Title: Possessives
Author: Dorku no Renkinjutsushi
Rating: PG-15
Pairing: Sasuke/Orochimaru
Warnings: …creepy Sasuke-tops-Orochimaru. Which is enough warning for most people, I think.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Hell, I'm not sure I want to admit to writing this.
Summary: This may have been my original idea, but it's my friend Ckret's fault for asking for the drabble, I swear.
White as snow, Sasuke's hands slid down Orochimaru's chest. His hair clung to his chest, dark threads of silk sliding across the smooth marble of his skin. His eyes, blazing in the dark, were as red as old blood, and three large, black tomoe spun wildly as his body moved against Orochimaru's.
"Yes!" the older man hissed, raking his fingers down his student's back. "Sasuke!"
Tongue darting out to wet his lips, Sasuke smiled. His fingers tightened on Orochimaru's hips, hard enough that Sasuke was sure there would be a line of bruises come morning. Still, he delighted in the feeling of the Sannin's muscles shifting beneath his grasping fingers, straining up towards him.
"You're mine," he breathed. "Mine!"
"Yours!" Orochimaru hissed, body arching up to meet him.
In the darkness, Sasuke smiled.