Honey and Vinegar | By : crimsoncat Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2261 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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By the way everybody, this is my first shot at a lemon. 9,100 word total. Fear my obsessions.
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This is a Deidara X You X Tobi threesome.
For those of you not familiar with "you fiction", "second person", "reader inserts" or the like, this story is to be read from the perspective of the reader. Basically, "You" refers to YOU, the reader. Every time you see a ______, you insert your name in place of the blank. This fills in the dialogue.
Example:
Mary is reading this story. She reads the following line:
________ went to the market
This line is read by her to be "Mary went to the market."
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"Looks tasty, yeah?"
You look down at the pulsating shaft in front of you; veins of deep blue popping right out of the red skin, every last spot in the filled with blood. The head is oddly heart shaped, ironic in the whole scheme of things. Currently, it is leaking a clear substance, evidence of Deidara’s apparent fondness for you. From your position, just mere inches above the excited organ, you can pick up a distinct odor. The smell reminds you of the musky odor your underwear has after being worn all day. The only difference is this new smell has a hint of salt.
You suddenly feel the urge to throw up.
When the two travelers had shown up at your inn four nights ago, you didn’t think much of it. It was pouring that night; you figured the pair probably needed a place to dry off. They'd arrived in matching black cloaks with red clouds embroidered on them. Both were sopping wet and dripped like leaky garden hoses, until you retrieved several towels.
The blond one, whom you originally thought was a girl, looked grumpy with his long bangs plastered to his face. He attempted to blow them upwards only to have them fall right back with a wet “smack”. You tried not to laugh, as you dried off his hair gently with your favorite towel. The second man had short, spiky hair that was as jet black as the night he’d walked out of. He shook like a dog and earned a few curses from both you and his partner.
Later that night, you’d made them some hot tea and all three of you had sat by the fireplace, trying to dry off.
Solitary and silent, your inn was a sanctuary for travelers who were unable to reach town before nightfall. You alone ran the inn, taking great pride in being a successful business owner. Though you enjoyed the freedom that came with independence, you longed for the presence of any and many a human during the long days and nights. You felt that anyone, any living, breathing person would improve the situation. The two travelers were as welcome as flowers in spring. It'd been a while since you last had company; you were just grateful to see two people walk through the door.
You found it a bit odd that they would fight so much, being companions of a sort. Though they looked nothing alike, that you could tell even with the orange mask, you figured they might be related. Their quarrels did seem sibling like in nature. However, none of your speculations mattered. They offered you money, you offered them a place to sleep that wasn’t dark, dank and covered in mud. They were customers, nothing more.
As the rain continued on, you noticed they were becoming increasingly agitated. The spiky haired one, named Tobi, was friendlier and solved his boredom by challenging you to games of skill. You lost miserably, but his constant hyperactive silliness was mildly endearing. You ended up playing agaist him at least twice a day.
Deidara, the blond man, mopped around, scowling at the sky whenever possible. Every time you offered him food or conversation, he had just glowered at you too. You chalked it up to spring fever and went about your days as usual, occasionally stopping to converse with the cheery Tobi.
Never the less, no matter which way you turned, Deidara seemed to be watching you. You couldn’t help but feel a little stalked as you noticed him walking from room to room almost every time you did. He seemed to always be just around the corner, regardless of what chore you were doing. For the first time in years you found yourself locking your doors and barricading them shut whenever you retired for the night.
The fifth day of rain seemed to break the bird’s wings. As you walked to the kitchen to prepare an early dinner, a hand suddenly pulled you into the living room. You followed the hand up its arm and locked eyes (or eye in his case) with its owner.
“Deidara-san? What do you want?”
“Remember how you asked me if there was anything you could do to make me more comfortable, yeah?” Deidara asked. His blue eye bore into you with such intensity that you fidgeted.
“Um…” you paused. The sudden desire to run crossed your thoughts. “Yeah… Why do you ask?”
Deidara’s eye widened for a second, before his whole face settled into a very predatory smirk.
“Because I think that I just found something to do,” he replied, pulling you towards the couch.
A sudden tug of reality ended your mini flashback.
Your eyes flash upwards, straight into the haughty smile that Deidara is wearing proudly. The hand in your hair loosens for a bit, pressure shifting from the large palm to the strong fingers. The five points of pain, spread equally around the crown of your head, force you to look up at the blond man.
“Suck it or I blow your arm off, yeah?” he commands with and evil smirk. His left arm grips your right wrist tighter, painfully reminding you who has control.
You pleadingly look over at Tobi. His cloak, like Deidara’s, lays sprawled on the floor. He is seating on your right in your best arm chair, reclining with both hands tucked behind his head. His legs, crossed at the knee and relaxed stance tell you exactly how much help he is going to be. As if he can read your mind, he suddenly speaks up.
“Tobi is a good boy, but that doesn’t mean he can’t watch! Right Deidara-senpai?” Tobi exclaims excitedly in his happy little voice.
“As long as she does what she’s told, I don’t care.”
The pressure from the palm of Deidara’s hand returns, pushing you down towards his cock. You thrash a bit until a painfully tight grip on your wrist reminds you of things worse than face rape. The bottom falls out of your stomach as you come within mere centimeters of the twitching head. Your breath dances lightly over the top, frustrating Deidara.
“Stop being such a pussy! Take it already!” he growls, teeth gnashing together.
You numbly let your tongue slither out from your mouth and lower it to the hot member. A flick of your moist muscle travels from the ridge below the head and back into the air. You glance up at Deidara, his glare is hard and he looks more pissed off by the minute.
“What the hell was that!? I said suck it, not tickle it. Now, SUCK.” His hand pushes you down so that his penis slides across your cheek. With a grimace, you feel a wet gel like substance drying on your skin. In a few seconds it becomes tacky and awkward.
“NOW!”
