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

Warning: This story is BDSM fantasy. Please see chapter one of warnings

The Submissive Dominant

Part Five

Sasuke shifted nervously while sitting in his favorite chair. He didn’t think he’d ever been this nervous. He knew he was taking a risk with this. By allowing Naruto into his home, he was risking the exposure of himself in his most comforting environment. It didn’t need to be sexual for him to lose control.

There was also the issue of not having invited Naruto himself. If it was a submissive approaching Sasuke in such away, he wasn’t sure how he would react. It is likely if their roles were reversed, he wouldn’t be happy at all about the invitation.

He’d given instructions through a third party for a meeting with a Dom. It wouldn’t have bothered him so much if not for the simple fact that Naruto had taken the dominant position in their interactions from the very first meeting.

Naruto was a Dom without equal. He’d played him as skillfully as the most adept musician. He wasn’t even sure Itachi could compare. That was part of what worried Sasuke.

He’d known giving the time and day of their meeting was being defiant. It was the more dominant part of him coming through. It was within Naruto’s rights to deny the invitation and find himself another submissive.

Thought it might have ruined their chances to come to a mutual agreement, Sasuke simply couldn’t fall on his own sword for the man. He couldn’t give up every inch of his soul in the very beginning of their dialogue. He wasn’t a submissive, at least not in the traditional sense of the word. He could still feel the dominant part of him coursing through him and it rebelled at the thought of submitting to anyone.

Even with his masterful way of controlling him, was Naruto Uzumaki truly the Dom who could subjugate Sasuke? How long would it last before Sasuke’s need to take control ruined any sense of harmony between the two? Was there any possibility of longevity between the two?

So many questions swirled through Sasuke’s mind. He felt uncertain about how to proceed with Naruto–provided he showed at all.   Sasuke hadn’t exactly bowed before him when the ball fell into his court.

He’d used Itachi as a go between to set up the meeting. Though he was answering to Naruto’s unspoken offer, he’d answered with orders of his own. It made for a very interesting tug of war between them.

The question running through Sasuke’s mind was more than mere semantics. It was the meat of his stress. Would Naruto come at all? Would he allow himself to arrive on command of the other he wished to own?

The thoughts made him nervous as the clock ticked closer and closer to their meeting time. There still remained an hour until his arrival, leaving Sasuke almost too jittery to prepare the brazed pork shoulder and seasoned vegetable dish he thought to present for their dinner.

What would he do if Naruto didn’t show? The wasted food wasn’t of consequence so much as the mental anguish and his mind was all too willing to supply visuals of Naruto disregarding him as too troublesome to be bothered with. He’d broken him only to leave him discarded on the floor in favor of a more appropriately submissive toy.

“Fuck,” he snarled to himself.

He was allowing Naruto to control him even without his presence. Letting his mind roam into places it shouldn’t was frustrating. He wasn’t used to feeling this way.

Even after his discussion with Hinata, his mind warred with itself. Was Naruto worth allowing his very nature to bend? He wasn’t used to being controlled by others. Could he even allow it? Could he bend without fully breaking?

He was a Dominant. He felt it in his core. He felt the need to feel that trickle of power experienced when a submissive sought to please him with every breath in the sub’s body. His mindset held that natural superiority needed to completely dominate another human.

Yet…he quaked both inside and out beneath Naruto’s gaze. His stomach dropped out and his mind drifted outside his normal cool and collected mindset. He couldn’t say it was subspace, exactly, but it was very dangerously close to it. Some innate part of him longed for what Naruto promised him.

His hands moved almost on autopilot, preparing the food while his mind sought to dissect his feelings. He’d instructed Itachi to inform Naruto of his invitation. It might have been a less than appropriate way to approach the issue, but Sasuke needed some sense of his own dominance to be present.

Some part of his inner self wanted the total dominance Naruto offered, while his innate Dom rebuked the sensations. He was still so conflicted. This wasn’t going to go well. He couldn’t resolve himself to turning his mind, body, and soul over to Naruto. How could he be a submissive when he still felt so dominant?

His doorbell rang loudly, causing his head to jerk up in surprise. A glance at the clock showed it six on the dot. Naruto wasn’t a minute late.

