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The Bewitched Viking!
Sasuke's pov
The first time I saw him he was dressed in silver moonlight while he was bathing. He moved through the water like a gently breeze or even better like a beautiful god. I hadn't gone to that small island for rape or plunder, not that time; I had gone because something called me there. A soft whisper beckoned me closer and closer to that island where I saw that beautiful man.
Now you must understand I was never a superstitious man but the events that occurred on that island did raise a few questions. It all happened when I was heading home with my men that I had a strange urge to go west. So I told my men to head in that direction. Though they gave me questioning looks, they did what I asked, for I was their lord and master.
"My lord" said Shikamaru, my co-captain, "may I ask what you are doing?"
"No", I replied. He didn't say anything else for he knew I was in no mode to talk.
Soon we arrived at a multitude of tiny islands called the Isle of Fire. I had a feeling that this was the place so I jumped out of ship and walked to shore. "My Lord! Would you like me to come with!?" Shikamaru called from the ship. I shake my head no and continued to walk into the near by woods. I can not describe to you the feeling I had while walking, I had never been to that island yet I knew I was heading in the right direction.
I had been walking for a while when all of a sudden I heard splashing. So I turned in that direction, moved a couple of tree limbs out of the way, and… that's when I saw him.
I had never seen a man or woman that beautiful. His hair was as blonde as the sun, his skin though drenched in moonlight was still very tan, and his eyes were as blue as the clearest sky. He was also as naked as the day he was born.
As I watched him I could feel my self growing hard. Oh.. he was so lovely. I wanted to feel him under me and begging me for more. As these thoughts became more and more tempting I finally decided to act them out.
So I silently crept up behind him and pinned him to the ground. I was originally expecting struggle, but he gave none. He just looked up at me with fear in those blue eyes of his. As I was trying to work out my shaft he said one word and one word only, "Nay". Then he kicked me in my groin and ran off. As I lay on the ground shaking in pain I thought 'wichcraft'!