I'm not interested in a relationship. Also, you should really stop trying to seduce me, it's not working."
"Your body suggests otherwise." Itachi said with a smirk, his eyes traveling downwards, ravishing Kisame's muscular figure with his eyes.
"Fuck." Kisame said without thinking, a hint of red showing on his face.
"Sure." Itachi almost chuckled. "Let's do it."
"That's not what I…" Kisame began flustered, but decided not to continue. "Look, I told you, I'm not interested in a relationship. This isn't going to work."
"We don't need a relationship for sex."
"You're a kid, way too early to be thinking about that."
"That didn't stop you before." Itachi bit his lip as he said this, wondering if he had gone too far. But it was true – why the sudden reluctance? He had needs too.
Kisame wasn't able to speak for a moment in shock, instead he stared wide eyed at Itachi for a moment. "That was…" Kisame began. "A moment of weakness. I'm sorry I did that to you."
"Why are you sorry? I'm here because I want a repeat performance." Itachi waved one hand as if dismissing the apology.
"Let me put this another way." Kisame said through gritted teeth, "If you continue to come onto me I will fire you and force you and your brother to leave. I don't have to do this. I don't want this, whatever you may be thinking is incorrect." Even as he said this Kisame knew it was all a lie. Since when did he become a liar? Yet he couldn't face the truth with himself, not yet. Kisame could not bring himself to admit to the boy how much influence he had – how he had Kisame completely wrapped around his finger. Why give him that satisfaction? As if to emphasize this to himself, he glared at Itachi.
Itachi was seething. The threat hit home – any danger to his brother immediately put him on guard. He got up without another word, not even looking at Kisame as he, in the most expressionless, Uchiha way possible, left the room. In truth, he knew Kisame didn't mean what he was saying. Itachi was a master of reading other's emotions – but that didn't mean he took kindly to threats involving his brother. He needed time to gather himself before making his next move. His anger fueled his desire to win. This was a game now and he was going to leave with all the pieces.
As Kisame watched Itachi leave, he had to fight every cell in his body to not grab the Uchiha and never let go. He couldn't help but hate himself for his words – he went too far, even without showing a single emotion the boy's lack of words and lack of a glance in his direction radiated a loathing that Kisame did not want directed at himself. He stood there, numb, playing the scene over and over in his head for what seemed like an eternity. When he finally realized what he was doing, it was past 9, and Kisame realized just how exhausted he was. As if in a trance, he entered his room and fell onto his bed, falling asleep in moments.
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Konan sat in the offices at Pain Investigations, leaning back in her long dark blue leather armchair. Nagato and Yahiko sat on either side of her, throwing her origami paper planes back and forth while rolling around childishly in the office chairs. All three wore their ultra serious investigator coats with far too many pockets.
On the desk before Konan were her files on her old "friends." In particular, she was looking at one with the large letters "SASORI" written in all caps.
"Konan." Nagato said, having seen Konan look through most of the other files already, "I should warn you, Sasori's file is… well… it's different."
"I can guess…" Konan said as she flipped open the file, glancing once at Nagato's spiraling light purple eyes, partially hidden behind his deep red bangs. It was Sasori to thank for Nagato's unusual eyes. Well… Not just Sasori.
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Naruto had a horseshoe shaped bulge in his pocket when he walked into his academy class that day. He thought it was so sneaky – no one would notice the object he had hidden in his pocket, it was in his pocket after all. Who would see it?
"Naruto! What's that weird thing in your pocket?" A boy with brown hair and paint on his face asked. The boy had on a fuzzy hoodie with a picture of his dog on the back.
"K-kiba, what are you talking about.. hehh heh…" Naruto said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head as his eyes rolled into a different direction.
"Naruto, you don't honestly think that putting something in your pocket makes it invisible, do you?" Shikamaru asked as he entered the classroom.
"Of course not!" Naruto said with all the dignity he could muster. "I just don't like talking about my personal business that's all!"
Shikamaru shrugged and went to his seat.
"So, what exactly is in your pocket?" Kiba asked nosily.