Sasuke scrambled to move the food from the heated burners before walking calmly towards the door. He couldn’t stop the loud staccato his heart pounded in his chest at the knowledge of what this moment could mean. It was the moment he both feared and anxiously anticipated.

Opening the door without even looking into the security hole, he found just what he’d expected. He wasn’t sure if he liked the neutral look on the other’s face. It wasn’t the normal welcoming look he usually wore, nor did it seem angry. It was simple devoid of any sort of expression.

Sasuke felt jarred to his very core. He wasn’t sure what he should say or do. They weren’t here to play the part of Dom and sub, only to talk and possibly come to some sort of arrangement between their very conflicting personalities.

“I’m glad you came,” said Sasuke as he stepped aside.

Naruto said nothing, stepping into the house. His eyes roamed the interior, analyzing what he saw. There was nothing visible in his face to know or understand his mood, be it good or bad.

Sasuke stiffened as the gaze finally landed on him with full intensity. It seemed to see straight into him. He couldn’t speak, so great was the intensity.

The piercing blue eyes weren’t cruel or angry. They merely looked at him.

For some strange reason, Sasuke found himself dropping his gaze while his insides roared in turmoil. He couldn’t find the equilibrium he needed to be someone who housed both a dominant and a submissive. They continued to vie for control.

“You took a while to answer the door,” commented Naruto as he walked through the house towards the kitchen.

“I was cooking.”

Naruto looked Sasuke over. “If you were mine, you would know to have dinner ready as well as be prepared to welcome me.”

Sasuke felt the sting of the undirected reprimand. He bit the inside of his jaw to keep from mouthing off. This evening wasn’t going as well as he’d hoped. He needed to control himself.

It was to be expected. Sasuke was still coming to terms with what Naruto forced him to feel. They needed to talk but such things were best done after a meal. They needed the relaxation.

Sasuke led Naruto into the dining room before disappearing into the kitchen. His hands shook as they attempted to cut the pork without butchering the meat. He’d never felt this way, needing things to be perfection.

Plating the food took longer than it should have, Sasuke moving as quickly as he could while dealing with the stirring need to please. It was a new feeling.

Naruto sat waiting where he’d left him as he settled the plate before him. The look of appreciation on the tan face at the sight of the food was something truly amazing to behold.

It sent a thrill of satisfaction through Sasuke knowing he’d pleased the other in at least some aspect. It was at least a small reward knowing Naruto was satisfied with his cooking.

Naruto began to cut his food, not eating but slicing the pork into small bite sized pieces. His actions were slow and methodical, drawing Sasuke’s gaze from his own meal.

Most people cut as they went. Not Naruto.

Sasuke found a person could learn a lot about another by watching them eat. Impatient people at fast with little thought to the food presented before them. Happy people ate with smiles on their lips, savoring the food and adding to their personal joy. With Naruto, he wasn’t sure he could truly analyze him.

Finally, the meat was cut and Naruto lifted the meat to his lips. He didn’t praise, but it wasn’t difficult to see he enjoyed the flavors. Such knowledge sent warmth through Sasuke.

The remainder of the meal was finished in silence, Sasuke taking their dishes to the sink before gesturing for Naruto to follow him to the living area for the reason they were meeting. A lot of things would be discussed.

Naruto stared at him as he took his seat, sipping on the remainder of his wine. “Itachi said you wanted to talk.”

How Sasuke retained his straight face was a miracle. With his soul still in such conflict, having to discus things with Naruto without him leading the discussion was going to be difficult.

“I’m considering your offer.”

Naruto’s lips twitched–the first real expression on his face since the beginning of the evening. “Oh? And what offer is that?”

The question forced Sasuke to grit his teeth. The man was being purposefully obstinate.

“The offer to come to a mutual agreement,” ground out Sasuke through his teeth.

“Was such an offer made?” Naruto’s face took on a look of confusion. “I’m not sure what you’re talking about. You’ll need to be more specific.”

Sasuke felt his hand tighten into a fist. The urge to punch the man was almost unbearable. Could he even stand to be around him long enough to be his submissive?

“Go on.”

Sasuke’s gaze jerked to meet Naruto’s smirking gaze. “What?”

“Punch me. Slap me. You know you want to. Go ahead and get it out of your system,” taunted Naruto.

