Surprise | By : Miki-chan Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1061 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"He's just sitting there." a masculine yet whiny voice whispered. "No, he's fucking sleeping" another, deeper one said. "Ya, but look... He looks so innocent." the first voice said. "Come on, before he wakes up!" "No means no Hidan." the second voice stated. "Come on Itachi!!!" Hidan whined at the slightly taller man.
The 2 were currently watching Deidara who was sleeping on the couch in his private quarters of the base. Deep sleep created a peaceful air around the usually energetic and explosive bomber, who seemed bipolar at times. His long blonde hair cascaded around his face as one arm was bent under his head and the other hung slightly off the couches side. "Oooo..." the blondes moan was loud enough for the 2 spying on him to hear and slowly try to get a better look. Sure enough, a light sheen of sweat coated his forehead and his eyelids shuddered violently as his dream overtook him. The men watched on in anticipation as a sleeping Deidara palmed his cock with the hand that was under his head. Another moan came from partly closed lips and his breathing became ragged. Finally the two couldn't hold their excitement as the tents in their pants begged for attention from the writhing and moaning androgynous male in front of them. Even the normally stoic Itachi couldn't hold back his anticipation while watching the hot blonde sleep-stroke himself. Itachi shook his head as he heard a voice beside him whisper something yet again, "what." he snapped. "I said...” he paused, making it dramatic, "do you want his mouth or his ass? Or are you a fuckin gay lord who wants it up the ass too, I can arrange that." Itachi looked on in mild disgust as Hidan rambled on, "I'll take his lower regions" not able to bring himself to say ass. "Whatever, he's probably a good sucker!" Hidan exclaimed as he watched Deidara give a harsh tug to his straining member. "Ok, let's fucking go!" Hidan whispered loudly before walking towards the horny sleeping blonde with a gag and Itachi following closely behind holding a rope, thinking 'I can't believe we're doing this' The fingers skimmed over his stomach, stroking his hardened abs as the tips trailed over his erect nipples and gave a squeeze. Deidara moaned again at the rough contact, who knew such deathly hands were so skillful. 'It had to be a sin' Deidara thought in his dream state. Another moan escaped his pale lips as the hands traveled lower and grasped his cock through his pants, rubbing up and down roughly. The man above him was faceless as always. His hair was darker than the night’s sky, and his skin was paler than the moon. Red eyes were the only physical features on this apparition. He knew who it was, just like he always did. But that didn’t make it any easier. He was supposed to kill the ass, not want him to fuck the bomber senseless, as if he wasn't confused enough about his sexuality. The fingers, long and skilled, pumped his growing appendage faster and harder. But the pressure was becoming increasingly lighter. Growling, he tried to lift his hands from where they had lain at his sides, immobile like every other dream he had. Try as he may, his arms stayed tight against his sides. No. His arms WERE moving, just not the right way. Even in his dream, Deidara knew something was wrong. Quickly he resurfaced into consciousness, worried he was being attacked but being careful not to hint at now being awake. He sent out a little bit of chakra, relieved to find that it was not two strangers, but two friends. Or so he thought, until he realized what they were doing. A blinding pain just above his temple almost caused him to cry out as his body sagged into a non-dream state of unconsciousness. "Hurry he's gonna wake up soon!" Hidan humphed and tightened the ropes on the blonde ankles as Itachi carried the unconscious blonde to the vacant bed in the room. "Well you didn't have to hit him you ass." Itachi was surprised at the lack of weight on the blonde, pulled close to his own thin yet muscular chest he realized just how small this male actually was. Suddenly Itachi had a thought "Hidan...” he paused trailing off. After a while of not responding and just standing there over the bed holding Deidara close to his chest, Hidan’s angry voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "What the fuck do you want!" apparently Itachi's hesitancy was pissing him off. "Well" Itachi continued, peering down at the sleeping face. "How old is Deidara" the eyelids shuddered slightly in the sleeping face at the mention of his name. Hidan’s eyes widened, as if he hadn't thought about that. "Well he's here isn't he?" as if that was a good enough answer. "Didn’t Pein say he was the youngest member to ever join..?" "Whatever, if you back out, more to me" Hidan said with a sneer. Itachi, not liking the look in the immortals eyes, had to say "no you asshole" for fear of him hurting the delicate body held in his arms, a body he'd wanted to hold even more after he had fought the blonde, everyone in the Akatsuki knew the young bomber was a virgin. No matter how big he talked. Pein did his research on every member of the organization; Zetsu just shared more than he was supposed to. Back on the present note; Itachi laid the blonde carefully on the bed, knowing any rough movement would wake the unpredictable boy. “Aww fuck! If I wanted to get all sentimental and careful n shit, I wouldn’t be here for sex now would I?!” Hidan complained loudly. Itachi sighed again; it wasn’t like him to hesitate before a good fucking. Oh well, if Hidan's gonna turn it rough, he might as well get the thin body beneath him ready before Hidan's giant-ass cock was shoved inside. “We might as well wait for him to awaken Hidan.” Itachi said to the impatient bastard looking at him. "We do it now, or when he wakes up he'll scream his fucking head off." Piercing violet eyes met with red orbs for mere seconds before Hidan realized his too-late mistake. "Shit you fucking asshole…" he trailed off mumbling as his body fell heavily to the floor in its unconscious state. "I said," Itachi started again, "we wait." But even the great Uchiha couldn’t hold off his anticipation as he watched the pale chest slowly rise and fall, all but bare except for the thin black shirt. Long fingers reached out to caress the hidden nipples, earning a sharp intake of breath from the sleeping beauty. Slowly but gently pushing up the blonde’s shirt, he applied light pressure to the hardening nubs. Raking his short nails over the taut abs as the blue eyes shot open and peered around sleepily, obviously not taking anything from the situation. "'Tachi..?" the blonde murmured tiredly. "Yes Dei?" He purred back into wide blue eyes that just realized what was going on. "Wh...Why the hell are my hands tied behind my back...? A...And wasn’t I on the couch?" a vague memory of being hit by something hard to the side of his head caused the bump on his temple to roar in pain. "Ow." he flinched, hands trying to instinctively protect his head, "FUCK" he shouted as his left arm, that had been previously hurt on his mission (he got back and went straight to sleep, telling himself he'd see Konan in the morning), bent at a unusual angle with a huge purple bruise sporting over the area between his wrist and elbow, obviously broken. Itachi tsked and stared deep into the blue orbs, his sharingan deactivated to prevent Deidara from worrying too much or trying to look away. The bomber stared back, not really used to the dark holes engulfing his in their hidden red depths. When Itachi leaned in for the kiss, nobody was more surprised than himself. Startled blue eyes glared at him pitifully. Blond hair fell over his left eye. 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