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The Pillow Book of Mitarashi Anko	By : JigokuDayu Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 7998 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I remember the last night we spent together. It was a few days after he had allowed me inside his most guarded laboratory.
That was when things started to fall apart. Seeing his "experiments" had shaken me to the core. I was afraid of him for the first time in my life. My insides dropped to around my feet and my blood ran cold. Not since my parents died had I felt that way.
My mood was so hopeless. I was kind of avoiding him after that. Not because I stopped loving him, but because I wasn't sure I even knew who he was anymore. Or myself, to be honest. Part of me wanted to believe it had only been some crazy nightmare. The other part of me was willing to ignore it, if it meant we could stay together always.
I was tossing and turning that last night. My brain wouldn't shut off. We were drifting apart so fast, I could feel it. It was terrifying. I just wanted to forget what I had seen and go back to how things used to be. I didn't want to let go of him, but a chasm was opening between us. It was all I could do not to cry.
Around midnight, Orochimaru entered my room, carrying a lit candle and something else I didn't get a good look at. These he placed on the desk by the head of my mattress. He then slinked into bed with me and took me in his arms. It felt like he was offering me his hand to save me from drowning. I wasn't ready to give up being with him yet, so I didn't move away. I just lay there, passively, and did my best to hold back my tears.
"You haven't come to my room in days. I miss touching you. Don't you love me anymore?" he whispered in a somewhat piteous tone as he began kissing my neck.
I couldn't tell if he was merely feigning loneliness, yet his closeness and seeming vulnerability were getting the better of me. Perhaps he was feeling the same way I had been. His breath and his hands were both caressing my body, drawing me back to his sway. I needed him still. I had to be with him, had to make love to him again. The emotional distance was torture. In that instant, I told myself I no longer cared what crimes he committed.
"Of course I still love you, Orochimaru-sama. It's just that... I-I've felt so sad lately. I don't know why." I didn't want to be too specific, lest it upset him that my loyalty had vacillated. "I guess maybe I'm homesick for the village or something..." My voice cracked as I was practically sobbing. I suddenly threw myself into his chest and clutched frantically at his yukata.
Orochimaru planted numerous kisses on my throat and lips. His body heat was so soothing. "Let me take care of it for you. I can make my girl forget all about Konoha." Then he started seductively rubbing himself against my thigh. He always knew exactly how to get me worked up.
My inner turmoil faded further and further from my mind. In its absence, my desperate love and yearning for him took back control. Still, my body remained somewhat tense, regardless of my desires. I bit down on my lip. Whether it was in an attempt to repress an excited gasp or to rouse myself from my ambivalence, I'm not sure. In the end, my ardour won and I cried out. "I want to be close to you again, Orochimaru-sama! Oh, please stay with me! Please love me!"
"You say that as if I were going somewhere, when I've been the one waiting for you, longing for you. I've always let you come to me before. Now you've driven me to the point of skulking about at night to find you." His face took on a bit of a sullen pout. "Sometimes you can be quite cruel, Anko-chan."
He stopped grinding his hips on my leg and instead kissed me with a great deal of force. His teeth scraped my mouth as he pulled back. "I need you now!" Orochimaru put my hand on him. "Can't you feel how hard you make my cock?" His voice sounded, dare I say it, desperate.
Gradually, I moved my fingers on him, till finally I was under his yukata. Once my palm was against the bare skin of his shaft, I gently stroked it up and down. It was wonderful to caress him again. The warmth spread over me, to my insides.
Orochimaru squeezed my hand more tightly around him. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly. "Yes, just like that..." he moaned. "My sweet, beautiful Anko-chan, I want you. I want your body. I want your servility. I want your love for me." He kissed me again and this time I was equally passionate.
Any lingering resistance had been completely vanquished. "Forgive me for being so cold, Orochimaru-sama. Let me make it up to you." My chest heaved. I started to scoot down the bed so I could take him inside my mouth, but he stopped me.
"No, I'm not interested in that right now. I want to be inside your cunt." He sat up, peeled off his yukata, and then reclined against the wall beside my bed. "Come here, Anko-chan," he panted, crooking a finger at me. His eyes bore into me as if he were trying to read my thoughts. "Come ride your sensei's cock. Let me feel you throbbing around me. Show me how much you love it!"
It was all such a turn-on that I was chewing on my lower lip as I watched him. My heavy eyes were locked on him, even as I wriggled out of my knickers. I crawled up on top of him and clutched his shaft again. This time it was to guide it inside of me as I eased myself down onto his lap.
He yanked my babydoll nightgown up over my shoulders and threw it across the room. "That's what I've needed to feel, you letting me inside your body," he hissed. "Take me in deeper. I want to be completely inside of you."
I grabbed onto his shoulders pushed myself down further. There was pain, but also the sensation of my hips flush against his. It was probably a combination of a minor growth spurt and getting worn in by him during those months that allowed me to take his entire length in at last. "I think I finally did it! I think I finally have you all the way inside of me," I wailed.
"Mmm, indeed! I'm so proud of you, my dear." Orochimaru purred his delight, licking and biting my neck. "Don't stop now. I want to see how much you've learned. Move your cunt on me. Fuck my cock."
"Oh, Orochimaru-sama!" My eyes rolled back into their sockets. God, he drove me wild when he spoke to me like that. I started moving more and moaning, really getting into it. My arms fell to my sides. I grasped at the sheets, pushing up off the mattress to aid my movements.
His hands latched onto my hips and his nails drove themselves into my skin. Orochimaru smirked at me. "Yes, keep going, my dear. I want us both to come like this."
He let go and brought his hands back in front of me. His left hand went straight for my right breast, pinching and tugging on the nipple. The other roughly stroked my clit.
My cheeks were burning up. My eyelids grew even heavier, then fell shut. When I forced them back open, I saw him lean in to get his mouth on my left breast. My back arched out to meet him.
Orochimaru licked and bit my nipple, and then he grabbed me by the throat. He kissed me deeply, till we were both short of breath. "Do you know how lucky you are, getting to have my cock inside you? Not every kunoichi is fortunate enough to be fucked by her sensei. And it's especially rare for that sensei to have my expertise." He whispered against my lips, "Be a good girl and thank me for it."
"Oh yes! Thank you, Sensei," I whimpered. Chills travelled up my spine, yet my skin felt hot.
"Again." He was gazing directly into my eyes.
"Thank you, Sensei!"
"Say it again."
Soon I found myself saying it over and over as I rode him harder. "Thank you, thank you, thank you..." At last, I was moaning too much from the intense pleasure that overtook me to form any words with my lips. I wrapped my arms around him to keep from collapsing.
Orochimaru must've been holding back, as he seemed to let himself go right then. His eyes squeezed shut. He hissed and groaned through gritted teeth. The noises he made in bed were thrilling.
Once his breathing settled down, he lifted me off of him. "You've done so well, getting me off like that. What an incredible fuck you are! And that sweet cunt of yours," Orochimaru sighed. His tongue emerged and smacked his lips. "I like knowing it belongs only to me." He smiled and motioned for me to turn around.
I laid down facing away from him. I knew Orochimaru wanted spooning time, as he generally did after sex. Less than a second later, I felt his face on the nape of my neck and his arms encircling me.
"All of me belongs only to you, Orochimaru-sama," I sighed blissfully as I rested my arm on top of his. "I love you more than anything in this world."
"Never forget that," he whispered.
"I swear I won't." It was the truth, despite what I had seen earlier in the week. I mean, I now knew he was this monster and I was frightened of him. Though at the same time, he was still the alluring, gorgeous sensei I had loved for so long. I was willingly sharing a bed with him, even though he could potentially kill me, because it was worth it to me. My heart was feeding me this nonsense that love had fixed everything. God, I'm a fool! But the sex was fucking amazing! If he'd given me the curse mark in bed, I probably wouldn't have had the will to turn from him.

