He'd never denied that his nature was an impulsive one. He made decisions in the moment, and spoke before he thought. He concealed his pain beneath smiles and kindness, never failing to fool anyone with his old tricks. Although the decision he made long ago, the one that bound his golden soul to that rusted, tainted one was not one of impulsivity. He didn't waste time trying to answer his own questions anymore, he knew it was something unanswerable, something that had never been in his control. Even present, his once baby-soft tanned skin now marred with a series of bruises, even with evident bald spots in his ratted blonde tresses, even with searing rope burns resting atop of healing scars, exposing raw wrists and ankles to the stinging air. All serving as torturous reminders of the cruel man's actions, the one he loved so unconditionally, so purely, and so infinitely.
The pair of cobalt eyes, once famous for their warmth and radiance, now rest motionless; hosting an unfitting hollowness as they stilled on the dark ceiling above.
As much as he ignored the admission, he knew unreservedly that his decision to keep coming back to this man was completely on his own accord. He knew how wrong, and disgusting it was.
How wrong, and disgusted he should feel.
But denial and restraint would grant him nothing at this point, and the blonde teen understood long ago, that even after the raven had physically abused his body, vehemently used it, verbally abused him, and reduced him to nothing but a shattered and blacked shell of his contrasting vibrant self. The self that he was forced to desert when he was only 16, that he would still devote himself completely to the steely, sadistic man that was the man he so irrevocably loved.
His rare moment of peace was abruptly interrupted as heavy footsteps made their way closer to the closed door. The blonde tensed, fearing the raven's wrath. He didn't know what he was angry about, but he was convinced he was about to find out.
He jumped when the bedroom door was forced open, deadly obsidian eyes glaring daggers into nervous cerulean.
He tried to repress the violent shaking of his hands, but found it fruitless. Biting his bottom lip, as he always his when he was nervous; he sat up straight to face the tall dark haired man, knowing that his slouch would offend him. But found it increasingly difficult to keep eye contact with him.
"Would you look at me at least?" The threatening, deep voice startled him, and the blonde stumbled for words as he frantically returned his gaze to the dangerous black orbs.
"Sorry," his voice barely above a whisper. Afraid to say anything more that would aggravate the man.
His heart rate elevated drastically when the dark eyebrows narrowed, a scowl forming on the masculine features. The boy's stomach dropped when the man's temper made itself present.
"Was that sarcastic!?" The furious voice bounced off every wall in the room and made the boy feel trapped. Blue eyes widened in horror, quickly denying the accusation,
"No! No it wasn't I promise!"
The muscular man took furious steps towards the violently shaking boy, gripping the soft blond locks in a calloused fist, forcing him to meet his eyes centimeters away from his face. Deadly obsidian eyed glared daggers into nervous cerulean.
"Don't you dare give me attitude!" The harsh man threatened, it made tears begin to collect in the corners of the azure eyes, their host clenched them shut, gripping the hand that pulled painfully at his hair.
"Sasuke please, I'm not! I'm really sorry I swear!"
The midnight eyes, that the boy found so beautifully captivating when they were calm, lost a minute amount on intensity. Squinting as if searching for honesty, they glued on his frightened eyes that desperately begged his forgiveness. Naruto bit his lip again, waiting. He released a shaky breath when the eyes diverted, and the grip on his hair loosened before letting go completely.
He was harshly snapped out of his relief when a brutal strike landed on his whiskered cheek. He took the pain silently, and didn't dare shed a tear. He didn't need to open his eyes, as he felt a strong hand push at his chest to force him onto his back, before gripping his bruised hips and yanking his body towards the middle of the bed.
Naruto grimaced, knowing what was coming. He didn't resist, didn't fight back. He only stayed silent and let his legs be pried apart, feeling that hard body press into his lithe one.
He gripped the other's shoulders when he felt teeth sink into his neck, and seethed when they broke through soft skin. He noticed his clawing and quickly went to draw his hands back, gasping when the raven took both of his wrists into a pair of strong hands, pinning them above his head before continuing his assault of the blonde's neck.
He didn't resume the biting, instead deciding to leave a slow trail of gentle kisses along his collarbones, dipping his tongue in the hollow of his throat, before letting his tongue glide up the column, making Naruto sigh in pleasure. The man's previous act of violence instantly forgiven and forgotten. Now completely submerged in the rare loving side that Sasuke seldom showed.
He felt open mouthed kisses on the side of his neck, adding suction to mark him as his.
"Sasuke," Naruto breathed, arching his back into the heavy body above him. Sasuke ground his hips into Naruto's, forcing the boy to release a shuddered moan. He didn't notice his panting until Sasuke pulled away, those charcoal eyes gazing into his baby blues with indisputable lust. The Uchiha released his wrist to run a thumb along parted pink lips, the blue depths flicking towards the thumb, before gazing back up at the dark eyes through his lashes. The man growled, and crushed his lips onto those soft petals. Naruto brought his free hand to intwine it in inky locks, and began rubbing small circles with his fingertips on the scalp, evidently soothing the tense raven as he felt the lips soften against his. Feeling a demanding tongue prod at his bottom lip, he parted them, allowing Sasuke full access to his mouth. Their tongues slid along each other, gently nipping and sucking occasionally, before the Uchiha pulled away with a wet smack. Both boys panting with prominent desire and the need for air. The blonde relished in the rare feel of Sasuke being somewhat "loving" with him, but any act that wasn't physically painful to him felt loving to Naruto.
His moment of bliss ended when he felt Sasuke move off of him. His eyes darted to the raven who was now seated on the edge of the bed, faced away from him. Naruto wondered why he stopped so suddenly. He prayed that he didn't do something to anger him.
"Is everything ok?" He kept his tone cautious. Sasuke never stopped once he started, but the blonde knew better than to push, so he waited patiently for the other to respond.
His body remained statued even after minutes, and Naruto felt concern begin to arise. He decided to take the risk and reach a tentative hand towards the solid shoulder, but the other's reflexes were so quick that he grasped the wrist with lightning speed before he could even touch him. He flinched, fearing the worst, clamping his eyes shut to shield himself from the upcoming pain,
But it didn't come. Naruto's eyes flickered open, to see his love staring downward, onyx eyes hidden behind black strands. Sasuke released the vice grip on his wrist looking like he had been burned, and got up quickly to head towards the bedroom door. A pale hand hesitated, resting on the door handle.
"Just shut up and go to sleep." Was all naruto heard before a silent closing of the door.
This is something I could end here, or make a long fanfic about, let me know if you want a chapter 2!
much love, Alex xo