You hesitantly open your mouth and lick the tip of the shaft again, this time dipping into the slit with your tongue. You gain a bit more confidence as you feel the skin part slightly. It lets a salty drop of clear fluid hit your tongue. Parting your lips, you gently push down until the head pops inside your mouth. Your teeth settle gently on the ridge just below the head.
“Can’t feel it, go deeper!
You try to go further down but get stuck on the dry shaft. Fuzz from Deidara’s pants coats your tongue in and unpleasant manner. It dries you out, sucking what feels like all the liquid from your mouth. The skin of his member is soft but it sticks to your lips, pulling the already tight skin even more. You hear a “tch” of pain from Deidara and practically see him wincing. You pause, unsure of what to do.
“______-chan needs to pull off and lick the rest of it.” Tobi the voyeur calls from his chair.
Feeling like some cheap whore, you pull off Deidara’s head and begin to lick at the rest of his cock. Smearing as much saliva as you can muster on the shaft; you return to the top and let it slide into your mouth again. This time, it goes deeper, touching the raised part of your tongue. Gently, you suck on all that’s in your mouth. More of the salty precum dribbles onto your tongue.
“Ah- go deeper! Deeper yeah!” Deidara moans lightly.
You pull back to the tip, not wanting to continue. Deidara’s left hand twists harshly into your right wrist. A painful bite reminds you that you really have no say in the matter. You feel the bruise start to form as his right hand pushes you roughly back down. It’s all you can do to open your mouth wide as his hard cock thrusts into your mouth. Then Deidara’s hand pulls up on your hair, coaxing you back up the length of his member until your mouth is just kissing the tip of his head. The he shoves you back down. You feel the head of his penis jab none too gently into the back of your throat. Your gut spasms and you burp up gases from your stomach. You pull off, gasping for air.
“Dumbass! You don’t have a clue what you’re doing!” Deidara states angrily. He shoves you backwards onto the floor. You fall straight back. Your head makes a horrible “crack” as it hits the wooden floor. Grey swirls overtake your vision for a second. As your eyesight clears you are pulled up roughly by another strong arm.
“Tobi can teach her. She just needs instruction. After that she can go back to Deidara-sempai.” Tobi’s playful voice states from just beside you. You feel the pulses of pain subside enough to realize what Tobi is suggesting.
“Yeah, whatever. Anything will be better than that piss poor excuse for a blow job.” Deidara mutters, half pouting. Despite being a victim, you feel a streak of anger rise in the back of your throat. Maybe you would have done better had he NOT shoved his penis in your face.
Abruptly, you’re forcefully pulled to the side. Tobi’s large hand wraps around your arm. You never considered yourself small before, but having his palm fit around your entire elbow suddenly makes you painfully aware of the size difference. Tobi drags you over to the arm chair he was seated in. He casually throws a cushion on the floor and pushes you down into a kneeling position. While you’re still puzzled, he undoes his pants, allowing his own erect member out into the open.
“Tobi will teach _____-chan to please men.” He laughs, his right hand wrapping around the left side of your skull. You are rudely yanked forward. Your hands shoot out to brace yourself on muscular thighs, just in time to avoid being hit in the face by Tobi’s hardened cock. You stare up at him wide eyed, not entirely sure what he’s playing at.
“_______-chan just doesn’t know what to do right?” he asks, seeming almost concerned about your prior treatment. You feel his fingers curling in your hair. They press into the base of your skull, gently massaging at the tension headache you had coming on.
You nod your head tentatively, unsure of your unusual treatment. What is he trying to be? The nice rapist?
“Just follow Tobi’s instructions. Tobi knows what he likes.”
You can see Deidara roll his eyes out of the corner of your vision. Well, at least Tobi’s dick beats the crap out of the other dick in the room [1].
Gently, your head is pulled towards Tobi’s hard on. You can see it twitching with anticipation.
“Lick it first, get it good and slick.” Tobi commands happily. You obey, taking long slobbery licks from the hilt of his shaft all the way up to the head. After about the fourth lick you pause. Reaching with your right hand, you pull and strand of hair and some lint from your tongue. Tobi watches you, waiting patiently for you to finish pulling the fuzz out. You smack your lips dryly. Again, the fluff has sucked up most of the moisture in your mouth. Suddenly, a small glass of water appears in your face.
“Drink. It’ll help.”
You take the glass from Tobi and quickly suck it all down, desperate to wash the taste of these two criminals out of your mouth.
“Geeze, if only she’d be that enthusiastic about taking cock, yeah?” Deidara jibes from the couch on your left. You turn and frown at him, noting his hand is down the front of his pants. His eyes never leave Tobi and you. From his vantage point, Deidara can, no doubt, see everything.
“Tobi thinks it helps to go slow…” he points out with a sweat drop. You nod, sticking your tongue out at the blond. Deidara perks up a bit, sitting a little straighter with a grin on his face.
“That’s an offer, yeah?” [2]
“You wish!” you spit angrily. Tobi then catches your chin between his index finger and thumb, turning your head back around.
“Focus. Tobi can’t teach you if you don’t work at it,” he points out. You can practically feel a happy grin radiating off his body. As he pulls you toward his hard on once again, you wonder how you went from being threatened with limb loss to being a student.
Again, you lick his member, slobbering as much saliva as possible. As you let your tongue roll up and down, you can't help but notice his hand gripping you a little tighter. Gently, you use the sides of your tongue to trace little circles around the entire circumference of his hard on. Then, you switch, letting your tongue wash all the way up to the slit on the top of the head. Softly, you flick it, tasting the viscous precum beading out from his cock. Finally, you close your eyes and slowly use the middle of your tongue to wet his manhood while the tip trails gently behind. Tobi twitches, and you know you’re doing it right.
“Un… Tobi… That’s so hot.” Deidara pants from his seat. You can hear fabric rustling and become painfully aware that the blond man is casually jerking off to the sight of Tobi and you. Unsettled, you pull back against Tobi’s large hand.