Some twenty minutes passed with us just cuddling. My fears managed to slip my mind. There was only the sense of security and love I felt in his embrace.
I had nearly drifted off when he spoke up. "There's something I've always wanted, my dear."
I rubbed my face to dispel my drowsiness. "What is that?" I asked.
He purred in my ear. "To have your arse."
"Huh? What do you mean?" I blinked slowly a few times. A strange, tingling feeling went through me.
"You have such a delicious, little arse." Orochimaru teasingly licked my neck. His breath made my damp skin prickle. He gently sibilated, "Let me fuck it."
"I guess so," I answered, wanting to please him. Still, I felt weary and confused. Doing that was never something I gave much thought to.
He moved his hand down to my thigh and caressed it. The arm he had beneath my neck squirmed about till he was able to fondle my bosom. His pelvis undulated against mine. It was obvious that he was hard once more. "Do this for me. I want to feel your arse around my cock." His soft, panting voice made me melt. "You'd like it, too. Wouldn't you, my sweet Anko-chan? Mmm, you'd love that!"
I was hopeless to refuse. He'd pushed all my buttons and had me aching to give in. "Yes, Orochimaru-sama, please have me there!" My words came out in more of a moan than I had intended. I turned to face him in time to see him licking his lips again. Unconsciously, I opened my mouth and inched my tongue out for him.
He obliged me with wet, bestial kisses, if one can call them kisses. They were more frantic tongue-touching to the point I was near exhaustion. Finally, he stopped and flipped me onto my stomach. Orochimaru adjusted the pillow so that it was lengthwise beneath my torso. The way I was bent over it allowed me to hold onto it tightly.
"Don't worry. It doesn't hurt if it's done right." Orochimaru reached over to my desk and retrieved the mysterious item he had brought with him. Now I could see it was a familiar bottle of what he referred to as 'soap.' We had used it a few times before when he had me stroke him off. He applied it to himself until he was quite slick. "I'm going to put it in now." His soughing excited me, and so I knew I definitely wanted him to do it.
His hands spread me apart. "Relax your body," he whispered. Slowly, Orochimaru worked his way in till he was deep inside of me.
At first, there was so much pressure that I didn't think it was going to go in. Once it did, and he proceeded to thrust, it eased up considerably. My mind was overcome by bizarre titillation. It was a little frightening. I was whimpering rather loudly and my eyes were welling up.
"Mmm, fuck, it feels so good! You know just how to squeeze my cock in all your holes, don't you? You're such a tart, Anko-chan," he sighed loudly. "I shouldn't have waited so long to try this." Orochimaru lowered himself onto my back. "Do you like taking me in your arse?" he whispered very sweetly, nibbling on my ear.
It took me forever to reply to that. My senses were in such disarray. Eventually, I caterwauled, "Yes... Yes, I do! Oh, I can't believe how good it feels!" I arched up against him, wanting to feel it more. Mewling over and over, I was hardly able to catch my breath. "Am I supposed to like it this much?" I managed to ask.
"It's natural to enjoy it there. People are just afraid to admit it." His breath was rasping. "Would you like me to go harder, my dear?"
My head was spinning, but in a good way. All the blood seemed to pool in my face. I nodded eagerly and whimpered, "Mmmhmm, mmmhmm!"
He proceeded to ram me with his cock again and again. We were both wailing. Tears overflowed from my eyes and poured down my face. He clawed my hip with his left hand, reaching around to stroke my clit with his right. That added attention from his fingertips made me climax almost immediately. It was so strong.
"Coming so quickly? You must like it even more than I thought. In that case, I'll be merciless." Orochimaru straightened up off me and grabbed my hips with both hands again. His grip was hard enough to leave bruises. He pounded me with such strength that it did begin to hurt, as if I were being impaled. I cried out even more.
About a minute or so of violent thrusting was all he could take before he lost it. Orochimaru was groaning and swearing as if he were in pain. His pace was still fast, but nowhere near as harsh. And it went on and on, longer than any other orgasm I'd given him. "Ay fuck, I'm still coming!" he hissed. Another ten seconds went by before he finally collapsed on my back. He was sweaty and breathless. His hips continued to sporadically twitch as he recovered from it all.

