My second fiction, this time of Naruto. This is a one shot. Nagato, if none of the Naruto fans has read the new comic chapters (and I'll admit, either have I) is the host of the Six Pains (Pein). As you can see, it's in first person, and rated M for known reasons.
Nagato is this is legally old enough, around 17/18 when telling the stories, 16 at the time of the events.
A/N: I am from England, so...the legal age for sexual intercourse is 16. So please, no rude comments :3
"I remember that night we first made love. At first, he was like a brother to me; he took me in, clothed me, fed me…loved me. He had become like family, he protected me…he saved my life…
But that night brought another emotion to me, he was no longer my brother…he was my lover. From that moment on, I would let no other come near him; he was mine, and I was his. We had become one.
Every night was something new; the positions were different in every way; yet he still knew how to make me scream out in ecstasy…the desire within me escaped within this passionate moments of romance.
I was only 16 when I knew, I knew… sensed that he felt different about me, as I did about him. It was destined to be…
What everyone else thought, I didn't care…I didn't even care if Pein could see what was happening. I wanted to shove it in his face that what I was feeling was something he could never give me. He could never have me!
With every thrust, the rain ceased to the fall and the moon came from behind the black clouds…I was…happy, for the first time I was happy. I was in heaven…bliss!
Even the kisses brought chills to my spine. His lips, and tongue against my neck, sometimes this strong pink muscle massaged the inside of my mouth, tasting me, as I did with my own inside his. Ours moans interlocked, our own voices made music into the night.
…But that sensation is gone. As I write this, I lay here… alone. Gojira has gone…he died, trying to save me. He had rescued me a thousands times, but this time was different….he knew he was going to die; after all that time of saying he couldn't…
"Not in the way you could imagine" he would always say. Oh…I could imagine after the weapons were used. Bombs… bombs were used to signify his death. For the very first and last time…I knew I was going to lose him.
I made it so, that for the last time…our love making was going sweet, deep and passionate. I swore that he was going to make me scream his name over and over… and it was. His sexual penetrations had my voice going hoarse; I had his name as my pleasured song.
The kisses, the bites, the sucks, the nailing of the skin… it was all apart of the act of sex. For the final time, we confirmed that he was more than my brother…he was my lover, my domineering lover; my one true escape to pain…loneliness, and a life of being unloved...
This was my last dedication to him. My one true lover, Gojira Zeros. Who died trying to save me…I will never forget him. I will be buried with the memories of our time together, the memories of him…and our undying love…a love that will last forever"