Tobi’s one eye stares at you from behind his swirly orange mask. He almost looks concerned.
Almost, but not.
“Listen to Tobi,” he states evenly. His voice is blissful and placating, almost mesmerizing. You feel suddenly calmer, and vaguely wonder why his eye seems so red. “Focus just on Tobi. Got it?”
You nod.
“Good. Now, put your mouth on the top. Tobi and _____-chan will go slow.”
Noticeably more serene, you do what you were told. You open your lips and slowly draw Tobi inside of you. Like Deidara, his skin is soft. You can feel the petal like membrane moving up as you take Tobi a quarter of the way in. His head rubs against the middle of your tongue.
“Now, come back up,” he commands. You obey, trying to let go of him as quickly as possible. Tobi catches your head, holding you in place.
“Slower, release Tobi slower.”
Painfully slow, Tobi’s hand allows you to back off of his cock. Sliding it out of your mouth, he holds you tight when the tip is pressed to the outside of your lips.
“Good. Now, take Tobi again, but this time, suck more as you pull off him.”
A light moan could be heard from Deidara, but Tobi has too tight a grip on your head for you to turn around and look. He presses against you head again, forcing you back down onto his hard on. This time, you produce a little friction of your own, obediently creating a vacuum with your mouth. Tobi grips your skull a little tighter but says nothing as he slowly pulls you back.
“This time, Tobi and _____-chan will go deeper. Prepare yourself.”
The pressure on the back of your head returns full force as Tobi pushes himself to the back of your tongue, just missing your gag reflex.
“Move your tongue against it as you let it go.” Tobi mutters.
You rub your rough tongue against the soft skin, rolling the sides to create a chute like passage.
“Keep your lips tight. Tobi should feel it pop out,” he informs. You increase the pressure on your lips while attempting to keep your tongue moving. Mentally, it was rather trying. Despite being forced into the whole affair, you feel a sickeningly twisted sense of feminine satisfaction as Tobi breathes roughly.
As soon as his penis leaves your mouth, Tobi pulls you up so that your face hovers below his mask. He tilts the mask to the right, only exposing his lips to the air. Forcibly, he kisses you. His lips are soft on the edges but cracked in the middle. You feel dead skin rubbing like sandpaper against your lips. His tongue sweeps forward, dipping into your mouth and brushes all around as if it was hunting for something. Your left cheek grinds into the painted wooden mask. You feel the very edge of it digging into your jaw bone. The rough surface feels like it was never sanded. You hope that you don't end up with splinters in your cheek. All around, it is an awkward position and you draw back against Tobi’s large hand, trying to get away.
Tobi pulls away and deliberately licks his lips as he shifts the mask back on.
“Tobi likes the taste of himself on _____-chan,” he states huskily. His calloused fingers clamp painfully onto your trapezius, giving him complete control over your head. His grip is tight that you feel your neck seizing up. Tobi pushes you back down to the kneeling position you were in before. His left hand finds its way to your head and playfully ruffles your hair. Another groan from Deidara makes you feel sick.
Great, he thinks that snowballing is hot. [2 1/2]
“Oi!” Deidara calls from the couch. Tobi turns to look but his hand holds you in place. It was probably for the better. Your confidence is hanging by a thread and the thought of Deidara masturbating to your “lesson” is killing you. The sight of it would only make it worse.
“Yes, Deidara-sempai?” Tobi questions cheerily. His hand gently scratches at the back of your neck. You can feel rough fingers picking at the little bumps on your skin. You neck aches from being held down too long and you really wish you had a better view than that of Tobi’s erection. The smell is making you gag and the sight certainly isn’t helping.
“We don’t have all night, so get on with it, yeah!”
“Yes, sempai.”
Heavy pressure lowers your mouth to Tobi’s cock. His left hand aligns the heated member with your lips and you are forced to take it in. You felt the hard on move along the top of your mouth just brushing against the back of your throat. Your stomach spasms again as you gag on Tobi. You push upwards with your arms, desperate to get it out of your mouth. All your might can't compete with Tobi’s as he insensitively grasps at your hair.
“Stay down. You have to get used to it,” he explains in a jovial fashion. Your eyes sting as his dick twitches across the back of your throat. His voice sounds so sweet and yet it juxtaposes violently with the uncomfortable grip he has on your head. You feel strands of hair tearing out of your scalp. It reminds you that, despite him being more patient then Deidara, Tobi is still forcing you to perform fellatio. What's worse is that he is so chipper about it. At least Deidara is as pissy as you are.
When Tobi releases his hold, you shoot backwards, skittering across the floor. Your throat burns as you attempt to cough up the liquid that has been smeared inside you. Snot leaks from your nose and tears run down your face. You feel like a mess and probably look worse. Hacking violently, you grip your throat and pull yourself behind the chair, lamely attempting to hide.
From beyond your watery eyes you notice Deidara staring at you. He’s shocked that you’ve broken away. His blue eye is wide and his blond bangs conceal the other half of his puzzled face. Then he begins to laugh cruelly, “Looks like she didn’t like that, yeah. I think she’s hiding from you Tobi.”
Footsteps round the chair and a pair of black boots stop directly in front of you. You follow them up the loose black body suit until you stare in horror at the orange swirling mask.
“____~chan….” Tobi, sings lightly in a childish voice. He squats beside you, his mask on level with your terrified eyes. “You shouldn’t have done that.”
Throwing yourself backwards, you push through the little space between the chair and the wall. You end up on the other side of the recliner. Your knees bend and all the adrenaline in your body screams at you to run. You carefully eye the Akatsuki in front of you. Tobi is standing on the opposite side of the chair scratching his head. Deidara is lazily sprawled on the couch, watching you with peaked interest but never looking concerned. You are exactly halfway across the room with the only door kitty corner to your current location. Unfortunately, Tobi and Deidara are closer to the door than you. Throwing all caution to the wind you dive to your left, running around Tobi and the couch where Deidara is. Your hand grips the door handle in triumph, neither man anywhere near you. In elation unparalleled you pull at the sliding door…
...but it rattles uselessly and refuses to budge.