"Well…" Naruto said, wondering whether he could trust Kiba. As soon as he thought it, a lightbulb went off in his head. "Actually, it's a magnet. Here try holding it." Naruto reached into his pocket and removed the red magnet with grey tips. Immediately, he pointed it towards Kiba, where there was no reaction.
So Kiba is not a robot – if he was the magnet would go towards him! Naruto thought. That means I can trust him.
Kiba took hold of the magnet curiously, turning it over. "Why do you have a magnet, Naruto?"
"Kiba, this is a secret." Naruto whispered, getting close to Kiba's ear. "I think someone in our class is a robot and I'm going to use this magnet to find out."
Kiba laughed as soon as he heard this. "Naruto! Not all metal is attracted to magnets. What if this robot in our class isn't the magnetic kind of robot? Besides there is no such thing as robots, that's science fiction. Stop watching so much TV."
Naruto was indignant. "It's true! You're probably sided with them!" Naruto exclaimed angrily, snatching his magnet back. Kiba returned a look that said "what's your problem?"
The rest of the day went by with Naruto sulking, before deciding he would prove Kiba wrong. When Iruka-sensai left the classroom for a moment, he walked around class waving his magnet in front of everyone who gave him weird looks. Just as he was waving the magnet in Sakura's hair, Iruka-sensai was back in the room one of his eye twitched.
"NARUTO. What in the world are you doing?" Iruka was used to Naruto's antics, but what the heck was this about?
"He's testing to see if anyone is a robot." Kiba snickered.
"TRAITOR. That was supposed to be a secret." Naruto angrily let out, pointing a finger a Kiba as he did so.
"What seriously?" A random kid asked.
"What a loser." Another kid said as the class burst out into laughter.
"What kind of logic is that? Robots aren't real."
"Even if they were why would a magnet solve anything?"
Naruto's fists clenched in anger and he ran out of the classroom and into the school grounds, hiding in his secret spot.
Pulling out his phone, he texted Sasuke, tears falling down his face.
Naruto: Sasuke, you idiot! I bet you're laughing in heaven right now, because of you went around with a magnet trying to find the robot and it doesn't even exist, you jerk!
Naruto: I hate you.
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When Sasori was only six years old his grandmother taught him how to use puppets. When he was seven, he began to make his own puppets. When he was eight his cousin brought a wireless remote controlled car and Sasori watched eagerly, wondering how to make his own puppets wireless. Soon after, Sasori made his first wireless puppet using his own remote controlled pieces. Unfortunately, these puppets had limited control compared to Sasori's fingers with puppets, they used buttons and a joystick.
That wasn't enough for Sasori – he wanted more. So he too, went to engineering school at a young age in order to make his own puppets. Puppets were beautiful. Even years later, his puppets from his childhood looked just as they did the day he made them. Yet, Sasori looked in the mirror and saw his aging face. It was awful. Sasori wanted eternal beauty, and in order to achieve it, he would do anything.
That's why Sasori went into robots. The concept of cyborgs and immortal humans piqued his interest. He began to make cyborg parts and even replaced his arm with an identical from the outside arm – but inside his arm contained weapons and wireless controls. His arm was eternal. It was beautiful. Sasori became addicted.
When Sasori met Nagato, the 20 year old boy was losing his eyesight. Sasori made Nagato new eyes, better eyes. Eyes that could see far and close by, eyes that could see through the various cameras and eyes that could perceive in slow motion, read emotions and even read lips. Yes, Sasori made Nagato beautiful cyborg eyes.
That was when Sasori decided he needed his own cyborg eyes.
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"This can't be real." Konan said looking in shock at the picture of Sasori in her folder.
"It is real." Nagato said.
"He hasn't aged a day since we met over ten years ago…" Konan said, her lips quivering at what she saw.
"He replaced his entire body with robotic parts. Well almost his entire body. It's amazing what his body is capable of doing." Nagato said, glancing at the papers. "It's not just that, you won't believe what else he has."
"What?" Yahiko said, equally shocked by the news. Of the three, only Nagato had stayed in constant contact with Sasori, because of his own cybernetic eyes.