Sasuke’s eyes went wide with shock. He wasn’t able to follow the conversation. He actually wanted to be hit?

“Get it out of your system. Satisfy that part of you rebelling despite your cool exterior. I can see it simmering just below the surface. You don’t want to this. You don’t want to be anyone’s submissive.” Naruto smiled widely. “Satisfy that part of you that wants to dominate me.”

He couldn’t help when his fist jerked where it lay on his thigh. Sasuke clenched his jaw painfully, fighting not to rise to the bait being offered. It was a futile battle.

“Come on, Sasuke. Don’t tell me you’re too much of a pussy?”

Sasuke’s vision went red. He couldn’t stop his fist from flying and plowing into Naruto’s jaw, sending the other barreling backwards against the sofa. It was Naruto’s fault he was in this position. It was his fault he was so internally torn about who he was.

Naruto grinned, wiping a bit of blood from his lips. He didn’t seem the least bit phased by the action. In fact, he seemed almost pleased at Sasuke’s response.

The look enflamed Sasuke and he swung again–this time the fist was caught and he was forcibly restrained. “Let go!”

“No. I didn’t say you could beat me into a pulp.”

“Get the fuck out! I knew this wouldn’t work, you son of a bitch. You did it on purpose. All you wanted was to make me doubt myself. Was Itachi in on it? Was it his idea?” screamed Sasuke as he struggled against the arms holding him pinned against the soft material of his sofa.

Naruto didn’t say anything, instead only holding Sasuke until his straining body stopped flailing and relaxed. His hands continued to grip pale wrists, loosening his hold but not releasing.

“Are you calm?”

Sasuke glared at the other, but nodded. He bit his inner jaw to keep himself in check. To lose control like that was inexcusable.

“This isn’t about making you doubt yourself. I don’t want that,” said Naruto quietly.

“Then what do you want?” snorted Sasuke, pulling himself into a sitting position once more.

Naruto heaved a sigh. “There are some people who hide their true selves beneath many layers. You have to peel them away much like an onion until you reach the center.”

“And that’s what you think you’re doing? Peeling away my layers? The only thing you’re doing is making me loose all sense of control without any sort of safety net,” retorted Sasuke.

Naruto shook his head. “I’m your safety net. I would never let you hit the ground.”

“Liar. You’re trying to break me. Itachi put you up to it. He…”

A hand lifted to Sasuke’s lips, careful stopping him from speaking. “No. The only part your brother has to play in this was suggesting to me that you might enjoy a friendship. When I saw you, I saw a man who was wound so tightly, he was just days from self destructing.”

“And you thought to stop me by making me doubt myself?” asked Sasuke.

Naruto shook his head. “I knew you were a Dom but I also knew you held some part of yourself aloof. You needed to be dominated but you couldn’t trust anyone for that. But it was more than about trust. You needed to be broken so you could be reformed.”

Sasuke licked his lips, fighting the feelings of confusion, anger, and hurt swirling through him. “You’re wrong.”

“Am I? If you didn’t need it, why did you break so easily? I suppose I should have taken things more slowly, but you fell so easily as if you were already waiting on the precipice.” Naruto stroked a hand over Sasuke’s face. “You need someone to take control but you don’t know how to let go. Like tonight. You were constantly exerting your control. You set the place, date, and time. You took your time to make sure I waited at the door…”

“I didn’t mean…”

Naruto held up a hand. “Not everything you do is on purpose. The subconscious is just as much a part of you as the active mind.”

Sasuke shuddered against the hold before relaxing. “What do you want with me?”

Naruto’s hand stopped its stroking. “I want you comfortable in your own skin. I want to keep you from self-destructing. I want to see you so lost in subspace that you never want to return. I want to own every part of you.”

“I can’t…I need…” Sasuke swallowed, trying to verbalize what he wanted.

Naruto nodded. “I understand. While I prefer the position of a Dom, I know I could never deny you something that is part of your nature. If it ever you truly need to express that part of yourself, you only need to ask.”

Sasuke’s eyes widened as large as was possible considering his Asian heritage. Naruto could read him so easily. He was able to see into parts of him he wasn’t sure existed.