“Geeze, you didn’t think we’re that stupid, yeah? What kind of moron wouldn’t lock the door ?” Deidara exclaims in an exasperated manner. Your face falls as Tobi grabs you by the collar and drags you back over to the chair.
“Did _____-chan really think she could get away?” Tobi questions, forcing you back down to the kneeling position. Your knees hit the cushion so hard that they pound into the floor. You can feel both of them go partially numb. It shoots up your legs, leaving pinpricks crawling up into your thigh. Your legs feel as weak as your arm does after whacking your funny bone.
“Shut-shut up!” you mutter, your face red with embarrassment, pain, and disappointment. You can hear Deidara laughing coldly in the background as Tobi forces you to take him in your mouth again.
“____-chan needs to just learn to do what she’d told. It makes it easier for everybody,” Tobi points out. It seems like the only thing you’d accomplished by running was turning Tobi on. You feel his pulsating cock sliding against the roof of your mouth again and nearly gag just in remembrance. However, this time, Tobi pauses just before your gag reflex.
“Relax your throat or you’ll just feel sick again,” Tobi informs you. You comply, trying your hardest to relax your throat. However, as the head hits your soft gullet you choke again, practically spewing Tobi out of your mouth.
“____-chan has to calm down or it’ll just hurt worse,” Tobi explains. Eyes watering again, you glare up at him, beyond furious.
“How the hell am I supposed to calm down when you keep-”
“Damn it Tobi, shut her up!” Deidara commands, drowning you out. “She’s getting annoying and you keep letting her talk.”
“Tobi likes it when they talk. When they say things right, it really turns him on,” Tobi replies. He then turns to you. “Tobi knows you like it anyways, there's no point in lying. All girls want this. Every girl fantasizes at least once about what it might be like. You're all the same. I'm just doing you a favor, letting you live out your fantasies. [5] However, even if you insist on lying to yourself, if you relax and do it right, then it won’t hurt. There's no point in being scared that you might like it. So, try, okay?”
Well, now we know Tobi's lost it.
Does he honestly think that all girls like rape? Sure, every girl probably has a fantasy or two, but that is just a fictional world. It's not real. It's not horrible the way real rape is. In her little fantasy world a girl can pick her man. She be raped by some handsome stranger who just seeks to please her. Real rape doesn't let you choose. Real rape isn't lovey dove. Real rape objectifies, abuses and forever burdens the victim.
Real rape is a crime for a reason.
You pause a bit over his penis, contemplating your options. Noting that both men were stronger, faster and more adept than you, you suddenly realize there aren’t many. They’d take what they wanted one way or another, so, as Tobi so carefully pointed out, you might as well suck it up and do it right. [3]
Tentatively, you relax your body as much as you can and prepare yourself for the worse. As Tobi’s hand guides you down his hot organ, you allow it to hit the back of your throat and then slowly pull it back out. Lingering suction causes it to pop from your lips; Tobi’s grasp on your hair suddenly gets harder.
“Ahh… __-_____-cha-ahhh…...” he stutters your name as you go back down by yourself. You increase the pressure in your mouth, forcing him to push his way through. You can hear the masked man panting above you, his hand quivers against your head as he softy touches the back of your throat.
“What’s going on Tobi?” Deidara asks, suddenly seeming more attentive to the whole affair.
“____-chan is-haaaahh….” Tobi’s response trails off into several sharp intakes of breath. You hear rustling on your left and feel a presence at your shoulder. Pulling up slowly, you sense Deidara is watching you closely.
“Tobi, you’re all right, yeah?”
POP
You feel Tobi slide out of your mouth and realize you didn’t gag this time. Pulling back, you feel Tobi’s grip on you loosen. You sit back on your haunches and watch, puzzled, as Deidara shakes Tobi's shoulder. You couldn’t be sure but, by his exhausted looking posture you guess Tobi was sweating. He removes his hand from your head and uses it to stop Deidara.
“Oi! Tobi! What the hell’s wrong with you? She bite you or something?”
“No, she just figured it out, that’s all.”
Deidara looks down at you, skeptical. You scrunch your face and shrug at him. Then you feel Tobi’s hands, both of them, push you back down towards his raging hard on. You battle the wave of fright that shoots through you and attempt to calm yourself again. It hadn’t hurt the last time and it was obviously in your best interest to repeat that. You can feel Deidara’s eye intensely focusing on you as you repeat the actions. Tobi’s cock slides against your palate as you fight down the urge to gag. Again he brushes against your throat and again you slowly pull off of him, keeping the pressure tight until he pops out of your mouth.
“Again,” Tobi groans. You descended on him at a different angle this time, allowing his dick to hit harmlessly into your cheek. You apply the pressure once more but he stops you before you pull him out completely.
“No, like you did before. Deeper. Take Tobi deeper.”
You lean forward, letting him brush against the soft membrane of your pharynx. Tobi gasps and holds you there. His head twitches and moves against your passage. You felt the viscous precum dripping down the walls. You swallow lightly and feel Tobi shudder against you.
“Aaaaahhhhh....” Tobi moans.
Eyes watering, you slowly pull back; trying not to hit anything that would make you sick. His hand grips you so tight that you feel as if it will leave bruises. As you release him a dribble of precum slides off the tip of your tongue, hanging in the air like a thread. You turn and see a red faced Deidara staring at your open mouth. His eye never leaves the tantalizing sight of your saliva dripping onto Tobi’s head.
“Tobi, how did you get her to do that?!” Deidara demands.
“Tobi… just… went slow,” he pants back.
