Inspired from the fan art by LevyRasputin called Possession on deviant - It's a totally non-canon pairing, and even I don't know quite what's going on in it but… I don't know, it… incited me to write it, made my fingers itchy…and it made me write it!
It's on DA as well - on my other random account but the reviews are well… let's put it this way, it's been up there for about four months, had quite a few viewers and there are only two comments… and I think one of them is my own. So – depressing. Anyway, so I'd bring the fic home to with a few changes.
Possession, it brands her skin, possession it burns him… in the dark recesses of Orochimaru's lair can the captured Anko and the mystifying Kabuto look beyond the darkness that surrounds them? Can they do it together? Or does oblivion only await?
Chapter One - The lair of the snake
'…You are mine' he rasped, fingers trailing across her skin, dark hypnotising eyes, staring into her own '… as my consort, my pet, my slave... whatever I see fit Anko…do you understand?' he hissed, delivering a bruising kiss and leaning back to survey her, 'you will obey me.'
She didn't know how it had happened… she thought lying next to him.
Disgusted at the languidness of her body - and the scent that the two had created…
Yet again
She wanted to throw her head back weep in wild abandon, or scream at the top of her lungs… long and loud and pained…
… But she wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
She knew he was awake,
His seductive eyes slit and smug…
She believed she could even; almost hear, the low chortle emanating from the man sprawled out alongside her - through the dead silence.
She closed her eyes.
He had won again… and she felt dirty…
He saw her leaving his quarters again…. Still defiant despite her disgrace,
Sensual material dripping from her lithe form as she swayed, fair skin enveloped in… his colours.
Walking down the passage way –
Dark eyes clashed.
Kabuto may have longed to free her from his possession,
Maybe to possess her for himself
Have her lips blissfully upon his,
Her skin unreservedly beneath his…
But then again, he may have longed for a lot of things…
He shook his head and his eyes flashed. First – there were still things that had to be done…
She paused beside him - the silence, thick as they just stood, beside one another.
A breath away…
Hot tears were viciously held back in her blazing eyes, as she stared forward…
A lazy smile adorned on his face.
One of the many that never, ever, reached his eyes.
Head lifted high she carried on walking - back straight, sweeping through the dimly lit corridors.
Dark hair in disarray about her… her wild spirit was rebelling - but like tears, it was ruthlessly held in check while she clawed her way to freedom
A dark and lazy voice beckoned him… and he made his way into the room.
Fingers coming up to nudge glasses back into their rightful place.
In these dark days, it was all he could do to keep her alive…
(A/N My sincerest apologies to anybody waiting on one of my other fic's, I actually promised my self I wasn't going to release any more fics that I am not able to complete in the near future but this is an exception…this will make me happy, and I'm congratulating myself on writing my Psychology paper today. What a relief. One more month, and I'll be free baby! From my exams, and for the summer!)