After we had taken a quick shower, Orochimaru and I were both quite drained and yawning repeatedly. We got back into my bed, where we kissed for a bit.
"Did I hurt you, Anko-chan?" he asked, brushing his fingers against my cheek.
"It's a little sore," I replied, nuzzling his hand. "But I still loved it. Oh, I love you! I love you more than anything!" Wrapping my arms around him, I could no longer hold back the urge to weep. I hid my face in his chest. Three sharp sobs broke loose and were barely muffled by Orochimaru's flesh.
"Shh," he replied, lightly pecking me on the neck. He tilted my chin up to kiss my mouth. "Let's go to sleep now, my dear. I want to enjoy lying here with you in my arms." Orochimaru then spun me around to spoon me once more.
I'm sure I dozed off before him, but of course I couldn't see his face from that position. It didn't really matter. Our problem felt a million miles away, allowing me enough calm to fall asleep.

The next morning, Amachi barged in, waking us up. I hurried to cover my breasts, which Orochimaru was clutching onto, with the blanket. It was so embarrassing; I nearly hid my face under the blanket as well.
Amachi gave me a nasty look, and then squinted at Orochimaru. "Do you have any idea how late it is? We need to get to work and you're wasting time getting sentimental!"
Orochimaru tensed up at that last word. I could tell he was livid. "How did you know I was in here?"
"I could barely sleep last night with all that moaning and the bedframe banging and creaking. I am in the next room!" Amachi gestured to the wall, then folded his arms over his chest.
"Anko and I will make as much noise as we please. It's not my problem if you're jealous. Get your own lover. You're not allowed in Anko's room or to see her like this! As for me, I'll be out when I'm ready. Now go!" Orochimaru shouted those last words.
"But"-

"Get out!" He screamed so close to my head, it made my ears ring.

Amachi grumbled, but left. I thought at the time that he really was jealous of our love-making. In hindsight, I realise Amachi saw me as nothing more than another experiment. Maybe if it weren't for that slime ball, Orochimaru wouldn't have done what he did to me soon after.

It was a few hours later that I was given the curse mark. That was the end of our time together and the dawn of ten years without the slightest hope of being near him again. Is there really any hope in me now? Against my better judgement, yes, there is. Ever since the chunin exams and our little "reunion," this foolish hope has taken over my life. It's my sustenance.

You know why I didn't go with you, Sensei? Because I'm a coward. I put my own fears above serving you. It was wrong and I hate myself for it. You kept giving me all these second chances and I was ungrateful. I should have just trusted you more. We could have gone on, but closer than before since I had survived. That's what you wanted, isn't it? You were testing me to be sure that I was worthy. I failed you by not seeing that. In my defense, I realised my mistake a second later. What a feeble excuse! You taught me how crucial every second is. How could I have forgotten such a basic rule? Maybe I am unworthy.
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