“That’s it?!” Deidara exclaims. You scowl at him. No, that’s not it; Tobi also forced you down onto his lap, but that is, apparently, of little relevance.
“Pretty much Deidara-sempai.” Tobi replies, wiping his covered brow on his sleeve. “Just go slow and tell her what to do. ______-chan learns fast.”
Deidara’s eye sweeps back across the room. He notes that you’ve been edging away from Tobi and himself. You're trying to hide under a small table, located across the room from the chair. You stare at him wide eyed and petrified. Tobi was a bit gentle, but Deidara sure wouldn’t be.
“______....” Deidara calls teasingly. His index finger stretches out and coils back to him in the classic “come here” motion. You panic and scoot even farther away, wishing you are invisible.
“She’s a damn brat, yeah,” he spits, advancing upon you. You “meep” in horror and press yourself as tightly against the wall behind the table as possible. Your arms instinctively protect the back of your neck as you tuck you face into your legs, wishing Deidara would go away. Suddenly, a hand grips your ankle and pulls you violently across the wooden floor. You dig your fingers into the timber, trying to get a grip on something. The neatly polished floor provides little help and gives you about the same grip as fresh ice.
“LET ME GO! DAMN IT, LET ME GO YOU SON OF A BITCH!” you scream, kicking at the man who is pulling you across the room.
“Damn it! WILL YOU SHUT UP?!” Deidara bellows back, flipping you onto your knees. Without a cushion, the hardwood floor grinds into your joints painfully. To make matters worse, Deidara shoves his cock in your face. You open your mouth to bite it, only to have his hand grab your jaw none too gentle.
“If you bite it, I swear I’ll blow your ass sky high, yeah?” he growls, darkest sincerity with every syllable. Your fighting drive dies quickly as the anger in his cerulean eye sends a wave of fear down your spine. You involuntarily shudder.
“Very nice Deidara-sempai! _____-chan isn’t fighting anymore.” Tobi merrily points out.
Deidara snaps out of his blood lust and looks down at your face. Tears are building in the corners of your eyes, and somehow, he seems excited by that.
“Yeah, I noticed,” he grins. The minute your head is released, you look away, feeling broken. In the background, you hear a zipper falling. “Now be a good girl and do for me what you did to Tobi.”
You shake your head “no”, never once looking in Deidara’s direction.
A growl from the blond is your only warning before you are yanked over to him. Your shoulder stretches way too far and you swear you can hear muscles tearing. He forces your mouth open and shoves you onto him. You inhale sharply through your nose, sucking in air so fast that you feel a brain freeze coming on.
For some reason, Deidara tastes much more bitter than Tobi. You try to push him out but he just thrusts you down further. Your face is pushed straight into coarse yellow hair. As his cock stabs the back of your throat, you gag spectacularly, managing to throw him out of your mouth with a convulsion. Gasping and sputtering with your itchy throat, you feel only loathing. The rage is so strong it's giving you heart burn. You glared up at him, meeting his vengeful scowl with equal resentment.
“Deidara-sempai, Tobi has an idea.”
“WHAT?!” Both Deidara and you bellow, glaring at the masked man. Tobi puts his hands up, as if protecting himself from your combined rage.
“Let Tobi help. _____-chan likes him better and seems to listen to him more,” Tobi suggests. Both you and Deidara blink in surprise. You simultaneously glance at Tobi, then at each other, then back at Tobi. Your face pales significantly at the thought of two men forcing you into this. At least with one you could pussy foot around, but if they join up then…
Deidara studies your face and slowly, he breaks out into a wicked sneer. You notice his half lidded eye and his evil expression, suddenly feeling more horrified than at any point during the night. You back away a bit but he locks his hands around your right arm. As he twists your skin, you wince violently. Just what you wanted, an Indian burn.
“Sure Tobi,” Deidara practically purrs. “That sounds like a good idea.”
oh
hell
NO
Flailing like a fish in a frying pan, you tear at the hands on your elbow. You feel teeth sink into your skin and suddenly spot two mouths, one on each palm of Deidara’s hand. Spurred by intense terror, you rip madly into Deidara’s arm, fingernails digging deep into the pale skin. From behind you, two elbows lock beneath your armpits and pull you to your feet. You look directly up into Tobi’s eye.
“______-chan, you need to calm down,” he smiles.
“NO!” you yell, sounding like a child. You swing your feet, desperately trying to catch Tobi in the nuts. Deidara reaches up and grabs your legs, putting the kibosh on your plan.
“Tobi, we need to think up ideas like this sooner, yeah?” Deidara states, as you are lowered back into the kneeling position on another cushion.
“Tobi thinks so too,” Tobi agrees, forcing you down to Deidara’s lap.
Tobi sits behind you on the cushion, his head resting on top of yours. He releases your arms only to have Deidara pull them up and compare them to the nail marks on his own. Tobi’s own arms wrap around your torso, compelling you to move as he moves.
“Sheesh... she’s a wild cat, yeah? Look what she did to me.” Deidara laughs, examining the bleeding indents in his skin.
“More like a wildcat plushie.” Tobi states, as he pulls you back into him. His grip is as solid as a vice. He lowers his face, nuzzling his cheek against yours.
If he thinks he's being romantic, he's got another thing coming.
“How do you figure?” Deidara questions, placing you hands on his erect member. You are about to dig your nails into him when a very pointed glare makes you reconsider.
“She’s soft.” Tobi points out, squeezing your breasts with his large hands.
You immediately tense up, trying to push his arms off of you with your elbows. You are met with no success. Deidara watches as Tobi kneads the fleshy tissue under your shirt. You struggle but only manage to find Tobi’s solid erection pressing into your back. After that, you scoot your butt forward as quickly as possible.
Suddenly, Deidara’s hands shoot out and grasp onto your boobs, hard.
“GAH! St-Stop that!” you command. Both men raise their eyebrows and look at you.