"He has a freaking robot army. He controls the robots with his fingers. It's amazing. He even has a Deidara-bot as his sex toy for when Deidara isn't around. It looks exactly like Deidara but it isn't. Don't tell him I told you about it though." Nagato laughed as he remembered. It wasn't nearly as funny when he had walked in on Sasori and Deidara-bot, having just seen Deidara leave their "smart" robotic house that Sasori had built. Sasori looked like a deer in headlights, getting caught in the act, balls deep inside of his robot sex toy. Clearly this wasn't something Deidara himself approved of.
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Sasuke received Naruto's text message and first he laughed – the dobe actually tried to find the robot with a magnet? In his fit of laughter he fell off his chair where he had been doing homework. Oh, this was rich. Naruto was the best.
Smiling, Sasuke continued to read Naruto's message, his face quickly losing its joy. What have I done.
Putting the phone down, Sasuke tried to think, finding it hard. He hates me. He said he hates me. What do I do? Do I apologize? How do I do that?
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A man in a black suit sat in Konoha park, with a inhumane stillness. His red hair gently waved as the breeze passed through them, and his unblinking dazed red eyes watched a bird that had taken residence in his cupped hands, which were in his lap.
Quickly, a blonde haired man joined the redhead and said "let's go, I'm done."
The redhead stood up and said in a perfectly calm voice "You kept me waiting, Deidara. You know how I feel about waiting."
"Yeah, yeah, sorry."
The redhead's hand suddenly began spinning and extended out to punch the blonde in the arm.
"OWWW. I SAID I WAS SORRY." The man known as Deidara, who appeared unhurt, angrily yelled, headbutting the redhead.
Unbeknownst to the duo, a certain whiskered, blue eyed boy had seen the whole thing.
Robots are real.
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Sasuke was in a particularly bad mood, laying in bed as he stared at the ceiling. His brother had been in an equally bad mood and had closed their shared door. As he tossed in bed wondering how he could apologize, he got a text message.
Naruto: I'm sorry about what I said earlier. I'll never doubt you again.
What does that mean?
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Danzo's men stood in the appropriate area, a suitcase in the hand of one man who was standing ahead of the others, all of whom had masks and black cloaks.
Deidara approached and got straight to business. "Do you have the money?"
"Right here." A masked raccoon answered. "Do you have our detonator?"
"I do. I setup the bombs already, Nn." Deidara smirked and nodded as he said this. "Let me count the money – danna come count, yeah?" As he said this, Deidara placed an object on the ground, where the masked raccoon moved to pick it up.
A man in all black, with a hooded cloak walked from behind Deidara and picked up the money and consequently, ate it all.
The men watched in surprise, unable to react as the man had eaten the money in less then ten seconds. All of it.
"It's good." The hooded money eating man responded.
"Bastards, what did you do with the money?" A masked tiger asked. "It doesn't matter, we'll kill you and take it back."
Quickly all men began to attack the duo. Afar, a man who looked exactly like Deidara watched the whole thing from a paper robot bird in the sky. His left eye was a scope and he smiled, giving himself a moment to revel in pleasure. Deidara had known Sasori for over ten years ago, and had been struck by the beautiful man. He, for lack of a better word, was in love. Deidara wanted nothing more then to blow up this man he loved – what better, more beautiful form of art could there be? Oh the very thought of it gave Deidara shivers as he prepared to enjoy that fleeting moment in which he'd finally get to blow up Sasori. The fact that Deidara-bot might die in the explosion would only be a plus.
"KATSU." Deidara's speech was shaking from sheer excitement as he spoke from his bird and a minor explosion went off where the battle was beginning. Some of Danzo's men were injured – the one's closest to the explosion were dead.
As Deidara zoomed in on the explosion he was reminded of those action movies he loved as a child when Sasori casually walked out of the explosion, the flames burning behind him, whisping into the air. It was as if time had stopped and sound was nonexistent. There was no haste in Sasori's steps, it was as if he was taking a stroll in the park. This is art. This is beauty. Deidara's heart fluttered.
-.-.-
Back in Sasori's smart house, Deidara entered and proclaimed loudly "I'm home! Sorry I'm late, danna!"