“What do you want, Sasuke? Do you truly know what it means to be a submissive? You’ve denied that part of yourself for so long that my small ventures sent you so far over the edge you feel you’ve lost control.” Naruto sat back, completely releasing Sasuke. “Let me take care of you. Let me show you the way. I promise not to let you fall without being there to catch and lift you back up.”

Sasuke sat shuddering as Naruto’s body moved away, taking that strange warmth with him. He’d prepared what he’d wanted to say to the other ahead of time but now sitting here being asked what he wanted, he couldn’t think of a single thing.

“Tell me what you’re thinking, Sasuke.”

“I don’t know my limits,” muttered Sasuke.

He could rattle off a dozen basic limits but were they real limits or merely basic ideas he’d brainstormed to maintain control? He had no way of giving Naruto anything more than a standard outline.

“Well,” Naruto murmured, “that’s a start. We’ll use safe words. I would never ask you to go beyond your limits without knowing just how far I could bend you.”

Sasuke wasn’t sure he believed him. There was a difference between breaking someone down, and breaking them entirely. How well did Naruto know the difference?

“Can you trust me, Sasuke?”

Sasuke closed his eyes. With Naruto’s earnest gaze so strong, he found it difficult to doubt him. The look in his eyes made Sasuke want to trust him very much.

“Have you every subbed, Sasuke?”

“Yeah,” he murmured. “Itachi brought me into the scene when I approached him after finding bondage porn in his room when I was a teenager. He always said, the best Doms have experienced both sides of the coin. He wanted me to experience.”

“Your brother was your partner?” asked Naruto.

Sasuke’s gaze jumped to him. “No!”

Naruto chuckled low in his throat. “You don’t have to be so adamant about it.”

“Itachi handled my training as a Dom and supervised my introduction to life as a sub. That’s all. I’ve never been with] him in that sense,” explained Sasuke with a shudder.

He loved his brother. Itachi was the ideal brother in some aspects. He’d made sure Sasuke was able to attend the culinary school and even helped him start up his restaurants. Love him though he might, he didn’t love him that way. He wasn’t even sure Itachi was gay. He’d only ever seen him with female submissives.

“So I have a lot of training to do?”

Sasuke scowled and crossed his arms. “We haven’t decided anything yet.”

“Haven’t we?” purred Naruto. “You’ve already become my sub; the only question is when to start your training.”

Sasuke swallowed the thick lump that formed in his throat. “What a minute…”

“Shh…” Naruto placed a finger on Sasuke’s lips. “We’ll deal with your limits. I’ll introduce you slowly. That is what you want? We’ll discover your limits together.”

“What about safe words?”

“Your choice.”

Sasuke sat quietly, considering what to say. There was the general consensus of using the colors yellow and red. Yellow meant lower the intensity but keep going, while red meant stop completely. It was a fairly wide known consensus in Hell and several other bondage clubs in the city. Until he could decide on any personalized words, those would do and be easily remembered.

“Yellow and red,” he answered.”

Naruto nodded. “Standard words.”

“For now,” retorted Sasuke, bristling at the comment.

“I’d be careful with your tone, Sasuke,” growled Naruto. “I can promise you punishment for it.”

“We haven’t finished with the ground rules,” he answered.

Naruto’s eyes gleamed with the intensity of promise. “So we haven’t. What are things you won’t do?”

And easy question, finally. There were things Sasuke refused to do as a Dom, so he knew certainly that he wouldn’t do them as a sub. “Scat, golden showers, Physical abuse unrelated to scenes, sharing me with others. I can tell you now, the first time you offer anyone access to me is the moment our contract ends. I also expect you to be tested for AIDS and sexually transmitted diseases. I’ll provide you with a record of my own.”

Naruto crossed his arms and arched a brow. “I can get a record from the club. Anything else?”

“I want use to be body fluids monogamous. If you feel you must dominate others…” Sasuke mentally cringed.

The two hadn’t even had their first scene and already he felt possessive of him. He was having trouble even allowing him the action of dominating other. He never would have thought it a make or break part of their contract, but the more he thought on it, the more important it became.

“I won’t.”

Sasuke blinked. “Won’t what?”

“I don’t need anyone else.    I’ve already accepted a position in my father’s company. I was only using Hell as a past time until my license came through.”