“No way,” is the simultaneous, emotionless reply from the pair.
Tobi leans forward, forcing your face into Deidara’s crotch. You can smell the bitter musk of his precum. In the lamplight you can still see it, beading on the top of his head. You turn your face to the right, shutting your eyes tightly.
“_____-chan, don’t. You need to take him into your mouth or he’ll hurt you.” Tobi coos softly.
You quickly shake your head no.
“______-chan, do it or Tobi will hurt you,” he whispers happily in your ear.
Your eyes open and you give the most plaintive whimper this side of Konoha.
“Do~it,” Tobi teases in a sing-song manner. His voice is steel coated in silk. Soft, but with a very hard undertone.
Eyes half open, you widen your mouth and sheepishly descend onto Deidara. Your tongue reaches out and licks him again, coating his penis all the way down to the hilt.
Pulling up, you flick your tongue across the top of his head, taking the salty favor onto your tongue. You can practically feel Deidara’s smarmy smirk as your lower lip quivers. Trying not to hurl, you engulf his hot flesh.
Lowering your head down his shaft, you suck lightly, trying to end this quickly. He passes your teeth and slides all the way back into your throat. Your tongue massages the underside of his cock, rubbing against it roughly. You can feel his muscles tense and prepare for him to stab you again when Tobi speaks up.
“Deidara-sempai don’t thrust!” Tobi commands, using his two arms to hold Deidara’s bucking hips down. “She’ll gag and pull back if you do.”
Suddenly, you realize why you like Tobi better. Unlike Deidara, who seems entranced by the idea controlling you, Tobi is highly delusional. However, of the two he's much more pragmatic. Logically, if what he wants doesn’t hurt you, you’re more likely to continue doing it. However, if he hurts you, you’ll put up more of a fight.
After all, you’ll catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.
Once Deidara’s hips cease to buck, you slowly pull off yet again, keeping the pressure on him.
“AHHH—Damn it-!” Deidara groans as you press down on him again. Your tongue swirls around him before thrusting him back into your soft throat. You pull off a little faster, but immediately, Tobi presses you back down onto Deidara’s cock. You take the blond man back into your throat, his untrimmed pubic hairs scratching at your face. The musky scent of male juices permeates your nose and you feel more and more precum dribbling down your tongue.
Deidara bucks again, but this time you manage to move with him, lifting up as he tries forces his penis deeper inside.
Tobi lifts your chest up, leaning you so that your hands are flat against Deidara’s hips. The coarse hairs of his crotch brush against your palms and you sink down onto him once more, this time from a straighter angle.
“YEAH!” Deidara gasps, his one eye half watching you roll up and down his manhood. Snot starts to drip again from your nose as he repeatedly hits the same spot in your throat. You feel disgusted but Tobi’s coaxing hand on your neck leaves you unable to stop. He’s kneeling now too, leaning his full weight against your back. While it puts excess pressure on your wrists, it also keeps Deidara’s wildly bucking hips at bay. You can feel Tobi’s solid member rubbing against you backside with each bob of your head.
“FASTER!” Deidara growls, breathlessly. His hands join Tobi’s on your head, pushing you down.
Everything is a blur. You cough and sputter but three hands violently force you onwards. Tears wind down your face, as every downwards trip pounds Deidara’s head deep into your throat. You’re not sure how much more you can take.
Then, suddenly, a bitter musky taste fills your mouth. You open your eyes wide as Deidara groans loudly. You attempt to pull away, but Tobi’s lone hand forces you onward.
“Don’t stop. This is the best part!”
“Sh-SHIT!” Deidara howls, spilling his slimy cum inside your mouth. You feel several separate squirts and the taste becomes almost unbearable. Tobi keeps you going, the pace so incredibly fast that you feel like your neck will snap.
After the longest ten seconds of your life, Deidara starts to go limp everywhere and Tobi lets you pull away. You immediately go to spit out the fluid but his hand locks over your mouth. You look up at him and he nods his head towards the panting and flushed Deidara.
“Deidara-sempai, ______-chan has something to show you.”
Deidara cracks his eye open as Tobi tilts your head up. With his index finger, he strokes your throat until you swallow everything in your mouth.[4] The salty taste remains, almost sickening you as Tobi lets your head fall. Just as what happened begins to set in, Deidara grabs your face and brings it closer to his. He studies your tear streaked cheeks carefully, before turning to Tobi.
“How good did she taste after she sucked you?” Deidara questions, eyeing your flushed face.
“Tobi would try it if he was Deidara-sempai.”
Deidara seems to contemplate this for a few seconds, before pulling you up to him. He meets you half way, tearing at your bottom lip until you open your mouth. His tongue sweeps around the moist cavern before he pulls back. You can feel your lips swelling.
“She tastes like lime and cock,” he informs, licking his lips in a manner which he obviously thought was sexy. You would find it mildly hot in any other circumstance but you are so pissed off that nothing appears “sexy” to you.
Utterly lacking any words, you settle for a vicious scowl. Tobi’s arms wind their way down your body and his hands rest themselves on your wrists. Deidara cruelly laughs at you, turning your face this way and that as if to examine something.
“You know, that would look more menacing if you didn’t have my cum dripping down your chin,” Deidara sneers.
Shocked, you pull back. Your wide eyes fill with purpose as you tug at your arm, trying to free it from Tobi’s grip. Desperate to wipe whatever is on your face off, you move backwards, pressing into Tobi’s chest. A low groan from Tobi reminds you that he’s still turned on. Deidara seems to recall it too.
“Oi, Tobi. You want a crack at her, yeah?” Deidara asks, relegating you to the role of "toy" rather than a person. Your body stiffens as Tobi rests his head on your right shoulder, rubbing against your cheek. His hands travel up your arms, gripping your shoulders tightly.
“Tobi would like that very much.”