When he got no response, Deidara climbed the stairs and entered his shared bedroom with Sasori – maybe while Sasori was busy he could get ready for some fun tonight. Deidara wanted nothing more after experiencing that beautiful moment with Sasori to experience a different type of beautiful, yet fleeting moment with him.
Except things didn't go as planned. When Deidara entered the room his jaw dropped at Sasori's audacity - Deidara-bot was on all fours, with Sasori's erect member sliding in and out of its ass. For a moment, Deidara was speechless thinking about how good Sasori's naked chest looked, focusing on his broad shoulders and how his hair, glistening from a recent shower, matted down and made him look sexy.
In the next moment Deidara angrily walked up to Sasori, who glanced over at Deidara, delicate features hiding the titanium beneath the surface, and smiled. He smiled. "I hate being kept waiting."
"You.. You hate being kept WAITING?" Deidara was flabbergasted. "So you decided to cheat on me with my robot counterpart? Fuck you! We are done. This is over. I don't ev-."
Deidara never got to finish, because at that precise moment Sasori grabbed Deidara's hair by it's pony-tail and yanked off the band holding it together, forcefully moving Deidara's head downwards so that the blonde's lips could meet his own. Without letting go of his powerful grip on Deidara's hair, Sasori's other hand gently stroked Deidara's cheek, and trailed downwards, his cybernetic fingers turning into sharp claws that ripped through Deidara's shirt, causing it to fall to the ground before turning back into delicate, artistic fingers. The gentleness with which Sasori's fingers caressed Deidara's chest compared to the forceful fist tugging at his hair caused Deidara to moan into Sasori's mouth – a chance Sasori did not miss.
Sasori's tongue whipped into Deidara's mouth, lustily seeking out the cave's master. Their tongues met, creating shockwaves of pleasure to course through Deidara and focus in his groin and Sasori's hand trailed backwards, groping Deidara's ass while moving his leg between Deidara's legs, pushing Deidara forth to grind against him.
"D-danna…" Deidara moaned out, breaking their kiss, causing Sasori to growl in displeasure.
"More." Sasori said hoarsely, crushing his lips against Deidara's once more, wasting no time and sliding his tongue down the other's throat in deep desire.
"Nngh… No…" Deidara said, pushing away. Sasori was still inside of Deidara-bot. How much did the man plan to torture him?
"Deidara, nothing compares to the real thing, nothing compares to you." Sasori said, realizing he wasn't going to get any until this was out of the way. "Deidara-bot isn't a replacement for you, it's… a plus. Let me show you how good it can be."
"Y-yeah right, I don't want anything to do with this." Deidara said, appalled at the idea. Was Sasori seriously suggesting a threesome? With himself? Who does that?
"Mmm." Sasori said, sliding out of Deidara-bot, and controlling the bot with his fingers, caused it to roll over and out of sight.
In the next moment Sasori slammed Deidara into the bed where Deidara-bot was previously and, using his razor sharp finger attachments, ripped off what was left of Deidara's clothes.
"If you don't like it, I'll get rid of the robot." Sasori said, as he got on top of Deidara and gently kissed the blonde's neck, swirling his tongue against the delicate skin, inhaling Deidara's taste, smell, and obscene lust. Deidara quivered beneath Sasori and gripped the redhead's locks, wanting to resist while simultaneously wanting to give in to the pleasure.
"F-fine, only if the robot goes." Deidara panted out, knowing at this point he couldn't care less if the robot was involved. Sasori was slowly making his way down, kissing Deidara's chest and leaving small bite marks all over his skin, marking him as the cyborg's own.
Sasori's tongue trailed down to Deidara's painfully erect cock and he smirked, licking the precum off the top, causing Deidara to shake. "No more torture, get on with it, Nn!" Deidara let out impatiently.
"Patience." Sasori said, taking his time tracing the veins on Deidara's cock, using his hands to softly squeeze Deidara's balls.
"Y-You hate being kept waiting and keeping other's waiting. You're keeping me waiting!" Deidara growled in a mix of anger and lust, picking up and throwing a pillow at Sasori, who only smirked as the pillow went over his head.