Sasuke hadn’t realized he was holding his breath until the air escaped in a loud puff. Relief worked through him. He hadn’t realized just how possessive he was. Even knowing that a sub had no real ownership of his or her Dom, he wanted to own Naruto. He liked knowing he was the only one.

“Is there anything else? How do you feel about sounding?” asked Naruto calmly.

He wasn’t touching him, but the words sent thrills through him. “It’s fine as long as you know what you’re doing.”

“And cross-dressing?”

That gave Sasuke pause. “What do you mean?”

“Ah, you’ve never had your subs dress in women’s things?” Naruto chuckled, bringing a flush to Sasuke’s cheeks. “I suppose we’ll have to give it a try if you’re willing.”

Sasuke’s eyes grew wide and his pants grew tight. With a reaction like that, he couldn’t say he was opposed to it. In fact, his heart began to race with the possibilities. What did Naruto have planned for him? Why was his body responding to the thought?

“I see you are willing,” grinned Naruto.

Sasuke found himself relaxing even more under the tone of the atmosphere. Naruto wasn’t trying to dominate him; he was merely talking about what he might not be comfortable with. He wasn’t trying to force him past his limit.

“Asphyxiation?”

Sasuke’s eyes went wide. It was something he’d never tried as a Dom, let alone had performed on him. He knew it was dangerous if precautions weren’t taken. Accidents could happen even if they were.

“It’s okay.”

Sasuke jerked from his thoughts. “I didn’t say I was opposed to it.”

Naruto’s lips quirked. “We’ll try it out some time. But not too soon. I don’t want to scare you.”

Naruto leaned close so that his lips brushed Sasuke’s ear. “I want to do everything to you. Discipline and punishment: you’ll be taught both through your body.”

Sasuke shuddered, his throat releasing a strangled moan as he felt the other pull away until they were no longer touching. Discipline and punishment…his body quaked with the thought of both being administered to him by Naruto’s hand.

The more time he spent with Naruto, the more he began to trust that he would never overstep the bounds they created. It made him willing to allow Naruto leeway he rarely allowed anyone. He was going to turn his mind, body, and soul over to another person.

“Tell me what you want, my little Sasuke,” murmured Naruto, his body still leaning over Sasuke without touching him. “I need you to say it.”

Sasuke swallowed again, his eyes darting back and forth. This was the point where they verbally acknowledged their contract. It was perhaps the point of no return in many aspects. Was he prepared to fully turn himself over? This was where he could back out with nothing lost.

For the first time since he’d realized what Naruto did to him, his mind felt at ease. If it was Naruto, he could do this. He’d finally found his equilibrium with the two sides of his personality.

He felt tranquil as his lips formed the words. “I want to be your sub.”

Naruto’s lips parted in a feral grin. “I want to be your sub…what?”

“I want to be your sub, sir.”

Naruto nodded, satisfied. “That will do for now.”

He stood and moved away from Sasuke, heading for the door with no other words. “I’m going to send you something tomorrow. I expect you to follow through with the instructions in the package. If you don’t, I’m afraid your punishment will be far worse.”

Punishment? What had he done? They’d only been official for less than a minute.

“Don’t speak, you’ll make it worse. I know what you’re thinking.” Naruto grinned broadly with malice tinged affection. “Your attitude tonight needs to be adjusted. That’s why you’re receiving punishment. I would be lax in my duties as a Dominant if I didn’t begin your training. Punishment is to make sure you adjust your attitude appropriately. ”

He opened the door, turning to Sasuke again and lowering his gaze to the hardness pressing against the front of Sasuke‘s khaki slacks. “Don’t masturbate tonight. If you do, I’ll be most displeased.”

Sasuke’s eyes grew wide. How had he known Sasuke’s first stop would be for the lotion in his bedside drawer? The man was quite daunting with his nearly omnipotent gaze.

“But I will allow a cold shower…this once.” Naruto’s hand lifted to stroke over Sasuke’s jaw in a gentle brush. “I’ll be a good master to you, Sasuke. We’ll start slow and I’ll teach you how to please me.”

With that, Sasuke was left standing in the doorway. He shifted anxiously, feeling his still hard erection pressed painfully against the loose material of his slacks. It was surprising how tempted he was to disobey.

“Fuck,” he hissed.

He’d just made his deal with the devil. Now he simply needed to survive it.

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