With a shove you find yourself face first in Deidara’s chest. You look up to see a smirking Deidara peering down at you. His body reeks of perspiration and sex. You hate it.
Come on now, Tobi taught you the only thing that makes you worthwhile. At least show him some gratitude, yeah?” Deidara teases, turning you around. Your blood boils and you immediately think of something snarky to say.
“Yeah, well at least I don’t have to rape people to get some!" you shoot back viciously.
"Moron. You think this is about the sex, yeah?" Deidara laughs manically. You seethe with rage as he stops and turns back to you. The twisted grin plastered across his face makes you feel so very small. His hands clamp down on you, causing you to wince as your arms are squeezed into numbness. "If I wanted sex I'd just walk down the street. Do you know how many of you whores would crawl to me, begging to be a notch in my bed post? I didn't pick you because I thought you'd be a good fuck. I picked you to teach you a lesson. You thought you were so great, yeah? Miss independent business owner is such a hot shot but, she can't do a single thing to stop us. It’s about time somebody took your high and mighty ass down a peg." [5]
Deidara's hands are pressed so tightly into your arms that his teeth are breaking your skin. You can feel blood rising to the wounds, trying to clot them. Hot breath dances along the shell of your ear, making you twitch. For somebody who was totally wasted a second ago, he’s jazzed up now.
"OW! STOP FUCKTARD, THAT HURTS!” you squawk, trying to elbow Deidara.
“Sempai…”
Turning your head, you see Tobi standing over you. His hands are resting on his hips, his chest is leaned forward and his face is mere inches from yours, cocked to the side.
“Yeah?” Deidara questions excitedly. You can practically hear him say ‘bitch is going to get it now’. Maybe you shouldn’t have pissed him off as much.
“Tobi needs you to hold her down. Don’t let her go.”
Deidara’s grip on you shifts. His arms wrap around you, locking yours to your sides. Clutching his hands together, he balls them into your abdomen. It’s squeezing your stomach to the point of nausea. “Not a problem.”
Tobi’s hands travel to your shirt playing with the hem. You struggle but Deidara puts down your little rebellion with his vice like grip.
“What’s the matter? Scared?” he whispers huskily in your ear.
You watch on horror as Tobi whips out a kunai and slowly slices open your top. You can feel the blade a hair’s length from your skin as he cuts from hem to collar. You close your eyes and look away as it tears open. Deidara shifts you and, between the two of them, they remove your ruined shirt. Tobi traces a small swirling pattern on your stomach while Deidara reaches up to grip your breasts. His fingers push your bra up. It painfully pokes into the soft tissue as he feels you up.
“Small,” Deidara remarks crudely.
“Asshole,” you growl under your breath.
“Yes, but Tobi likes them anyways,” Tobi states, rubbing his fingers over your exposed flesh. “They’re soft. Like little pillows.”
Both men stare at your chest for a little while. You can’t help but wonder why guys have some weird preoccupation with boobs. It’s not like they don’t have their own.
Suddenly, Tobi pulls back and looks Deidara in the eye.
“Can we lay her out on the couch?” he asks pointedly.
“Yeah, sure,” Deidara sighs, pushing you out of his lap and into Tobi’s chest. You notice that Deidara seems to have come down from his power trip and is behaving "normally".
If you can call it that.
Tobi pulls you close, almost like a hug, as Deidara stands up. He wanders lazily to the end of the couch. Resting his elbows on the couch arm, he leans into them for support. A bored look crosses his face, as if he’s waiting for something. Just then, Tobi’s left arm reaches out and pulls your knees up. You find yourself hoisted in his arms for a few seconds before he sets you on the couch, legs sprawled against the cushions.
“Do you think she’ll lay still?” he asks Deidara. You look back and forth between the two men before attempting to sit up. Instantly, Deidara’s hands are on your wrists, pulling them over the arm of the couch. Tobi climbs on top of you, pinning your shoulders and hips down. You thrash a bit before giving up and glowering at the two.
“I’m thinking no.” Deidara remarks sarcastically.
Tobi just sighs, pulling out his kunai again. You watch, bristling as it cuts your bra open. You are so pissed off that it doesn’t even faze you when he unzips his pants and brings out his blood filled penis, again.
“So, what did you have in mind?” Deidara asks, pulling your arms tightly when you struggle.
“Tobi wanted to see his cum on ________-chan just like Deidara had a chance to.”
Deidara eyes you up, again focusing on your chest. “Well, if you wanted to give her a pearl necklace I think you’ll have to get pretty creative. Her breasts won’t cut it.”
“Shut it girly man! At least you can tell what gender I am!” you retort.
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” Deidara snarks back. “I haven’t seen tits that small since I accidentally picked up a tranny.”
“Fuck you!” you return.
You probably would have had more to say had something slimy not been smeared on your stomach. You look down to see Tobi rubbing himself against your skin.
“Soft,” he whispers, coating you with his juices.
Both Deidara and you sweat drop.
“Dude… that’s kinky…” Deidara mutters, almost taken aback.
Almost, but not.
You shift back and forth, trying to knock Tobi off balance. He groans and you realize that you’ve only made things worse.
“Do that again ____-chan,” Tobi pants.
You lie dead still.
Deidara rolls his eyes before letting his hands nip at your wrists. You buck upwards in shock, only making Tobi more horny. He lifts himself off your torso and sits directly on your pelvis. You watch in alarm as Tobi starts to touch himself. Each stroke goes from tip to mid shaft and back again. As he picks up sped, you notice him forming a ring with his thumb and index finger. He pauses at the ridge just below the head and then brings it down again.
Suddenly, Deidara releases your arms. You look up at him, confused.
“Hey Tobi, I think she wants to help.” Deidara replies coyly.