"Just for that, I'll go extra slow." Sasori said seductively, his eyes meting Deidara's as he took the other's erection into his own mouth sliding deep into his throat. Deidara gasped and lunged, trying to press himself as far as possible into the redhead's throat, his whole body shaking with need.
Sasori slid Deidara's cock out of his own mouth and continued his trail downwards, to Deidara's quivering hole. While stroking Deidara's cock, he licked the blonde's anus, using his tongue to simulate his desire.
"Enough, p-please danna…" Deidara panted, unable to handle anymore.
Sasori moved his head forward and again began to blow Deidara's cock, but this time his fingers traced Deidara's hole. For moments like this, Sasori's robotic body already had lube ready. Excreting them to his fingers, Sasori began to lube up Deidara with two fingers, sliding in and out, stretching the hole he couldn't wait to fuck.
"Ahh, I want your cock. I want you to fuck me, yeah." Deidara said, his legs wrapping around Sasori's head tightly just to keep himself in control. He couldn't cum yet.
"Hmph." Sasori pushed at Deidara's legs, who obliged in anticipation. Sasori was reaching his own limits – he wanted more, and he wanted more now.
In one quick movement Sasori impaled Deidara's asshole with his throbbing member, shaking with his own excitement and hovering over Deidara, who had screamed the moment Sasori's cock had entered him.
"Sorry Deidara, I can't help myself." Sasori said, as he thrusted inside of Deidara as fast as he could without using his robot features. Deidara could not respond – he was screaming and moaning lustily, thrusting himself onto Sasori as much as he could with his own desire.
With a smirk, Sasori straightened himself and wirelessly signaled to Deidara-bot that it was his turn to enter.
Deidara was on cloud nine – he knew already there could be no better sensation in this world then this. That is, until Deidara-bot's warm mouth wrapped around Deidara's throbbing cock and greedily slurped, trying to swallow Deidara's cock whole.
Deidara gasped as his body shook, opening his eyes just long enough to see his lover thrusting into his asshole and his robot counterpart proving there was a cloud past nine. Who knew giving yourself a blowjob was so hot?
Deidara came, unable to last a minute longer, and Deidara-bot drank all of the cum, and licked his lips, not letting a single drop go. The strength of Deidara's orgasm and tightening of his asshole squeezed Sasori so hard his cum spilled out into Deidara without his control. Waves of pleasure passed through both men and their eyes met.
"The robot can stay." Deidara let out through pants, his face red from the sex and his hair tousled and messy.
"Hmph." Sasori smiled as his cock left Deidara's ass, watching as his cum spilled out. Deidara-bot didn't hesitate to slurp up the dripping cum, his tongue slipping into Deidara's ass looking for more when there was none left outside. With a gasp, Deidara's member rose again.
"Round two?" Sasori asked, raising an eyebrow.
-.-.-
"I'll be heading out now." Nagato said with a smirk as he left Pain Investigations, leaving Konan and Yahiko inside. Konan had personally asked him to leave first, and Nagato knew what they were planning.
"Have fun with your date." Konan said with a smile.
"It's not a date!" Nagato said, the door shutting behind him.
"It's really unusual for him to go on a date." Yahiko said, sitting on the rolling armchair and looking out into the nighttime city skyline. Their office had a nice view of it through the glass windows.
"Hmm…" Konan said slipping her Investigator's coat off and letting it fall to the floor.
Nagato swiveled around in his chair and his jaw dropped. "You were wearing that under your coat all day?"
Konan smiled as she walked forward. She was wearing nothing but a lacey black bra and a lacy black thong. Without asking for permission, she got in Yahiko's lap, her knees to either side of his and caressed his face, looking at the face of her lover in the moonlight. Yahiko's hands wandered along Konan's thighs and he moaned "Konan…"
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a/n- I normally don't write authors notes, but I just get the feeling this fandom is pretty dead when it comes to KisaIta, are there any KisaIta fans out there still? Want to be friends? I'd love to discuss the topic or just generally have someone to talk to about this type of thing. I even made a deviantart to find others interested, only to see most such groups died years ago.
Thanks to those of you who reviews/favorited/followed me. I know I avoid writing these things but I do appreciate it. Thanks!
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