Tobi pauses and lifts himself off of you. Deidara grabs your head, pushing you up into a half sitting position. Tobi sits back down and grasps at your hands. He pulls your right hand over to him and wraps his own around it. You try to pull away, but can't muster the strength. Tobi’s hand moves yours up and down his shaft. With each stroke the pace increases until you are totally unable to keep up. Tobi’s hand aggressively pulls yours along his soaking length. His panting increases and his visible eye squeezes tightly shut. Your arm feels numb and lifeless.
All at once steaming hot liquid splatters across your hand. Most of it dribbles onto your chest. Some of it is flung farther by the rapid motion of your hands. Tobi forces you to keep stroking him until the final gush ends. Bracing himself with his right hand on the back of the couch, Tobi sucks air heavily, as if he’s forgotten to breath. You take the opportunity to wretch you hand out of his. Pulling it up to your face, you note a slimy viscous liquid all over your fingers.
Without a second thought you reach out and wipe your hand on Deidara.
“WHAT THE HELL?! DON’T WIPE THAT NASTY ASS SHIT ON ME!” he yells, grasping your wrist tightly. “Here! You deal with it!” He shoves your hand back into your face and tries to poke it into your mouth. You turn the other cheek and wince as your own fingers prod you in the face.
“I’m sorry, I thought "nasty ass shit" should go on the ass wipe!” you shoot back, not enjoying the sensation of being poked with your own hand.
“Damn tart! I outta break your little-”
“Lighten up sempai,” Tobi interrupts, apparently having regained his energy. He stands up, rearranges himself and zips his pants. “She’s just angry.”
Deidara fumes as he crosses his arms and practically throws himself into the arm chair. You sit up and grab for your torn up shirt, using it to wipe Tobi’s “necklace” off of you. Tobi waits until you are done before yanking you to your feet.
“Damn it! What now? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT NOW!?” you snarl. Tobi holds you at arm’s length and examines you. Abruptly, he shoves you backwards into the chair. The arm catches you in the knees, as you tumble backwards. You find yourself sideways in Deidara’s lap and wince as your back cracks into the other chair arm. Deidara looks down at you frowning, and then up at Tobi with exasperated confusion
“You two should get some rest. Tobi will return with some yummy snacks for _____-chan and Deidara-sempai! After all, ______-chan has been such a good girl!” he cries merrily, before practically skipping out of the room.
You are, at first, delighted to think that you will finally get to eat dinner. However, the knowing sneer on Deidara’s face shoots down your hopes. You can practically hear them shatter on the wooden floor.
“What’s the matter? You looked excited for a minute there but now you seem…” he trails off, his grin growing wider, “tense.”
“Just leave me alone…” you mutter. Your nerves are so raw that you are unable to muster up a comeback.
“Aw… is our little girl hungry?" he teases, rubbing his thumb across your lips. The friction against his bite mark makes every second uncomfortable. You shift your mouth around, trying to get your lower lip away from his hand.
"Stuff it, jackoff," you grunt.
"Stuff it, yeah? I think I can oblige you there."
You frown at him, silently wondering what it'd be like to deep fry a Deidara.
"Anyway, don't worry, yeah? We’ll have you using that dirty mouth of yours again in just a short while,” he laughs, wrapping his arm around your torso and pulling you into a strong "hug". Your right cheek presses into his chest. His black shirt rubs against your skin softly, almost reminding you of a gentle caress. However, you note that the embrace brings nothing even close to comfort. You can feel Deidara's chin resting on your head; his long hair trailing down your neck. It tickles uncomfortably, moving with each breath he takes. Your very apparent discomfort stirs one last snide comment from his sinister brain.
"Such a good girl..." Deidara mocks. He strokes your hair, lowering your station to that of "pet".
After all is said and done, you’ve come to the conclusion that being a good girl sucks.
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[1] Meaning Deidara is a dick.
[2] From what my male friends have told me, (makes you wonder how I end up in these conversations) a consensual blow job is better than a half-forced or begrudged blow job for a two main reasons.
Number 1: Enthusiasm. If the girl (or guy depending on the person) offers to give a blow job they are usually excited about it or, at least, more excited than if they have to be bribed into it. Enthusiasm can (apparently) make a poor blow job good and a lack of it ruins any blow job. This is the one place where trying hard earns you major points. (I’ve also been informed that if you don’t want to do it, or it suddenly feels uncomfortable it’s better to stop and wait until you’re ready than to carry on half heartedly. Guys can tell, don’t fake it.)
Number 2: It’s hot when a woman tells you she wants to suck you.
Direct quote from male friend (name left out for his sake): “I love a girl who knows how to use her tongue, and no, I don’t mean just oral. The perfect lady knows what to say to make me hot and bothered without ever touching me. Any five cent slut can go down on a man but only the sexist, most confident woman can tell me she wants to. Even if she never does, I’m a fuckin’ wreck.”
Even rapists seem to agree with #2 there. As seen on Wikipedia:Oh, the things we learn in college.
[2 1/2]I know, technically it's not snowballing until it's cum. If anybody knows a better term, let me know.
[3] No pun intended.
[4] I learned the forced swallow trick by working at multiple veterinary clinics. Try it on your friends! It works! (Recommendation: Do it in a more consensual manner than that used in the fanfic.)
[5] Both Deidara and Tobi are exhibiting classic signs of “power” rapists.
Excerpt from Wikipedia:“The objective of the power rapist is to control the victim, not to harm them. Sexuality becomes a way to compensate for their underlying feelings of inadequacy and feeds their issues of mastery, control, strength, authority and capability. The power rapist relies upon verbal threats, intimidation with a weapon, and only uses the amount of force necessary to subdue his victim.” (Deidara)
“The power rapists tends to have fantasies about sexual conquests and rape. They may even believe that even though the victim initially resists them, that once they overpower their victim, the victim will eventually enjoy the rape. The rapist needs to believe that the victim enjoyed "it", and they may even ask the victim for a date later.” (Tobi)http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motivation_for_rape#Power_rapeWhile AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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